Han Feng took a serious look at her and said, "Then follow me down to treat my senior sister. Your strength has increased. Maybe this time you can completely remove the ghost energy rooted in my senior sister's body!"
He learned from Ling Fen about how the Dead Flower had saved Murong Xue, so as soon as he saw the Dead Flower devouring the ghost energy, he immediately sent a message to call her over.
"I'll give it a try. I don't know if I can succeed." The Necromancer Flower said with a quiet expression and a soft tone.
With that said, she landed with Han Feng and Ling Fen and came to Murong Xue's side.
At Han Feng's urging and with Murong Xue's consent, the Dead Flower did not hesitate at all and immediately put its hand on Murong Xue's shoulders, releasing strands of white light that penetrated into her body and carefully and carefully removed it. Although the Necromancer Flower failed to completely eradicate the ghost energy remaining in her body, it made her complexion regain its luster, her energy and blood recovered, and her condition was much better. If she didn't pay attention, she would be the same as usual. Both.
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could suppress the injuries in Murong Xue's body now, her ancestor would take action after she got out. The remaining ghost energy of the Netherworld Palm in her body would be completely eliminated.
Speaking of which, there are only six or seven days left before the one-year Death Trial. If it weren't for Murong Xue, he might still go around and collect as many treasures as possible. , laying a solid foundation for future practice.
It should be noted that during the Guiyuan realm, every small level of improvement consumes a huge amount of resources, which is different from the Qizang realm. Especially for a heaven-level Guiyuan existence like Han Feng, it is even more terrifying. The extremely weak spiritual energy will even make it difficult for him to breathe. He must use spiritual stones to maintain the energy required for the self-operation of the skills in his body, otherwise It will damage the foundation.
This is also the helplessness of monks. Without spiritual energy or spiritual stones, they will be like flowers and trees, unable to move around without permission, let alone cast spells wantonly. If they are not careful, they will even wither and die.
It is precisely for this reason that wars for resources frequently break out in the world of cultivation. Moreover, the higher the level of monks, the greater the constraints they are on. Generally, they do not dare to move around. Most of them hide in the aura-filled Futian Cave to meditate. After all, every trip they make consumes a lot of sect resources. , so the existence of high-level monks is rarely seen.
"What are you going to do in the next few days? How about just waiting here quietly for the deadline to arrive. This is the safest way!" Ling Fen suddenly asked.
Han Feng did not say anything, but looked at Murong Xue. He was worried that her injury would relapse, so naturally he would not leave alone, and would also bring the Dead Flower to guard her.
Murong Xue stood up slowly, glanced at Han Feng and Ling Fen, and said calmly: "I have to take a step in advance, you can do it yourself."
With that said, she was about to fly into the air and leave far away.
"Sister Murong, no matter what, you can't leave alone. If you have any shortcomings, then our efforts will be in vain." Ling Fen grabbed Murong Xue and said anxiously.
"It doesn't matter. I know my own body well and won't die so easily. Don't worry!" Murong Xue insisted on her opinion and wanted to break away from Ling Fen's entanglement.
Han Feng's expression changed, as if he had noticed something. He suddenly sent a message to Murong Xue and said coldly: "Senior sister, are you deliberately avoiding me? Are you afraid that I will be with you and be raped by your fiancé Situ Changqing?" Did you bump into him?"
"No!" Murong Xue said directly without looking at Han Feng.
"Actually, you can rest assured, he will never have this chance again!" Han Feng smiled slightly and said through the message.
"You killed him?!" Murong Xue suddenly raised her head and looked at Han Feng. Her face was full of shock, and there was even a hint of deep worry in her eyes.
"He came to seek death on his own, how could I not help him!" Han Feng sneered.
Murong Xue was silent for a while, then suddenly raised her head and said, "After you get out, you have to escape as soon as possible. You can't go back to Sanyemen, otherwise no one can save you!"
Han Feng was stunned, and then realized that Situ Changqing obviously had a special treasure that could let the family ancestor know who his murderer was.
Han Feng thought about it carefully in his mind and found nothing unusual before Situ Changqing's death. Could it be caused by his Kung Fu?
"The Situ family has a secret method passed down from ancestors. Once it is used, it can allow them to transmit the scene before death. Even a closed independent space cannot stop it. Presumably, ancestor Situ has already known about his death and saw that the murderer was You!" Before Han Feng could ask, Murong Xue answered his doubts.
"It has something to do with his bloodline, right?" Ling Fen was initially confused. After hearing Murong Xue's explanation, she seemed to understand a little better and suddenly interrupted to ask.
"Well, it's true. The Situ family has its own bloodline with space attributes, so it is possible to develop such a unique secret technique. And it can only be used at the cost of spontaneous combustion of their own bloodline. They will not use it until there is a life-or-death crisis! "Murong Xue nodded, turned to look at Ling Fen, and said lightly.
"That's really rare. Han Feng, you can only consider yourself unlucky. You have met such a family, and you also killed their direct descendants. If they don't know, you still have to go back to your clan. If you don't have the opportunity to go out, if you go back now, you will really be asking for death!" Ling Fen looked at Han Feng and sighed slightly.
Han Feng's thoughts were racing in his mind and he remained silent. After a while, he raised his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to escape. I'll be targeted by the old monster Jiedan of the Situ family as soon as I teleport out. With him, With my strength, among tens of millions of people, I might be able to find my trace accurately!"
"That's true, the old monsters who form pills have amazing spiritual senses. Even if their soul power talents are unworthy, they will still be promoted to a low level. After all, when they form pills, they have huge spiritual energy to feed back to the soul sea. They are bound to be able to break through the shackles and be promoted to the lowest level. Enter the subtle realm, otherwise they will not be able to successfully form the golden elixir!" Ling Fen nodded and said thoughtfully.
Although Han Feng was surprised by her knowledge and understood some things when she broke through the Nian Dan Realm, he was not in the mood to continue asking questions at the moment. He thought for a while and saw that the scene was a bit dull. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhong Feng said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. In the worst case, I won't go out. I will stay here and die for the rest of my life, haha!"
