The Ji family and Tianji Pavilion in the ice and snow.

Ji Ziming, who had white hair, was holding Luo Feng's body with a confused expression.

Is Luo Feng really dead like this?

At this time, deep in the air sea, there was a sword shape suspended in the sky.

The sword shape had no life at all, turning into countless broken stones and disappearing into the depths of the dark sea of ​​air.

And along with the fall of gravel came Luo Feng's thoughts.

It is said that after death, the brain is not truly dead, and there are still twenty-four hours.

Luo Feng was in the cold dark space, his body falling rapidly.

The feeling of weightlessness is not pleasant, as if being swallowed by darkness, all efforts and shouting are in vain.

Luo Feng didn't know how long he had been falling, but his consciousness became weaker and weaker.

"I'm really going to die like this. Is this really the end this time?"

The faint sound of a woman crying sounded in the dark space, and it was Ji Ziming's voice.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand to grab the source of the sound, but found that everything was in vain.

And at this moment, a dazzling golden light lit up in the endless abyss, exuding a gentle and gentle breath, illuminating the world.

"This is..." Luo Feng was stunned.

In the depths of the darkness, the golden light became stronger and stronger. An old man in purple robes was sitting cross-legged on that side of the world, looking at Luo Feng with a smile.

"That's the Heavenly Master," Luo Feng was overjoyed.

The golden shadow suddenly rose into the sky, supported Luo Feng's body, and began to fly upward quickly.

"Is the Heavenly Master's cultivation helping me?" Luo Feng smiled bitterly, "It's useless. My Qi sea has dried up, and my blood has lost its breath of life. Although the Heavenly Master's cultivation is there, it's just helping me.

Just maintain consciousness for a moment."

But! Is that really the case?

Soon Luo Feng discovered something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, there's something wrong with this aura," Luo Feng looked at the golden shadow holding him in surprise.

This aura is obviously slightly the same as the aura Ji Ziming released when she broke through to the mysterious realm.

Luo Feng stared straight at the golden shadow and finally understood.

When the old Heavenly Master broke through to the Xuanjing Realm, he was only one step away from succeeding.

But in the end, in order to save Luo Feng, he had to quit halfway. Although he had never become a warrior in the Xuan Realm, he could still be regarded as having half-stepped into it.

The comprehended Xuanjing seeds actually caused the old Heavenly Master to transfer all of them to the depths of Luo Feng's Qi sea.

This is the master's understanding of the mysterious realm. At this time, he is exerting his last remaining heat and trying his best to lift Luo Feng upward into the sky.

The dark sea of ​​​​qi suddenly burst into golden light, filled with powerful life breath.

Immediately afterwards, the disintegrating sword shape in the sky sensed the energy of the air sea below, and began to absorb it with common sense and use it for its own purposes.

Suddenly, the sword emitted a faint buzzing sound, and bits of light lingered around the sword, illuminating this space.

"There is still a chance, I still have a chance," Luo Feng felt that the blood of the Ji family was rapidly awakening.

At this time, Ji Ziming from the outside also felt Luo Feng's heartbeat, and the temperature changed slightly.

"This is..." Ji Ziming's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her face was full of surprise.

"Ding!"

A golden ripple bloomed with Luo Feng as its source, lifting Luo Feng up and starting to float in the air.

"This is the breath of Xuanjing seeds," Ji Xuanyi was shocked.

Luo Feng's body was wrapped in golden light, and the soft breath was nourishing every inch of Luo Feng's dry cells.

Ji Xuanyi then remembered that she had once heard Yin Chen mention that great figure in China, who used secret methods to transform his cultivation for Luo Feng.

"The mysterious seed that the old Heavenly Master understood has taken effect, but why does it take effect at this time? Is it possible that some kind of force is attracting it?"

"Is it me?" Ji Ziming stared blankly at her new body.

She has surpassed the limits of a warrior, and what she understands, perceives, and sees is all brand new.

The shadow in the depths of Ji Ziming's Qi Sea fluctuated at this moment.

"I understand, there is help, there is still help," Ji Ziming crossed her knees, and the shadow in the sea of ​​qi was herself. At this time, a powerful breath of life and golden light formed a connection.

