C53 Littoral Mountain Range(7)

No one knew what it looked like and what it looked like at the center of the mountains after passing through the rank 9 demonic beasts.

In the dense forest, a graceful white figure embraced a white-clothed man covered in blood, flying through the air and passing through the Ninth Order in the blink of an eye.

There were no tall trees on the mountain, but instead strange and wondrous flowers and plants covered the entire mountain. The mountain was brimming with an abundant amount of purple and red flowers, and they were all competing with each other to release their fragrance, causing the people who smelled it to instantly feel relaxed and happy. The white-clothed woman carried Lu Qingfeng and flew straight to the peak of the mountain.

There were no luxurious buildings on the mountain peak, only seven or eight bamboo houses covered in flowers. At this moment, outside the door of the largest bamboo house stood three men and three women. They looked in the direction the white-clothed woman had come from.

The leader was a woman with long purple hair tied behind her head. She wore a long red dress and her face was filled with anxiety as she stared straight ahead. This woman was the one whose heart was tied to Lu Qingfeng's safety, Cold like ice.

The white-clothed woman hugged Lu Qingfeng and floated down in front of Leng RuBing. She took a step forward and stretched out her hands to take Lu Qingfeng from the white-clothed woman's hands.

Seeing the pale and unconscious Lu Qingfeng tightly hugging Lu Qingfeng, crystal clear tears rolled down her ice-blue eyes.

Leng Rushuang suddenly raised his head, looked at the woman in white, and asked softly, "Senior, how is Qing Feng? Is he serious?"

The white-robed woman waved her hand and slowly said, "Don't worry, he's fine. It's just that he's exhausted his soul force. Let's put him on the bed first." With that, he turned around and said to the others, "You three go rest somewhere else for now. We need some peace and quiet here."

Leng Rushuang carried Lu Qingfeng to the bamboo house and gently placed him on the bed. Then, she sat down next to the bed.

The white-clothed woman followed behind her as she took out a stalk of white flower grass and said to Leng RuBing, "Child, this is Soul Nurturing Grass, you can take one of the white flowers from him in the morning, in the middle, and in the evening, use your mouth to chew on it, mix it with saliva and send it into his mouth. Remember, after chewing on it, you cannot touch anything else, you must directly send it into his mouth, after using this pearl, the piece outside the room will be yours, you can pick it whenever you want."

As cold as ice, she received the soul-raising grass. The root of the grass was around the size of a finger, and it was a foot long. At the top of the stem, there were three branches, and on each branch, there were only two leaves. At the top of the branch, there was a small white flower with seven leaves, and in the middle of the small flower, there was a yellow stamen.

After he finished reading, Leng Rushuang casually picked one and put it into her mouth. She then began to chew it slowly.

It was as if he was afraid that chewing would affect his recovery, and after chewing for about five to six minutes, he felt that it was enough.

Lowering her head, she slowly moved closer to Lu Qingfeng's face. As she got closer and closer to Lu Qingfeng's face, her face that was as cold as ice, gradually revealed a faint blush.

Suppressing the young girl's bashful heart, the two of their lips finally touched. Slowly, they stuck out their sweet tongues and lightly knocked open Lu Qingfeng's tightly-shut lips. Then, they threw in the fragments of the Soul Nurturing Grass that were mixed with ice-cold saliva into Lu Qingfeng's mouth.

The moment their lips met, Icy Cold like Ice felt as if his soul had left his body, floating aimlessly in the air with the wind. How the fragments of the medicinal liquid entered Lu Qingfeng's mouth, he had already lost all sense of it.

When she finished feeding the medicine, she raised her head and her face was completely red. But when she looked at Lu Qingfeng, her eyes were filled with warmth.

As Lu Qingfeng lost consciousness, time passed by day by day. Cold as ice also fed Lu Qingfeng Soul Nurturing Grass powder that he chewed three times a day.

In the blink of an eye, it was already autumn and summer. Winter passed, and spring arrived. Flowers bloomed everywhere, and Lu Qingfeng's face was also getting redder day by day.

Just as the Crimson Spot Tiger arrived, it smoothly broke through to the Sixth Order, transforming into a sturdy man with red eyes. Sometimes, the Crimson Spot Tiger would also sneak into the room to see how Lu Qingfeng's injuries were recovering, and Ling'er and Bluesilver were even more diligent in their work, going to Lu Qingfeng's room almost every day.

The Soul Nurturing Grass was the best medicinal herb to treat soul wounds and was the main ingredient to concoct the Soul Nurturing Pill. After 300 days of continuous consumption, Lu Qingfeng's soul wounds had long since recovered.

However, his Niwan Palace had undergone a tremendous change. His soul had originally been an intangible and intangible object, but now, Lu Qingfeng's Niwan Palace was filled with a milky white fog.

The white mist rolled unceasingly, gathering towards the center of the Niwan Palace. It became more and more solid as the days passed. Gradually, it became like a milky-white jade sword floating in the middle of Lu Qingfeng's Niwan Palace.

Moreover, there was an increasing amount of milky white fog that continuously gathered around the jade sword. In the end, all of the milky white fog was completely absorbed by the jade sword.

As time slowly passed, the white jade sword became more and more solid. When Lu Qingfeng had been unconscious for a year, only the milky white jade sword remained in his Niwan Palace.

