"Afraid?"
"Do you think they have that strength?" Meng Jing smiled.
Elder Hu snorted, looked Meng Jing up and down, and sneered, "Little guy, are you a little too arrogant?"
"Although I don't know what method you used to knock me out."
"But do you really think that with your strength, you will be able to defeat the patriarch of our ancient sect?"
Of course, after saying this, he became a little depressed.
I can't figure out what method this young man used to knock him unconscious.
It was just a slap, but he didn't follow it.
Has his current strength fallen to this low?
Not even as good as Elder Zhang from an alliance association?
At the very least, according to that damn fat man's bragging, he had at least fought for more than a dozen rounds in the hands of that young man.
What about him?
"What are you going to do!"
Suddenly, the young man stood up, gradually approached him, and kept groping back and forth on him.
Especially the ring he was wearing was directly grabbed by the other party.
"You bastard, little one!"
"That's my thing, give it back to me!"
Seeing that all the most valuable rings and treasures on his body were taken away by the other party, Elder Hu kept roaring.
Those were the good things he had accumulated for more than ten years, and now they were all taken away by this young man.
How could he not roar!
"Sorry, it's all mine now."
Meng Jing put these things into the space backpack with a wave of his hand.
Soon, just like Elder Zhang before him, the good things contained in those rings quickly filled his entire spatial backpack.
Compared to Elder Zhang, this old guy's rings are mostly for martial arts.
Meng Jing took a look and found that most of the techniques here came from the ancient sect.
It is even said that some grades are extremely high, and the lowest grade among them is just a low-grade Xuan grade.
If these were put up for auction, they would definitely be worth a lot of gold coins.
But Meng Jing chose to recycle. Anyway, these exercises were not very suitable for him, so it was better to recycle.
After recycling nearly a hundred books of exercises, more than two thousand spirit stones were successfully obtained.
As for the others, although they are also valuable, after recycling, they only get a thousand spiritual stones, which is a big gain.
Just when he was about to click on the fire panel and study the ice lotus sky fire, Elder Hu spoke up again.
"Little guy, I'm very curious, how did you get the fire from our ancient sect?"
"Are you from our ancient sect?"
The Ice Lotus Sky Fire of their ancient sect can only be held by people who belong to their ancient sect.
How did he, an outsider, get it?
He couldn't understand.
Meng Jingdao: "Why do you really think that this Ice Lotus Heavenly Fire belongs to your ancient sect?"
Elder Hu was startled, "What do you mean?"
He didn't understand what Meng Jing meant by what he said.
What is this Ice Lotus Sky Fire? It belongs to them!
This tone was as if the Ice Lotus Heavenly Fire was not something belonging to their ancient sect.
Meng Jing smiled and shook his head, still not planning to tell this old guy the truth.
Anyway, nearly a thousand years have passed since this happened. Even if they tell him that their Ice Lotus Heavenly Fire was obtained from the Ice Tribe, what will happen?
Maybe, this old guy is still yelling for explanations after him.
"nothing!"
Meng Jing said lightly, and then he began to sit cross-legged and began to refine the ice lotus sky fire he had just obtained.
This ball of Ice Lotus Heavenly Fire has been systematically recovered, but it must be refined before it can truly become its own fire.
There is no need for such trouble like before. Unfortunately, the black flame of nothingness is no longer by his side. If he wants to tame it, he must first refine it.
After sitting down, Meng Jing quickly adjusted his aura, and his body was wrapped in layers of spiritual energy.
But even so, the celestial lotus ice fire in the palm of his hand continued to penetrate the surrounding layer of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy was quickly frozen, forming a layer of frost.
The temperature of the entire earth and the entire air seemed to drop dozens of times at this moment.
"As expected of the fire of heaven and earth, it is really difficult to refine."
Meng Jing, who was sitting on the ground and refining, felt so troubled for the first time and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Fortunately, if it is not his own spiritual energy, it is pure spiritual energy.
On the other hand, he has already been overcome by this icy cold air and invaded his body.
As Meng Jing's mind completely entered the state of cultivation in the sea of spirit, the icy blue flames seemed to have independent consciousness and began to surge towards Meng Jing's body one by one. go.
In just a short while, Meng Jing felt that there were more ice-blue petals in his body.
These petals are the petals of the ice lotus sky fire.
"How could you kid reach the first level so easily?"
Seeing Meng Jing's steady and even breathing, constantly absorbing the ice lotus sky fire, Elder Hu sitting aside was completely stunned.
Just like back then, it took him a long time to tame the ice lotus sky fire.
Later, in order to increase the power of the fire, he spent a lot of time to barely upgrade it to the first level.
But the young man in front of him had less than a day, that was less than an hour.
He actually successfully promoted to the first level.
How is this possible?
Meng Jing was too lazy to pay attention to the other party's roars and questions. As the number of petals in his body increased, Meng Jing gradually began to look like a lotus. He couldn't help but smile in his heart.
Soon, he will be completely refined.
But just then!
There was a boom.
Just after it was built, it gradually formed a lotus-shaped flame, which collapsed instantly.
Before Meng Jing could react, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"what happened?"
Meng Jing was stunned.
Everything was going so well, why did something else suddenly happen?
Before he could react, suddenly, there was a sneer in the calm air.
"It's just a joke for a mere clone to think about being with me."
Following these cold words, after falling.
There was another rumble.
The icy blue flame suspended in Meng Jing's palm was extinguished in an instant as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on it.
Meng Jing felt a bone-chilling chill running down his palms and into his body.
The next second, the system's voice sounded.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Frost of the Ice Emperor."
