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This is the seventh day after Lingzhi was in Fengxing Department.

The heavy snow covered the vast land almost overnight.

Ling Zhi had never seen such snow before, even in the extreme north of Xuanzhou, near the Three Kings Hall.

The coldness of the snow is several times higher than that of ordinary snow.

It also made him understand why Wu Ming and others were so serious and worried when they were preparing to welcome the severe winter.

Ling Zhi sat upright in the house, and the blood in his body was flowing. In seven days, his injuries finally improved a little.

Over the past few days, he has been trying to open the space ring. Unfortunately, it can almost be concluded that this space is not attached to the Reincarnation Continent or the outside world.

This space is very likely to be founded by some powerful man himself.

This spatial rule is the spatial rule that the strong man realized.

It is not the same as the world.

Therefore, Ling Zhi cannot use the power of space in this world, unless his power of space is stronger than this person who created the boundless space.

"Is there really a person like the Witch God?" Ling Zhi was confused when he thought of Wu Ming and others' respect for the Witch God.

Those legends about the witch god are too magical and shocking, but Ling Zhi knows that although the legend cannot be believed all, the reason why the legend can be circulated must be a truth that it can be circulated.

For example, when I went out of Hangu Pass and rode a green cow, the following generations were extremely popular. There are all statements about becoming an immortal. Ling Zhi could not tell whether he had become an immortal, but he had confirmed it with his own eyes that he had gone out of Hangu Pass.

At this moment, in the southeast corner of Lingzhi House, there were some pots hanging on a fire, and some medicinal materials were boiling in the pots.

He found it specially from the forest.

There was no way to open the ring and take out the Huntian Furnace. He could only use this most primitive method to make some medicinal soup to nourish the body and speed up the recovery of his injuries.

"Ling Zhi, look, I found a lot of flowers and plants you want!" Wu Ming opened the door and walked in and said happily.

He was covered in snow, and he was holding an animal skin bag in his hand, with a bunch of precious medicinal herbs stuffed inside.

"You ran out to dig with such heavy snow, and you were not afraid of being frozen to death." Ling Zhi said with a smile.

Wu Ming had big problems with his character and personality, and Ling Zhi didn't like it either, but this was caused by the general environment. He did not have the thoughts and ideas to change the witch clan.

Everyone has their own way of living, and he has no intention of interfering.

"Hehe, I have only been drinking this medicine soup you made for a few days. In the past few days, I can't use up the power in my body. I think when the spring and the severe winter pass, I can solve them by myself when I meet the wolf eagle."

Wu Ming laughed and was still thinking about the wolf eagle that he had not caught twice.

Ling Zhi glanced out the door and said, "If you don't want to be hated by those two little guys, it's better not say such things in the future."

The two wolf eagles were arranged by Ling Zhi and Wu Ming near their houses, and the stoves inside were richer than their own.

"Ling Zhi, when I went out just now, I saw a group of people from afar," Wu Ming nodded and sat down, suddenly pretending to be mysterious, "Who do you guess it is?"

"How to guess this?" Ling Zhi shook his head, "Is it an outsider? But in this severe winter, who can travel through the frozen forest and come here."

"No, someone can. Maybe you know each other." Wu Ming smiled, "I see their outfits and their strength, and I know that they must be most of the people. I can't say that they are from the Tianxing tribe."

After a slap, Wu Ming was laughing, but Ling Zhi's heart sank.

He estimated that his injury would take at least another seven days to recover to the king's realm. At that time, Wu Qing would definitely not pose a threat to him.

At that time, he could leave with two little wolf eagles.

However, after Wu Qing's questioning recently, he was forced to say that he was from Tianxing. He relied on the words he had made from Wu Ming and some of his own understanding, but he had no flaws.

But recently, when the people from the Tianxing tribe suddenly came here, Wu Qing would inevitably be suspicious and would definitely let him go!

"By the way, Ling Zhi, today I dug a very strange fruit. After one knife, the root was so deep. I was not careful and almost cut it off. Fortunately, I shrank my hand quickly."

Wu Ming pulled over the animal skin bag on one side, flipped it, and took out a rhizome as thick as a finger from it. The rhizomes were entangled together, stretching out like a tree root, and it was one or two meters long.

At this moment, there was a clear damage around the periphery of the stem, and some crystal liquid slowly penetrated out. At this moment, Wu Ming took it out, and a fragrance suddenly burst out.

Ling Zhi's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help swallowing.

The ugly looking rhizome that Wu Ming grabbed in his hand turned out to be a demigod medicine!

This is a huge surprise!

Demigod medicine, Qingling vine!

This kind of demigod medicine is extremely special. Even if Ling Zhi himself walked to the Qingling Vine, he would probably not be able to discover it.

What's outside is that it has the same shape as other vines, without any uniqueness, and without any other flavor.

Only this piece hidden underground is useful, and if the outer skin is damaged, a fragrance will appear, which will make you feel refreshed when you smell it.

The value of Qingling Vine itself is not too exaggerated. Ling Zhi can even find several nine-level spiritual medicines to perfectly replace Qingling Vine for alchemy.

But for him now, it is much more useful than most demigod medicines.

Because of the special nature of Qingling Vine, its outer skin has no effect except concealing and hiding.

But for this reason, the liquid in the body of Qingling Vine can be swallowed directly.

For Ling Zhi, who cannot refine spiritual pills and does not have the conditions to refine spiritual pills, it is a surprise!

It is one of the most suitable elixirs for his current state.

Wu Ming looked at Ling Zhi's expression and knew that this medicine must be a good thing. He hurriedly said happily, "Ling Zhi, look at me running out on a snowy day. Is this jar of medicine soup okay..."

"Haha," Ling Zhi laughed, "You have brought so many medicinal herbs back, I'll just simmer it later."

Wu Ming looked happy and hurried over, very happy.

“Cruff.”

When Cao Cao arrived, Ling Zhi was worried, the door was pushed open again and a man walked in.

"What are you doing?" Wu Ming looked back and saw the person's appearance clearly, and immediately stood up and stared at him.
Chapter completed!