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If cold is an abstract word, then Wen Ping could feel that the chill had raised the hairs on his arms and raised goose bumps. In addition to the chill, Wen Ping also noticed the unusual windows around him.

Airtight.

There is no frame, just a board installed there, as if to prevent a little bit of wind from entering the house.

Sigh——

The door opened.

Yang Zongxian opened the door and greeted everyone in a heavy cotton-padded jacket. After the warm greeting, Wen Ping glanced at the secret room in the house. Yang Zongxian asked with a smile: "Sect Master Wen, do you want to come in and take a look?"

"This is?"

"This is the place where the Immortal Breeze Robe is made. Everyone knows that silver silk is good, but everyone knows that silver silk is a special material that can only maintain its plasticity in cold conditions, so this is a cold room specially built."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wen Ping stepped into the house, followed by Huai Kong and others. When Yang Zongxian closed the door, the door of the small room in the house slowly opened.

A silvery white light spilled out.

Except for the workers wearing black cotton-padded jackets who were working, everything in front of them was silvery white.

However, when the cold hit us, it had no impact on Wen Ping and the others. After all, it could not force the body-refining monks to wear cotton-padded jackets. Wen Ping directly drove the cold out of his body through luck.

Yang Zongxian looked at Wen Ping up and down, and was quite satisfied with the Immortal Breeze Robe he had made. When he wore it on Wen Ping, it made him even more satisfied, and asked: "Sect Master Wen, have you put it on so early?

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"Well, let's try some new clothes."

"Sect Leader Wen, actually the piece yesterday was just a sample, not a finished product. Come with me, the real finished product is here!"

Yang Zongxian walked forward for a short distance, pointed at the clothes hanging in the middle of the mezzanine hut, and showed a proud look on his face.

He seemed proud to have made this dress.

Wen Ping felt that he no longer looked like a businessman, but more like a craftsman with special ingenuity.

Only this type of people will be full of emotions for their works.

Wen Ping slowly walked over and touched its sleeves. The coolness, softness and lightness were intuitively conveyed to Wen Ping's mind through touch. In addition, the finished product felt better than the sample Wen Ping was wearing.

More mature decorations.

The patterns embroidered on silver silk have the majesty of armor and the gentleness of the breeze. What is surprising is the cuffs and the two gauze ribbons hanging down behind them. They are actually in gradient colors, from white to white.

It ends in light blue, giving people the feeling of a breeze blowing into the mountains and forests.

Yang Zongxian then said: "Sect Master Wen, we can complete them all tomorrow. 20 sets, no more, no less."

"Thank you."

Wen Ping withdrew his loving gaze.

"Sect Leader Wen, why don't you just wear this one? It's just a sample. Why don't you wait until we perfect it before sending it up the mountain?"

Wen Ping lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Compared with the clothes on the wall, they were indeed a little less elegant, but they were not comparable to the immortal breeze robe hanging on the wall. "No need, I'll just make do with it for now."

Wear it."

After Yang Zongxian nodded, he continued to take Wen Ping to visit this small workshop...

…

Lu Yue, a former outer disciple of the Immortal Sect.

After leaving the Immortal Sect, life for her and her companions was actually not easy. For someone like her who has poor qualifications and is getting older, the same is true even if she enters a two-star sect or a three-star sect.

No one takes it seriously.

No one cares.

There is no other way than self-study and hoping for miracles.

At this time, when she was about to walk through the trading house and enter the market, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and said to her companion: "Aye, I just seemed to see Wen Ping, he..."

Aye on the side patted her on the back, as if to make her look back and stop her thoughts, and then said: "Okay, why is Wen Ping here? He may not be in the Immortal Sect now."

"He is here. I heard a few days ago that he has started to accept disciples."

"Really?"

"Yes. Then should we go and see him?"

"Forget it, we left the Immortal Sect and joined the Patron Sect. We have probably broken his heart. It would be awkward to see each other again, so we might as well not see each other." After Aye finished speaking, he subconsciously touched his arms, "Our top priority is to

Send this thing over and leave Cangwu City immediately."

"Uh-huh."

Lu Yue nodded.

…

When Wen Ping left the cold workshop on the second floor, a woman hurriedly walked over. Her face was a little pale and her breathing was rapid. However, she was dressed luxuriously and was as beautiful as most ladies.

Half-aged lady, her charm is still there.

After she saw Yang Zongxian, she hesitated to speak, and then glanced at the person next to Yang Zongxian.

"Sect Master Wen."

"Brother Huai Kong."

"Brother Yu."

Huai Kong responded, "Sister-in-law, why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's okay, I have something to do with Zongxian." After saying that, the woman walked to Yang Zongxian and helped him take off his cotton-padded jacket, while whispering something, "Ms. sir, I have something to tell you. I've got a letter from home."

When he heard this, Yang Zongxian's cheeks moved slightly, he turned his head and looked at his wife thoughtfully, then lowered his head, and immediately ordered his servants to take Wen Ping and others to the lounge, while he followed his wife.

Gone.

After hearing about the affairs at home from his wife, Yang Zongxian couldn't help but think of Wen Ping.

The spy he had let go for three years suddenly jumped out. If it wasn't because of Wen Ping, then he couldn't think of anyone else.

Last time Wen Ping disgraced Rong Lao, and now half of Cangwu City is spreading the news about it, saying that Rong Lao has no medical ethics and that his medical skills are deceptive. I heard that Rong Lao fainted three times yesterday due to anger.

In addition, Hualiao, the head of the law enforcement hall, suffered a loss and would definitely take revenge.

After taking the note from his wife, Yang Zongxian nodded, then directly kneaded it into a ball and crushed it in his hands.

When Wen Ping was sitting in the lounge and had not had a few sips of tea, Yang Zongxian opened the door and entered. His expression did not change as soon as he entered the room. After all, he was a veteran who hung out in shopping malls, so his facial expressions could still be controlled.

After entering the room and exchanging greetings, he said to Wen Ping: "Sect Master Wen, I have already asked someone to prepare Feng Liuma for you. Please sit here and wait for a while. I will personally get the golden ticket."

When Wen Ping heard this, he didn't focus on the golden ticket.

Because what Yang Zongxian said is so strange.

Why did Hao Duan Duan suddenly prepare a horse for him, and it was an express horse?

When Yang Zongxian was about to leave, Wen Ping raised his hand and called out, "Clan Chief Yang, has something happened?"

"A trivial matter."

"Clan Leader Yang, if there really is something going on, hiding it from me seems to have only disadvantages and no advantages, right?"

Wen Ping stared at Yang Zongxian, and then his eyes met.