Rebirth of Fenglai of the Doomsday

The first day of the second year of the apocalypse was spent amidst the smell of dumplings and heavy snowfall. On the second day of the new year, the four of them entered the stage of crazily practicing abilities.

Yang Hu released a fireball to burn Xiaolu under Du Ting's control. As a result, Xiaolu was not afraid. Instead, several vines flew up into the fireball, stirred the dogs, and quickly separated. The basketball-sized fireball turned into countless fire spots and fell to the ground to extinguish it. .

Although the skin of the vine was a little blackened, it didn't damage the inside. Yang Hu asked Du Ting, "How did you do it? Why isn't Xiaolu afraid of fire?"

Du Ting grabbed a vine of Xiaolu and rubbed her fingers with her hands, a layer of transparent mucus appeared on her fingers, Yang Hu asked in surprise: "What is this?"

Du Ting shook her head: "This is what appeared after Xiaolu evolved to the second level. Maybe it's the self-defense of the mutated plants. The mucus can effectively block the calcination of the fire, but it doesn't take long. The mucus in the vines will not rise after burning It worked."

"That's good. You try to control Xiaolu to kill the enemy before the slime burns out." Yang Hu nodded, now he knew why Fenglai asked him to fight Du Ting.

"Mutated plants are very smart and know how to make up for their own shortcomings. If we still use common sense to measure mutated plants, I'm afraid we will suffer a lot in the future."

"It's okay, just make preparations early." Du Ting said calmly, "No matter how difficult the end times are, there will always be people who can survive. I believe we are among them."

Disappointment flashed by, and the two quickly plunged into intense and high-intensity practice.

Feng Lai and Ling Yan have been in seclusion for five days and five nights, which should be at least a hundred days in real life. There are four pots of brown soil in the four corners of the secret room, and the spar they hunted through these Dirt transforms into aura.

In the secret room, Fenglai tried to compress the last piece of white mist in the dantian into the shape of water droplets. During the Qi training period, the aura in the dantian was in the form of mist, and the foundation building needed to compress all the mist-like aura into a water-like liquid.

Now less than one percent of the foggy aura remains in Fenglai's dantian, and it is precisely this one percent that is the most difficult to compress.

Ling Yan's sword cultivation is not as precise as Feng Lai's. As long as the skill skills can keep up with the sword qi, it is fine. Now Ling Yan has reached the third level of sword qi to build a foundation without any problem.

There are nine levels of qi training, and the higher the level, the more difficult it is to practice. Most monks can reach the third level of qi training before they form alchemy, which is already very good. Maybe it is the blessing of the gold system ability that Ling Yan is quite talented in swordsmanship.

After rebirth, both of them had very good luck. In addition, Feng Lai and Ling Yan were more relaxed because of the fact that there were no villains to cause trouble. Although the establishment of the foundation was a bit hard, it was not particularly difficult.

The two of them did not take the Foundation Establishment Pill, so naturally the future benefits of Foundation Establishment are far greater than the momentary pleasure brought by the Foundation Establishment Pill, and both of them have specifically instructed them in their exercises.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, before the end of the world, when the people of China celebrated the Lantern Festival, Feng Lai and Ling Yan opened their eyes and looked at each other. They both saw satisfaction in their eyes, and they knew that the foundation building was going smoothly.

"Congratulations to Ah Jiu for successfully establishing the foundation. Now we are truly embarking on the road of cultivation." Ling Yan said with a smile.

Feng Lai forced a smile and said, "Wait until it's clean and then congratulate you. Didn't you feel bad about the dirt all over your body?"

Ling Yan lowered his head and took a closer look at himself, and found that there was indeed a layer of gray dirt on his body. He was just happy and didn't notice it, but now that he found it, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm going to get the bath water!" Ling Yan ran out of the secret room in some embarrassment, Feng Lai slowly followed behind with a smile on his lips: "Ah Yan is usually serious and thoughtful, but occasionally she is a little confused, but she is actually cute." '

Thinking like this, Feng Lai walked to the first floor, and the bathtub was already filled with spiritual spring water, just waiting for Feng Lai to enjoy it.

The spiritual spring water was originally an excellent spiritual object that was helpful for cultivation, but Feng Lai used it to bathe the spiritual object that was placed in the realm of self-cultivation for the monks to rob, which was really a waste of heaven and earth.

But who let someone have a rich and powerful master, in the eyes of the master, this spiritual spring is just a child's toy, not worth mentioning.

