Two figures were walking on this white road. In this land of only one color, they didn't know the direction of the surroundings, as if they were traveling aimlessly without any destination.
The wind was strong, but it was also very hot. Along the way, Chu Cheng protected the girl with his magic power.
This girl walked very slowly. Chu Cheng knew that she did this deliberately, so he did not point out. Instead, he carried her and walked with her.
Although the wind was scorching hot, Chu Cheng's face was still extremely pale, and all he felt was a deep chill.
He felt like he was falling into the cold pool of the abyss, and one letter lasted millions of years.
There is a chill inside and outside the body. Even the soul has been covered with frost.
Once the soul is completely covered by the frost, that is the time of death.
Along the way, the wind and snow became a little quiet. But Chu Cheng was walking very fast, and thunder kept appearing around him, using the power of mysterious thunder to offset the rules of the world. From a thousand miles in one step, he reached nearly eight thousand miles.
Chu Cheng left in a hurry because he didn't know if there would be another sand storm.
He still has five moons, which can only block five storms.
The Moon Flower Pill is extremely difficult to refine, and the method of transforming the pill cannot be used to bless it. It would take Chu Cheng a month to refine one furnace.
The opposite of Moon Flower, Moon Transformation Pill, is several times more difficult to refine.
The elixir of turning the moon does not have any elixir ingredients, but is made from the vicissitudes of the sun and the moon. It is the elixir of time.
The collision of time and this life is undoubtedly extremely terrifying. It can turn the world around, melt everything, and turn it into the grand mist of the first opening of heaven and earth.
Therefore, even Chu Cheng is not very sure that the refining will be successful.
Once the moon is used up, even if you have a jade bowl to protect you, you will still be trapped for days or even decades.
He knew that he had run out of fuel and was now just struggling to hold on.
Once all the vitality is lost and the soul is frozen, there is only the word death.
He didn't have that much time, but it was just this vast expanse of white, with no end in sight, and it seemed like it would never end.
There is a wind that shuttles between the sky and the earth. Although it blends with the wind, it is still clearly visible.
Suddenly, the wind trembled violently and exploded again. Like a red fruit, it hit the wall and bloomed into a gorgeous festoon.
A figure in white clothes retreated from the wind, revealing its figure. Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared.
"Grandpa?" A young girl exclaimed.
Chu Cheng coughed violently, and blood continued to flow. A large piece of blood flowed out of the air, and then fell to the ground. It was shocking.
The two figures fell to the ground in the strong wind. As soon as they landed, the girl hurriedly took out a piece of cloth and walked to Chu Cheng, stood on tiptoes and wiped it for him.
The girl wiped it very carefully, for fear that the blood in her mouth would get on the clothes and stain the snow-like clothes.
A hand held Chu Cheng's chin, and the remaining blood flowed down the girl's hand, slowly flowing into the sleeves, and soon spread.
The other hand carefully held the cloth and wiped the corners of Chu Cheng's mouth.
That hand was placed on Chu Cheng's chin, and the touch of his skin made Chu Cheng feel hot, as if the cold winter of December had encountered the unavoidable warm sun of March, which made people feel surprised.
"Grandpa, are you going to die?" The girl wiped the blood from the corner of Chu Cheng's mouth, put away the cloth, and asked.
When Chu Cheng heard the question, he also smiled bitterly.
With his condition, anyone in front of him could tell that he was already dead.
"Yes, I'm about to die." Chu Cheng nodded without hiding anything, then paused and said, "If there is no miracle."
When the girl heard this, she looked a little disappointed. But soon a bright light appeared between her eyes.
"No wonder Grandpa walks so slowly, and no wonder Grandpa's body is so cold." The girl stretched out a hand, took Chu Cheng's left hand, and spoke word by word.
"Although I only spent a short time with my grandfather, I can tell that you are a good person just like my son."
"It is said that good people are rewarded. Grandpa will definitely not die. Miracles will definitely happen. As long as I find my young master, with his skills, I will definitely be able to rescue you."
Chu Cheng shook his head, but the corners of his mouth were still bitter.
He couldn't see through this girl's cultivation. She must be much stronger than him, so the young master she was talking about must be even more powerful than her.
It is a pity that his chance of survival can only be extended by entering the mysterious realm. Even if a powerful person in the realm of destruction takes action, he is still unable to save the day.
Chu Cheng was about to speak, but he felt a heat in his hand instantly hit his soul. The feeling like bathing in the warm sun of March came again, even worse than before.
"This is..." Chu Cheng felt this strange feeling, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
This heat almost instantly dissipated the coldness on the body, and the soul covered by ice began to melt in an instant.
Chu Cheng didn't notice that when the girl held his hand, a fiery red crystal bead hidden under the clothes on the girl's chest shone even brighter.
Like burning fire, wisps of heat flowed down the girl's torso into her hands, and then continued from her hands to Chu Cheng's palms, and then went straight into her body, mind and soul.
"Come, let me hold grandpa's hand. Let's go find my young master together. I believe that grandpa will not die." The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled.
When Chu Cheng saw this smiling face, it seemed as if he had touched the blazing sun that could drive away everything in the world, and received the life fire that would continue his vitality.
The girl put her toes down, walked out with one step, aligned shoulder to shoulder with Chu Cheng, and said again: "Grandpa, let's go, I have a feeling that the young master should be nearby."
"Okay! Thank you for helping me again, senior!" Chu Cheng said, the first word came out of his mouth, but the last sentence was muttered silently in his heart. He didn't want to offend this girl.
Chu Cheng waved his hand, the soles of his feet were filled with light, and he lifted into the air with force. He carried the girl and rushed forward.
This extremely white land is indeed very vast, seemingly boundless. But this is just looking at it.
The ancient fairy court, that is, the Canghai Mirror, stands in the blue sky. No matter how big it is, it will not exceed this piece of sky. It is just a corner of it.
Eight days later, Chu Cheng took the girl and flew all the way. Although the light in the white sand desert was getting more and more dazzling, he saw many people one after another.
On this day, for some reason, the whiteness became a hundred times more dazzling, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
The white sand howls wildly, creating a haze that hits the heaven and earth in chaos.
A starry night rose quietly, breaking through the sky and the earth for an instant, making all the monks in this white desert instantly aware of it.
These are thousands of stars, rotating slowly, and pulling thousands more stars in one turn.
In one breath and ten turns, the white world was instantly invaded and transformed by stars.
When Chu Cheng noticed this scene, his body suddenly shook, he raised his head sharply, and his breathing became rapid while trembling.
The moment the starry night appeared, eight true meanings began to surge in his body.
"That's... the vast sea..."
It is said that there is something created by heaven and earth, which is Hongmeng Xiantian. It is a miracle in the world.