In a trance, Feng Ping woke up.

He was awakened by the cold.

Outside, it snowed at some point, and the howling north wind swept goose feathers into the wooden house.

The door was open, and Orion's body was half inside and half outside.

At this time, half of his body was covered in ice and snow, and he was frozen stiff.

Maybe it was a return to the light, Feng Ping actually endured his physical discomfort and stood up. He knew that if he didn't close the door and didn't find a way to keep warm, the final result would be to freeze to death.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ping walked towards Orion with his groggy head on his head, and he struggled to drag the body in, shutting the wooden door with difficulty.

It's much easier to drag than to resist.

Now, his state can only be dragged!

After closing the door, Feng Ping couldn't bear the cold and sleepiness anymore, and climbed directly onto Orion's bed, regardless of whether he was buried or not, he covered the thick quilt and fell asleep.

Outside, the cold wind howled.

The people of Lai'an County sat on the kang, warmed a pot of wine, boiled a plate of fennel beans, and watched the snow fall outside the house.

Sigh:

"It's snowing heavily in the first month, and it's another difficult winter."

Twist two fennel beans and place them in your mouth and take a sip of warm wine......

When the snow stops, you have to clear the snow.

A heavy snowfall fell from the Qi River to Shuntianfu.

The little monks of Chengxian Hall, the men wore velvet jackets and leather coats, and the women wore mink coats and flower jackets, strolling in the huge courtyard in the posture of dragons and phoenixes among people.

Sometimes he drinks against him, and sometimes he learns from immortals.

The interest is even more sword dancing, fortunately even ah!

For them, the snow is just a beautiful scenery that adds to their interest, but how can they understand the suffering of those who are rushing to make a living under the snow?

Not to mention the poor people who are homeless and freezing to death on the streets?

……

Feng Ping didn't know how long he slept.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and his brain regained some clarity, but his physical condition was still not optimistic.

But he at least survived this catastrophe!

Lifting the thick quilt, Feng Ping sat up.

At this point, he felt extremely thirsty, so he got out of bed and rekindled the extinguished charcoal stove.

He drew a kettle of water from a wooden barrel with a frozen surface and boiled it on a charcoal stove.

At this moment, the body issued an early warning again.

Feng Ping trembled back to the bed, wrapped himself in the bedding that was still warm, and quietly looked at the kettle on the charcoal stove.

One, two, three......

He counted the numbers silently in his mind, and when the kettle began to steam, he walked to the stove again, picked up the copper kettle and drank it directly to his mouth.

With a pot of warm water belly, Feng Ping finally felt that he had come to life.

He sat by the stove and observed his state.

The wind chill has not yet healed, and my head is still a little dizzy.

The injuries on the back are no longer serious, and they will heal after a while.

My stomach was empty, and even if I drank a pot of water, I was still hungry.

Feng Ping glanced around the room, there were some potatoes in the corner, so he picked a few small ones that were easy to cook and threw them into the charcoal oven.

In the process of baking potatoes, he walked to the wooden wall and looked out through the window gap that had been left behind.

It's white!

"It's snowing?"

This thought flashed through Feng Ping's mind in an instant.

"When was it ordered?"

After trying to reminisce, he finally remembered the return of yesterday.

Feng Ping sat back by the stove with a wry smile, and said to himself:

"I'm going to die, I'm so badly injured, and I jumped into the ice river to cultivate, I'm really lucky to survive."

But what can you do if you don't cultivate? The taboo is clearly written: Once you start cultivating this method, you can't stop it halfway!

Wait a minute!

Feng Ping suddenly realized something!

He staggered to the window, looked through the crack in the window, and looked out:

The sun rises in the east, illuminating the snowfields in gold.

"Impossible! I could not have been in a coma for less than an hour! ”

Feng Ping was shocked!

There is no doubt that this is the second day!

He missed the practice of today's Yin!

"Taboo! Taboo! What happens if I break a taboo? Exemption or? ”

Feng Ping switched the spiritual root in the sea of qi to the water spiritual root with apprehension.

The next moment, his body fluff returned.

At the same time, the simulated spirit root in the sea of qi began to go berserk, and there was a feeling that it was about to explode at any time!

Feng Ping raised his hand suddenly, his fingers had turned into dry bones, and a large amount of flesh and blood began to flow backwards, surging towards the position of the sea of qi!

Host danger detected. 】

【Simulation Stop...】

[Self-test start...]

Rumble!

The qi and blood that originally flowed backwards instantly returned to all parts of the body, and in just one breath, the fluff on the surface of the body had disappeared!

"Is this a waste of the water spirit root?"

Feng Ping sat back on the wooden bench in a dejected manner.

Finally, after eight days of practice, it seems that it won't be long before I can learn to become a giant ape, but now it's good, the mimic system stops simulating, doesn't this mean that I have gone mad and lost all my skills?

"Hey!"

He shook his head.

If it's scrapped, it's scrapped.

It is not unacceptable to scrap the simulation of the Ether tribe, and at least eleven others.

Disappointment is disappointment, and life has to go on.

Feng Ping picked out the roasted potatoes with the iron rod that poked the stove, took the ones that did not slip through the head, and began to peel them.

The potatoes were hot and he peeled them quickly.

Just as he was about to stuff the hot baked potatoes into his mouth, the sound of the mimicry system sounded in his ears again.

[Self-test completed.] 】

Negative effects have been exempted.] 】

The next moment, the surface of the sealed flat body grew fluff again, and he felt the water spirit root at the location of the Qi Sea, it was exactly the same as before!

No!

It's different!

The negative effects brought about by the cultivation of "Giant Ape Transformation", that is, the taboos, have been exempted!

"I see! I see! ”

Feng Ping was overjoyed, he stuffed a whole potato into his mouth and chewed it heavily!

"The mimicry system has an exemption function, but it must be violated before the corresponding negative effects can be eliminated!"

In other words, Feng Ping can only be exempted from Taboo Three if he violates Taboo Three!

"Then I violated the words of Taboo Five......"

"Damn! Isn't that as many times as you want? ”

A powerful spell that can be performed countless times!

There is no need to observe the taboo of using it only seven times in a lifetime.

Although it may not be of much use to a high-level cultivator, for a low-level cultivator like Feng Ping who is just refining qi, it is a ridiculously strong technique!

"Earned! If you hadn't died and followed the taboos in the exercises step by step, wouldn't you never know the true utility of the mimic system? ”

Feng Ping originally thought that the exemption was just ineffective, or he switched to other spiritual roots to cover it up.

He never expected that it would be a death!

Break through the taboo to death and force the system to self-check, so that you can truly avoid alienation and cost!

There was a thick pile of snow outside.

There was another body in the room.

Feng Ping happily peeled the potatoes and ate baked potatoes.