The moment this sword was formed, Lu Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning, deep and distant. If someone looked directly into Lu Qingfeng's eyes, they would feel as if they had fallen into an abyss.

Lu Qingfeng let out a long breath. The sword spirit had finally formed. It was just that the sword spirit now was still very weak. It had yet to slowly mature in the future. The most important thing for a sword cultivator was to become a sword spirit. As long as they had a sword spirit, their future cultivation would be smooth sailing. It would also be of great help to them in comprehending the true essence of the sword.

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged on his bed, and began to cultivate according to the Five Elements True Understanding. With the circulation of true energy through his meridians, the route of the Mystic realm's early stage was no longer satisfied with the rate of absorption of heaven and earth origin energy. There was clearly a sluggish feeling to it, after carefully experiencing it, he finally understood the reason; he had unknowingly broken through to the middle stage of the Mystic realm.

It seemed that the crisis this time had brought him a huge harvest. He used his spiritual sense to examine his Niwan Palace and found his Soul Sword floating silently in the air.

As he continued to observe, Lu Qingfeng was suddenly stunned. He stared at the surroundings of the soul sword and discovered that there was a tiny golden dot of light slowly revolving around the soul sword in his Niwan Palace.

Lu Qingfeng could not help but frown, "What is this thing? Why is there a golden dot of light inside the Niwan Palace?" He examined it carefully, but didn't find anything amiss.

Right at that moment, Leng Rushuang walked in with a stalk of Spirit Nurturing Grass in her hand. Just as she pushed open the door and entered the room, she looked up and saw Lu Qingfeng sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed. At that moment, he was stunned and the Spirit Nurturing Grass fell to the ground.

After that, he opened his arms and pounced towards Lu Qingfeng, instantly throwing himself into Lu Qingfeng's embrace. He cried with joy as he hugged Lu Qingfeng, his body twitching non-stop as streams of crystal clear tears rolled down his face. The robe on Lu Qingfeng's chest was soaked in tears of cold water. Lu Qingfeng stroked his long purple hair that was as cold as ice, feeling endless warmth in his heart.

After a long while, Leng Rushuang let go of Lu Qingfeng's arms and raised her head. Her big eyes stared at Lu Qingfeng without blinking. She stretched out her petite hands and caressed Lu Qingfeng's face. Her eyes were once again filled with mist.

The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long time. It was as if thousands of words were being exchanged between the two pairs of eyes.

Finally, Leng like Ice's lips slightly moved, and he said softly: "Qingfeng, do you know how worried I was about you during this one year you were unconscious? I hoped every day that you would wake up, but every day, I was disappointed. I was really worried about you." As he finished speaking, he couldn't help but sob.

Lu Qingfeng reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of Leng RuBing's eyes, then gently said: "Okay, don't cry anymore, I'm fine with this, okay? "If you didn't say it, I really wouldn't know. It turns out I've been unconscious for a year."

After which, he looked at the Soul Nurturing Grass that had fallen to the ground and asked, "I find the appearance of this herb very familiar. Could it be that this is the Soul Nurturing Grass?"

Leng Rushuang said, "That's right, I didn't expect that the continent's rare and valuable Spirit Nurturing Grass would be so numerous. It's all thanks to the Spirit Nurturing Grass, if not, you wouldn't even know when you would wake up."

Lu Qingfeng asked, "Ru Bing, what is this place?" Leng RuBing said, "You guessed right, this is really Ling'er's hometown." Lu Qingfeng revealed an 'as expected' expression.

Leng Rushuang continued, "Qing Feng, back then, you had fainted because of the secret technique. It was all thanks to Ling'er's mother's timely arrival. Otherwise, I really don't know what the consequences would have been. Now that I think about it, I feel a wave of lingering fear."

With that, he added, "Qingfeng, you don't know, Ling'er's mother's cultivation is so high. I didn't expect her to be a divine beast."

Hearing this, Lu Qingfeng was surprised, but he soon felt relieved. There was still Senior Feng in the God Breaking Mountain Range, so it wasn't impossible for a Spirit Fox to appear in the coastal mountains.

As the two of them were talking, a beautiful woman in a white dress walked in. Lu Qingfeng turned to look, and if Ling'er and this woman were to stand together, they would be like sisters. The only difference was that this woman seemed much more mature than Ling'er.

Without question, Lu Qingfeng could also guess who this woman was. He quickly got off the bed and was about to kneel down and thank her, but he found that he couldn't kneel down. He could only clasp his hands together and bow as he said: "Junior thanks senior for saving me."

Ling'er's mother said, "Child, you don't have to be like this. If it weren't for you, my Ling'er would have died a horrible death. If I had to thank you, I would be the one thanking you."

Lu Qingfeng had met Ling'er's mother today and wanted to resolve his doubts, so he could ask her about it.

Thus, Lu Qingfeng asked, "Senior, the God's Broken Mountain Range is tens of thousands of miles away. How did Ling'er get there?"

Who would have known that Ling'er had been stuck on this mountain for too long. As soon as I went into seclusion, he ran out to the area where the Rank 4 Demonic Beasts were, and was captured by the human cultivators. Afterwards, that cultivator went to the God's Broken Mountain Range, where he was killed by another group of people, and Ling'er finally broke free from the clutches of the demonic beasts there. Knowing the reason behind this matter, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.