Chen Feng ignored Jin Feng's words and was still observing the bottle seriously.
Seeing Chen Feng looking so seriously, Jin Feng couldn't help but come over with curiosity. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything special.
"Jin Feng."
Chen Feng's sudden voice scared Jin Feng. After being stunned, he quickly responded: "Master, what's wrong?"
"Put your hands on this bottle."
Although Jin Feng didn't understand what he was going to do, he knew in his heart that Chen Feng would not harm him, so he reached out to touch the bottle.
The moment he encountered it, a bone-thrusting coolness came, and the ice crystals spread in the place where they came into contact with the bottle, and in the blink of an eye, most of his arms were covered with, and the ice crystals were still spreading.
"Master, what's going on?" As he spoke, Jin Feng's teeth were trembling, and the biting coolness slowed down the flow of spiritual energy.
Even so, his hand on the bottle still did not retract it.
"Get your hands."
After the words were finished, Jin Feng was taken back by his hands, and he tried his best to circulate the spiritual energy in his body to barely stop the spread of the ice crystals.
"So powerful?" Even Chen Feng was a little surprised.
"Master, what is this bottle used for? Why is it so powerful?" Jin Feng took a few steps back and was very afraid of the bottle.
"I don't know either." Chen Feng grabbed Jin Feng's hand, sent him spiritual energy, and helped him relieve the sequelae caused by the bottle.
"Is it determined based on the toucher's cultivation?"
Chen Feng reached out to touch the bottle again, and there was no other feeling except for the cold and harsh coolness.
Looking at Chen Feng, who had no change in his hands, Jin Feng's eyes were full of envy: "I also need to practice hard and reach the current level of my master as soon as possible."
"Go and call Han Hao."
After a while, Han Hao followed Jin Feng back. Before he could ask what happened, Chen Feng pointed to the bottle on the table and said, "Touch this bottle."
"Master, he..." Jin Feng took a step forward and was a little worried.
His master-level cultivation level cannot resist the power of this bottle. Han Hao, an ordinary person, cannot be frozen to death when he encounters it?
However, Han Hao took the initiative to comfort Jin Feng: "It won't be a problem."
He believed that Chen Feng would not kill him.
He just wanted to kill him, why did he ask Jin Feng to call him? So many people knew that it was him, Chen Feng, who was looking for him?
Chen Feng wanted to kill Han Hao, just move his fingers, there was no need to cause trouble for himself.
"Be careful." Jin Feng stared at Han Hao nervously, stretched out one hand to pull him back at any time.
However, Han Hao grabbed the bottle speechlessly and psychologically burdened. Jin Feng stretched out his hand and placed it in the air awkwardly, unable to help but widen his eyes.
Han Hao touched the bottle without any change, and he even took it in his hand.
"Don't you feel anything?" Jin Feng grew up and carefully stretched out his hand and touched it. The biting chill made him quickly withdraw his hand.
"I just feel cold and it's very comfortable to hold it in summer." Han Hao didn't understand why Jin Feng asked that.
"It's true." Chen Feng looked thoughtful and asked Han Hao to bring an iron box and put the bottle inside.
"Chen Feng, what's going on with this bottle?" Han Hao was also a little curious. Is it worth their troubles?
"This bottle is a bit special, and only those who practice can notice it."
"So that's how it is." Han Hao did not continue to ask in detail, and he just finished some things.