The blue and golden auras intertwined together. At this time, the Ji family blood in Luo Feng's body quickly revived, and even exploded with unprecedented power.

Deep in Luo Feng's Qi Sea, the golden ocean almost filled the entire Qi Sea. With the influx of Ji Ziming's life breath, the Qi Sea turned into a blue-gold color.

The forty sword shapes burst out with bright light, like a heavy rain moistening the earth, and a peaceful life began to revive.

With the young man's sigh, the cold air in Xuanji Pavilion faded away.

...

At this time, the Ji family was outside, and the Ji family and others were excluded from the outside.

Ji Canghai and others fell into deep thought.

"Dad, brother Wu Dao will be fine, right? I haven't seen him yet, and I don't know what he looks like yet," Ji Xuanyi's eyes turned red from crying.

"Girl, actually dad should have told you earlier," Ji Canghai sighed.

"What's going on?"

"Actually, you have met that kid Wu Dao, and you guys know him."

"Know?" Ji Xuanyi cried sadly, "Dad, please stop playing tricks on me. I'm so sad now."

"That kid Luo Feng is innocent."

"What did you say?" Ji Xuanyi was startled, and then cried even louder.

"Let me just say, when I saw brother Luo Feng in the Fifth Courtyard, I felt that he looked very familiar. It turned out that he was my brother Wudao. I was even more sad, wuwuwu..."

Ji Canghai shook his head and said, "I don't know what the owner of the house is doing inside at this time. Doesn't the purpose of her ice wall mean that she won't see anyone?"

"How can we understand the pain of losing a child," said Fu Xu, the four heads of the Ji family, "not to mention that the good boy Wu Dao died for the head of the Ji Ziming family?"

Suddenly, when everyone was at a loss what to do, Ji Ziming's voice came from within the Ji family.

"Come in."

"Did Patriarch Ji Ziming speak?" Everyone's eyes widened with expressions of disbelief.

"What exactly is going on?"

Ji Canghai shook his head, "Ignore this for now, let's talk about it after we go in."

The ice wall in front melted, and it was Ji Ziming who dispersed.

When everyone entered the world of ice and snow, they immediately felt an extreme chill and couldn't help but shiver.

Finally, people saw Ji Ziming from Tianji Pavilion standing there with a tired look on her face.

"See the head of the family!"

Members of the Ji family bowed one after another.

"Thank you for your hard work, Canghai. Are you okay?" Ji Ziming asked.

Ji Canghai looked remorseful, "Canghai is useless. He failed to protect Wu Dao. He deserves death."

"Everything has its own destiny, and you have tried your best," after saying this, Ji Ziming looked at the three heads of the Ji family, Ji Fengyuan, among the crowd.

"Feng Yuan, you once said that you would not interfere in any internal conflicts of the Ji family and would always remain neutral. Now it seems that you have made a mistake."

The handsome middle-aged man with a pair of conspicuous red phoenix eyes said with a serious smile, "Himeno colluded with the Miller family. I didn't want to get involved, but I also didn't want to watch the Ji family's thousands of years of glory be destroyed in the hands of that idiot Jiye."

"Compared to Ji Ye, I think you are more suitable for the position of the head of the Ji family, not to mention..." A trace of regret flashed in the corner of Ji Fengyuan's eyes, "That kid Wu Dao showed me the other side of the cold-blooded big family, which makes us all

The elders who share the same blood are ashamed."

"Yes, we are worse than a child. We are really pretending to be elders."

Everyone bowed their heads in shame, deeply regretting Luo Feng's death.

Ji Ziming smiled faintly, "Although Wudao is dead,... he will always live in our hearts."

Look into the distance.

As the sun sets on the top of the Western Mountain, a weak figure is looking at Ji Ziming from afar.

The young man was holding a mahogany sword and his face was pale and weak.

"Mother, Wu Dao is dead, but Luo Feng is still alive. We will meet again."

"Let's go," Caiyun and Ouyang Kuang came up from behind and helped Luo Feng up.

"Good boy, I know you don't belong to me alone. Go, there, where the sun rises, is the place where you should exist," Ji Ziming's white hair spread out and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!