If cold was an abstract word, then Wen Ping could feel that the chill had lifted the hairs on his arms, and goosebumps had raised his arms. In addition to the chill, Wen Ping also noticed the unusual windows around him.

Airless.

There was no frame, just a board in it, as if I was afraid that a little wind would enter the house.

Wow -

The door opened.

Yang Zongxian opened the door, wearing a heavy cotton jacket to greet everyone, after a warm greeting, Wen Ping glanced at the secret room in the room, Yang Zongxian asked with a smile: "Sect Master Wen, do you want to come in and have a look?"

"What is this?"

"This is the place where the immortal breeze robe is made, everyone knows that silver silk is good, but they don't know that silver silk is made of special materials, and it can only maintain plasticity in cold conditions, so this is a specially created cold room. ”

"Good work. ”

Wen Ping walked into the house, Huaikong and the others also walked in, and when Yang Zongxian closed the door, the door of the hut in the house slowly opened.

A silvery white glow spilled out.

In front of me, except for the workers who were working in black cotton jackets, no matter where they were, they were all silver and white.

However, when this cold came, it had no effect on Wen Ping and them, and it couldn't force the body refining cultivator to wear a cotton jacket after all. Wen Ping directly expelled the chill from his body.

Yang Zongxian glanced Wen Ping up and down a few times, and was quite satisfied with the immortal breeze robe he had made, and when he wore it on Wen Ping, it made him even more satisfied, and asked, "Sect Master Wen, you put it on so early?"

"Well, try on new clothes. ”

"Sect Master Wen, in fact, yesterday's piece was just a sample, not a finished product. Come with me, the real finished product is here!"

Yang Zongxian walked forward for a distance, pointing to the clothes hanging in the middle of this mezzanine hut, and a smug look appeared on his face.

He seems to be proud of creating this dress.

Wen Ping didn't think he was like a businessman, but like a craftsman, with a special ingenuity.

This is the only type of person who will be full of feelings for their works.

Wen Ping walked over slowly and touched its sleeve, and the coolness, softness, and lightness were intuitively transmitted to Wen Ping's mind through the sense of touch. In addition, the feeling of the finished product is more mature than the sample worn by Wen Ping.

The embroidered pattern of silver silk has the majesty of armor, and it also has the softness of the breeze, and the trouser legs. What is surprising is the cuffs and the two light gauze ribbons hanging down behind them, they are actually gradient colors, from white to light cyan and finish, giving people a feeling of fresh breeze into the mountain forest.

Yang Zongxian then spoke, "Sect Master Wen, we can finish them all tomorrow. 20 sets, no more, no less. ”

"Thank you. ”

Wen Ping withdrew his fond gaze.

"Sect Master Wen, why don't you just wear this one, it's a sample, why don't you wait for us to finish it and then send it up the mountain?"

Wen Ping looked down at his clothes, which were indeed a little less elegant than the clothes on the wall, but they were not comparable to the immortal breeze robe hanging on the wall now, "No need, I'll just wear it first." ”

Yang Zongxian nodded, and continued to take Wen Ping to visit this small workshop......

......

Lu Yue, a former outer disciple of the Immortal Sect.

After leaving the Immortal Sect, she and her companions were actually not having a good time. A person like her who has poor qualifications and is getting older, even if she re-enters a two-star sect, a three-star sect is the same.

No one takes it seriously.

Nobody cares.

There is no other way than self-cultivation and expecting miracles.

At this time, when she was just about to step into the market through the trading house, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and said to her companion beside her: "Ah Ye, I seem to have seen Wen Ping just now, he ......"

Ah Ye on the side patted her on the back, as if he wanted her to withdraw her gaze and conjecture, and then said, "Okay, how could Wen Ping appear here? ”

"He's here, I heard a few days ago that he started accepting disciples. ”

"Really?"

"That's right. Shall we go see him?"

"Forget it, we left the Immortal Sect to join the Backing Mountain Sect, it is estimated that it has already broken his heart, and it is embarrassing to say goodbye, so it is better not to see. After Ah Ye finished speaking, his hand subconsciously touched his arms, "Our top priority is to send this thing over, and then leave Cangwu City immediately." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Lu Yue nodded.

......

When Wen Ping walked out of the cold room workshop on the second floor, a woman hurriedly walked over, her face was a little pale and her breathing was very short. But she was richly dressed, and was as beautiful as most noble ladies.

Half-aged, the charm is still there.

After she saw Yang Zongxian, she stopped talking, and then glanced at the person beside Yang Zongxian.

"Sect Master Wen. ”

"Brother Huaikong. ”

"Brother Yu. ”

Huaikong responded, "Sister-in-law, why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's okay, I'm looking for something with Zongxian. After that, the woman walked up to Yang Zongxian and helped take off her padded jacket, and whispered something, "Xianggong, I have something to tell you, there is a 'letter' from home." ”

When he heard this, Yang Zongxian's cheeks moved slightly, he turned his head and looked at his wife in deep thought, then lowered his head again, and immediately ordered his subordinates to take Wen Ping to the lounge, and he followed his wife.

When he heard about the family affairs from his wife, Yang Zongxian couldn't help but think of Wen Ping.

He let go of the spy for three years, and he took the initiative to jump out, not because of Wen Ping, then he couldn't think of anyone else because of it.

The last time Wen Ping made Rong Lao lose face, and now half of Cangwu City is spreading this matter, saying that Rong Lao has no medical ethics and medical skills are deceitful. I heard that Rong Lao was angry and fainted three times yesterday.

In addition, Hua Liao, the master of the law enforcement hall, suffered a loss, and he will inevitably retaliate.

After taking the note from his wife's hand, Yang Zongxian nodded, and then directly kneaded it into a ball and crushed it directly in his hand.

When Wen Ping sat in the lounge and hadn't taken a few sips of tea, Yang Zongxian pushed the door in, and his expression didn't change much when he entered the room. After all, it is an old fritter in the shopping mall, and a facial expression can still be controlled.

After entering the room and saying a few words, Chong Wen Ping said: "Sect Master Wen, I have already asked someone to prepare for the sealing of the flowing horse, you sit here for a while, and I will personally take the golden ticket." ”

When Wen Ping heard this, he didn't focus on the golden ticket.

Because Yang Zongxian's words are too strange.

Why did the good guy suddenly help him prepare a horse, and it was an express sealed horse?

When Yang Zongxian was about to leave, Wen Ping raised his hand and shouted, "Patriarch Yang, is something wrong?"

"It's a trivial thing that doesn't matter. ”

"Patriarch Yang, if there is really something, it seems that hiding it from me only has disadvantages and no benefits, right?"

Wen Ping looked at Yang Zongxian, and then looked at each other.