Chapter 237: If the Dragon Girl Doesn't Meet, Retreat and Refine the Treasure

Bai Fu fused with the Dragon Ball, and his strength improved greatly, and his first thought was to press Ao Ying under him. It can be seen that he is full of resentment about Ao Ying not sleeping with him, almost to the point of pathology, if he doesn't sleep with her, he may die blindly!

Heartbeat action, release the Danhuo, burn the blood, snake skin, and scales into fly ash and roll them into the garbage can, open the door of the secret room, and extinguish the glue lamp, Bai Fuxing rushed to Ao Ying's dormitory.

The spacious dormitory is empty, not to mention Ao Ying, even its four personal maids are not there, red, green and white, find a palace maid to ask, saying that it is her Qingcheng Mountain friends who have gone, they have been there for three days, and they may return in a few days.

Seeing that it was not early, he instructed the palace people to prepare dinner, and then went to the Ganlin Hall to bathe.

The body is soaked in the fragrant hot spring pool, and the head is pillowed on a bluestone, which is extremely comfortable.

"If there is another beautiful maid, it would be better to massage it with gentle little hands......" Bai Fu thought, suddenly missing Ke Qing and the other six gentle and obedient maids.

"Finish the established plan as soon as possible, and then go back to Xiniuhezhou, although the Dongting Dragon Palace is good, it is not a place where I live for a long time. Bai Fu thought.

"I don't know what kind of friends this Ao Ying will have when she goes to Qingcheng Mountain, it shouldn't be Bai Suzhen who moved to Qingcheng Mountain, right?

Bai Fu climbed out of the hot spring pool, wiped off the water with a bath towel, and after putting on his clothes, he walked out of the Ganlin Hall refreshed.

After dinner, meditate for a while, Bai Fu looked at the dantian, and saw that in the golden pill, the spirit was peacefully curled up in the golden pill, like a baby conceived in the placenta.

"Hold the baby, my feeling is really right, as long as there is an opportunity, this primordial god can turn into a baby, and then I will be able to enter and exit the green underworld, up to the nine heavens of the heavenly immortals!" Bai Fu's heart moved, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a knowing smile.

"Hey, I seem to have forgotten something......" Bai Fu frowned, feeling as if he had forgotten something. He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that it was an ice butterfly, and the ice butterfly was gone!

"You won't run into my heart again, will you?" Bai Fu's face changed slightly, he looked inwardly at his heart, and there was no trace of ice butterflies, and his face eased slightly.

"Where did you hide?" Bai Fu looked at himself three times, but he didn't find the ice butterfly in his body, and while he was puzzled, he was also secretly happy: he finally sent away the big aunt who came to the bad thing at this critical time!

Got up and played a snake fist, the energetic Bai Fu went to the study to practice Danqing calligraphy, was painting, there was a sudden shock in his arms, and then flew out a palm-sized butterfly with dragon scales on its wings, it was an ice butterfly.

"Uh!" Bai Fu's paintbrush was paused, hanging in the air, but he knew where this ice butterfly had just gone, and it should have gone to the heart seal refined by the Ten Thousand Years of Xuan Ice!

Ice butterflies flew up and down around the scroll, and seemed to like this beautiful landscape painting very much, lingering for a long time before landing at the mouth of Bai Fu's heart, and the clothes were attached to the palm print.

Intuitively feeling that he was not the opponent of this mutated ice butterfly, seeing that he had no other moves, Bai Fu decided to ignore his choice, continued to wave his brush, finished painting a "Dongting Landscape Map", thought about it, and drew the ice butterfly again among the hundred flowers.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The ice butterflies were excited, and flew up and down around the butterfly in the painting, the scales on their wings shaking and whirring.

"This ice silkworm has been in the Immortal Cave Mansion, I'm afraid it has never been in contact with the outside world, maybe it can be domesticated into a pet!"

