This is the first time Nanfeng calls Shaoting "Mother".

Although it is simple, it contains a strong mother-son relationship. Shaoting's originally pale face showed a hint of rosy, her body trembled slightly, her arms stretched out with difficulty, gently wiped away the blood and tears from Nanfeng's face, and the tears also quietly slid down.

At this moment, Shaoting could no longer feel any pain, and her eyes emitted a weak look, including kindness.

Suddenly, the expression in Shaoting's eyes changed, as if he had made up some decision. He turned around and faced Zhuo Yuanhua, and then said, "Big...Brother, this child Qingyang is innocent. As long as you let Qingyang go, I am willing to exchange it for my life."

"No..., mom, you don't need to ask him. My life is given by you. If you die, I will never live alone. From now on, I am not here, Zhuo Qingyang, my name is Nanfeng." Nanfeng felt scared for the first time. He was not afraid of death, and even died once for him. His previous life experience made him live almost in a world without emotions. He longed to have his mother and wanted this kind of care. However, the emotion he had finally obtained was about to disappear. He knew that the only thing he could make his mother give up this idea was his life, because he knew very well that in his mother's heart, he was everything.

Similarly, Shao Ting's words caused the same shock in Zhuo Yuanhua's heart. He was different from what Nan Feng thought because he knew the true meaning of Shao Ting's words.

For cultivators, death is not the final destination, especially those with powerful primordial spirits, who can be reborn even after death, and Shaoting is a dragon, and after rebirth, she can still have the consciousness of her previous life. The information she just said has shown her determination, which is to use the real death - both body and spirit to destroy Nanfeng's life.

Facing the mother and son in front of him, Zhuo Yuanhua's heart was extremely complicated, and he even regretted it. If he was full of anger towards Shao Ting before coming, then after seeing the relationship between Nanfeng and the mother and son, the fire of anger was extinguished in an instant, replaced by a kind of grief and pity.

In the world of cultivation, there is also a cultivation family. This kind of relationship maintained by blood ties is far beyond ordinary senior brothers.

Blood is thicker than water, and even in different worlds, it has the same evidence.

Zhuo Yuanhua did not have dual cultivation of Taoism, so he had no offspring. In fact, since cultivation itself is against the will of heaven, it is difficult for most couples to have children among cultivators. And this kind of thing cannot be done.

The appearance of Nanfeng undoubtedly brought a hint of joy to Zhuo Yuanhua or his father, the elder of Ziyang Sect, Yu Xuzi.

Of course, this kind of joy is just ideal, but the reality is that Nan Feng is already full of hatred for Zhuo Yuanhua and even the entire Zixuan Sect.

"Forget it, maybe I was really wrong, I shouldn't have come at all." Zhuo Yuanhua took a deep breath and continued, "But you were wrong too. Why didn't you tell me about Qingyang's existence earlier? Do you think I will transfer hatred to him?"

After Zhuo Yuanhua finished speaking, he did not stop, but instead looked at Nanfeng, with a very complicated expression in his eyes: "I know you have hatred in your heart, but if you are..., forget it, if you want to hate, you should hate it."

He originally wanted to give some reasons to excuse himself, but looking at Nanfeng's gaze, he finally shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, Shaoting was full of joy. Just as Nanfeng thought, in her heart, Nanfeng was everything to her. After hearing Zhuo Yuanhua's words, he also knew that Nanfeng's life was finally saved.

The relaxation in his heart caused all the energy in his body to fade away quickly, and Shao Ting's body instantly softened.

"Mom..." Nan Feng immediately knelt down and helped his mother up, but at this moment, Shao Ting was about to lose consciousness. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at her child lovingly.

The feelings and sadness that had just been suppressed seemed to churn again at this moment, and tears began to gush out involuntarily.

"Child, this is a spiritual concentration pill, please take it to your mother." Zhuo Yuanhua's voice sounded at this moment, and a pill with a strange fragrance floated in front of him.

Despite the hatred, Nanfeng didn't care about anything at this time. He grabbed Ning Shendan and sent it directly to his mother's mouth.

"No need, my child, I used the secret technique of the dragon clan for my mother. My vitality has been exhausted. Ordinary elixirs are powerless. Don't be sad. After I leave, you should leave here with your uncle. Although you were born to me, there is no evil spirit on your body. The human world is where you really should go..." The mother's instructions made Nanfeng's heart squeeze. Tears fell like raindrops.

