I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 542: News from the Spiritual World in the Material World
"This thing is small and exquisite, it's a fun thing!" Zhang Tao came forward, staring at Zhang Chen's small stove with blinking eyes, showing curiosity.

There are no fireproof materials or small stoves in this world.

Zhang Chen smiled softly upon hearing this: "Although this thing is good, you can't afford it."

Zhang Taowei showed a hint of disappointment when he heard this, while Cheng Yu pointed at Zhang Chen's small stove with a cautious look in his eyes: "I can feel that there is a terrifying force brewing in your small stove. Once it erupts, it will definitely cause a disaster for all living beings."

"Can you feel the power in my alchemy furnace?" Zhang Chen was surprised when he heard this.

It should be noted that the Bagua Furnace at home is an innate spiritual treasure. All the heat is suppressed inside the Bagua Furnace and isolated by innate restrictions. However, Cheng Yu can actually sense the power of the flame in the Bagua Furnace through the innate restrictions. Such sensitive intuition can be called a magical power.

"I can vaguely feel it, and my instinct tells me that it's best to run away and stay away from this alchemy furnace." Cheng Yu said solemnly.

"This girl really has a big secret." Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Repair, set off, and practice martial arts.

The days began to repeat themselves, falling into a cycle. As the weather became colder, Zhang Chen simply hid in the carriage with the alchemy furnace in his arms and asked Zhang Fei to drive the carriage.

Two months later, the first snow fell in the north. Heavy snow fell from the sky, and the snowflakes were as big as a palm.

This world possesses extraordinary powers. The average temperature in the north is minus fifty degrees Celsius, which is comparable to the North Pole in later generations.

"Brother, it's snowing!" Zhang Taowei stood in the cold wind, his little face red from the cold, and he kept rubbing his hands. Even though he was wearing a big coat made of bear skin, he still couldn't withstand the biting cold wind.

From a distance, Zhang Fei was wearing a bear skin and looked like a little bear.

Zhang Fei was hissing with cold outside the carriage, but the alchemy furnace inside the carriage gave off warm air, and the whole carriage was as warm as spring.

Zhang Chen, wrapped in a tiger-skin cloak, huddled in his clothes, leaning against the carriage and drowsy, while Zhang and others on the side were reading books or meditating.

After hearing Zhang Fei's words, Cheng Yu put down the book in his hand, opened the car curtain and looked at the heavy snow outside the car, exclaiming: "What a heavy snow, I have never seen such heavy snow."

"This year, two real dragons fell in the north. Their might flowed between heaven and earth, naturally deepening the majesty of heaven and earth." Zhang Chen opened his eyes and looked out the window. Looking at the palm-sized snowflakes, he couldn't help but marvel at the creation of nature.

"It's snowing too heavily, let's take a break first." Zhang Chen looked at the gray sky. The sky was so foggy that he couldn't absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. He could only use his free time to study Qigong.

Zhang Fei pulled the carriage, then quickly unloaded it and built a tent against the frame. Zhang Chen, wrapped in tiger skin and standing aside with the alchemy furnace in his arms, did not participate in the building of the tent because the weather outside was too cold for Zhang Chen. It was too difficult to practice both civil and martial arts. The gusts of cold wind were like a steel knife scraping his bones.

The key is that he has no way to use the Wind-Fixing Pill to defend against the cold wind. After all, he needs his body to adapt to the breath of heaven and earth. If he uses the Wind-Fixing Pill, all the cold wind will be isolated outside. For Zhang Chen, the meaning of practicing will be lost, and he is afraid that his soul will have big problems in the future.

The falcon flapped its wings and flew up, becoming several meters in size. Soon it picked up a piece of firewood and crushed it with its sharp claws. Then it turned into the size of a sparrow and drilled into Zhang Chen's chest, breathing in the scent of the sun's charcoal fire.

For it, solar charcoal fire is a great tonic, equivalent to the essence of the sun.

After Zhang arranged the firewood, Zhang Chen took out the alchemy furnace and gently moved it close to the firewood. As the innate restriction was activated, a tiny amount of heat leaked out, and the firewood had been ignited by the residual heat from the alchemy furnace, emitting scorching heat. Then Zhang began to wash the pot and cook.

The aroma of rice, along with the aroma of fried meat, diffused in the air, adding a bit of liveliness to this snowy place.

Zhang Chen stroked the alchemy furnace and looked up at the distant sky. He saw that the entire sky was pitch black and the clouds were extremely low, probably less than four or five hundred meters. From a distance, he could see that fog in the rolling black clouds was constantly condensing into ice and snow, slowly falling from the clouds.

"The fall of the true dragon is a natural disaster for the entire world." Zhang Chen said to himself.

"It's time to eat!" Cheng Yu came to Zhang Chen with a bowl of rice, cursing, "We should be getting closer and closer to Jiangnan, and the temperature should be getting warmer, but why is there no change in the climate at all?"

