Li Jinzhi stared straight at the ice mirror. His expression changed from shock to sluggishness, and finally returned to calmness.

A very handsome man was reflected in the ice mirror. He had a tall figure and a jade-like face. His indifferent black eyes were scrutinizing as he stared straight at himself in the mirror.

He knew that he couldn't pin his hopes on a man changing eighteen times between childhood and adolescence. If he looked like that when he was young, how could he have sharp eyebrows and eagle eyes when he grew up?!

The man in the mirror looked very handsome at first glance, but could his peach blossom eyes be exchanged with Ye Cheng's eyes?

His tall nose was handsome enough, but not fierce enough. His thin lips were cool and sexy, but why was the color so ambiguous? Were you sure you didn't make the wrong color?

Author, did you think of this face when you were portraying the male lead?!

Or was the author's girlfriend involved in the design of the male lead's appearance?

Li Jinzhi pursed his lips and squinted his long and elegant eyes. He took a deep breath and comforted himself. A man shouldn't be so picky. He should be thankful that he didn't have a silky face.

Besides, handsome men were the mainstream of today's society. He wouldn't envy Ye Cheng's sharp eyebrows and eagle eyes!

His face was too annoying. Li Jinzhi decisively put it aside and pulled open his lapel to take a closer look at the ice mirror. The place where the jade pendant was originally hung was now empty. On the jade white chest, an inch above the nipple, there was an additional pattern. The silvery white Ice Phoenix raised its neck and seemed to be crying loudly. Its two wings were angrily spread out, and the six narrow and long feathers formed an attractive arc in the groove of the collarbone.

It looked like a golden finger, but there was a silver phoenix tattoo on the man's body. Whether looking at it horizontally or vertically, Li Jinzhi felt awkward.

Just as he was about to pull up his lapel to block the totem, Li Jinzhi found that his robe had shrunk by a lot. Because of the previous encounter, it was still a little damaged. He took out the spare clothes from the storage bag, but found that it had also become a three-quarter sleeve. His consciousness swept around the storage bag, but found an icy white robe in the corner.

He took it out and compared it. It seemed to be the right size. Li Jinzhi pursed his lips and a trace of struggle flashed through his black eyes. This robe was Ye Cheng's.

He carefully took the Little Dragon out of the robe sleeve. The other party was still in a deep sleep. Only when he got closer could he see that the other's thin eyelids were trembling, as if he had fallen into some kind of dream.

Li Jinzhi carefully touched the dragon's tail with his fingers. He couldn't wear it now anyway, so he could buy a few black ones for him when he went out.

In any case, Ye Yu had been living and eating together with him since a long time ago, so Ye Yu probably wouldn't mind.

Clothes clothes are...................................................................... to...

Clothes make the man, and the saddle makes the man. The man in the mirror was even more handsome.

Li Jinzhi felt that he shouldn't stay here for too long. Under the calm surface, there might be danger lurking everywhere. He put away the ice mirror and carefully put the dragon into his robe sleeve. But then he thought, this was a wide-sleeved robe. What if he moved too violently and threw the dragon out?

Hold it in his hand?

It was very inconvenient. He looked around and decided that it was best to keep it in his robe. The ancient people kept silver notes and other valuables in their robes. There must be a reason. At least it was safe and wouldn't be easy to lose.

Li Jinzhi put the Little Dragon and the storage bag into his robe. He looked around and then shot toward the iceberg at the bottom of the sea.

The water temperature at the bottom of the sea was bone-chilling. Just when he stopped for a moment, the ice attribute spiritual energy crazily squeezed into his body, causing the spiritual energy in his dantian to almost overflow. This situation was very strange.

It should be known that low temperature and ice attribute spiritual energy were not the same. Ice attribute spiritual energy might not exist in ice. The temperature of the ordinary seabed was also very low, but it might not be full of ice attribute spiritual energy. It could also be a mixture of various kinds of spiritual energy.

However, this sea area was full of ice attribute spiritual energy. There was no other spiritual energy. It seemed that the low temperature was completely caused by ice attribute spiritual energy. This was too strange.

There were too many secrets at the bottom of the sea. He was not a person who overestimated himself. Even if he was the male protagonist, he had to have enough strength to face danger. What's more, Ye Cheng had not woken up and he was only at the level of Qi Refining.

He couldn't guess what kind of danger he would encounter next, but he could only be prepared if he had enough strength.

The ice attribute spiritual energy here was five or six times more than the outside world. The right way to go was to seize the time to cultivate.

Li Jinzhi's mind was full of thoughts. He had already flown to the foot of the ice mountain. He looked around and found a hidden mountain stream. He condensed a cylindrical icicle with his right hand and threw it into the mountain with one hand. He closed his eyes and concentrated. After a long time, he opened his eyes. With a flash of light, he had already appeared in the middle of the mountain.

The stone room was carved out by him with spiritual energy. It was five feet square and there was no exit.

Although the place was a little small, Li Jinzhi had soaked in the water for half a day. This kind of place was the most secure.

