Chapter 138: The Whereabouts of the Medicinal Herbs

After hesitating for a moment, he still told his previous experience, and his words and heart were full of bitterness.

"There is a higher realm above the Sage, but many people can't touch it, I was full of confidence and thought that I could become the first breakthrough in one fell swoop, and it was precisely because the thought was too deep that I fell deeper and deeper, and finally ended up in this picture. ”

Everyone didn't say anything, just listened to him quietly, he was already a sage who had reached the pinnacle of his life, and now his strength had greatly retreated, although he was still in the sage cultivation, but he was no longer able to defeat those outsiders who came to attack the Li family as he did thirty years ago.

"Time is not forgiving. ”

"Wait a minute, as long as Zi Xuan can refine the Yuanyang Pill, your dissipated cultivation will all be restored, and you can even reach the peak again, but there is less than a month left, and whether Zi Xuan can find that last herb depends on his own chance. ”

Li Tianxing glanced at Qingfeng, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant, he only knew that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment in the end, just like he did back then.

"If Zixuan hadn't brought the herbs back, he wouldn't have thought about eating what I had made again. Li Yueran looked angry, you must know that she has been a housewife for several people for a long time in Xingyue Villa, but she can't just be so cheap for him, even if it's a godbrother.

"Ahh

Ning Zixuan, who was walking on the road, sneezed unconsciously, he rubbed his nose, tightened his big cotton jacket and frowned: "I can't be cold in my body, no, it doesn't feel like there's anything wrong with it." ”

He didn't think much about continuing to walk towards the far north, as time went by, there were fewer and fewer people, and the climate dropped from minus 20 degrees to about 40 degrees.

"I won't come to the North Pole in the future, it's not so cold here, where is there people living in this place, it's miserable, where to find it." Ning Zixuan thought in fragments as he walked.

Just as he was about to speed up and look farther away to find himself, he found that there seemed to be a little light in the snow, because the light was very faint during the day, maybe only a cultivator like Ning Zixuan could see it clearly.

He rushed over without thinking about it, he hadn't rested for several days, even if he didn't have a clue to find a place to stay.

Before he reached the light, he could see clearly that under the thick snow there was a dilapidated hut, with doors and windows closed.

Ning Zixuan stretched out his divine sense and passed through the wooden door, and began to look at the environment inside like a ghost, whether it was a room or a toilet, there was no one in the empty room.

"Isn't there anyone living here? ”

Retracting his divine sense, he cautiously pushed open the door, as if he was a thief, and walked in step by step on tiptoe, and only exhaled a big breath after finding a stool and sitting down.

"Just sit down first, ah~ I'm so sleepy. ”

He stretched his waist, and the comfortable feeling of the crackling bones in his whole body made him can't help but make a sound, and afterwards he actually felt that the voice just now was a little obscene, and he thought about it and fell asleep on the stool unconsciously.

I don't know how long it has been, Ning Zixuan felt that there seemed to be some movement outside, he opened his eyes suddenly, and through the crack in the door, it turned out to be a thin old man, carrying a snow-white animal on his back, I don't know what it is.

"Oh no, we have to find a place to hide first!"

He looked left and right, and finally locked on to the target: the latrine!

I didn't think about it and filled it in, just after entering it, he felt that his wise move was completely digging his own grave, this toilet really stinked out of his new understanding of the toilet, but now the old man has arrived at the door, it is impossible to find a new place to go out again, so he can only hold his breath and be a ninja.

The thin old man walked in, his eyes turned around and looked at his room, and his originally dry old face became more and more wrinkled: "Who is in my house, come out for me!"

Ning Zixuan was stunned, me, it's still a Huaxia old man who speaks Huaxia!

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Zixuan still walked out, the first point was because the toilet was really stinky, and he couldn't resist it at all. The second point is because this old man is also Chinese, so he shouldn't have any trouble with him, and the third point... There is no third point.

"Hello uncle, hehe. I saw him cover his nose and walk out with a stupid smile.

Hearing the same language as himself, the thin old man's brows relaxed, but he was still alert, and asked Ning Zixuan, who was smirking, "Are you from Huaxia?"

"Yes. ”

"Why are you in my house, what are you doing in this north?"

"I came to find something to save people, because I hid for days without rest, and I happened to pass by and came in to have a look, and I thought it was an empty house with no one and the door was not locked, so I came in. Ning Zixuan replied truthfully, it is definitely not easy for an old man to survive in this snowy mountain, and it is not a secret.

"Looking for something, saving people, looking for something, saving someone?"

