Han Feng was a little embarrassed. He might have misunderstood just now. Fortunately, Murong Xue was smart, otherwise he would have been laughed at by Murong Can again.
Murong Can curled his lips and said: "I hate fighting and killing people the most. Being friendly makes money. We can cooperate in everything. It's not like we have any deep grudges!"
Han Feng didn't agree with this. Cultivation is something that goes against nature. Without resources, you can't move forward. However, resources are limited. If you want to get to the next level, you have to fight for it. Otherwise, you will fall behind and lose your promotion. Opportunity.
Of course, he will not express his thoughts. After all, everyone has a different view of the world, but different paths lead to the same goal. No matter what method is adopted, the purpose is to go further and achieve his own demands. However, those who have no ambition to make progress or monks are not included in this category.
"Why, you don't agree with my point of view?" Murong Can noticed the expressions of Han Feng and Murong Xue and asked immediately.
Han Feng chuckled, lowered his head and drank the sweet and delicious cup of spiritual tea, silently.
"Brother, you are a businessman, I can't discuss this with you." Murong Xue said calmly.
"It doesn't matter, you are still young, you will understand me in a few hundred years!" Murong Can pretended to be profound, waved his hands, and said in an extremely exaggerated way.
When Han Feng heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea and cursed with a smile: "You just deserve a beating!"
Murong Xue's expression was as calm as water, as if she was no longer surprised.
"Okay, okay, enough gossip, let's get down to business." Murong Can said in an old tone, then took out a flag, threw it into the air, made a few magic spells with both hands, and flew into the flag. The flag immediately rippled with circles of blue light, covering the entire hall in an instant.
Han Feng was moved. He released his soul power and found that all the soul power had been bounced back. It could not penetrate at all, completely cutting off the outside world.
At this time, Murong Can had a mysterious look on his face and continued: "Speaking of which, how much medicine did you get this time? Did you keep some of it? Can you sell it to me? Although we are all our own people, the price is absolutely fair. You Don’t worry!”
Han Feng's eyes flashed and he glanced at Murong Xue without saying a word. He had not turned over the two top-quality medicines that Murong Xue had given him before. They were still placed in the mysterious little world inside the residual talisman. In addition, the seven-star chrysanthemum plant, Duan Qiu's storage ring, the stumps and other things were all placed there. With the power of the Murong family, they probably knew what they had handed over. From this, Murong Xue probably knew that he was cheating, so he looked at her. At this moment, he was secretly thinking about how to answer.
Murong Xue shook her head slightly and said calmly: "I have already turned it in. The ones that were not turned in were eaten by me. The sect also knows this."
"What about you, Junior Brother Han?" Murong Can was a little disappointed and turned to look at Han Feng.
Han Feng looked calm and said with a smile: "I have passed the test of the ancestor's illusion. I can still fake it. I have indeed turned it in. Your little sister gave me two top-quality medicines before, but unfortunately I also took them. , Otherwise, how could I improve so quickly? Don’t forget that what I practice is your Bailiantang’s Soul Refining Diamond Technique. This ghost technique consumes too much!”
"What, the best medicine? Little sister, you were too kind to him. Why didn't you leave one for me? Tens of millions of spiritual stones were eaten by him. What a waste of natural resources!" Murong Can stood up. He looked like he hated iron but couldn't turn it into steel.
Murong Xue frowned and glared at Han Feng.
"Don't be impatient, it's just a trading item. I got your little sister a mutant black and white fire lotus that is beyond the best. In terms of business, I still suffered a lot of losses, don't you think so? Haha! "Han Feng laughed, looked at Murong Can and said.
"Beyond the best? Where are you, little sister?" Murong Can looked at Murong Xue with an ecstatic expression.
"Eat!" Murong Xue said calmly.
"Ah..." Murong Can looked gloomy and sat down slumpedly, not knowing what to say for a long time.
Han Feng and Murong Xue looked at each other in confusion. For a while, they didn't know how to comfort Murong Can. After all, they had eaten everything and couldn't vomit it out.
"You are such a waste. If you use it to make elixirs, even if you don't sell them, you can maximize the effectiveness of the medicine, which will increase several times or even ten times! Moreover, your cultivation is so weak that you can't absorb it at all. Not much of the medicinal power in it is probably lost! You, you..." Murong Can pointed at the two of them, becoming more and more angry the more he spoke.
"Senior brother, if you take it out, we won't have a share. Is there still a chance to make a pill? The wisest thing at that time was to take it yourself. Anyway, in the medicine field, the most indispensable thing is the elixir. Where? You still have to take care of so much!" Han Feng said with a smile, without the slightest hint of regret.
Murong Can didn't understand this truth. He just couldn't accept it when he heard it for the first time. After a while, he regained his composure, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't have any big medicine in your hands. Then you can sell me the Guiyuan Pill."
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked: "But I still need to take it in order to break through to the Guiyuan realm. How can I sell it easily? What if there is not enough by then?"
"Hey, Junior Brother Han, you are already an extreme person. Do you really want to take the Guiyuan Pill and become the lowest Guiyuan Realm monk?" Murong Can sighed and looked at Han Feng speechlessly.
Murong Xue looked calm, as if she knew something, but remained silent, waiting for her brother to speak.
"What do you mean, please give me some advice, senior brother!" Han Feng quickly clasped his fists and saluted. Originally, he came here because he wanted to reminisce with Murong Can. After all, he was the only friend he could talk to in Sanyemen. Secondly, he wanted to ask him for advice on how to take the Guiyuan Pill, especially if he wanted to Find a place with excellent aura through his connections. But at this moment, before he expressed his request, Murong Can said that he did not need to take Guiyuan Pill at all. Is it possible that monks at the same level in Guiyuan Realm also have different levels?
"Hehe, if I hadn't gone back to the family today, I wouldn't have known about it. It's a coincidence that you came at the right time." Murong Can said with a smile.
"Senior brother, please stop pretending and say it quickly. I'm almost dying of anxiety!" Han Feng clasped his fists and saluted again. As he said that, he also took out a fourth-grade talisman and stuffed it into the other party.
Murong Can accepted Han Feng's fourth-grade talisman without a blushing face and put it into his arms. Murong Xue frowned but still did not say anything to stop him, showing a hint of helplessness.
