At the foot of Hanling mountain, ye Ziheng can't help shivering when a cold wind blows. He feels a chill coming up.
But at the moment when he felt the chill, ye Ziheng felt something was wrong. He was a monk in the real world. How could the resistance become so weak? How could this breeze make him feel cold.
"Brother, it's the place. The fare is 25."
"Oh."
Ye Ziheng looked at the driver, took out his mobile phone and scanned the code. The driver saw it, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Why don't you leave a phone call? I'll pick you up when you come down."
Said the driver.
"No need. Our friends will pick us up."
"Well, then be careful on your own way. I wish you success."
"Well, thank you."
Ye Ziheng and he Xia'an get off the car, without the protection of the car, the gust of cold wind begins to "swish ~" and it makes ye Ziheng shiver.
And he Xiaan felt cold, but it was obviously not as exaggerated as ye Ziheng. He rubbed his arms with his hands, and his face was a little red with cold.
Looking at he Xiaan's appearance, ye Ziheng can't help but show his puzzled eyes.
"You, aren't you cold?"
He Xiaan shrugs.
"It's OK. Although it's a little cold, it's just acceptable."
When ye Ziheng heard this, he felt it was not right. Why did he Xia'an's cultivation of liupinjing feel a little cold, while his cultivation of zhenzhenjing felt frozen?
"Boy, it seems that this mountain is special. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the cold will be. And the colder it will be. I suggest you find a place to make some pills before you go up."
Said the Lord slowly.
Ye Ziheng responds and nods, looking to the side.
There are several small hotels at the foot of the mountain. Although they are not very big, they should be able to live in. You can go in and make some pills.
So ye Ziheng took he Xia'an to a hotel and asked for two rooms under the face of the front desk.
"I want to make pills in my room. If you want to be hungry, you can eat something by yourself. Try not to disturb me in this period of time. We will start immediately after refining pills."
Ye Ziheng looked at he Xiaan and said.
He Xiaan nodded, then went to the room ye Ziheng ordered for her.
Ye Ziheng enters his room and opens the system.
"System, help me find some pills that can resist cold."
After two or three seconds.
"The system has found the Dan Fang according to the current situation of the host."
"Wenyang pill, six kinds of pills, function: resist the wind and cold, effective time: three days."
Ye Ziheng then opened the alchemy, looked at the alchemy, and then waved his hand. The elixir and spirit grass needed for refining the "Warming Yang pill" appeared in Ye Ziheng's hands.
Then ye Ziheng waved, and a group of fire came out of his hands. Without saying anything, ye Ziheng directly put the elixir and lingcao into it. In about 20 minutes, ye Ziheng refined a furnace of "Warming Yang pill", took one out and swallowed it. After a while, he felt that the cold air seeping into the bone marrow gradually dissipated, and a faint smile appeared on his face.