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"White-browed Water?" Chu Feng asked in a low voice. "Fa Ming's master nodded and did not say another word." "Where can we find them?" Chu Feng asked unwillingly. This water should only be found in the heavens, and is hard to find in the mortal world. " The monk sighed.

"Is there really no other way?" Chu Feng asked in an unreconciled manner.

"Yes." The monk said with a straight face.

boom * Upon hearing this news, Chu Feng hurriedly asked, "Is there any other way?" The monk sighed and pointed to the sky. "Let's go find them."

"Go to the sky and search. That water with white eyebrows is in a corner of the Celestial Realm, so I can only go to the sky to search." As he spoke, the monk looked somewhat haggard, not knowing what to do.

"How can I go to the sky?" Chu Feng asked.

"The tribulation." The monk was not slow.

Hearing those words, Chu Feng was speechless. It was not that simple to undergo tribulations. Merely, with his cultivation, it was not that simple. Thus, when he heard those words, he was speechless.

Fog started to rise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but tightly hug the cute Lil 'White in his arms. He was very reluctant in his heart, but just as Chu Feng was feeling sad, the monk said, "Actually, there is another way."

Before the monk could finish his sentence, Chu Feng hurriedly knelt down and said, "Master, quickly tell me, is there any other method? As long as there is a trace of possibility, I will definitely not give up."

Hearing this, the monk sighed, "I didn't want to say this method at first, but seeing that you have a deep affection for this Little White, I couldn't help but mention it."

He couldn't help but look pitifully at his master, Chu Feng. However, Chu Feng firmly nodded his head, and said to Little White, "I will definitely heal you, even if it will cost you my life."

Chu Feng's words had yet to stop. The monk said with a shocked and trembling voice, "Talented, truly talented. You've truly guessed correctly. The method that I've mentioned is most definitely to exchange one's life for another."

Hearing the words of the master, Chu Feng was speechless and there was really no good result. However, in his heart, he did not regret it. Even if he really wanted a life, he was willing to trade.

How many years had it been since he had seen such a friendship? He was extremely envious of it and could not help but decide to save Little White. This was not only because of the law, but more importantly, because of this unwillingness to part with him.

However, when he thought of changing a person's life, the monk with a hot head came to his senses and disdainfully said to himself, "Although I'm from a powerful family, I still haven't been able to do everything!" He was speechless.

With that, Chu Feng gave Little White to Fa Ming to take care of and walked out of the house by himself.

On top of the mountain mist, Chu Feng looked at the distant scenery. At that moment, the sun had already set and the faint dew had already soaked through the sun for a day, causing everything to be especially desolate.

The light wind lightly curled up Chu Feng's long hair. Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's already evening so quickly."

Putting away his Phecda Sword, Chu Feng looked at the night scenery. It was quite a gloomy scene: strange trees made this place particularly sinister, and the howling of wolves under the moonlight caused ordinary people to uncontrollably shiver. Chu Feng suddenly liked this sort of feeling. He unnaturally smiled. "Since when did I actually like this sort of scenery?"

Yue Yuehan was panicking. Chu Feng gradually began to like this sort of feeling. It was the same as his killing ring. It would only become heavier and heavier. Even if he was more helpless than being forced into a corner and had no excuse, Chu Feng was still willing to admit to it.

He really did not know how to face himself like this. He could only tell himself that he still liked the lives of ordinary people.

If he was an ordinary mortal, then even Little White would be able to live a carefree life in the deep mountains!

Regret, resentment, and Chu Feng very helplessly scratched his head, and he felt unspeakable discomfort in his heart.

At that instant, the undamaged moonlight under the heavens attacked, and endless smoke and dust already gradually appeared. On top of the mountain mist, there was a silent smile. Quietly, peacefully, and peacefully, there were some traces of helplessness in Chu Feng's heart.

At that moment, the originally tranquil world faintly rang out with thunder. The purple demonic lightning kept on flickering, and upon closer inspection, it was actually Chu Feng waving the Phecda Sword in his hand. The movement was impressively the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique that Zi Yan taught him.

The sound of thunder resounded throughout the world. The scene of the dark night sky appearing suddenly was so astounding. Amidst the purple glow of Shun Lei, a bewitching aura assaulted the world.