"No, this medicine will definitely be useful. If you take it, take it quickly, it will definitely be useful. You won't die. I will go to the human world with you. You said that you want to teach me how to practice, you want to take me to see my grandfather, and you also have to learn human cooking skills..." Nan Feng shook his head vigorously, knelt beside his mother, shouting constantly, and finally cried.

But my mother's performance was getting weaker and weaker. She lay in Nanfeng's arms, her mouth opened and closed, but she could not make a sound.

Zhuo Yuanhua around him was also a little anxious at this moment. He knew that if Shaoting died like this, then the hatred between Nan Feng and the entire Zhuo family and even the Zixuan Sect could no longer be resolved.

Therefore, after hearing Shao Ting's words, he immediately frowned.

"Hurry, take the Concentration Pill in your hand first. Although it may not be useful, it can at least delay it for a while. I will think of other ways." After saying that, Zhuo Yuanhua used one hand and a ray of light shot directly on Shao Ting's body. Then Shao Ting's mouth immediately opened, and the pill in Nanfeng's hand also entered.

Shaoting had lost consciousness at this moment, and only her faint breathing could prove that she was still alive.

"I can't recover your mother's injuries. This is a soul gathering bracelet. It can only imprison your mother inside to keep her soul from dissipating and her soul still. When one day you can find the nourishing tree, the Creation Pill and the Life Pill, you may be able to resurrect her and even preserve her strength." Zhuo Yuanhua carefully searched all the knowledge in his consciousness, and finally could only make such a decision.

In fact, even he couldn't even imagine this method. Not to mention the rareness of nourishing the divine wood, at least he had never seen it in the Eastern Continent. You should know that this nourishing the divine wood can have the magical function of tempering the soul. I even heard that it can also use it to refine the magic of transforming into external incarnations. The other two elixirs, Creation Pill and Vitality Pill, are only found in the legendary fairy world, and even in the fairy world, it is extremely precious.

The wonderful use of Creation Pill is to change a person's qualifications. Even a mortal with incomplete five elements can become an excellent practitioner after taking Creation Pill. The Life Pill is known as the immortal medicine, which can restore vitality and can be reshaped immediately even if the body is destroyed.

Shaoting's current situation is that all the souls of ** have been greatly damaged, and their vitality is almost exhausted. The nourishing spirit wood can restore its soul, while the vitality pill can restore her vitality, and then the Creation pill is used to restore her cultivation.

Zhuo Yuanhua did not intend to tell Nanfeng these things, one wanted to give him hope, and the other was to ease the conflict.

Unfortunately, Nanfeng is not a simple child. He has no slightest touch on Zhuo Yuanhua's remedy, but instead makes his hatred more intense.

However, he did not ignore the method Zhuo Yuanhua said, but remembered it carefully. He had already seen too much death and knew what happened to his mother.

Even with the technology of the past, it is almost impossible to save my mother's life at this moment, let alone in such a world.

Seeing her mother's body being sucked into the soul-gathering bracelet, Nan Feng's eyes were wet again.

"Do you have anything to clean up? If not, I will take you out of here now." After silence between each other for a while, Zhuo Yuanhua spoke, he didn't dare to look at Nan Feng's eyes at all.

In fact, he had a lot of things to ask Nanfeng in his mind, but he couldn't say it every time he wanted to speak.

Nanfeng looked cold and after listening, he did not give any answers, so he turned around and walked towards the house built on the island.

In fact, he had nothing to clean up, he just wanted to stay quiet for a while.

He wanted to take revenge and wanted to kill Zhuo Yuanhua, but his previous actions have proved that with his current situation, revenge is almost impossible. Therefore, he had no choice but to remain silent and bury hatred in his heart.

Touching the bracelet in his hand and watching carefully everything in the house, Nanfeng recalled all the experiences of being with his mother. From the beginning in the cave, the dragon pushed the egg shell to him with his mouth, and the subsequent hunting, until he came to life on the island, the misunderstandings that happened during the first meeting after his mother transformed into shape, and the embarrassment when roasting fish, he went out to sea to capture the inner alchemy again and again, all of which seemed to be repeated. Before he knew it, Nanfeng was already in tears.

It was not until noon, when the sky started to drizzle and when the wind began to rise on the sea, Zhuo Yuanhua's voice sounded again.

If it weren't for the weather or the fear of being found by his fellow disciples, Zhuo Yuanhua really didn't want to disturb Nanfeng. He was afraid of talking to the child. The other party's eyes made him shudder. Even when facing life and death danger, Zhuo Yuanhua had never been so uneasy. This was a kind of guilt from the bottom of his heart.
Chapter completed!