The dry and narrow stone room made his tense nerves relax. Li Jinzhi put the warm yellow illuminating pearl on the ground and heaved a sigh of relief. After taking out the Little Dragon and placing it on the pouch-shaped storage bag, Li Jinzhi crumpled the original three-quarter sleeve robe into a ball and threw it on the ground. Then, he sat cross-legged.

Li Jinzhi didn't immediately cultivate after closing his eyes. Instead, he reviewed everything he had experienced after entering the arcane realm and thought about the details that he had missed. Then, he slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi and opened his eyes. His black eyes were unusually cold.

He would pay back everything that Moksha had given him and Ye Cheng in double. Previously, he wanted to avoid the dispute between the immortals and the devils, but he wasn't the kind of person who would submit to humiliation. It wasn't his style to do nothing after being bullied by others.

With his current ability, it was still too early to talk about this. He longed for power and really needed to have power. No matter who created the Ice Phoenix Technique, whether someone could cultivate it to the highest level, or whether he would be a human or a demon after cultivating it to the highest level, he had no room to worry about. He could only stake everything on this one throw.

Ever since he came to this world, the road in front of him had always been a one-way road.

According to the cultivation steps of the first volume of the Ice Phoenix Technique, Li Jinzhi's hands formed a seal. A large pool of icy white liquid appeared in front of him. Large clouds of mist drifted in the air, and the air was frozen and distorted. This was the purest spiritual energy in Li Jinzhi's dantian. It was also the foundation for him to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even when he fought against Moksha, the Golden Elixir, he didn't use this ice liquid. This was because the so-called Qi Refining stage was the accumulation of this Qi.

Now, Li Jinzhi, who was at the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining, only needed to polish and condense this Qi into ice beads to enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

But at this moment, he forced all this liquid out of his body. His cultivation level plummeted to the first level of Qi Refining, as if he was a cultivator who had just entered the Dao. His face was extremely pale.

And he was willing to pay such a price only because the Bone Forging stage required this extremely pure spiritual liquid to transform the bones. Sacrificial refining of the Demon Core also required an empty dantian.

The icy white liquid suddenly burst, divided into hundreds of strands floating in the air. After a pause, they entered Li Jinzhi's bones one after another.

With a muffled groan, Li Jinzhi's already somewhat gray face became even more bleak. He forced himself to support his body, and manipulated the pure ice spiritual energy to slowly seep into his bones and integrate into the marrow. After taking this step, there was no turning back.

The originally brown cave walls were gradually covered by a white frost. The passage of time couldn't be felt in the silent stone room. After an unknown amount of time, the man covered in white frost finally opened his eyes. Li Jinzhi exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and stopped practicing.

If one looked inside his body, they would find that his bones, which were originally no different from those of ordinary people, had become ice white. The color was light, and the blood was thin.

As he moved his body, the white frost on his skin slowly melted. Li Jinzhi touched his skin. Although it was warm to the touch, the longer he left it, the deeper the chill he felt.

The main bones in his body had been completely transformed by him. As for the other bones, he needed to accumulate spiritual energy again, and then force out the spiritual liquid to refine them.

The transformed bones were comparable to high-grade magic tools. Not only were they incomparably hard, but they could also store spiritual energy in the marrow. Li Jinzhi said that he didn't have to worry about spiritual energy exhaustion anymore.

However, the sacrificial refining process was unbearable. It felt as if all the bones in one's body were taken apart and frozen separately in a freezer, and then polished and transformed one by one.

Li Jinzhi rested for a moment, then sat up straight and planned to continue cultivating. However, his sharp eyes noticed that the Little Dragon on the storage pouch moved a little. It closed its eyes and rubbed its ears with its hind claws a few times. Its mung bean eyes slowly opened, and its pitch-black pupils were full of confusion.

Li Jinzhi was startled. He hurriedly reached out and held the little dragon in his palm. He probed, "Ye Cheng?"

"Squeak?" Mung Bean's eyes were full of confusion.

"No?" He was disappointed. It seemed that the little dragon really didn't have the memory of Ye Cheng.

"Squeak squeak?" Mung Bean's eyes were even more confused.

Hearing the other party's firm denial, Li Jinzhi frowned deeply. His heart couldn't help but beat like a drum. He was just guessing before. If the little dragon wasn't Ye Cheng, then where did the real Ye Cheng go?

He sighed and reached out to touch the other party's little head. He put it back on the storage pouch, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Then where did he go?" After saying that, he paused and curved his lips slightly. "If you're not him, then there's no need for me to bring you along. I still need to cultivate in seclusion here for a few years, so you can leave on your own."

After saying that, he pretended to cultivate and stopped talking. In fact, he secretly released his divine sense outside his body to carefully observe the Little Dragon's movements.

The Little Dragon's entire body stiffened. A trace of panic and struggle flashed through its pitch-black eyes.

Then, it moaned and curled up into a ball. It hugged its head with its two chubby front paws and rolled on the ground.

It really looked like it couldn't bear the burden and was in extreme pain. Li Jinzhi forcibly suppressed the urge to reach out and touch it. He continued to watch.

The little dragon rolled on the ground for a long time, but that person didn't show the slightest bit of pity.

The rolling movement hesitated for a moment, then rolled twice hesitantly. The Little Dragon sat up with one paw supporting its forehead. "Oh, where am I?"