After a long while, the world calmed down once again. The dazzling purple light had already disappeared, and Chu Feng who had stopped to rest was covered with sweat. He put down the Phecda Sword in his hand and switched it with the Ancient Sword, the Comet Essence.

The feeling of holding a phoenix in one's hand was different from holding a phoenix. One was the feeling of wanting it, the other was the feeling of dominating the nine heavens. As he was drenched in sweat, he let out a slight sigh. Chu Feng sat down with his legs crossed and tightly knitted the two swords beside him.

The cold wind assaulted him and lightly stroked his drenched collar. It caused Chu Feng to wake up slightly. As he looked at the vast sky filled with stars, there was an indescribable feeling in Chu Feng's heart.

Tomorrow, he already decided that tomorrow, he would use his own life in exchange for Whitey's life. Actually, Chu Feng did not feel that this was a type of release, that he was alone in this world, that his grandparents left first, that his father's whereabouts were unknown, that his mother had yet to meet, and that the woman he loved was thrown into another's embrace, and that his good comrade, Whitey, was going to leave first. Thinking of that, Chu Feng did not feel that his existence was a tragedy.

His thoughts were a bit disordered. Feeling helpless, Chu Feng took off his clothes, as if he was going to wake himself up with the cold. His clothes revealed his bronze colored skin, and the two bulging pectoral muscles on his chest made him a captivating sight. The muscles on his arms were even more developed than before.

As his clothes revealed themselves, the seeping coldness caused the unconscious Chu Feng to gradually awaken. Tomorrow, everything will be tomorrow. It looks like torture, but it is also relief. After some thought, Nangong Lie astonishingly discovered that he had always let down a certain person. It was the purple-clothed young lady, Zi Yan.

He thought about everything from the first time he met her, to the new person gathering in the Righteous Evil Realm, to teaching Chu Feng the Lightning Summoning, and then … Slowly, bit by bit, it appeared in his mind. At this moment, Chu Feng's heart was stinging. So the thing that was pampering him was actually by his side. Chu Feng felt extremely uncomfortable as he thought of tomorrow's departure.

"Actually, you don't need to be so anxious. The aura that is being emitted from Little White's body shows that he won't die that easily. Although I don't know what the aura that is spreading throughout his body is, it is fighting against the devouring power, so I'm guessing that he will live another three months or so." If you really want to exchange your life, you still have three months to fulfill your unfulfilled wish. "

As he spoke, Fa Ming's master left without waiting for Chu Feng to express himself.

Seeing the old man's leaving figure, the depressed Chu Feng stood up, and his dead heart couldn't help but surge. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"

With the change in his state of mind, his thoughts could not help but return to the past.

That hurried farewell and he had left for almost two years. In that valley, Zi Feng had forgotten about all the things that he was worried about. When he regained his consciousness, he realized that he had committed an irreparable mistake. The tears of regret dripped onto Zi Feng's chest bit by bit. If it was said to be the tears of heartache from yesterday, then today, it was truly a painful and unforgivable tears. He then came back to ask for his hand in marriage, only to find out that his grandparents had already died.

At that time, he was already nine feet tall, with a broad stature and muscular build. His handsome face was slightly ancient, and his gorgeous purple hair looked especially devilish under the moonlight.

Spring left and autumn came. The green grass of the endless wasteland turned yellow once more. From time to time, a few crows would fly out from the reeds in the distance. They would call out a few times, but they would soon disappear into the horizon.

Along with the surging of his memories, Chu Feng decided to go back and pay his respects to his grandfather and grandma. So good that he could take a look before dying, and although they would meet again soon, Chu Feng still felt there was a need to pay respects.

After tidying up his frame of mind, Chu Feng did not tell anyone about it. He rode the flying sword alone and thought of his grandfather's tomb as he advanced forward.

In the night sky, the drifting clouds were extremely cold. Chu Feng, who was standing on the flying sword, had a haggard appearance.

Actually, he was also afraid of death, because he still had unfulfilled wishes. However, compared to Whitey's life, those wishes were immediately miniscule.

After slightly sighing, Chu Feng sat cross-legged on the sword and started to meditate as well. His posture was like an old monk entering a meditative state. The gentle breeze wrapped around the black robe that was floating on his body.

