The cave is formed by the cracking of the mountain, so it is very tortuous, he avoids along the cave, walks more than ten zhang inside, and after a few turns, he finds a platform. The platform no longer felt the cold mountain breeze outside. At the same time, the light that penetrated through the cracks overhead made it not dark.

Xiao Ziyang was very satisfied and planned to settle here.

He cut down some trees and made two simple wooden walls in front of and behind the cave in case a wild beast broke into it while he was sleeping. And he made a heap of shaved branches and some hay, and spread a few hides on them, and a great bed was made.

Xiao Ziyang lit a large bonfire in the center of the cave, and a triangular wooden shelf was propped up above the bonfire, and the hanging pot was hung on the bonfire.

When it was getting dark, a cave dwelling in the mountains had been remediated by him.

Trekking through the mountains, the bitter cold wind, and the howling of all kinds of wild beasts made him unable to get a good night's sleep for five days in a row.

Xiao Ziyang fell asleep almost at the same time as he lay down.

Early the next morning, Xiao Ziyang woke up from his dream, stretched his waist, and only felt refreshed.

The campfire had been extinguished, leaving only a patch of ash and a few roots still smearing with green smoke from the periphery of the campfire. It's a bit cold in the cave. But these cold colds were not a problem for him.

Xiao Ziyang has not been afraid of cold since he was a child. In winter, he often carried his parents on his back, took off his burdensome winter clothes, and ran around the village. For this reason, he was never willing to beat his mother, and beat him with tears in his eyes.

He took a deep breath of the cold air to sharpen his mind, and suddenly he looked around strangely, feeling that the cave was not the same as it had been yesterday, but there was no difference.

After a while, he realized that the cave was much brighter than yesterday.

Xiao Ziyang hurriedly moved the wooden pole of the top door, opened the ugly but sturdy wooden door tied with tree branches, and ran out of the cave.

The snow was falling one after another, and there was already an inch of snow on the ground, and the entire mountain and river had been dyed white.

Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but be a little afraid, his luck was really good, he had already settled down yesterday, otherwise, trekking in this snowy mountain would also be a fatal thing for him.

Originally, he had already thought about it yesterday, and he went out to hunt early this morning, and only when he had meat could he make medicinal food and practice "Purple Jade Smoke".

Seeing the heavy snowfall, he had no choice but to give up this plan, and to go hunting in such weather was just asking for trouble.

When he went up the mountain, he carried a lot of dried meat, which could make do for two days.

Xiao Ziyang turned around and walked into the cave, took the hanging pot from the extinguished bonfire, turned around and walked out of the cave again. When he looked around yesterday, he found that thirty zhang away on one side of the cave, there was a mountain spring, and there was a pond with a square circle. The water in the pond is crystal clear.

Xiao Ziyang came to the mountain spring, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the water. He gently smashed the ice, and a faint layer of water vapor suddenly floated over the pond.

When the spring water gushes out of the ground, the temperature is always constant, so people often feel that the mountain spring water is cold to the bone in summer, and warm their hands in winter.

Xiao Ziyang scooped a hanging pot of water, carried it back to the cave, tied the hanging pot to the triangular wooden frame, and lit the bonfire again.

The bonfire burned so vigorously that a few thin sheets of ice in the hanging pot melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long for the water to boil.

Xiao Ziyang first poured a pair of Chinese medicine into the pot and slowly boiled. An hour later, the fragrance of medicine filled the cave, and the medicinal soup in the hanging pot was already thick, and he poured two packets of dried meat and a small packet of dried vegetables into the pot.

After another half an hour, the strange smell of meat mixed with medicinal incense had filled the entire cave. He removed the hanging pot from the tripod, set it aside, and held it steady with a stone.

Xiao Ziyang folded a pair of chopsticks with a branch, fished out a piece of meat from the pot, put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly twice, and a strange taste of salty and bitter spread in his mouth, "Bah, bah......" He hurriedly spit out the meat. It tastes so ......

The dried meat he used to cook the soup was bacon that the mountain people had cured with salt and smoked. The salt taste is extremely strong, and after mixing with the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine and various strange smells, it is impossible to eat at all.

Xiao Ziyang looked at the pot full of medicinal soup in front of him, and his purple-black face couldn't help but wrinkle.

On that day, Xiao Zi asked the inn to help make the medicinal mutton in Yangshuo Ancheng, the medicinal taste was not strong, although it was unpalatable, but it could barely be swallowed. Today, he ate the medicinal soup he made by himself, and immediately knew that most of the Chinese medicine he handed over to the inn that day had been poured out, and only a little was put in the mutton.

Xiao Ziyang looked at a pot of broth and hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't bear to pour it out. He thought that he had always heard people say that when people are extremely hungry, they can swallow even the most unpalatable things, and it seems that they can only try to see if this is true......

He sighed, cleared a large flat ground beside the bed made of branches and hay, took off all the clothes on his body, and began to cultivate according to "Purple Jade Smoke".

With his movements, the sour, itchy, well, and painful sensations in the muscles and bones all over his body tormented him again and again, and with these sour and itchy feelings, his body seemed to be ignited, and the heat in his body quickly dissipated, but in a moment, he was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, he had already had experience and had taken off his clothes, otherwise his winter coat would have been soaked with his sweat.

After completing the action, Xiao Ziyang had a feeling of collapse, a slight tremor in his stomach and intestines, and a strong sense of hunger gushed out.

Xiao Ziyang hurriedly wiped away the sweat on his body, put on a piece of animal skin, and couldn't wait to squat next to the hanging pot, scoop up a large piece of bacon and stuff it into his mouth.

The strange bacon that was even more difficult to swallow just now doesn't seem to be so unpalatable. He took a bite and couldn't wait to gobble it up.

The broth in the hanging pot descends towards the pot at a speed visible to the naked eye. It wasn't until the whole pot of broth was nearly a quarter less than a quarter that he stopped contentedly.

There was goose feather snow outside the cave, and although the cold wind could not blow in the cave, it was not warmer than the outside in this windy place.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang was only wearing an animal skin. If it were an ordinary person, at this temperature, I am afraid that he would have frozen half to death. Xiao Ziyang didn't feel cold. Not only was it not cold, but it felt very hot, and his forehead was sweating.

In his stomach and intestines, streams of heat were radiating towards his whole body, and with this stream of heat, all parts of his body actually produced the kind of sour, tingling, itching, and painful sensation that he had experienced in the cultivation just now. It's just that this time the feeling is much lighter.