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After leaving Hundred Flowers Valley, Zi Feng had been galloping nonstop towards the northern border. Actually, Zi Feng also had his own selfish thoughts as to why he chose to go to the Demonic Sect's realm. In the west of the continent, there was a flourishing supply of medicinal herbs, while in the north, there was a rare lack of quality. Since he had refined the Heart Flame, Zi Feng had not had the chance to try refining anything yet, right? Only after refining the flying sword for the first time would he no longer have the chance to practice. Thus, during that trial, Zi Feng chose the northern shore of the Devil Sect.

"Purple Maple stood on his flying sword, silently flying forward. As he looked at Yun Feng, he felt an incomparable sense of comfort. Zi Feng had not experienced that feeling of ease for many years. After parting with her, he had faced the endless pursuit of the wolf pack in the Great Desolate Forest; after that, he had gone to the Western Territory and been assassinated by a mysterious organization; after receiving news that his grandfather was in trouble, he had rushed back thousands of miles away and almost died; it was only because of the mysterious fairy girl's powerful persuasion that he had been able to keep his life; after that, she had married someone. Scenes from the past flashed through Zi Feng's mind as he let out a long sigh. His tightly shut eyes suddenly opened as he muttered to himself, "Let the past go with the wind!" "From now on, I will live for myself." As he spoke, a candid voice spread throughout the vast sky. When Fa Ming who was following behind saw Zi Feng's appearance, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said, "This kid has been quite nervous lately. Is the stimulation still not good enough?" As he spoke, he looked at Zi Feng with some sympathy. That was because the scene from that day was something that Farmer had experienced together. The betrayal of a couple was something that even a family like him couldn't bear to see. Although the people who cultivated Buddhism didn't talk about love, they still retained their primitive nature. Thus, in the ten days that Violet Maple had spent together in the wilderness, Fa Ming had already acknowledged the violet-haired youth in front of him. Such a person who cherished and cherished their relationship was worth befriending. Moreover, they had experienced the test of life and death together. Fa Ming had long since treated Zi Feng as one of his own. Seeing Zi Feng's cruel state of mind once again, the calm and emotionless Fa Ming couldn't help but be moved.

After a long time, Zi Feng turned his head to Fa Ming and said, "We will soon reach the Hong Hu. After we pass the Hong Hu, we will step into the demonic realm." Hearing Zi Feng's words, Fa Ming nodded his head but did not express any opinions. Currently, Fa Ming was already used to giving all the travel arrangements to Zi Feng. Seeing that Fa Ming was silent, Zi Feng continued, "In a while, we will rest for a while at the Hong Hu!" As he spoke, he cast his gaze into the distance. After hearing what Zi Feng said, Fa Ming was slightly surprised. Zi Feng had always only known how to travel and where to rest. Now that he took the initiative to ask for rest, he couldn't help but feel somewhat puzzled. However, Fa Ming didn't ask anything and just silently followed behind Zi Feng as they flew forward.

Not far away, the flood dragon kept darting through the clouds. In Little White's words, "Easy." However, the flood dragon was glad that it had made a wise decision. It had only been a few years and yet the little guy had already reached the height that others would need tens of years or even hundreds of years to reach. However, to be honest, the main reason the dragon made that decision was because of the Netherworld Spirit. It didn't consider the existence of Zi Feng at all. However, from the looks of it, the situation was much better than he thought. Not only was there the Netherworld, but there was also the White Tiger that was known as the War God. Thinking of this Flood Dragon, he couldn't help but let out a long roar to express the joy in his heart. Hearing the dragon's roar, Whitey leaned close to the Netherworld and whispered, "Big Brother Wolf, is this Big Brother Long in heat?" As he spoke, he looked suspiciously at the quiet Netherworld. After hearing these words, You You couldn't help but think for a moment before earnestly saying, "It seems that we need to pay attention in the future. We should help him find a female Flood Dragon as soon as possible." Hearing those words, Lil 'White nodded clearly.

