Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

The surrounding light was not strong, so Tao Zimin's eyes easily adapted to the surrounding environment.

Of course, it was also because he was no longer a mortal, so even when he woke up from a coma, he did not experience photophobia.

This can be regarded as some of the benefits brought by the practice.

Of course, for Tao Zimin, although he has no regrets in his practice, it has been quite difficult for many years.

This kind of experience and suffering is not enough for outsiders to explain.

After opening his eyes completely, Tao Zimin realized that the dome above was very close to him, and it looked like ice and snow. This is considered a common pattern in the extreme north, but it made Tao Zimin even more puzzled - where is this?

After wasting a lot of energy, he turned his head slightly, and Tao Zimin looked aside.

Then he was taken aback.

Tao Zimin saw a "person", to be precise, it was a human form. The whole body of this "person" is the color of ice and snow, whether it is clothes, skin, hair, or even eyeballs, they are all snow white, just like the main color of the extreme northern land for a long time-no living person will look like this.

On the contrary, the bowl in his hand is a real bowl, and there is an aroma in the bowl, which is regarded as fish soup.

The eyebrows, eyes, beard, and hair of the other party are exquisite, but they are not "lifelike", but really movable and expressive. Seeing that Tao Zimin was awake, the snowman came up to him, picked up a small spoon from the side, and prepared to feed him.

"Where is this? Your Excellency?"

At this time, Tao Zimin already had doubts in his heart, and no longer completely believed that he was in the underworld. But since he didn't completely rule out this possibility, he didn't speak hastily, thanking the other party for saving him, but only sent two inquiries.

"This is my snow house."

"I found you seriously injured on the hillside, so I brought you here. It seems that you are in good health and survived."

A voice came from the side, and the snowman in front of him seemed to have received the order, took back the bowl and spoon in his hand, and stopped at the same place to wait. Tao Zimin looked in the direction of the sound, and found a man in white sitting on a wooden chair, smiling and looking at this side.

The man in white looks handsome, but there is no sense of obtrusiveness. He has a long sword on his back, and the spiritual power on it is extremely sharp. He should be a good spiritual soldier. He also had a wine gourd hanging around his waist, and he was carrying a novelty-shaped package on his back.

I don't know why, but I didn't notice this white-clothed man just now. It may be because I was too weak after being seriously injured, or the other party's cultivation base is too high, or it may be that the other party's clothes are integrated with the snow house, which has a natural camouflage Effect.

Before he had time to think about it, the man in white in front of him finished answering his question, and said again: "How do you feel now? Please eat the fish soup, it will be good for your injury."

Tao Zimin had many questions to ask, but in the end he could only squeeze out a few words:

"So, I'm still alive?"

The other party nodded.

After Tao Zimin was confirmed, he was overjoyed. He hurriedly looked aside, only to see that the undercover demon who was imprisoned by him was also lying on a bamboo bed next to him, still unconscious.

The wound on the monster's head was horrific. Although Tao Zimin couldn't see his own condition, the wound on his own head was pretty much the same.

But it seemed that the other party was getting better, so Tao Zimin was finally relieved.

At this time, the snowman next to him filled a bowl of fish soup again, brought it steaming hot, and helped Tao Zimin up.

And the man in white who just spoke just watched quietly, as if waiting for him to finish eating the fish soup before talking.

Tao Zimin was seriously injured, his vitality was exhausted, and his appetite was very hungry. It happened that this sea fish in the extreme north was really good for his injury, so he wolfed down half a pot of it.

On the contrary, Snowman's hand is very stable, no matter how fast he eats, he can just hand the spoon to Tao Zimin's mouth.

After eating the fish soup, he finally regained his spirit. Tao Zimin secretly looked at the snow house, the snowman in front of him, and the man in white next to him.

He was surprised that there was a bamboo bed under the bodies of himself and the monster next to him.

He did recognize things like bamboo, but no matter how he thought about it, there would be no bamboo in the extreme north. Besides, there are wooden tables and chairs next to it. Where did this person get these bamboo and wooden furniture?

There is also firewood burning in the fire under the pot, which is also a rare firewood in the extreme north, which is really a bit extravagant.

The furnishings in the igloo are also very complete. The addition of all these experiences made Tao Zimin a little puzzled. Could it be that the other party brought these bits and pieces with him? Maybe the other party is really supernatural, and maybe this mission can lead to a better turnaround because of it.

Of course, he is still alive, which is a good turning point for now.

However, he didn't have much time to observe and think. Out of politeness, Tao Zimin sat on the bamboo bed, raised his hand vigorously and bowed slightly:

"Thank you sir for saving me. I'm under Tao Zimin, I don't know how to call him?"

"My name is Fang Chang, and I'm from the Central Plains."

"It turned out to be Mr. Fang, thank you for your righteousness! If it weren't for your help, I would have died in this ice and snow right now."

"It's just a little effort." Fang Chang said with a smile: "The main reason is that you two fell on the snow, which is too conspicuous. But then again, what happened to you? Why did you, a human and a demon, fall on the ground with the same injuries? On the snow slope?"

Tao Zimin looked at the savior in front of him and felt that he could be trusted, so he gritted his teeth and confessed truthfully:

"Mr. Fang is also a practitioner. Do you know the chaos in the world today? That is, this catastrophe? There are a group of monsters with evil intentions, disturbing the world and causing countless crimes."

"There are few practitioners in the extreme north, and there were few monsters in the past, but at some point, an organization of monsters appeared here. Its whereabouts are secretive and elusive. The only thing we know is that the other party belongs to this gang who intends to disturb the world. The monster is definitely a bad monster."

"So in our extreme north, these practitioners who were originally in contact with each other spontaneously formed a small group, but they didn't name it, they just did things together."

"Everyone tried it out and found that the opponent's combat power was very strong and difficult to control, so we worked together to detect the situation of this small group of monsters first. It happened that everyone had a good relationship with the local monsters, so we entrusted them with the undercover work .”

"As a result, I recently received news that an undercover agent had made a breakthrough in detection after he went to the south, but he couldn't pass it back. The higher-ups sent me to contact and obtain specific information."

"But the time that is suitable for the meeting is only when they are on their way back, and then when we handover something goes wrong and we are exposed, the other party finds out and captures..."

Thank you Xu Shengxuan for your reward.