"That..." Lin Jia looked at the pastor hesitantly, with a ray of curiosity in his eyes: "I want to ask a question first, don't know if it's okay?"

"Young man from the East." The old pastor smiled gently: "Mother Shangtiya will not reject any of her children's questions. As her believers, I will not refuse to answer a partner's questions. In the current situation, we are already partners, aren't we?"

The old pastor always kept smiling, which made him look quite...uh, holy! Although it is not very appropriate to use this word to describe an old man, under the swaying red light emitted by the strong fire burning in the cave, it has to be said that the old pastor, as a clergyman, has done a good job in courtesy and demeanor, even in this difficult environment, makes him look a little embarrassed, and the gray robe on his body... OK! Maybe it was white before, and the white priest robe on his body was damaged in many places, but his gray goatee was still neatly tidy.

"Uh... the magic trick you cast, 'tolerate elemental damage', can prevent people from getting burned by fire or frostbite, right?"

The old priest was very happy that an Oriental man would also be interested in divine arts, and immediately forgot to tell the myths to the Oriental man that were recorded on the walls of the Temple of Shangtia, and shifted the topic to the divine arts he was good at. The Rongguang of Shangtia's mother is indeed a great divine power that tolerate everything. This may be a good opportunity to develop an Oriental believer!

"I am just a second-level priest, but I can use the magic technique "tolerate elemental damage" cast by the divine power of Shangtia to be immune to damage from 50 degrees below the freezing point to 150 degrees above the freezing point!"

Lin Jia thought about it. He didn't know how high the temperature of the fire was, but he thought it would be more than 150°. He glanced at Pastor Zemur and asked in confusion: "Don't you think it's very hot? Or are you immune to the damage and the feeling?"

"Hot?" The old pastor looked at Lin Jia in confusion.

He stretched out his hand from the wrapped bearskin mattress and pointed the old pastor's feet. He looked along Lin Jia's fingers, but couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then, after Lin Jia said, "Your robe seems to be about to burn!", which had been late for a long time, jumped up in panic, but by chance, he just happened to touch the "crystal bottle" that Lin Jia put on the ground. The splashed liquid suddenly splashed on the old pastor's robe's legs, and it turned out to burn with a "boom"!

The adventurers who heard the scream rushed in and saw the old priest slapped the flames in his lower body while the Orientals were helping with the bearskin mattress beside them.

"Get out of the way!" Aladdin shouted and rushed up, kicking the old priest down with a quick kick, then poured a large pot of boiling water on his lower body. The old priest sat up his upper body with a "sautumn" and then shook his head very holy and fainted in a burnt smell!

Adventurers, look at me, I look at you. Usually, if they are injured, the old pastor will be treated. Now if the old pastor faints, who will save him?

Fortunately, Pastor Zemur quickly woke up slowly, and shivered and took a breath after casting a primary healing technique on himself. Although the boiling water was also very hot, it would not be injured at least under the protection of enduring elemental damage. The old priest was not injured except for excessive fright, but the gray priest robe could only be dried and used to set fire to Aladdin.

The dwarf next to him became interested in the liquid contained in the "crystal bottle" that was knocked to the ground. Fred picked it up and asked curiously while sniffing his nose: "Orientals, is this also an alchemy potion from your Eastern Continent?"

Adventurers always believe that the magical "smoke roll" and this liquid that can ignite wet firewood are alchemy products made by some alchemists. On the Star Continent, only those alchemists will tinker with some strange things.

"Uh...just so!" Lin Jia didn't know how to explain. If they regarded some manufacturing processes in his world as alchemy processes, it would be impossible to call these things alchemy products.

"This is a very high-degree spirit in our place. Although it is not an alchemy potion, it can often be used as an alchemy potion, such as 'alcohol'..."

Lin Jia was thinking about how to explain, and the elf next to him handed the old priest a few pieces of clothing made of linen. Although it has been blessed, it is said that it can resist the severe cold and high temperature of minus 50° to 140°, but it is not very comfortable to have naked thighs and arms. Being blessed with magic does not mean that you can't feel the cold and high temperature, it's just not that strong and will not be frostbite or burned by the temperature.

"Is this wine?" The dwarf looked at the half bottle of wine left in his hand, and was very lucky that it did not spill out when it was knocked over just now.

While looking at the old pastor who put a few replacement clothes pieced together by adventurers, Lin Jia said, "You can try it! However, this kind of 65-degree high-spirited wine called 'Red Star Erguotou' is very strong, and most people cannot drink it! Since my cigarette roll can make you feel a bit strange, maybe this can also bring you some surprises..."

"What does sixty-five degrees mean?"

I can't figure out what the Orientals mean by describing the intensity of the wine. The dwarf said unconvincedly: "Is it more powerful than the Fiery Wine brewed by our dwarves? The Fiery Wine brewed by our dwarves is a recognized Fiery Wine on the Star Continent. If you drink it, you can even inspire the violent skills of the dwarves and barbarians!"

As he said that, he stuffed the bottle that Lin Jia handed him into his mouth, "Guru!" and took a big mouthful!

Everyone stopped and looked curiously at what dwarfs, known for making spirits, would say what they would like to evaluate this oriental spirit.

But strangely, the dwarf suddenly froze after drinking a sip of wine, and his already rosy face instantly turned purple and red, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out like earthworms, and his eyes, nose and mouth all wrinkled together as if they were shrinking!

"How about it?"

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Chapter completed!