Xu Qing had never seen this kind of creature, so the bamboo slips called it a mandrill.

As he practiced at this moment, not long after this pattern appeared in his mind, Xu Qing's breathing gradually changed, and an undercurrent gradually filled the air nearby.

Silks of spiritual energy from all around poured in, slowly penetrated into his body, and flowed throughout his body, causing bursts of biting cold. The parts he passed through felt as if he were in icy water.

Xu Qing was afraid of the cold, but he resisted and did not give up. He persisted.

After a long time, when he finally ended this practice in accordance with the requirements of the bamboo slips, his body was soaked in cold sweat.

And just after eating the vulture's belly, I felt hungry again.

Xu Qing wiped away the cold sweat and touched his belly again, his eyes showing determination.

Since practicing this technique, his food intake has significantly increased and his body is more flexible than before.

All of this made him more tolerant of the cold during cultivation.

Looking up at this moment, Xu Qing followed the gap at the entrance and looked outside.

The outside world was pitch black, with only terrifying roars, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, echoing in my ears.

He didn't know the real reason why he became a survivor. Maybe it was luck, or maybe...he saw that purple light.

So while looking for the technique these days, he also kept going to the Northeast region to look for the falling point of the purple light, but unfortunately he never found it.

In his thoughts, Xu Qing listened to the roar outside. His mind couldn't help but think of the corpse he saw leaning against the wall when he returned from sunset, so he slowly narrowed his eyes.

The other party's location is in the Northeast region, and... he seems to be a living person.

"Is it related to purple light?"
Chapter completed!