A few wild ducks emerged from the reeds near the edge of the Great Lakes. They flapped their wings as they flew over the surface of the water. Upon seeing this scene, Whitey's eyes clearly moved. It stared fixedly at the wild duck that flew away. However, at this moment, Whitey had lost its previous elegance and was standing there without moving. This was quite different from its style. However, when the Netherworld saw Little White's appearance, he couldn't help but sigh and say, "The child has finally grown up. It's not easy!" As he spoke, he looked at Whitey beside him with an aged look on his face. As if it felt the strange expression of the Netherworld, Lil 'White couldn't help but take a few steps back and look at the Netherworld with vigilance. Just as the two of them looked at each other, the calm waters of the Great Lakes suddenly exploded. A dragon-shaped creature suddenly emerged from the water, causing the originally calm water surface to shake. The flood dragon rose into the air and wantonly wandered about on the surface of the water. It was an extremely uncomfortable sight to behold. Seeing this scene, the corner of Zi Feng's mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile. That Flood Dragon seemed to have maintained its childish nature up until now. He recalled the fierce appearance of the flood dragon when he had first met it, and how terrifying it had looked. But now, he had actually seen the other side of the dragon. How could Zi Feng not be happy? When Farmer Ming, who was at the side, saw this vast expanse of water, he was momentarily shocked. He had never seen such a vast expanse of water in his vision! He was originally just a monk from the Dream Rain Temple. He hadn't thought that after following Zi Feng out for a stroll, he would discover that the world was actually so interesting. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel grateful to his master for his decision. Otherwise, to this day, when his knowledge was still limited to that cold mountain, he could not help but feel that his fate had fluctuated. Seeing this familiar scene, Zi Feng's memories couldn't help but replay the past. At that time, he almost died at the edge of the Great Lakes. If it wasn't for that expert forcibly intervening, perhaps he would already be a ghost now. Thinking to that point, Zi Feng couldn't help feeling a bit of sorrow. In his mind, the corners of the Horned and Son's mouths couldn't help appearing, and in that instant, Zi Feng recalled the action of pointing his finger southwest when the thin male died. For a moment, Zi Feng couldn't help but open his eyes wide, not daring to believe what he had just heard. He thought, "The Horned Demon clansmen are well-known figures in the cultivation world. Why would they assassinate me time and time again?" However, when he thought of the Horned Demon father and son's complexions, Zi Feng seemed to realize that the Horned Demon family must be inextricably linked to that mysterious organization. Thinking of this, Zi Feng couldn't help but turn around and look at the southwest corner. He muttered, "After this trip, I will definitely climb the Pill Sun Peak again." As he spoke, his body couldn't help but emit a majestic aura. Zi Feng's eyes were filled with an abnormally firm and unyielding will. After missing this life or death experience, Zi Feng once again embarked on a journey to the north.

Very quickly, they crossed over the waters of the Honghu Lake, and Zi Feng and the others stepped into the realm of the devil sect. According to the blueprint given by Valley Master Fan, the northeast corner would be Mount Yandao, which was also an important area of the Devil Sect. However, right now, Zi Feng only wanted to train for a while and raise his alchemy skills before going to face off against the mysterious organization. Therefore, Zi Feng decided not to head to the northeast, but to head straight to the Northern Frosty Region. Because it was rumored that there were many rare ores there, Zi Feng wanted to try his luck and see if he could find some satisfactory ores to practice with. Otherwise, he would be sorry to the alchemy book that Mu Han had left behind all those years ago. Along the way, Fa Ming quietly sat on the buddhist bead. He didn't notice any changes in his emotions and just quietly followed behind Zi Feng. As for the flood dragon, it was rolling back and forth in excitement. The Evil Year had been staying in that valley since long ago. Therefore, when it came out, it was very excited.

