Chu Fei was indeed asleep. The battle in the cold pond exhausted him. As soon as he got ashore, he fell asleep deeply. When he woke up, he found that he was already lying on the bed.

Pushing open the room and standing in the yard, Chu Fei stretched out his waist, feeling that he had lived again, and his whole spirit improved a lot.

"Brother Chu Fei, you have woken up. I have scared me these two days." Zhao Wenju, who was taking care of soul medicine in the medicine field, hurriedly ran over after seeing Chu Fei awaken and said with relief.

"Brother Zhao, did you help me to the room?" Chu Fei said with some confusion.

"Yes, when I came back from Uncle Fu, I saw you sleeping by the cold pond, so I carried you back to the room and put it on the bed. Unexpectedly, you only slept for three days, which made me very anxious." Zhao Wenju replied.

Chu Fei was shocked and did not expect that he had slept for so long. "Three days? You said I've slept for three days?"

"Yes, it's been the third day since I put you on the bed." Zhao Wenju said, and then asked with concern "How do you feel now? Are you healthy? How can you lie there?"

After being asked by Zhao Wenju, Chu Fei quickly checked his body and found that the exhausted soul power in his body had returned to fullness and became even thicker. Seeing that there was no problem with his body, Chu Fei breathed a sigh of relief and thought of the soul pill in his dantian. So he quickly glanced at it, but was stunned.

I saw that the soul pill in the dantian had a touch of white in addition to the original blue and red color. The three colors were three-legged tripods, and they occupied the soul pill together. In addition to the original star pattern, the surface of the soul pill was also added at this moment. A lifelike white dragon pattern appeared from time to time, and cold air appeared from time to time from time to time. This soul pill, which originally looked extremely extraordinary, became even more weird and evil!

After seeing the pattern of the dragon, Chu Fei immediately thought of the Qingming Han Jiao in the cold pond. But except for the time he took the cold pill... Han Dan? Chu Fei frowned and had a guess in his heart. If he was right, it should be that when he took the cold pill, the cold air entering his body was absorbed by the soul pill in the dantian. At this point, Chu Fei couldn't help but smile bitterly. The soul pill in his body was really unstoppable!

"Brother Chu Fei? What's wrong with you? Is it okay?" Zhao Wenju, who was beside him, asked worriedly when he saw Chu Fei suddenly staying there and no movement for a long time.

"Ah? Oh, I should be fine..." Chu Fei came to his senses and replied with uncertainty.

"Why did you run to the cold pond to sleep?" Zhao Wenju asked curiously when he saw Chu Fei coming to life.

"Oh, it's a long story." Chu Fei smiled bitterly, and told Zhao Wenju about his experience in the cold pond, only by subtracting what the woman in red said to him before leaving. After all, even if he told Zhao Wenju that Yun Potian was already a master in the middle stage of the Soul-Comeing Realm, it would be of no use. It would only make him worry more about him. This matter can only be borne by himself.

After listening to Chu Fei's narration with fear, Zhao Wenju let out a long sigh and said, "I didn't expect that Brother Chu Fei, you, have encountered such a great danger. Fortunately, you have been safe. It's really auspicious person who has the appearance of heaven." After thinking for a while, he asked, "So do you know the identity of the woman in red?"

Chu Fei shook his head, but there was a speculation in his heart. When Zhao Wenju saw Chu Fei shook his head, he was a little disappointed, "It's a pity. If she could invite her to come forward, Yun Potian would never dare to make things difficult for Brother Chu."

Chu Fei didn't take this matter seriously. After all, no matter how strong others are, they will be protected by others. Only when you become stronger can you protect the people you want to protect!

Of course, Chu Fei did not say this to Zhao Wenju, but he was thinking that he would lead Brother Zhao into the path of soul refining when Yun Potian understood. He thought so in his heart, but asked, "By the way, have you been to see Wang Fu? What did he say?"

"Oh, don't mention it." When Zhao Wenju saw Chu Fei mention this, he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance, "I've been waiting for him for a day, and I haven't even seen a figure."

Seeing Zhao Wenju’s dejected look, Chu Fei said comfortingly, "Forget it, I didn’t have any hope for him. Everything depends on ourselves. There are still twelve days left, so don’t worry too much."

Seeing Chu Fei's relaxed look, Zhao Wenju couldn't help but smile and said, "I admire you Brother Chu the most. Your mentality is really good."

Chu Fei laughed and started to fetch water to take care of the soul medicine. While taking care of the soul medicine, he looked at the medicine field he managed. His eyes kept sweeping through the medicine field, as if searching for something.

Suddenly, Chu Fei's eyes were attracted by a red soul medicine that was as bright as fire. This soul medicine was about one finger long, and the same body was red. The two leaves were slender and slender, dancing freely with the wind.

"Dragon Blood Grass is rumored to be transformed from the blood of the ancient dragon. It has extraordinary effect and is the main medicine for refining the Soul Gathering Pill!" After searching for information about the Dragon Blood Grass in my mind, Chu Fei's eyes became hot. This Dragon Blood Grass is the key to his impact on the Soul Gathering Realm!

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Three days later

Chu Fei sat cross-legged on the bed, and the soul power in his body was constantly circulating. The red soul power continued to nourish Chu Fei's soul body as Chu Fei's breathing.

"Hu..." After spitting out a turbid air, Chu Fei slowly opened his eyes, and a red light flashed through his eyes. After discovering the dragon blood grass, Chu Fei did not start taking it immediately, but pressed the excitement in his heart and calmed down for three days.

During the three days, Chu Fei and Zhao Wenju took care of the soul medicine together during the day and refined their souls alone at night. After confirming that there were no hidden injuries in his body, he gradually adjusted his body to its peak state.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the ten fifty-year-old dragon blood grass in front of him, Chu Fei licked his lips. After Chu Fei used the Dead Tree Fighting Spring Art to provoke the dragon blood grass, it is now becoming more and more bright and red. Ten dragon blood grasses are arranged in a row and placed on the table, illuminating the entire room into red!

"Success and failure are here!" After patiently responding to the heat in his heart, Chu Fei formed seals with both hands and began to activate the Yellow Stone Sutra to mobilize the soul power in his body. The red soul power instantly covered Chu Fei's body without any hesitation. With the lift of his right hand, a dragon blood grass entered Chu Fei's mouth.

The red soul power boiled directly! Chu Fei began the process of refining the dragon blood grass, and now, it is only ten days before one month!
Chapter completed!