It took Lu Hong three days to completely break through the transformation realm and turn the purple qi into a dragon.

In the past three days, Lu Hong sat in the ridge outside the temple, surrounded by purple air, rushing up, occasionally farmers went out to see such a vision are all bowed down from afar, and thought it was auspicious from the sky.

Breaking through the realm is very smooth, but carving the sword of the divine consciousness that is in the heart of the first is much more difficult and bumpy; Rao is the villain transformed by Lu Hong's divine mind has not been able to carve successfully for three days without stopping, and the divine consciousness he has divided can be turned into the shape of a sword, but it is just a flower in the water, a dream bubble like the moon in the well, and it is impossible to hurt people at all, let alone take people's heads thousands of miles away.

It's just that although the Sword of Divine Consciousness has not been completed, he has not gained nothing in the past few days, at least in the process of carving, he has more or less touched some doorways; the reason why the Sword of Divine Sense cannot hurt people at the moment is because his Divine Sense is still too weak, even if he has thirty times the time to raise it, it is still not strong enough.

The sword owl and the cold spirit also saw that the cultivation of the divine consciousness and the cultivation of the physical body were not the same. The cultivation of the foundation and realm of the physical body requires down-to-earth step-by-step cultivation, and it is necessary to avoid being greedy for merit; the cultivation of the divine consciousness is completely different, if there is no corresponding cultivation method, the speed of cultivation is extremely slow, even if it takes more than ten years, it may not be able to make a breakthrough, so if you want to cultivate the divine consciousness to a considerable degree in a short period of time, you have to use some medicine to nourish it.

He was quite accomplished in this sword owl, and immediately gave him a list of medicinal herbs, including tequila, wood linlang, and snow primrose...... There is also no shortage of rare and exotic grasses such as the Ming Barrier Leaf and the Imperial Blood Tree, in a word, either I have never heard of it, or I have heard of it but I can't find it.

However, there was still no news from the Northern Regions, and Lu Hong did not dare to delay any longer, so he could only temporarily suspend the cultivation of the Sword of Divine Consciousness and ride the little red horse to the Northern Regions.

The northern region is far away, Lu Hong has been eating and sleeping all the way, walking alone, on this day, he rode on the mud road outside the cold leaf forest, and suddenly felt several spiritual power fluctuations.

When I looked back, I saw three people coming from the back, and when I saw him from a distance, they all showed a faint killing intent, but they all disappeared.

The three of them flew over his head, and their figures disappeared in a flash.

"They are ......",

Lu Hong couldn't help but frown, the murderous aura emanating from the three of them made him feel uneasy, and the sudden murderous aura made him even more puzzled.

In the next few days, several waves of people and horses were encountered, some of them came with Edgeworth, some rode tall horses, and some rode strange beasts, and the originally sparsely populated bitter cold land of the north suddenly became lively for some reason.

"Are you here to be reincarnated as a holy child like me?",

Lu Hong was puzzled, and he also felt that this idea made some sense.

Thinking about it carefully, many of the people he had encountered in the past few days seemed to have been carved out of a mold, cold and solemn, and Lu Hong had no doubt that once they moved, they would use a killing move that would kill them with one blow.

It's just that they don't look like they're here to kill, but rather like they're looking for something......

In the next few days, Lu Hong tried to avoid these people as much as possible, he turned around in a small circle, Rao was still able to see those people scattered, their range of activities seemed to be very wide, Lu Hong was sure that they were indeed looking for something.

Knowing that it was impossible to avoid them as much as possible, fortunately they didn't have much hostility, Lu Hong sped up his journey to the Northern Regions.

The farther north you go, the heavier the cold gets, and after a few days of driving, the little red horse is also tired and thin, Lu Hong can't bear it, this day after the dense forest and saw a big river in the distance, so he got off the horse and led the horse to take it to drink.

The cold air outside the big river was like a misty mist, and Lu Hong wondered in his heart that this big river was much colder than the forest.

The little red horse was cold-resistant, but he didn't feel that it was too unbearable, so Lu Hong led the horse into the heavy cold; the little red horse drank water, but he suddenly smelled a pleasant fragrance between his snorts, and the fragrance was like his snort, and he only felt the fragrance filling his head, from head to toe.

His eyes moved, turned his head, and saw that on the bank of the river, a lotus flower was scorching in the shallow water, and the seven-leaf lotus flower was like the stars and the moon arching the flower bones in the middle, each leaf of the lotus flower was white and transparent, and through the lotus flower could clearly see the gurgling water below, it did not look like it was born to grow, but it seemed to be carved from white jade.

The cold air is swirling, the clear waves are washing, and there is a faint brilliance on the seven leaves.

Lu Hong's heart moved, could there be any treasures growing in this bitter cold place? He brushed the sideburns of the little red horse and walked over on the water, the closer he got to the fragrance, the more awake his mind became, and even his five senses and six senses were stimulated to open, and when he got closer and saw the lotus flower clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Ice Jade Lotus?",

Smooth as ice, warm as jade, flicking his fingers on it, its voice is leisurely, it is actually a rare ice jade lotus flower on the list of medicinal herbs listed by the sword owl not long ago.

The Ice Jade Lotus Flower has the effect of washing the heart and punishing the mind, warming the divine sense, and can resist the demons of the heart, which is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought by monks, but this thing grows mostly in the top of the sky, and the extremely bitter cold places such as the twilight snow of thousands of mountains and mountains, how can it be on an ordinary river bank in the northern region?

Lu Hong remembered that the sword owl once told him that the place where the ice jade lotus flower grew was guarded by ice cicadas, and those who approached rashly would definitely be attacked by ice cicadas.

The ice cicada is a very small divine beast, and the adult ice cicada is no more than the size of a thumb, but its coldness is extremely heavy, and ordinary monks will definitely not be able to resist it.

However, Lu Hong carefully observed for a long time and did not see any trace of the ice cicada, he took a deep breath and walked towards the ice jade lotus with courage.

He didn't see the shadow of the ice cicada until he walked to the Ice Jade Lotus, his eyes were quick, he opened the Qianyuan bag, grabbed the Ice Jade Lotus by the roots, and threw it into the Qianyuan bag.

The moment he touched the Ice Jade Lotus, he didn't feel cold, on the contrary, there was a warm feeling in his hands, but when the Ice Jade Lotus was uprooted, there was a slight cracking sound, like rain hitting cold ice, and the glass jade shattered.

After the ice jade lotus was thrown into the Qianyuan bag, his hanging heart finally let go, but immediately an extremely heavy cold air surged, and he was shocked in his heart, thinking that it was the ice cicada that had returned suddenly, and instinctively stood up and planned to escape.

But when he stood up, what he saw was not an ice cicada, but an ice sculpture.

A man-sized ice sculpture floated towards him along the river, and a woman in an aqua blue dress was frozen, her eyes closed, and her hands were flat on her chest, as if she were asleep.