The further north they went, the colder the temperature became. Looking off into the distance, more than half of the mountains were covered in ice, and the wasteland was actually filled with withered yellow weeds. In the Central Plains, it was the summer solstice right now, but the cold winter was still the same when they stepped into the Northern Frosty Region. In the Central Plains, it was currently the summer solstice, but in the Northern Frosty Region, it was winter and winter right when they stepped into the Northern Frosty Region. As they went deeper, Zi Feng and the others gradually discovered that the Northern Frosty Region was deserted. Initially, they would occasionally see a few tribes, but after that, they could not see anything. Some of them were just barren weeds. Seeing the desolate scene in front of him, Zi Feng couldn't help but feel sad. His mind couldn't help but think back to the three years he spent in the Wasteland of Tranquil Kneadness. At that time, he didn't eat nor sleep for three years in the wilderness, and he relied on his strong will to persevere in the silent world. Thinking about it, Zi Feng couldn't help but feel that his actions back then were so foolish, so good that he couldn't find any words to say. By the side, when Fa Ming saw Zi Feng's sad expression, he couldn't help but feel that Zi Feng's existence was a tragedy. Was Zi Feng himself a tragedy? For a moment, Fa Ming couldn't help but feel sympathy for this sentimental Zi Feng. He felt that he was too much of a girl, but he did not go forward to criticize him, because he knew that if he did, Zi Feng would be even more upset. When a person was weak, what he needed was not to criticize, but a kind of understanding. For some reason, when the current Fa Ming saw Zi Feng, he always felt that he was a child that hadn't grown up. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity.

Many days later, Zi Feng and the others finally stepped into the Arctic State. The continuous mountain range looked quite spectacular. Behind the undulating mountain range was the boundless Northern Sea. According to legends, deep within the Northern Sea, there was an island like this. There were flowers blooming and a hundred flowers arguing. It was completely different from the depressed and depressed world around them. However, there was a secret that no one knew about on that island. Those who knew of this had occasionally heard Farmer mention it. At this moment, standing before the towering mountain range, Zi Feng felt an indescribable sense of pride. Seeing the faintly discernible surface of the sea, Zi Feng decided that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely go and find that island. Standing beside Zi Feng, when Fa Ming saw the look of longing on Zi Feng's face, he couldn't help but smile and say, "Why do you want to find the legendary island?" Zi Feng, whose thoughts had been exposed, said somewhat embarrassedly: "En, a little." As he spoke, he looked at Farmer with a face full of hope, hoping to learn more about the island from him. Seeing the look of longing on Zi Feng's face, Fa Ming sighed and said, "How difficult!" After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Wanting to cross the Northern Ocean is not that simple. Even a master at the Large Accomplishment Realm would have to weigh the pros and cons." As he spoke, he helplessly looked at Zi Feng. Zi Feng's eyes widened at the reply. That was an existence at the very peak of this world. Even their teleportation cannot surpass it, let alone the current him. Thinking of this, he could not help but feel a little disappointed. Seeing Zi Feng's dejected expression, Fa Ming sighed and said, "Do you know why it is so difficult to cross the Northern Sea?" Zi Feng looked at him in confusion. Seeing the puzzled look on Zi Feng's face, Fa Ming sighed and said, "I once heard Master say that on this continent, besides cultivators, there are also demonic cultivators." He then looked towards the flood dragon and the others and continued, "In this world, there are two lands that are purely for cultivators. One is the Great Desolate Forest of the Eastern Region, and the other is the Northern Sea." After hearing Farmer's explanation, Zi Feng couldn't help but feel enlightened. Back then when he had entered the Great Desolate Forest, he had almost lost his life even though it was just the outer perimeter. If he had entered any further, Zi Feng would not have dared to imagine the result. However, now that Zi Feng looked at the choppy sea surface, he couldn't help but feel that it was a challenge, a pursuit. It was also at this moment that Zi Feng told himself that he would return to the depths of the forest in the future and find his reputation. He would travel far and wide in the future to create a legend of himself. "As he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a domineering aura rising from his body.

Seeing Zi Feng like this, Farmer Ming, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but smile as he thought, This is what a man should be like! As he thought, he also accompanied Zi Feng to look at the rising and falling clouds.