At the foot of Hanling mountain, he has not yet gone up. A cold wind blows, and ye Ziheng can't help but shiver. He feels a little cold coming up.

At the moment when he felt the chill, ye Ziheng felt something was wrong. He was also a monk in the real world. How could his resistance become so weak? How could this small wind make him feel cold.

"Brother, here we are. The fare is 25."

"Oh."

Ye Ziheng looked at the driver, took out his mobile phone and scanned a code. The driver saw this and showed a smile on his face.

"Why don't you leave a phone call? I can pick you up when you come down."

Said the driver.

"No, our friends will come to pick us up."

"Well, be careful on your way. I wish you success."

"Well, thank you."

Ye Ziheng and he Xiaan got out of the car. Without the protection of the car, bursts of cold wind began to "whoosh ~" blowing over, making ye Ziheng shiver.

Although he Xiaan also felt cold, it was obviously not as exaggerated as ye Ziheng. He just rubbed his arm with his hand, and his face was a little red with cold.

Looking at he Xia'an's appearance, ye Ziheng can't help but show his puzzled eyes.

"Are you not cold?"

He Xia'an shrugged.

"It's OK. It's a little cold, but it's just acceptable."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he felt it was not right. Why did he Xia'an's cultivation of the six level realm feel a little cold, while his cultivation of the real world felt that he was almost frozen?

"Boy, it seems that this mountain is special. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the cold will be. Moreover, the higher you go up, the colder it may be. I suggest you find a place to refine some pills before you go up."

The devil said slowly.

Ye Ziheng responded and nodded and looked to the side.

There are several small hotels at the foot of the mountain. Although they are not very big, they should also be able to live in. You can go inside and refine some pills.

So ye Ziheng took he Xia'an to a hotel and asked for two rooms under the expression of the front desk.

"I'm going to make pills in my room. If you're hungry, you should eat something by yourself. Try not to disturb me during this period. After refining the pills, we'll set out immediately."

Ye Ziheng looked at he Xia'an and said.

He Xia'an nodded and then went to the room reserved for her by Ye Ziheng.

And ye Ziheng also went into his room and opened the system.

"System, help me find some pills that can resist cold."

After two or three seconds.

"The system has found the elixir according to the current situation of the host."

"Wenyang pill, six grade pills, function: to resist wind and cold, effective time: three days."

Ye Ziheng then opened the alchemy prescription, took a look at the pill, and then waved his hand. The miraculous medicine and spirit grass needed for refining "Wenyang pill" appeared in ye Ziheng's hands.

Then ye Ziheng waved his hand, and a group of reading fire ran out of his hand. Without saying a word, ye Ziheng directly put the miraculous medicine and the spirit grass into it. In a short time of about 20 minutes, ye Ziheng refined a furnace of "Wenyang pill", took out one and swallowed it. After a while, he felt that the cold air penetrating into the bone marrow gradually dissipated, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

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