A satisfactory sneer appeared on his hideous face. After more than ten breaths, Wu Feng moved to the edge of the Nine Heavens Meteorite. When the pressure on his head gradually weakened, he jumped into the lake. The rugged water surface suddenly aroused a high splash of water, as if a dragon was sneaking in.

For more than ten breaths, how short it took, even tea wouldn't have time to stretch out in the boiling water, but it was these ten breaths of persistence that deeply shocked the hearts of Qiongjue and the other two. Standing on the top of the mountain, when did they ever see the people at the foot of the mountain burst into such amazing perseverance and indomitableness in order to survive?

All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome. They had different backgrounds and could not choose, that was the beginning of destiny. All they could choose is the unyielding heart and the willingness to accept their fate. Wu Feng chose the former. If the fate is unfair, then fight. So what if you fail? At least you have worked hard and don’t regret it. His fate is up to you and not to you.

The high splashes fell, and ripples spread on the lake surface. Until the ripples continued to spread and finally returned to calm, Wu Feng's figure still did not surface. The five people rushed out of the waterfall, Qiongjue swept lightly, and told He Chang to go into the water to save people. However, before the words were finished, a splash of water flipped up on the lake surface.

The pleasure after experiencing the limit was like spring rain nourishing the dry earth. A hearty shout broke through the throat. Wu Feng floated on the water, his eyes flashed brightly, and his slightly upside down sword eyebrows made the already handsome face a little sharp and cold. The five people were slightly stunned because they understood that this was not a pretentious manner, but a momentum arising from the heart.

Qiongjue put away his lost look first, raised his beautiful eyes slightly, looked at the rectangular sky, and said, "Let's go, we should go back."

There are two concepts of time, one is to live like a year, and the other is to pass by. This month's time for body refining belongs to the latter, and they nodded, but their eyes were filled with meaning.

Yao'er seemed even more reluctant, but it seemed that it was not because the time limit had arrived, and the black luster of the Nine Heavens meteorite made her stare in a daze.

"Can we get some of this stone back?"

Yao'er's whimsical thoughts made everyone smile. It was not easy to obtain these nine-day meteorites that have not deformed for thousands of years.

"Of course," He Chang raised a smirk and said.

"Really? Why do you do it? This stone seems to be unable to cut it!" Yao'er asked, her big eyes blinking, full of seriousness.

"Of course the knife cannot be cut, bite it with your mouth!" He Chang said proudly. Teased the little girl Yaoer was one of his main pleasures. The latter was so angry that he bulged his mouth and stared without saying a word.

"Are you leaving?" Wu Feng swam on the shore, and the water droplets kept falling along the ends of his hair. The wet clothes tightly wrapped the thin chest, and the feeling of power was filled with snoring.

Yao'er trotted over and took Wu Feng's hand. In the past month, the latter's food has completely conquered the little girl, "Brother Wu Feng, are you going back to Yueshan Sect with us?"

Wu Feng's performance had dispelled the hatred in his heart, but when he heard Yao'er's words, Bai Di's eyes couldn't help but tremble and said, "Yao'er, do you think that Master is not enough to punish you?"

"Hmph, if you punish me, you will be fined, as long as there is something delicious every day." Yao'er muttered.

"Don't mess around." Qiongjue said softly, then looked at Wu Feng, "Let's go, we'll take you up."

The cliff that reached into the sky made people feel like they were in the eighteenth floor underground. If they had no soul power and had the strength to climb up alone, they would be a fool. Wu Feng looked up, then withdrew his gaze after a moment, shook his head, and said, "You guys go."

The world outside is prey on the weak. Instead of going out to become someone else's on-the-trade meal, it is better to stay here and continue to refine your body. Wu Feng finally found a way to enhance his strength, but he didn't want to end it just like that.

Wu Feng's answer seemed to be expected. Qiongjue's jade hand spread out, and a jade plaque appeared, moist as mutton fat, with three luminous words engraved on it. Yueshan Sect then fell into Wu Feng's hand under the support of his soul power.

"Thank you for your food this month. This is the jade plaque of Yueshan Sect."

"Thank you!" The jade plaque is a talisman. Wu Feng naturally understood what Qiong Jue meant. He grabbed the jade plaque and put it in his chest. After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Can I see you again in the future?"

Yao'er and He Chang smiled at each other, Bai Di's eyes suddenly became dark, and Zhao Hu was slightly disdainful. He originally thought that Wu Feng was the same as him, but he didn't expect that the latter could not escape the ordinary people's emotions and desires.

Qiong Jue has heard this sentence countless times, and his beautiful eyes are indifferent. Even though Wu Feng showed a side that ordinary people could not do, he summoned the purple flute in the next second and drove it away.

Bai Di breathed a little relieved. He no longer had any hatred for Wu Feng, but he could not accept another love rival. After saying goodbye, he summoned a thin sword and flew into the sky.

The red silk was already floating in the air, and Yao'er and He Chang jumped up one after another.

"Brother Wu Feng, you have to work hard." Yao'er said with a choking smile. The sorrow of parting made this innocent little girl feel uncomfortable. Wu Feng smiled slightly and nodded.

"Brother, don't show off after we leave. If something goes wrong, no one will save you." He Chang looked at the waterfall that was hitting down and said.

"Okay!" Wu Feng replied with a smile, looking at the red silk that gradually disappeared from his sight, and his hands raised.

With heavy steps coming, Wu Feng looked sideways and saw that only Zhao Hu was left among the five people, whose black heavy sword was already suspended in the air.

"If you have any trouble, go to the Heilong Mountains to find the Heilong Gang. I am a friend of the gang leader. Although I am not a first-class force, I am more than enough to deal with the Blood Master."

Wu Feng nodded. Although he had never been to the Heilong Mountains, it did not mean that he had never heard of it. The latter was only half a day away from the main city of Luofeng City, which was somewhat similar to the jungle and He'an Town.

"Thank you, but one day, I will get my blood debt back with my own hands."

If it were someone else, Zhao Hu might think that he was talking big, but this sentence came out of Wu Feng's mouth, which made him nod solemnly. The next second, the black heavy sword pulled out a long afterimage in the air and disappeared at the other end of the cliff that reached into the sky.

The sound of water is rustling, the lake is rugged, the waterfall is flying down day and night, and the black luster of the nine-day meteorite seems to be endless. At the bottom of this cage-like abyss, Wu Feng, who is alone, looks even more silent.

Loneliness can flood a person or become a pre-explosion. Wu Feng put away his thoughts, frowned with his sword eyebrows, and his handsome face became cold and rushed into the waterfall again the next second.
Chapter completed!