The time consumed by running the technique in this way is almost doubled, but the speed at which the Zen energy tempers the body is also more than doubled.
The most critical issue is that the effect of tempering the body can only be exerted to this extent when the Zen energy is used to circulate.
According to Yang Feihe's memory, the exercises in this plane basically do not have such a powerful body tempering effect. Those cultivators can only practice slowly and use internal force to wash away the impurities in the body bit by bit. Excreted from the body.
In fact, reaching Xiantian means that after the impurities in the body are discharged to a certain extent, the internal environment will undergo a qualitative change, which will lead to the continuous concentration of internal force and eventually transform into true energy, which is called Xiantian.
In fact, after just two rounds of Zen energy, Fang Xiaoyue not only had a thick layer of dirt condensed outside her body, but her strength was restored to one percent!
In other words, if this trend is followed, Fang Xiaoyue will be able to return to the peak of his body by using his internal force only two hundred times.
It has to be said that compared with the previous plane, Fang Xiaoyue's restrictions in this plane are much smaller.
But after just two rounds of internal energy, his stomach was growling with hunger.
No way, he is just a legend, a legend who has not yet recovered his strength, and cannot exchange energy imbalances yet. All consumption requires energy, or food, to support it.
So before going to the pool to bathe, he buried a pile of hundreds of potatoes in the ashes next to the campfire.
Going to the pool to take a bath this time was not as uncomfortable as last time.
After all, by this time, he had fully recovered from his injuries, and his strength had returned to one percent. This alone made his physique reach the peak of an ordinary adult, and he could still perform chopping and slashing when soaking in a pool of water. The Knife Neigong Mind Technique and the Xianhe Sect's basic breathing skills are used to combat the constant cold. At the same time, the impurities discharged from the tempered body are directly washed away with pool water.
If he hadn't reached the back, he would have been so hungry that he couldn't bear it, his hands and feet were so exhausted that he began to feel weak, and he didn't even want to get out of the pool.
After all, it is too cold compared to soaking in the water, jumping out of the water, and running in the heavy snow.
When he rushed back to the ruined temple, even the Zen energy he circulated was somewhat unable to withstand the intrusion of the severe cold.
At this time, he somewhat understood why the two men and one woman who looked strong before came to the ruined temple to avoid the wind and snow.
After all, although this plane is said to be a cultivation plane, in fact its cultivation path reaches its peak when it reaches the innate peak, and there is no way forward. From Fang Xiaoyue's point of view, the cultivation system here should still be of a relatively low-level type.
Under such circumstances, it is normal even if a master of cultivation is unwilling to fight against the wind and snow to rest in a ruined temple.
Besides, in Yang Feihe's memory, there are very few cultivators who can fly, which proves that the cultivation system in this plane is really relatively low-level.
Sitting in front of the bonfire, Fang Xiaoyue pushed the potatoes piled in the ashes into the bonfire.
After resisting his hunger and waiting for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled some potatoes directly from the campfire, peeled off the burnt skin and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
This time, he used Zen Qi to protect his throat, so he didn't have to worry about his throat getting burned.
He ate more than a hundred potatoes in less than twenty minutes.
Even though he was digesting it while eating, the digestion speed was quite fast, but the weight of hundreds of potatoes was not light. After eating, his belly was bulging again.
Lying on the heated stone slab next to the campfire, Fang Xiaoyue began to think in her mind.
Just eating potatoes is not enough.
It was simply unrealistic for the starch in the potatoes to support his long-term practice.
Apart from anything else, this body alone does not have enough nutrients for growth.
Humans, omnivores, must eat some protein and fat in addition to plant foods such as starch.
People say in wilderness survival programs that if you don’t supplement protein for a long time, your muscles will become weak and your joints will become stiff and painful.
However, the possibility of catching any animals in this snowy weather was very low.
It would be better to go into the city and have a look.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyue stopped resting. She stood up and sat down cross-legged. While her stomach was still full, she performed the chopping knife technique and the basic breathing technique of the Crane for a few times, and then jumped into the pool to wash it again. , returned to the dilapidated temple, made a light fire, and waited until the moisture evaporated before extinguishing the bonfire. After checking, he left the dilapidated temple and walked toward the county town in the direction in his memory.
However, it was only in the evening that he saw the county town surrounded by white snow.
This is also a very helpless thing. The road from the ruined temple to the county town has been covered with heavy snow, making it completely difficult to see. In addition, in such heavy snow weather, all kinds of smells remaining on the road are covered with snow, making the pig hum. Hum has no effect at all.
The most terrible thing was that the sun was obscured by heavy snow clouds, making it impossible for him to rely on the sun's position to determine the direction.
If he hadn't met a carriage that also veered off the road after deviating from the road, the groom on the carriage had a good intention and let him sit on it. Otherwise, Fang Xiaoyue might not be able to find the county seat even if he walked to tomorrow.
As for how the groom found the county seat, it starts with the old horse knowing the way.
The old horse pulling the cart does not rely on smell to identify the direction. People have walked through such snowy days so many times that even if they deviate from the direction and go off the road, they can still find their way back in the end. It's like having a compass installed inside your body.
The weather was so bad that even if the sun was shining brightly in the past, the city gate soldiers who had to stand at the city gate to collect city taxes all retreated into the hiding cave behind the door. After seeing the carriage pass through the city gate, Only then would a timid guy be sent over to collect the money.
As for how much money you have, it doesn't matter at this time.
The coachman who entered the city after only paying two copper coins couldn't help but feel lucky for the weather.
In normal weather, if his carriage entered the city, he would probably have to be charged 5 copper coins to pass the customs.
"Xiwa, are there any relatives in the city?"
The old horseman, whose face looked like a ditch, parked the carriage behind a restaurant and asked.
Fang Xiaoyue shook his head, but before the old groom could say anything more, he jumped out of the car, waved to the old groom, and left without even saying thank you.
It's not that he doesn't know how to be grateful, but he feels that just saying thank you doesn't mean much. It's better to give the other person some benefits later, let the other person have food and clothing. Such a thank you is more valuable than a light thank you. valuable.