Bai Fu thought about it, walked out of the study quickly, went to the Dragon Palace Garden, picked some pollen from the cold attribute strange flowers with a jade cup, mixed it with the Dragon Palace Immortal Rain, and took the Dao study to prepare to feed the ice butterflies.

It is said that the ice silkworm feeds on the cold ice pith, but the ice butterfly ...... Since it is a butterfly, there is no one who does not love flowers, and Bai Fu does not believe that this ice butterfly is not tempted by his own sugar-coated cannonball.

The strange flower pollen is still very fragrant, it is still cold, and it is even sweeter Xianlin, which is still very tempting to the ice butterfly, as soon as Bai Fu entered the study, the ice butterfly came up and flew up and down around him, wanting to beg for food.

Bai Fu naturally wouldn't easily feed Xianlin pollen, he stretched out his hand and dipped some Xianlin pollen on his fingers, and the ice butterfly immediately pounced on it and licked it.

Bai Fu reached out and touched the ice butterfly, and seeing that it did not resist, he naturally caressed it a lot and deepened his feelings.

After the ice butterfly finished licking the Xianlin pollen on his hand, Bai Fu touched the ice butterfly's very tactile wings again, put the jade cup on the table, and moved the ice butterfly to the jade cup, so that he could feast on it.

Seeing that the ice butterflies really ate pollen, Bai Fu was overjoyed, and went out to find two palace maids who looked well-behaved and seemed to be ridable, and asked them to go to the Dragon Palace Garden to collect all the pollen of those cold attribute strange flowers.

"Hmph, I have mastered the pollen, and become the food and clothing parents of this ice butterfly, I don't believe that when I encounter danger, this ice butterfly can be indifferent!" After the two well-behaved palace maids left, Bai Fu hummed and chirped, seeing that it was not early, and when the ice butterfly finished eating the shallow layer of Xianlin pollen, he took the ice butterfly to sleep, and made up his mind to eat and sleep with the ice butterfly, and raise him as his own son.

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Time always slips away inadvertently, in the blink of an eye, two days have passed, seeing that Ao Ying still has not returned, Bai Fu, who has already recovered from the previous high-intensity retreat, decided to retreat again, refine the belt, and also refine the hundred-year-old realgar into a portable accessory, and then refine the fourth layer of the Pure Yang Ding prohibition.

Still went to the secret room of the previous retreat, and after the stone door was closed, Bai Fu took out the gourd vine that had been promoted to immortal and the ice silk left over from the clothes fan, and began to make the belt.

Whether it is a gourd vine or an ice silk, it is not a utensil that can be refined with fire, so it is naturally cultivated with painstaking efforts, it took three days, a lot of spiritual qi and blood, and a gorgeous belt with dragon cloud patterns was made.

This belt looks like it is only three feet long, but there are large and small talismans on it that are prohibited, and if you insist on practicing it, even if it grows sky-high, it is unknown.

Tie the belt of this immortal weapon grade and replace the belt woven from ordinary silk, which is considered to be fully armed to the teeth, and Bai Fu is very satisfied.

"If my strength is as high as that of Dao Ancestor, this belt can also become a golden rope to bind Sun Xingzhi!" Bai Fu touched the silky and comfortable belt, a burst of longing, and the desire for strength was a little bigger.

After a few days of pranayama and recovering the loss of essence and blood, Bai Fu took out the hundred-year-old realgar that had burned his skin with the red golden light, and prepared to make it out of an item that he could use with him for easy play.

Although he was no longer interested in the fifty-year-old realgar, and his cultivation had also improved by a large level, in the face of the hundred-year-old realgar, Bai Fu still had a feeling of scorching sun, and after ten minutes of the male golden light, he took it back into the Seven Treasure Gourd.

"Let's first refine the fourth layer of the Pure Yang Ding, anyway, if the refining is strong, we will also use this Ding. Bai Fu thought about it and released the pure yang ding.