Chu Feng, who was in a meditative state, madly revolved the power in his body and threads of aura were being emitted from his body. Not long after, a layer of frost appeared on his starry eyes and his sword-like brows.

The stars in the sky flashed and specks of afterglow reflected on his body. The faint blue light attacked the purple light on Chu Feng's body and it looked extremely demonic.

The purple-coloured light burst out from those empty eyes and it looked extremely scary. When the purple-coloured light retreated, he looked at the rising sun and the burden in his heart had already quietly fallen. He had actually decided to do that and he was going to face it calmly. Right now, he had three months left.

Standing up from the flying sword that was sitting cross-legged, he walked towards the east facing the sun. His abnormally handsome face revealed a charming smile, which was probably enough to enchant a street girl in the capital.

After a long time, on the day when Chu Feng stepped into the Western Mountain, he already stepped into the wasteland, and the scene of the end of the curtain of desolation seemed very shocking. With such a huge piece of wilderness, all one could see was the withered yellow of the curtain of desolation grass, and as he looked at the curled up little grass on the ground, a chill rose in Chu Feng's heart.

Ever since they had parted ways in the Wasteland, they hadn't come back to visit their grandparents. However, in this wilderness, they were most likely lonely! When he thought about how he was unable to be filial when they were alive and couldn't protect the tomb even after he died, a sense of reproach rose up in his heart.

Walking in the wilderness, the canvas shoes on his feet were already soaked by the dew from the sunset, and the soles of the shoes had already been covered with a thick layer of soil.

A breeze blew, and a cold air assaulted his mind. The withered reeds in front gently swayed, as if they were waving, as if they were welcoming, as if they were swaying.

Remembering the past, he couldn't help but feel a fish-like warmth in his heart. But, in the blink of an eye, he thought of Little White's current dispirited attitude, and as if a thorn had deeply stabbed into Chu Feng's heart, he panted a bit, but Chu Feng did not think anymore, and said that he would enjoy the three months. How could he be sad now?

He continued to walk forward. Not far away, there was a small lake shimmering with starlight. In his mind, he could not help but recall Mount Shu's martial arts training. He thought about how he had travelled far to the east to search for the truth of the Dao of Heaven, only to suddenly encounter the Heaven Flame and almost lose his life.

However, as he thought of this, he couldn't help but take out the black stone. Touching it, the radiance of the starry sky shined on the black stone, making it appear rather eye-catching.

After a while, Chu Feng continued forward. On the road, all sorts of memories appeared and his heart also gradually became warm.

When the moonlight became stronger and the cool breeze became gloomy, Chu Feng was already standing in front of his grandfather's grave. Looking at the weeds around him, Chu Feng was very shocked and he couldn't help but look around.

After worshipping in front of his grandfather's and grandmother's tombs for a while, Chu Feng walked towards the wooden house with a questioning expression.

Lightly knocking on the door, Chu Feng asked, "Is there a person?"

After a long while, not a single sound came from the inside. Chu Feng couldn't help but knock on the door. However, after a long time, there was still not a single sound, so Chu Feng couldn't help but push open the door and enter.

Following the moonlight, Chu Feng was able to clearly see the orderly arrangement of the tables and chairs inside. Looking over, he discovered a woman was lying on the corner of a wall, and when he walked in, he was instantly shocked.

He walked to the side of the bed and lightly woke up Zi Yan. However, Zi Yan dispiritedly opened her eyes and her four limbs were powerless. However, when she saw Chu Feng's appearance, she threw herself into his embrace and the sound of sobbing rang out.

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that my muscles and veins were injured a little urgently while I was cultivating." Zi Yan said indifferently.

After hearing those words, Chu Feng hurriedly channeled his power into Zi Yan's body. After the dispirited Zi Yan received the strand of power from Chu Feng, her beautiful and pale face instantly flushed red and a warm smile even appeared on her face.

"How have you been all these years?" Chu Feng asked.

"Fortunately, after you left, I built this small house in the wilderness. I lived the life of a deity in depression. How were you?" Zi Yan took the opportunity to ask.

"Me?" After hearing Zi Yan's questioning voice, Chu Feng sank into silence.