Ling Yan has never been used to taking a bath. His skin cuticle is too thin, and his skin will wrinkle after a few minutes of soaking, so he always takes a shower, and only takes a bath occasionally when he and Feng Lai cultivate love and interest.

It's just that now is not the time to cultivate love and interest. Nearly a year has passed in the space, and it's time for spring to warm up outside.

They still have a lot to do.

"Yang Hu, the ice wall has melted again." Du Ting said to Yang Hu with a worried look on her brows.

"How thick is it melted? How many days can it last?" Yang Hu was also anxious, the temperature was getting warmer much faster than he imagined.

It was still snowing heavily on the first day of the new year, but it cleared up completely on the fifth day of the new year, and then the temperature began to rise.It rose by one degree a day for the first three days, and then two to three degrees a day. The snow accumulated on the road melted quickly, and the speed was as fast as riding a rocket.

Du Ting did the math and said: "[-] millimeters, at least [-] millimeters can be melted before the sun goes down."

From the eighth day of the eighth day, the daytime temperature can reach above zero, so Du Ting asked Xiaolu to go down with a ruler every day to measure the melting speed of the ice wall. From [-] millimeters per day at the beginning to [-] millimeters per day now, the ice wall has become thinner. Four centimeters and the rate of melting should be accelerating.

Yang Hu looked at the green traces made by Xiaolu on the ruler and fell into thought.

Four centimeters is inconspicuous on a [-]-centimeter-thick ice wall, but the ice wall is made of different cement. After the ice melts, the structure inside will become more and more fragile, and under the corrosion of snow water, the layer close to the ground is only It will melt faster, and it is only a matter of time before the ice wall collapses.

"Wait another two days. Today is fifteen. You and I will prepare the things for the road first. After the two of them come out, we can go directly."

Yang Hu looked at the zombies in the distance and made a decisive decision, and it was he who looked in the distance that didn't see Du Ting's imperceptible breath of relief.

Yang Hu didn't propose to go first, but instead waited for Fenglai and Ling Yan at the risk of being surrounded by zombies. This showed that Yang Hu was a trustworthy person, and Du Ting was naturally relieved.

"I'm going to make dry food, and you organize everything that can be used in the house. Also, first go to the roof to see if there are many zombies around us. Maybe we have to go to work first."

Du Ting has a decisiveness and firmness that ordinary women don’t have in her personality. This kind of personality allowed her to survive when she was in a disadvantaged position from the end of the world, and she successfully took refuge in Fenglai and Ling Yan. Therefore, when the real crisis came, she would definitely be able to take responsibility. .

Yang Hu didn't have any objections. He had discovered that the zombies seemed to have evolved since the morning, and they might reach the bottom of the small building sometime.

Just do what you say, Yang Hu and Du Ting are nimble people, and within three hours all the things in the house have been tidied up.

Du Ting also made nearly [-] noodle cakes. White noodles and buckwheat bean paste were mixed together and put in pork oil. They were made into cakes and fried in an electric baking pan. They were delicious.

In order to be in a hurry, Du Ting specially processed two electric baking pans together to make eight at a time, and it was ready in three hours and placed on the chopping board to dry.

Yang Hu tied up the sponge and leather cushions on the sofa next door to make two mattresses.

The Hummer that Ling Yan asked him to modify was an extended version of the RV, but Yang Hu removed all the unused sofas in the car in order to accommodate more supplies, and now these two cushions are placed in the car for people to rest comfortably point.

After Feng Lai and Ling Yan came out of the space, they found that the living room was empty, only a few large snakeskin bags.

"Eldest and youngest, you have left the customs. Yang Hu went to the roof to observe the situation of the zombies." Du Ting said quickly when she saw Fenglai and the two.

Feng Lai nodded, he could obviously feel the temperature outside had risen a lot when he came out of the space.

"Clean up and we'll leave tomorrow." Feng came to look downstairs and told Du Ting.

Du Ting replied: "It's all packed, and the dry food is ready to be taken away in the kitchen."

"That's right, let Yang Hu come down and kill some zombies while it's still early. We need to have a spectrum in mind about how powerful the evolved zombies are, so that we won't be caught off guard tomorrow. Also, reserve some crystals for later." Prepare for emergencies."

Feng Lai walked out of the room with Ling Yan while Yang Hu heard the voice and went downstairs to follow quickly.

The author has something to say: Thank you little baby Tingting who grows vegetables for throwing mines, big ma~ one.

Thank you A red baby for catching bugs, meme!

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