Han Feng simply sat down cross-legged, looking at his nose with his eyes, his nose and his heart, and practiced quietly.
The richness and strength of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here are still extraordinary, many times stronger than the outside world. Every breath can bring him a lot of gains. If he hadn't considered the danger here, he would have wanted to break through the bottleneck of the mid-Guiyuan period here. Got it!
Time flew by, and another three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.
Of course, there is no alternation between day and night here, but that does not prevent Han Feng from silently calculating time. As a monk, his calculation ability is top-notch, especially for soul cultivation.
At this time, the flower of death has already expanded more than half, its petals are blooming, and the faint fragrance is floating, spreading like threads, and instantly filling the area of hundreds of feet.
Those little golden macaques were so intoxicated that their auras swelled up, as if they had received some kind of nourishment. A large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged into their bodies to fill their lack of vitality.
Han Feng also absorbed some floral fragrance, but it was swallowed up by the remaining talisman in the blink of an eye, making it even more dazzling. Obviously these fragrances also had an effect on it.
Han Feng was secretly happy and immediately opened the pores on his body to absorb the fragrance of the flowers and provide them for the remaining talisman to enjoy.
But he didn't dare to be unscrupulous. Even if he was covered by the residual talisman, he was worried that if he was accidentally discovered by those little golden macaques, he would be in big trouble.
What's more, there are other monks lurking in the dark, and they may be able to judge their existence from the fragrance of flowers around him.
Therefore, he stood up and moved his position from time to time to prevent the scent from being too concentrated and being discovered.
Thinking of this, his eyes shone slightly and he looked around, but he didn't find anything special. Apparently the hidden monks were aware of this and didn't reveal any flaws.
The fragrance of the flowers is getting stronger and stronger, and the petals of the Necromancer Flower are opening wider and wider. Judging from its situation, it won't take long for it to fully bloom. That's when the fight will begin.
Han Feng approached the hillock and came to a position more than a hundred feet away from it, almost at the edge of its pressure.
Just at this moment, a vague wave passed by him, and other hidden monks came near him, which surprised him.
He didn't dare to make any sound and remained motionless to avoid being discovered.
He believed that the other party must not have noticed his existence, otherwise it would not be such a reaction!
The two sides were in peace, and after a few hours, the fragrance of the Necromancer Flower was so strong that it appeared like an illusion, and the shadows of beautiful women emerged and floated in all directions.
Among them, there was a phantom of a beautiful woman rushing towards Han Feng's direction. Han Feng could see it clearly. The phantom of the beautiful woman was so beautiful that it seemed that it was not a human thing. It just looked a little cold and there was no emotion at all. Just when he was about to approach him, the appearance of the beautiful silhouette suddenly changed suddenly and turned into a skeleton, with deep pupils shining with a faint light. It was so sudden and terrifying.
Han Feng was really startled, but he didn't panic. Considering that there was a monk hiding next to him, he remained motionless and allowed it to pounce.
Suddenly, the phantom of the beautiful skeleton disappeared in an instant and turned into a fragrant breeze again.
He had no time to dodge, but he closed the pores all over his body in time, but he was still worried that his body's obstruction would change the shape of the fragrant wind, allowing others to see his whereabouts.
At this critical moment, the residual talisman played its role, allowing the fragrant wind to pass directly through Han Feng's body without any change, which was perfect.
Han Feng was overjoyed and thought that he might be able to use the special ability of the residual talisman to pass through some magic circles and obtain some magical objects in the future.
"Huhuhu..."
Suddenly, a large dark cloud appeared in the originally blue sky, covering the sky and earth, making the entire forest dim, as if entering the dark night.
At the same time, a large number of ghosts floated over from nowhere, making bursts of whistling sounds.
Han Feng was stunned and took a breath of cold air. These ghosts were densely packed, probably no less than a million. They seemed to form an ocean, exuding a terrifying pressure, echoing the hills below, and wisps of gray lightning appeared from time to time. , shining in all directions.
Not only that, there were more ghosts coming over from outside, swarming in one after another as if on pilgrimage.
The next moment, the ghosts gathered in the sky suddenly dropped down and instantly landed on the dead flower on the top of the hill.
It emits invisible fluctuations at this time, swallowing up all the ghosts that come towards it. It is like a bottomless pit, and no amount of ghosts can fill its "belly"!
Seen from a distance, the sea of ghosts in the sky hangs down a channel several feet in size, connected to the dead flower on the hill, continuously transporting ghosts to the dead flower, causing its petals to bloom more completely. , began to emit a faint white light, drifting like snow, spreading in all directions.
The aroma is heavier and comes like a mountain!
The remnant talisman in the depths of Han Feng's soul sea became excited, shook slightly, and released a brighter light. It was obvious that he valued these fragrances.
Seeing this, Han Feng stopped worrying about anything and immediately opened the pores on his body to absorb the fragrance wantonly. Anyway, with the strong protection of the residual talisman, he was not exposed.
What's more important is that at this moment, the world is undergoing drastic changes, and the other hidden monks have no time to take care of other things, and it's too late to protect themselves.
Sure enough, after just a short while, at a certain position about ninety feet away from the hill, a blue light flashed, and a person suddenly appeared. He was wearing a light blue robe. At this moment, his face looked horrified, and he was in the middle of the hill. Within the range of the pressure cage of the hill, his whole body trembled, and wisps of white air came out of his body involuntarily, and a large amount of vitality was sucked away.
"ah……"
He screamed and struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the pressure of the hill and couldn't even move a step.
Han Feng watched him take out one treasure after another, but none of them could resist the invasion of the mysterious power of the hill. White smoke was still emitting from his body, and his vitality was drastically lost, making his complexion turn yellow.
The little golden macaques kneeling behind them all raised their heads and looked at him coldly. They did not step forward to attack him, as if they were sure that he could not escape the suppression of the hill!
Han Feng felt inexplicably frightened. This hillock was too powerful. Even with the protection of the residual talisman, it might be difficult for him to get close to it, let alone climb the hilltop to pick the flowers of the dead.
After a cup of tea, the man's screams gradually became quieter, and his vitality was drained away. His whole person became skin and bones. Even some of the treasures he took out became dim and dull, as if they had been drained away. It looks like something weird!
