About an hour later, in the closed secret room, long Bufan looked at the fire red cocoon ball suspended above. There was no sudden emergency. After determining that there was really no room for him to intervene, he finally took back his eyes and muttered to himself: "next, it''s time to do his own thing."


    Long Bufan takes a deep breath. Cultivation is important, but long Bufan thinks he is not a martial artist such as an ascetic monk. He likes to enjoy life and improve in cultivation. Only in this way can he have fun.


    Therefore, it is to see that the dragon takes out a thick soft cattail cushion from the storage bag, and then adjusts a comfortable position to sit on the side of the knee. In front of it, it also displays chicken and duck fish wine, and all kinds of glittering and translucent fruits.


    It can be said that as long as it is daily necessities, there is everything in his storage bag.


    There is food. Naturally, long Bufan won''t forget the little white outside the secret room. After calling it in with the voice of his soul, one person and one beast unfolded a picture of wind and clouds and wolfing down in the wide secret room.


    After a while, Xiaobai, who had enough to eat and drink, stroked the round belly with his mink claws, looked up at the slowly rotating fire red cocoon and asked curiously, "boss, when can sister Fire Phoenix be resurrected?"


    In the absence of outsiders, long Bufan dug his nostrils without image, and then had great fun. He rubbed the nasal excrement in his hand into a small black pill, bent his fingers and popped out, shook his head and said, "I don''t know, it just said it might take a long time."


    He shrugged and said, "as long as it doesn''t take more than three months."


    Smell speech, what did Xiaobai think of just now? Three months later, isn''t it the hundred wars that the boss will participate in?


    If the fire phoenix Resurrection time exceeds the registration time, won''t the boss be unable to compete?!


    With the same soul, long Bufan obviously saw what Xiaobai was thinking, reached out and touched Xiaobai''s head. He smiled indifferently and said, "it''s okay, it''s just a game. At present, the most important thing is that ah Huo can be reborn smoothly."


    Xiaobai''s eyelids drooped slightly. Although what long Bufan said doesn''t matter, Xiaobai actually knows that this is the hundred cases that the boss has been looking forward to for two years. If you miss the 20-year shengbi, you will be lost.


    However, now the fire phoenix needs to protect the Dharma. Long Bufan and Xiaobai will not leave their partners quietly. They can only listen to fate. Everything has a definite number.


    Then, long Bufan''s spiritual knowledge moved, looked inside at Lei Ling as thin as spider silk in his heart, and said with emotion: "Lei Ling is condensed, but it''s still too small. Just get something to supplement it while you have time now."


    If you want to cultivate Lei Ling, you can only find something with Lei attribute to grow.


    At this point, long Bufan''s spiritual consciousness sank into the storage bag and began to search. He moved out all the pills or miraculous herbs with thunder attribute.


    During this time, the secret room is full of strong Lei vitality. Among them, the most is the purple herb, which was previously obtained in the treasure chest, about hundreds of plants.


    Xiaobai looked at the pile of purple grass strangely and said in surprise: "boss, these herbs are so strange that there should be a small cloud of thunder on the grass tip!"