More than half an hour later, Han Feng finally passed through dozens of miles of desert land and came to an oasis that seemed to be only more than ten miles in diameter. Without much hesitation, he walked slowly into it.
The coolness enveloped him instantly, and he no longer felt the pressure of the rolling heat wave. His whole body felt light. Moreover, the concentration of spiritual energy in this oasis is many times stronger than outside. Mist-like spiritual energy can be vaguely seen in the air, showing colorful lights that flash from time to time.
Han Feng took a deep breath and felt comfortable all over. If he practiced here for a long time, he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort and make his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds.
However, Han Feng had no intention of practicing at the moment, because there were a lot of spiritual trees and spiritual grass growing here. He had just walked ten feet, and he picked a lot of spiritual medicine without any effort. Among them was a seven-star grass, which was The main medicine for refining the seven-star soul-reviving pill can greatly restore soul power and has a certain effect on the advancement of the soul power realm. It is of great value. Even soul monks in the subtle realm will pay a high price to buy it when they see it.
At this moment, less than ten feet away from Han Feng, there was a purple flower tree growing. It was as thick as a ruler and several feet tall. It was purple and sparkling. The bark of the Purple Flower Tree is the top material for refining wind-attributed talismans. Generally, wind-attributed talismans of grade seven or above must use this type of material, otherwise it will be difficult to produce them. In addition, its leaves are also a spiritual material for alchemy and medicine, and are equally valuable. If such a plant appeared in the outside world, I am afraid that the strong men in the Guiyuan Realm would rob it and break their heads.
Han Feng was so happy that he immediately ran forward. However, when he was about three to four feet away from the purple flower tree, he suddenly stopped and quickly stepped back. In the blink of an eye, he flew back more than ten feet. He had just stood. A small bottomless hole was shot out of that place by a purple light as small as a hair, and wisps of hot air came out, which seemed to be extremely powerful!
Han Feng was still frightened. Just a moment ago, the remaining talisman in the soul sea suddenly appeared and issued a warning, otherwise he would not be able to escape in time.
But at this moment, everything was still quiet, and there was no abnormality at all, as if the scene just now had never happened.
Han Feng unleashed his soul power and carefully inspected the purple flower tree, but still couldn't find any problems. He released his soul power and extended it, covering almost the entire oasis within a thousand feet. , and also no existence of humans or beasts was found.
In fact, he couldn't see clearly. The interior of this oasis was shrouded in a thick layer of spiritual mist, and there was a mysterious force that blocked his soul from prying into. However, there were holes every few dozen feet in the edge area of the oasis. Each purple flower tree of the same size is guarding something like a guard.
He was greatly puzzled. He thought for a while, changed his position, avoided the purple flower tree, and cautiously walked forward again. But before he took a few steps, the residual talisman in the soul sea warned again, and he used lightning speed to He jumped back, barely able to escape the hair-thin purple light, and sweat broke out on his back. This time, the speed of the light was even faster than the last time. He only had to slow down a little. , he was afraid that he would be penetrated by it. He believed that it would be impossible for him to withstand the penetrating power of that light.
Han Feng did not dare to try again, and hurriedly exited the oasis, standing on the edge, secretly worried.
Han Feng was naturally reluctant to give up such a mature Zihua tree. When he was at a loss, the remaining talisman suddenly became brighter. The white light suddenly formed a door, and a cicada flew out. Its whole body was golden and green, and it moved slightly. The sound was very soft, but it spread through Han Feng's head. The sound wave was invisible and invisible, and even Han Feng couldn't hear it. But there was a sudden buzzing sound from the Zihua tree in front of him. It kept on going, and then a purple silkworm flew down and quickly flew to his side, chirping and flapping its wings around him.
Han Feng's soul power swept away and he was shocked. Even if he was close at hand, he could not detect the existence of this silkworm with his soul power. No wonder he could not find any trace of it before.
Not a moment later, the silkworm suddenly spread its wings and flew away, as if it had received an order. It disappeared into the green jungle and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and without wasting any time, he immediately rushed to the purple flower tree. He originally wanted to cut down the entire tree, but after thinking about it, he only cut off a quarter of the bark and about half of the tree. The branches and leaves walked away.
This time he did not rush into the depths of the oasis, but walked slowly around the edge of the oasis. Along the way, he obtained many elixirs. Although there was no Seven Star Grass anymore, there were cloud pine cones that could be used to refine fifth-grade medicines. The rare treasure of the elixir, and after walking more than thirty feet, he met a complete purple flower tree again, and with the help of the Green Lotus Golden Cicada, he once again obtained a quarter of the bark and about half of the branches and leaves. .
Time passed by, and more than half a day later, Han Feng had harvested an unknown number of elixirs. Although there were not those great elixirs mentioned in Ye Yuntian's residual message, he was very excited.
But just when he had finished harvesting about half of the branches and leaves of the ninth Zihua tree, his eyes suddenly froze and he turned to look at the northeast corner, where a burst of sand and dust rose up in the desert from unknown time, covering the sky and rolling in, vaguely There was also a series of roars, and sharp sword whistles from time to time. I don't know what happened over there.
Han Feng did not dare to rashly release his soul power to spy on the past, so he quietly got down from the tree, stopped picking the elixir, and lurked towards the northeast corner to see the situation before making a decision.
Not long after, he walked to the northeast and hid in a position further inside the oasis, hibernating.
At this moment, several figures descended from the sky outside. Some of them hurriedly rushed into the oasis, throwing away the many roaring birds of prey behind them. Suddenly, it was the group of blood-necked bald eagles, but they did not dare to attack at this moment. Half a step into the oasis, the surrounding desert screams with no sign of leaving.
There were five people in the group who rushed in, all of them were wearing black robes. They were panting at the moment, but there was a hint of joy in the aftermath of the disaster in their eyes.
Han Feng hid in the dark, leaned against a purple flower tree, and restrained all his aura. He didn't know which sect these people were disciples of, but naturally he wouldn't go out to meet them.
"Haha, it seems that these beasts don't dare to break into this oasis. We are safe!" someone shouted excitedly.
"Hey, there is a golden flower here!" An unusually tall and strong man said in a loud voice. As he spoke, he picked a golden flower with five petals. Although it was only the size of a fist, it shone with golden light. , dyeing the weeds around it golden.