The thin old man asked whatever he heard like a curious baby, but Ning Zixuan answered all this question, just shook his head and said: "I can't tell you who to save, but I can tell you what I am looking for, it is called Ice Crystal Pandan Aoi, it is a medicinal herb, I don't know if the uncle has heard of it?"

The thin old man fell into deep thought, and then spoke again: "What do you want the ice crystal pandan sunflower for?"

Ning Zixuan had to turn his face when he heard that no matter how good his temper was, but looking at the appearance of this old man, he seemed to know the herb Ice Crystal Pandan Orchid, and all the people who loved to answer replied: "Save people..."

"Oh, you just said that!"

Ning Zixuan couldn't bear it anymore and yelled directly at the old man: "You also know that I said it, then you still ask a chicken leg!"

"Not to mention, I still love chicken thighs. ”

Then the thin old man sat down on his own, and then put aside the white thing on his back, and then made a fire, and finally plucked out the white fluffy hair, and the whole process was very skillful, and in a short time the thing was hung up and roasted.

After everything was done, he clapped his hands and sat back on the stool: "I know where the ice crystal pandan sunflower is, but that place is very dangerous, and it is on the top of the mountain, the altitude is high, and the temperature is about minus eighty to one hundred degrees, I don't think you can think about it." ”

"Where is it?" Hearing the news that there was really an ice crystal pandan sunflower, Ning Zixuan's face was excited, and after looking for so long, he finally had an eyebrow!

"I said, you can't get it, go back. ”

"You don't think I can get up to the top of that mountain?"

The thin old man originally turned his head to barbecue when he heard this, and then turned back: "I know that you are also a cultivator, although I can't tell what kind of Dao you are cultivating, but my feeling tells me that it is not an evil sect crooked way, so I told you that the Ice Crystal Pandan Aoi does exist." ”

"If you really want to go, I can tell you clearly, but do you think that I, an old man in the Sage Realm, can't survive to climb to the top, do you think you can? Think about it carefully, saving people is important, but because of this, you won't lose yourself by taking advantage of yourself. ”

Ning Zixuan was shocked, this old man turned out to be a sage cultivator?! But in an instant, he was relieved, it was really impossible to take it down without some strength in this kind of place, but this sage couldn't bear minus one hundred degrees? Funny, right?

Although he was puzzled, he didn't bring it up, just nodded silently, wanting to hear him continue.

"Hey, you don't realize the danger here?"

"No, minus 100 degrees will not affect me at all, if this makes it difficult for you, a sage martial artist, to move an inch, then you are afraid that you are a fake sage. ”

"You... Hey, just go, don't blame me for not reminding you, anyway, it has nothing to do with me. ”

The thin old man pointed his finger in one direction, only to see that his fingers were golden and generous, and then turned into the phantom of a small bird, signaling Ning Zixuan to follow it, and before leaving, he asked him if he wanted to finish eating before leaving, and the thing that didn't know what it was was about to be cooked.

Although he was greedy, it was up to him whether Sister Yueran's grandfather could survive or not, so he simply didn't delay any longer, and followed the phantom out of the cabin.

The thin old man looked at the wooden door that had just been closed and shook his head: "I admire that a stinky boy has such courage, but it's a pity." ”

With one mouth, he bit down into the freshly baked thing, and swallowed it without putting any ingredients.

In this snow-white snow-capped mountain, if it weren't for the phantom of the little bird, he would probably have to get lost.

"This thin old man won't be playing with me, it's been two hours and I haven't arrived!" he complained while following closely behind, for fear that he would really lose it.

After another two hours, he finally came to the foot of a steep mountain, which at first glance was at least twice as high as the surroundings, and the shadow of the bird dimmed, and finally dissipated, and he raised his feet again and walked forward.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he carried the majestic aura in his body, and stepped on the ground fiercely with his feet, and the thick snow scattered in all directions, and was blown into the air by the strong wind, and the earth under the snow quickly cracked, and the whole person jumped up and went straight to the sky.

In just a few breaths, he was halfway up the mountain, and his body did not feel the slightest discomfort.

"At this level, the old man can be afraid of being like that, I really don't know if he is a saint or not. ”

But not long after his words fell, his body rushing upwards suddenly stopped two-thirds of the way up the mountainside, not by himself, but by an invisible force, which would catapult away as soon as he made contact.

"Is this why the thin old man can't get up himself?"

After trying a few times to no avail, Ning Zixuan could only lower his body and landed on a piece of snow, and then walked up step by step, walking to the parallel position that could not be climbed, he stretched out his hand and reached over.

"Well, it's over?" he looked at his right hand with a puzzled look on his face.