Time flew by, and three days and three nights passed before I knew it.
The monks searched day and night among the high mountains, but they found nothing. They didn't even see the shadow of the green lotus and golden cicada. Instead, they fought over the rare treasures they happened to encounter during the period, bleeding countless times, and even the three-leaf cicada. Many disciples of the sect died, not to mention those casual cultivators.
On this day, Han Feng had returned to Laocheng. This time the beast tide reappeared, but it did not cause any harm to Laocheng. It was obviously related to the fact that there were not many beasts in this area. After he entered the city, he did not go back to his residence immediately. Instead, he wandered around the outer city for a while. On the one hand, he purchased some elixirs, and on the other hand, he mainly inquired about news from all parties to see if any news of Qiu Tianyi's death had reached here. However, he couldn't find out any information about him after knocking around. Apparently his enemies hadn't released him, which made him feel a little relieved. Then he silently walked back to the inner city and went straight to the foot of Ziyun Mountain. Enter your own courtyard.
After returning to his courtyard, Han Feng took off his backpack, went directly to the rest room and lay down to rest. After a while, he fell asleep. He hardly slept peacefully during this period.
It wasn't until night that Han Feng woke up. The first thing he did after waking up was to immerse himself in the sea of souls to search for traces of the cicada. However, he found nothing and had to withdraw.
He shook his head, put away his worries about the cicada, silently went to the practice room, and began to meditate and practice to consolidate his rapid progress.
Time flies, and more than ten days have passed. Those monks who were looking for opportunities in the north of Ziyun Mountain have also rushed back to Laocheng. Especially the disciples from the Sanye Sect have almost all come back, and those who have not come back will stay there forever. .
Han Feng was drawing talismans in the talisman-making room. After his soul power reached the first glimpse of perfection, and his soul power was more than twice as powerful as an ordinary soul master, he was now drawing the third-grade talismans much faster. A cup of tea can produce one piece, and at the end of a day, twenty or thirty pieces can be recorded in the account. For more than ten days, in addition to practicing his skills, he had been drawing talismans, so he already had hundreds of third-grade talismans in his pocket, as well as countless second-grade talismans.
At this moment, the identity jade token on his waist began to beep. He ignored it and quickly finished drawing a talisman. Then he picked up the identity jade token and infiltrated it with his soul power to sweep it. He couldn't help but be startled, and immediately put it away. He picked up the newly drawn talisman, and then put all the important things into the storage ring. Those unimportant things were thrown into the big backpack. He picked it up, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, towards the purple He ran towards the platform on Yunshan Mountain, taking five or six feet at a time, and in no time he was along the mountain road to the platform on Ziyun Mountain.
At this time, many people had gathered on the platform, all third- or fourth-grade Talisman Masters, chatting in twos and threes. Yan Dong from the Southern Spirit Talisman Hall saw Han Feng coming up, his eyes lit up slightly, he said something to the two people around him, then walked up to Han Feng and said with a smile: "Brother Han, you are fine, haha! "
"Everything is fine." Han Feng smiled and nodded in return, saying calmly.
"It is reported that you also went to the north of Ziyun Mountain this time. How was your harvest?" Yan Dong asked.
"What else can I do? I just take advantage of the chaos to obtain the cores of a few high-level alien beasts, which can be considered a small gain." Han Feng said casually.
"Awesome, my strength is limited and I haven't caught anything. If it weren't for the care of my fellow disciples, it's doubtful whether I could have returned to Laocheng smoothly." Yan Dong gave a thumbs up and said with admiration.
Han Feng smiled softly and stopped talking.
"Do you know that I heard that our team leader, Senior Brother Qiu Tianyi, died in the northern wilderness, and we initially suspect that it was the powerful man from the Black Demon Sect who formed the core." Yan Dong suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously.
"Ah, where did you hear the news?" Han Feng opened his mouth and asked pretending to be surprised.
"I also learned about it from an elder. Many people don't know it yet." Yan Dong said a little proudly. After a pause, he continued: "As a result, our relationship with the Black Demon Sect is now very bad. , it is rumored that our senior management has issued an ultimatum to them, asking them to give an explanation!"
"Can you explain? It seems that their Black Demon Sect is no worse than our Sanye Sect." Han Feng said disapprovingly.
"Of course, I think our sect is just showing off, so that we can give an explanation to our enemies. After all, a direct descendant of our enemies died." Yan Dong also nodded in agreement.
"The enemy is so influential. Even the top leaders of the sect are turning against them, and they are not willing to fight against the Black Demon Sect. After all, there is no evidence to prove that it was the strong man from the Black Demon Sect who killed him." Han Feng said a little surprised.
"Their enemies have had strong men in the Core Formation realm for generations, and they have a profound foundation. They are one of the families with the oldest inheritance in our sect. The sect must protect their face. In fact, it is also to protect our sect's own face. If a All the disciples in the inner sect are dead, and if there is a suspect, but they don't care about it, doesn't that make all the disciples feel chilly?" Yan Dong said eloquently.
"That's true." Han Feng nodded and agreed.
When Yan Dong was still about to say something, a person suddenly walked out of the hall in the distance. It was Wu Dayan, the fifth-grade Talisman Master. He walked in front of everyone with a gloomy face and shouted in a cold voice: "Quiet!"
The sound was not loud, but it rang in the ears of hundreds of people in the audience, causing them to stop chatting one by one and turn around to look at Wu Dayan seriously.
Wu Dayan glanced at them, his face softened slightly, and then said: "Accepting the notice from the sect, we must rush back to the sect today and set off!"
As he said that, he took the lead and jumped into the air, leading the Talisman masters who flew up with their swords and roared away outside Laocheng, quickly disappearing into the sky.
Han Feng followed behind everyone, and the mountains, rivers, and trees passed by below, tens of feet away in one breath, and the journey continued until they were thousands of miles away, the sky gradually turned dark, and when everyone's energy was about to be exhausted, Wu Dayan Only then did they have to order to stop and rest.
Everyone swarmed to find a high mountain, caught some native pigs and rabbits at will, and barbecued them on the mountain to fill their stomachs and relieve their fatigue.
At night, the sky is clear, the stars are bright, and the fields are silent.
Han Feng sat cross-legged in the cave he dug, closed his eyes to rest, and breathed in and practiced Qi. The true Qi in his body was rushing through his meridians, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth pouring in from the outside, and finally gathered it in his Dantian and transformed it into The pure Qi caused his Qi to flow faster and faster, causing a faint trace of pain.
Han Feng frowned slightly and looked inside. It turned out that he only had six meridians that circulated the true energy, which severely restricted the flow of his true energy. However, during this period of time, he has no way to open up additional channels. meridians, and other hidden spiritual roots are basically blocked by impurities. Even if you take more elixirs, it will not help. The current solution is to widen the existing six meridians.
Is it easy to widen the meridians?
Han Feng sighed secretly and had no choice but to put it aside for the time being and rest quietly.
At this moment, sharp whistling sounds suddenly came from outside the cave, as if a large number of monks were coming with swords.
