"It's over three hundred degrees below zero outside, and the temperature is still dropping further. Are you sure you want to go out?" Ancestor Nalan thought he heard wrong.
Ning Feiyang nodded seriously.
Nalan Yanran frowned and said, "Feiyang, the temperature outside is too low, so we should go elsewhere."
"It doesn't matter, I have already reached the golden elixir stage." Ning Feiyang replied.
"Yes, you have reached the golden elixir stage, but after you go out, you must also defend yourself. If the defense goes slightly wrong, it will cause irreversible damage to the body." Nalan Yanran persuaded again.
Ning Feiyang smiled and said: "I am a fire attribute cultivator, it doesn't matter."
No matter who tried to persuade him, his attitude was very firm.
"Okay, you can go out, but remember, if you can't hold on anymore, come back immediately." Ancestor Nalan said.
Ning Feiyang said: "Don't worry."
"You can't hold on." Nalan Yanran couldn't help but feel worried when she saw Ning Feiyang going out.
Whoosh!
Ning Feiyang gave the goddess a look, turned around and flew out. As soon as he got outside, the biting cold hit him instantly.
Click, click, click...
His sight and hearing are well developed, and he can clearly feel that the blood in his body is being frozen, and so is his breath.
If it had been anyone else, he would have started howling long ago.
But Ning Feiyang is different. He has hot energy in his body and is completely fearless.
On the contrary, there is a feeling of comfort.
In the airship, everyone had no intention of practicing anymore and gathered together to discuss.
"How long do you think he can last?" Patriarch Fang asked with a smile.
"Old man Fang, what do you mean? Don't you want to see other people's kindness?" Ancestor Nalan was furious.
Ancestor Fang still had a smile on his face and said calmly: "Looking at what you said, I seem to hold a lot of grudges. Fang Changjian's death was more than just his death. No one else can blame him."
"The fact that you are still talking about it now shows that you have not forgotten it and have always held a grudge." Ancestor Nalan said calmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Old Ancestor Fang said angrily, "Am I that kind of person?"
Ancestor Nalan shrugged and looked at the others.
The other ancestors nodded one after another.
"You...have gone too far." Old Ancestor Fang changed the topic, "Anyway, if that kid goes out, he will die."
"How can you guess Principal Ning's talent at will?" Ding Fan stood up and said calmly.
Ancestor Fang snorted coldly and said: "Ding Fan, you just got lucky, that's why you improved your strength."
"If you reach the ancestor level, you are still only at the Nascent Soul stage, which is at the bottom."
"In my opinion, you just want to curry favor with that kid, is that interesting?"
"A master at the level of an ancestor can curry favor with a first-level practitioner of the Golden Core Stage, and he won't be afraid of embarrassment if he speaks out."
If it were anyone else, Ding Fan might feel embarrassed.
But the other party is Ning Feiyang. No matter how many people want to flatter him, they can't.
"You are quite strong, but... you want me to curry favor with you, and I'm not happy yet." Ding Fan said, "In my eyes, you are far worse than Principal Ning."
humiliation.
What a shame.
"He will be back soon. I want to see your idol become a drowned dog." Old Ancestor Fang said with a smile.
"He will persist." Ding Fan said.
Patriarch Fang became interested and said, "Aren't you adamant? Well, let's make a bet between the two of us. I bet that he can last for up to two hours."
"If you lose, give me a third-grade elixir. Can you get it?"
Ding Fan said nothing.
For two hours, you may not be able to hold on.
If it is always more than 300 degrees below zero, of course there will be no problem.
The key is that the airship is still flying rapidly, and the deeper it goes into the far north, the lower the temperature becomes.
"Old Nalan, come and be a guarantee. If he can't come up with it, come and get it." Old Ancestor Fang said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense, it's just a third-grade elixir, how could I not be able to get it out." Ding Fan felt humiliated, "Then let me ask you, what will you say if you lose?"
Ancestor Fang smiled and said: "Of course I will give you a third-grade elixir. Of course, I predict that he will not last more than two hours, so he can play bigger."
"On the basis of two hours, for every additional hour, I will give you an additional third-grade elixir, okay?"
Have fun!
Ding Fan took out a third-grade elixir.
When Nalan Yanran saw this, she felt unhappy and said, "Ancestor Fang, since you are so sure, how about you take me with you?"
After she finished speaking, she also took out a third-grade elixir.
"And me." Ancestor Nalan took the opportunity to say.
Ancestor Shui and Ancestor Yang also participated and said: "We are also participating."
So many third-grade elixirs?
It is true that Patriarch Fang has reached the Nascent Soul stage, but there are very few fourth-grade elixirs. When he saw several third-grade elixirs, he was very excited.
"Okay, hahahaha, you are willing to give away the elixir, how can I refuse." Old Ancestor Fang happily agreed.
Time passed minute by minute.
They had a bet and were even less interested in practicing. They were almost counting the days.
In the first hour and a half, Patriarch Fang's attitude was extremely arrogant, as if he was sure that he would win.
Half an hour after arriving, the old guy became a little anxious.
Finally, it was two hours.
"Hahahaha, old man Fang, Feiyang hasn't come back yet." Ancestor Nalan said.
"If you don't come back, you must be half frozen to death." Old Ancestor Fang said angrily.
Ancestor Shui said calmly: "Anyway, after holding on for two hours, can you take out the elixir you owe us?"
"I'm willing to admit defeat. You, the head of a dignified family, won't play rogue, right?" Old Ancestor Yang said in a joking tone.
It can be sensed that there is a group of active energy above the airship.
It was Ning Feiyang.
"Here you go, just a few pills. I can afford to lose." Old Ancestor Fang said coldly, "If you have the guts, keep going. It's already minus five hundred degrees. Let's see how long he can hold on."
"I'm afraid the whole person will be destroyed."
Ancestor Nalan and the others received the spirit stones, and they were not in a relaxed mood.
Ning Feiyang is holding on.
It's almost time to come down.
They just talked in their hearts and did not persuade loudly. If Ning Feiyang's defense was affected and the cold air invaded his body, it would definitely leave hidden injuries.
Time passes again.
Soon, an hour passed.
"This guy doesn't want his life?" Old Ancestor Fang was depressed.
"Bring the elixir, please?" Patriarch Yang said with a smile, "As the head of the family, you have strong financial resources. As I said just now, you can still afford to lose this little elixir."
If it is extended by one hour, he will have to compensate for five third-grade elixirs!
Even for the head of a family, the amount is not a small amount. It can be converted into spiritual stones, hundreds of thousands of dollars.