The north wind is tight, and the snow is flying.

Although we were heading south, the snow was not much lighter, and it was cold.

Yan Xiqin was weak and couldn't stand the cold, so He Ping bought her a white jacket at a place called Dihong on the road, and inquired about the chasing soldiers by the way.

Fortunately, I have been on the run for a few months, and the wanted notice has finally not been posted here.

It is now the eighth day of December, and the winter solstice has passed.

"When we arrived at Dihong, we were not far from Annan. Zhuang Hao looked ahead, and was very happy in his heart, the days of fleeing were by no means comfortable.

"I've had enough of this hard life in Tibet. Wang Gengshan sat on the snow and scolded with a smile.

Although the weather is cold, the blood of their martial arts practitioners is vigorous, and this kind of weather is nothing.

For a few months, everyone didn't dare to stop on the road, not even the official road, and most of the time they walked on the remote road.

After such a long time, He Ping finally learned the Tiger Fist completely, and the rest of the martial arts was only familiarity and mastery, as well as the control of the fist intent.

Yan Xiqin is weak, and He usually injects aura into her, so that she can finally survive these months.

If a practitioner helps to inject spiritual energy into the meridians, it will have the same effect as his own practice, and he can also achieve qi refining over time.

"It's the front. Yan Xin looked carefully into the snowy area ahead, and suddenly found an extremely tall tower, which was covered in snow but could still be faintly distinguished.

It is the landmark building of Annam, the Tibetan pagoda.

"I also came to Annam when I was young, and this tower has been standing here for many years. Yan Yan touched his beard and smiled.

"Uncle Yan Chen," Yan Xiqin pursed her lips and said after a while, "Third Uncle, will he accept those of us who have fled now?"

"Miss, rest assured, the third young master came here to work hard in Annan a few years ago, before we left, I heard that he had broken through the late stage of qi refining, and the third young master was very happy when the young lady was young. ”

Yan Xiqin heard Yan Xian's words, although she still wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it in the end, and only leaned in front of He Ping.

These days, He Ping has taken care of her so carefully, and she is the age of a girl's affection, and she secretly promised He Pingfang, but she didn't know what scruples He Ping had always seemed to have, and she refused to talk to her about it, she didn't keep quiet, only silently accompanied He Ping.

He Ping has treasures such as fire-repelling beads on his body, even if it is a cold winter, he can't help it, Yan Xiqin can naturally get warmer when he gets close to him.

Annan can be said to be a whole territory, but it can also be said to be a big city.

Even in such a cold and snowy place, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and the endless moat has frozen solidly, and many children take advantage of their parents' unpreparedness to play on the ice, only to be caught by their parents and inevitably fall in a row.

The walls are tall and majestic for miles, and at a glance you can only see snow and mist, but you can't see the borders.

There were hawkers selling at the entrance to the city, and the people were so noisy that they could not really be heard, and the soldiers defending the city were motionless at the gate of the city wearing iron armor, apparently well-disciplined.

This magnificent city is the center of Annam, the city of Annam.

Annan is worthy of being a holy place for loose cultivation, and there are not a few pedestrians here who have broken through Qi refining, accounting for at least one-tenth, and the rest are a quarter of those who have not yet broken through Qi refining, but are still moving towards this realm, and the rest are people whose qualifications have not reached the first grade and cannot practice.

"I'll get in soon. "Zhuang Hao has obviously been here many times.

The cultivators of Annan are different from Yishui, although they are not very willing to deal with mortals, but there is enough aura in Annan City, most of them choose to live in Annan City, since they all live in the city, they naturally have to come into contact with it from time to time.

He Ping also finally met the Annan horse that Zhao Sheng said.

The Annan horses are the same as those described by Zhao Sheng, but they seem to be few in number, and only a few wealthy practitioners can ride them.

Everything about Annan is so new, including the fact that their language, although common, has some strange tones.

Just when he entered the city, He Ping was stopped.

It was the soldier who was defending the city who stopped him, he looked to be in his forties, and his skin was dark, and He Ping knew that he was also a cultivator when he sensed it.

"The cultivator's entrance fee to the city, a spirit stone. The soldier said coldly.

"Spirit stones?" When He Ping knew about this, he still used spirit stones to arrange the formation on Yishui Mountain, but he didn't really know what the spirit stones were for.

"This big brother, if you don't have a spirit stone, can you replace it with gold and silver?"

The soldier guarding the city frowned and asked, "Isn't your accent a native monk of Annam?"

"Exactly, we are from Yishui. ”

"I see. The soldier defending the city nodded, "I've also heard of Yishui, and the spirit stone is indeed rarely spread in the hands of Sanxiu. ”

"There is a rule in Annan that foreign practitioners can stay in Annan City for seven days as long as they register their identity, but you need to keep in mind that after seven days, you will have to pay a daily accommodation fee for one spirit stone just like others. ”

"At that time, someone will come to collect it, and if you can't hand it over, you will be driven out of the city, after all, the aura in Annan City can't be consumed by cultivators in vain. ”

"If you haven't broken through the refining qi yet, you naturally don't have to hand it over. ”

After He Ping registered, he always entered the city.

Just as soon as he stepped into the city, he immediately found something strange, the concentration of aura in Annan City far exceeded He Ping's imagination, almost almost dense into mist, in this kind of environment, the speed is only afraid that it is terrifyingly fast, He Ping estimates that the limit he can compress here is a few percent more than the previous daily aura limit, and it only takes a short time to compress it.

No wonder there is a fee, in such an aura environment, it is also common sense to collect spirit stones.

However, the most important thing at the moment is to inquire about the news of Yan Mingdu and find Yan Mingdu to confirm what to do next.

In addition, He Ping also had to take advantage of these days to find a way to earn spirit stones, he didn't want to be kicked out of this place because he didn't have spirit stones.

After running around for so long and not even eating a decent meal, the group decided to find a place to eat first and inquire about the news by the way.

However, most of the restaurants here charge spirit stones, and it took a long time to find a small restaurant with one floor, saying that it can also charge money, but it will be more expensive.

Although this restaurant is small, the name is atmospheric, and the dragon and phoenix dance on the rosewood plaque with several gilded characters "Drunken Immortal Building".

Similarly, because this family does not only collect spirit stones, there are also many cultivators who are strapped for food here, and spirit stones are far rarer than silver money.

Although the restaurant is small, it has all kinds of organs.

The boss is also a wonderful person, and he also arranged a stage, and there are troupes performing dramas all day long, and I am happy to see it, and it is common to appreciate some spirit stones, and it doesn't matter if I don't appreciate nature, it's just a fun.

He Ping asked others for news, but they didn't answer, but only pointed to the corner of He Ping.

He Ping looked at it and saw that it was an old man who was dressed sloppily and sloppily.

The old man was so amusemented that there were a few bottles of dried wine on the wooden table in front of him, and he fell asleep with his head tilted against the wall, not knowing whether he was drunk or whatever.

He wears a white hat on his head, and although he is unkempt, his body is clean, and he does not look like those stinky homeless people.

This is what others call a strange person, a "god machine".