Feng Ruo had used his Qingfeng sword weapon to collect a cold light before, but unfortunately no matter how he observed it, he did not notice it. Even if he inputs magic power into it, there would be no abnormality.

In the end, Feng Ruo had no choice but to guess that the cold light could not devour the essence of the Qingfeng sword weapon, so he was starved to death. After all, this cold light was close to the wood attribute.

It was precisely because of this view that Feng Ruo had no scruples. As soon as the saplings in his wood spirit stone recovered, he would collect a cold light. Over the past few days, he actually collected more than a dozen cold lights.

On the morning of that day, Feng Ruo was meditating and practicing, when he suddenly heard Tang Qing shouting in surprise in the courtyard.

"What happened? What's the name of Tang Qing in the early morning?" Lan Ling's roar came. Although the monks had very little sleep, it was extremely unhappy to be woken up.

However, Tang Qing still shouted in an extremely exaggerated voice: "Sister Lan, Feng Ruo, Peng Yue, Mingxi, come and see you! Miracle! This spiritual tree has actually come alive!"

Hearing Tang Qing's words, everyone rushed out of their rooms, and even Ye Hong, who had been stuck in the room all day, walked out curiously.

"Where can you survive? Tang Qing, you won't be overwhelmed by the banshee, right?" Peng Yue laughed at the still bare tree trunk.

"You have just been over the banshee! Come and see, a tender bud has already emerged!" Tang Qing pointed to an inconspicuous position of the spiritual wood and shouted.

Feng Ruo and his friends came over to take a look. Sure enough, a small bud had already drilled out. Although the spiritual tree was still dry and ugly, with this small bud, the feeling of death immediately disappeared.

"Wow! That's great, this spiritual wood has really come alive!" Lan Ling couldn't help cheering, and Tang Qing and Peng Yue were also excited, because the practice of the past period was too hard. Without the spiritual wood helping to absorb spiritual energy, they almost took twice as long to fully cultivate their previous level. The depression can be imagined!

"Peng Yue, hurry up! Go and find the owner of this courtyard. We want to extend the lease term for ten years!" Lan Ling was the first to react.

"What else can I rent? Isn't it enough to buy it directly, but the owner can't tell that the spiritual wood is alive!" Feng Ruo said calmly at this moment. Now this situation has long been as expected. Without the cold light that specifically devours the spiritual wood, as long as there is a certain amount of spiritual energy around it, it will survive sooner or later.

However, such good things cannot fall into the hands of others. It is best to take this opportunity to buy the courtyard. Otherwise, after a while, the spiritual wood will completely return to normal, and I am afraid it will be taken back.

"Yes! Buy this courtyard, Peng Yue and Tang Qing, you two are the most slick. Go and do this, remember, don't be seen by others!" Lan Ling immediately ordered.

"Ah! Senior Sister Lan, why are we so slick? Feng Ruo is best at this kind of thing, why don't you ask him to go!" Tang Qing protested angrily.

"Hehe! I'm still racking my brains to forge a third-grade sword weapon! Why? Don't you want it anymore?" Feng Ruo said with confidence. When he heard this, Tang Qing and Peng Yue had to go dejectedly. Feng Ruo used this excuse frequently recently, but it was their fatal point and he had no resistance at all.

"Haha! Feng Ruo, can you forge a third-grade sword weapon?" Ye Hong, who had been looking at the spirit wood, suddenly said. Although his injuries that day were healed, the origin of the severe injury could not be recovered. Therefore, he, who was originally heroic, has now become an old man with white hair and extremely old hair, and it is probably the end of his life.

It is precisely because of this that Lan Ling is responsible for everything recently. In addition to teaching Feng Ruo and his men's Qingyun Skills, he has always locked himself in the room. Obviously, he is still worried about defeating Tian Mu.

At this time, when he heard Ye Hong's inquiry, Feng Ruo quickly replied respectfully: "Report to the master of the hospital, how can I forge sword weapons? I just want to think of a way to find an expert to help forge it for free!"

"Free forging?" Hearing Feng Ruo's words, Ye Hong and Lan Ling were stunned. Only Ming Xi glared at him fiercely, because the free master was her.

Ye Hong smiled, but said nothing, turned around and returned to his room, but Lan Ling would not let Feng Ruo go, and he looked down on his face and asked directly: "Say! What's going on?"

But why did Feng Ruo take this set? He just smiled and said, "Sister Lan, we agreed at the beginning that I have five years. As for how to find a solution, it's my own business!"

"Hmph! Don't be too proud. If you can't fulfill it then, you will understand the consequences!" Lan Ling waved his pink fist in front of Feng Ruo and said evilly.

"Lan Ling, let's not worry about him, let him brag here alone!" Ming Xi once again gave Feng Ruo a serious warning with his eyes, and then he took Lan Ling's arm and left.

"Huh! The pressure is so great!" Seeing Lan Ling and Ming Xi disappearing, Feng Ruo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then his eyes fell on the spiritual wood again.

"No! Since those cold lights have all escaped into their Qingfeng sword weapon, there is no reason to be no movement at all! Could it be that they are all starved to death?"

Feng Ruo touched his chin and thought, he had a sense that those cold lights were so powerful, but they were not easy to starve to death, but why could not appear?

Thinking of this, Feng Ruo pulled out the Qingfeng sword weapon with a "swish" sound, and looked at it again in the bright sunlight. The sword weapon was still as it used to be. It was surrounded by a layer of faint blue light, and colorful halos were reflected in the sunlight. If mana is input, these blue lights will quickly expand and swivel rapidly. When it reaches a peak, it will break away from the sword weapon itself, form a frost sword energy, and break out of the air. With Feng Ruo's current mana, this frost sword energy can be used six times in a row, and the attack distance can reach five feet!

But there is no sign of cold light here!

"Can you really starve to death?" Feng Ruo thought so, and suddenly moved his heart. He took out a wooden Five Elements Stone that he had exchanged from Lan Ling not long ago, and directly activated it with his magic power.

"It depends on whether it will be successful or not!" Feng Ruo looked at the lingering light ball in his heart, while talking to himself, while carefully putting the Qingfeng sword weapon up!

Without the unexpected change, the blue silk light ball was like a drop of water melting into the river, without even a ripples, because Feng Ruo's Qingfeng sword weapon has been strengthened many times with the Five Elements Stone. Unless it is a low-grade Five Elements Stone, there will be no change no matter how many low-grade Five Elements Stone is strengthened.

However, Feng Ruo didn't care about this, he just wanted to know what changes had happened to the cold light in the Qingfeng sword weapon.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ruo slowly poured his magic power into the Qingfeng Sword. As usual, the countless blue lights began to rotate rapidly, but soon, the blue light seemed to be controlled by another kind of force, and then he actually wanted to retaliate against Feng Ruo himself along the sword weapon!

In shock, Feng Ruo immediately released the frost sword energy, and then he saw a blue light rushing out more than twenty feet, directly destroying the mountain formation that Lan Ling had arranged before!

"Feng Ruo! What are you doing?" Lan Ling's roar sounded again, but after she rushed out of the room, she found that the mountain formation in the entire courtyard had been broken!

"Feng Ruo! Go to death immediately - I won't be a human being if I don't kill you!"
Chapter completed!