Hearing Cheng Yu's words, Zhang Chen laughed and said, "I know the reason. From the north to the south, there is a mountain range called Qinling. Qinling is across the north-south dividing line, blocking all the cold air in the north, so that the cold air from the north cannot pass through, which is why the south is warm like spring all year round. We are still some distance away from Qinling. And because Qinling blocks the north air flow from going south, all the cold air gathers at the foot of Qinling. The temperature in Qinling should be a few degrees colder than the north of the north."

The snow in the sky was very heavy, and soon it had covered the ground in a thick layer. At this time, a sound was heard in the distance, causing the sparrow hawk to become restless in Zhang Chen's arms, and was held down by Zhang Chen.

Cheng Yu and others were also people with sharp ears and eyes. At this moment, they all turned their heads to look, and saw in the distance, in the snow and wind, more than a dozen snow-white figures blended with the wind and snow, one by one, with mist coming out of them, staggering in the blizzard.

Let’s talk about the north, let’s go back half a month.

Chen Sanliang and Huli Daxian stood opposite each other, looking at the busy street, both of them were silent. "Old Ancestor summoned me, but what do you want me to do?" Chen Sanliang was the first to break the silence and asked.

"Why didn't Zhang Chen die?" Huli Daxian turned his young face to look at Chen Sanliang.

Chen Sanliang smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I can't do that! If you punish me, I will have no complaints and will accept it willingly!"

Hu Li Daxian looked Chen Sanliang up and down, and said in a somewhat grim voice: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Some things are more important than death." Chen Sanliang whispered.

The Great Immortal Huli stared at Chen Sanliang with his eyes. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and cold sweat kept dripping down Chen Sanliang's forehead.

After a long time, Hu Li Daxian suddenly smiled, and the tense atmosphere collapsed in an instant: "You have passed my test."

"Test?" Chen Sanliang was stunned.

"Zhang Chen treated your wife like this. If you really kill him, I would doubt whether your heart is made of iron." Hu Li Daxian said as he turned and walked down the restaurant: "I have news for you. There is a broken ruler in the White Fang Academy. This ruler can connect to the legendary spiritual world. If you want to find the elixir of immortality in the spiritual world, you might try to go to the White Fang Academy."

"Ancestor, please tell me more details!" Chen Sanliang was shocked when he heard it. He quickly got up and chased after him, not even bothering to ask about the test.

Three days later, Chen Sanliang arrived at the Baiya Academy, and a bloody storm broke out in the Baiya Academy.

In the icy and snowy wind, Zhang Chen looked at the person coming from afar, who was surrounded by mist.

The fog is people's breath. In such cold weather, people's breath will turn into a large cloud of fog.

A group of people were covered with white snow, their faces were purple and blue from the cold, and they were staggering in the snow.

"He looks like a scholar." Cheng Yu's eyes pierced through the wind and snow, and after seeing the man's face clearly, he said to Zhang Chen.

"These guys look so miserable!" Zhang Chen muttered.

In this world, people who can read are not simple people, they are at least from the gentry.

Zhang Chen discovered the other party, and the other party also saw Zhang Chen and his group. Especially after seeing the blazing bonfire, the broth and rice, and smelling the fragrance in the wind and snow, their stiff expressions began to come alive, and they quickly approached the camp.

As the other party got closer, Zhang Chen saw their faces more and more clearly. There were fifteen people in the group, all of them were young men, wearing fur coats and extremely luxurious clothes. However, they looked shabby, which made them look like they were no longer rich and powerful, but rather down and out.

"Sister-in-law, could you please sell us some food? And give us some fire?" The leading scholar was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was very polite in his words.

Zhang looked at Zhang Chen, who took over the conversation: "It's just a fire, you can use it, but you have to pay for the food."

The leading scholar looked at Zhang Chen and took out a pearl from his arms. The pearl was the size of a pigeon egg and asked, "Can this be exchanged?"

The pearl was lavender in color, and it was obviously a top-quality pearl, worth at least a thousand taels of silver. Zhang Chen's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly put down his bowl: "Your pearl is too precious, I can't afford it."

"I will exchange all your food for yours, and prepare some good wine and delicious food to serve you. This pearl will be yours!" The young man threw the pearl to Zhang Chen nonchalantly.

Zhang Chen was short of money. How much money could he make from hunting? When he arrived in Jiangnan, he would need a lot of money to build a family business.

"Please wait a moment. I will personally prepare some food for you. I can't say it's very delicious, but it's enough to satisfy your hunger. You can use this bonfire directly. I will make another one."

Zhang Chen took the pearl and looked at it in his hand. Purple pearls are really rare. Then he quickly arranged for the group of people to sit in front of the fire, told Cheng Yu to light another fire, and then he went to the kitchen to fry meat and steam rice.

"This deal is really a good deal. These rich young men don't treat money as money at all." Zhang Chen's voice was full of emotion.

The poor are so poor that they can't even survive, but the rich can exchange a pearl for food. The difference is really huge.

"Have you ever thought that the other party has never thought of giving you the pearl?" Cheng Yu said quietly from the side.

(End of this chapter)