"Then Master have a good rest. Wei Zhi took three hundred and walked out of the cave.

Cheng Huan really turned around and lay back on Wei Zhi's robe, touched his bulging belly that he had just finished eating, and fell asleep.

Outside the cave, Wei Zhi stood for a while, and after hearing Cheng Huan's long breathing, he finally went to find the white angelica spiritual root.

The sunlight came from the cracks in the dead branches of the cave and hit Cheng Huan's face.

It fell into her open, sleepless eyes.

She stood up, walked to the place where Wei Zhi put the elixir at the entrance of the cave, selected a few spirit grasses, and returned to the cave to alchemy.

Cheng Huan's selection speed was extremely fast, thinking that when Fang Cai and Wei Zhi were looking at the spirit grass together, they had already thought about the elixir he was going to refine.

She was now lacking in spiritual power in her body, because she first used a few strong elixirs to grind out the juice and mix it together.

This is a prescription that Cheng Huan saw from a book.

It can help quickly restore thirty percent of the spiritual power, but because the elixir is violent, and it has not been purified to remove some medicinal properties, it will not be as mild as the elixir when it is used.

It's something that some casual cultivators who don't have a family background can only use as a last resort.

Rao is like this, refining medicinal juice also makes Cheng Huan feel a sense of exhaustion that has been hollowed out.

With a pale face, she followed the steps she remembered and mixed the medicine evenly.

After feeling that the potion had been made, Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

She got up and slowly removed her robe, then gritted her teeth and applied the potion to the acupuncture points on her body.

Before she could finish applying it, the tyrannical medicinal properties had already penetrated through her body, continuing to invade the limbs.

The unreasonable medicinal properties were like countless needles pricked on his body, Cheng Huan's body stiffened, and beads of sweat the size of beans started from his forehead and kept coming out.

Cheng Huan gritted his back teeth, took a deep breath, and smeared the rest of the potion.

Her teeth chattered in pain, but her expression was terrifyingly calm.

A pair of eyes are smudged by water vapor, which looks even deeper.

Feeling the streams of spiritual power flowing into the golden pill along the place where the potion was applied, a crazy smile slowly appeared on the corner of Cheng Huan's mouth.

Half a day.

The medicinal properties are completely penetrated.

Cheng Huan stood up from the ground.

There was no blood on her face, only a pair of eyes that were exceptionally bright.

"Late agileness. Cheng Huan measured the spiritual power in his body and let out a sigh: "No way, let's do this for the time being." ”

She hooked her hands, and the clothes on the ground fluttered up and landed on top of her.

Cheng Huan didn't delay, and quickly used the remaining spirit grass to refine some purple-level eight-rank pills to stop bleeding and heal wounds, and then took the Cangming Sword and prepared to go out.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, Cheng Huan turned around and came back, leaned over and picked up Wei Zhi's robe on the ground, and draped it on himself, and then left completely.

She didn't stop after leaving the cave, and headed straight to the southwest.

Come to think of it, everything was planned for a long time.

After walking for about an hour, Cheng Huan's speed slowed down.

It's not winter yet, but the surrounding environment is getting colder and colder.

After a little more incense along the narrow path between the two mountains, the chill has begun to soak a little.

There were some traces of ice and snow on both sides.

It's like walking into another world in a strange way.

Cheng Huan pulled Wei Zhi's robe, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Sure enough, yes.

On her way to escape yesterday, she felt something different here, after all, the cold here is too great.

It's just that because the demonic beasts behind her are chasing after her, she doesn't have a chance to stop and check.

But when Cheng Huan slept last night, he thought about it carefully, and felt that there should be a Northern Plains Snow Monster here.

Legend has it that the Northern Plains Snow Monster is able to turn water into ice, but wherever it lives, even on a hot summer day, it is unusually cold.

The adult Kitahara Snow Monster even has the existence of a catastrophe and ascension to the upper realm.

Even the juvenile Kitahara Snow Monster has the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan.

Cheng Huan involuntarily licked his back teeth, and secretly prayed that the Northern Plains Snow Monster he was looking for would not be an old guy in his infancy.

If it could, Cheng Huan didn't want to cause this kind of trouble, but now this Northern Plains Snow Monster was the only suitable ink crystal that Cheng Huan could find.

Hundreds of steps ahead, the road ahead is gone.

In its place was a huge gully.

Looking down, there is a white expanse.

Cheng Huan used his spiritual power to investigate and found that it was almost forty or fifty meters deep, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

She took out the rope she had woven with the Hundred Wisteria that Wei Zhi had found, found an icicle that could be tied, and wrapped one end of the Hundred Withered Vine around the icicle, and dragged it hard, and after feeling that she could bear her weight, she grabbed the other end of the Hundred Wisteria with her left hand, and held the Cangming Sword in her right hand, and began to climb down without hesitation.

The gully is covered with strangely shaped ice edges.

If you don't pay attention to your hand, it's like being cut with a knife.

Cheng Huan carefully avoided the ice edges that didn't look too easy to mess with.

Seeing that it was almost to the ground, Cheng Huan felt that the hundred withered vines in his hand were loosened, and the icicles on it should be broken.

Her heart was beating empty, and she hurriedly waved her hand to plunge her sword into the ice.

But the ice may have been affected by the Northern Plains Snow Monster, and it was unusually hard.

Cheng Huan didn't use all his strength, and the sword went down and didn't insert it into the ice.

There was a screeching sound between the tip of the sword and the ice.

Cheng Huan estimated the distance from the ground, and worked a raised ice edge, and his body began to jump down from the ice edge.

I saw that the speed of the fall was getting faster and faster.

Rao is Cheng Huan was also a little abrupt, after all, she hadn't really been here, and she didn't know how tall it was below.

But soon Cheng Huan saw the ground.

It's only about two or three meters away.

Cheng Huan chuckled.

Life saved.

But soon, Cheng Huan's smile froze.

She felt the withered vines around her waist suddenly tighten, and the original downward trend suddenly stopped.

Cheng Huan flicked heavily in the air, and then was hung in the air three meters above the ground by a hundred withered vines.

Hanging on the ice edge?

Thinking so, Cheng Huan picked up the Cangming sword and wanted to cut off the withered vines around her waist, but when she turned her head and was about to swing the sword, the whole person was shocked.

Fang Cai jumped down like a madman, and there was not necessarily a little hesitation, Cheng Shaoxia was like seeing a ghost, and he was so panicked that he couldn't even hold the sword.

She looked at Wei Zhi who was standing on the ice edge in embarrassment, holding the other end of the hundred withered vines in one hand, and she was rarely afraid.

Wei Zhi was still wearing a white middle robe, he didn't speak, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

He looked at Cheng Huan condescendingly.

Cheng Huan coughed lowly and pretended to be calm: "Why don't you ...... Will you let me go first?"

Wei Zhi did not answer.

He stared at Cheng Huan expressionlessly, and then put away the withered vines in his hand little by little.

Cheng Huan was like an emotionless thing, and he lifted him up from the bottom of the cliff.

Cheng Huan: "......"