Not only did Shopkeeper Mo have no complaints, he even flattered him with kind words and sent him away personally.
The inner gate area of Muxia Palace is still nearly a thousand miles away from this inn in a straight line, but only Dan-forming monks are not allowed to fly here. With Han Feng's strength, it is no problem, but now he is using the identity of Blue Stone If it exists, nature can only go away on foot.
He deliberately controlled his speed, completely matching the cultivation level of Blue Stone's Guiyuan Perfection Realm. One step was a hundred feet, and he ran forward in seven circles.
The journey was uneventful.
After more than half an hour, he successfully arrived at the east gate of the inner gate area.
A majestic giant door there was already open, with only a few monks coming in and out, making it seem a bit deserted.
Han Feng walked forward quickly and was immediately stopped by the guarding monks in armor at the door. Their eyes shot out like two beams of light, scanning the outer disciples who came in, as if they wanted to see these people clearly. As if thoroughly.
He quickly took out his identity jade token and the entry token, holding it in both hands and handing it over to the guarding monk here.
"Go in." One of the guarding monks who was about 10 feet tall took out a mirror-shaped magic weapon and swiped it lightly. With a beep, Han Feng's identity was verified and he was allowed to enter this giant door.
Han Feng quickly walked over, entered the gate, and continued to move deeper.
It was said to be a door, but it was actually no different from a passage, and all kinds of lights were shrouded inside, like ripples in the water. From time to time, special forces were detecting his body, obviously still verifying his identity, just in case.
It's right to think about it. As a medium-sized sect, Muxia Palace cannot just rely on the guarding monks to complete the inspection. It will definitely use the power of the entire formation to prevent deadlocks and eliminate any possibility of fishing in troubled waters.
"Bo..."
A strange sound spread, and Han Feng successfully passed through the giant door like a passage and arrived at the inner door area.
The spiritual energy here suddenly became many times stronger, extremely rich, and wisps of mist fell from the air from time to time. These were all highly condensed spiritual energy.
In the main vein, the level of spiritual energy is originally higher than that in the branch veins. Both the effect and the purity are much stronger than those in the branch veins. Now that this kind of mist-like spiritual energy appears, it can be imagined that practicing here will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
That's why the inner sect area of Muxia Palace has become a place that outer sect disciples strive for, but it is very difficult to enter and requires many tests to become an inner sect disciple.
In fact, in the Lan Mansion, only Lan Shi's father and his eldest brother are members of the inner sect. Especially his eldest brother, who is already in the early stage of forming pills. In a few years, he will probably be transferred back to the inner sect to serve as a member of the inner sect. Other positions, but they all hold important positions in the outer sect, so they will be stationed in the outer sect area for a long time and establish their own sphere of influence.
Here, Han Feng no longer dared to be as arrogant and domineering as in the outer gate area. He became cautious and cautious, which could even be described as timid.
In Lanshi's memory, Han Feng clearly saw this scene, so he imitated it completely. In fact, it is no longer called imitation. At this moment, Han Feng is Lanshi, and anyone in Muxia Palace No one can see through its true identity.
It's normal to think about it. Although Lanshi is a playboy, he is not stupid. He knows that the inner gate area is not a place where he can run wild, so he naturally has to keep his tail between his legs.
The inner gate area is completely different from the outside. There are no longer any inns or restaurants. As far as the eye can see, there are mountains and beautiful waters, vegetation everywhere, auspicious beasts running rampant, and a scene like a fairy scroll slowly unfolding.
Based on Lanshi's memory, Han Feng quickly walked forward along the jade-like road.
As he moved forward, the remnant talisman in the depths of his soul sea became more and more excited, constantly releasing billowing white light, completely submerging the inside of his body, but there was no trace of the phenomenon outside.
Han Feng frowned, knowing that the light of the remaining talisman would be exposed sooner or later, so he quickly found a hidden mountain forest and hid in a man-made cave to avoid being discovered by the monks walking on the road.
He silently thought about countermeasures, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Can Fu always had his own way, and in this case, he would not obey his orders.
Han Feng secretly cast the spell for a long time, but unfortunately it had no effect at all. And as time went by, little white lights began to shine on his body.
He could only seize the time to communicate with it and try to comfort it.
"Uncle Can Fu, don't let your guard down at a critical moment again!" Han Feng muttered repeatedly in his heart, fearing that if he was exposed at this moment, all his previous efforts would be wasted.
Fortunately, after another cup of tea, the light of the remaining talisman gradually subsided. Although it still emitted a dazzling white light, it was only limited to Han Feng's body, and he was unexpectedly discovered.
"Did you suddenly sense something?" Han Feng asked slowly, trying to further communicate with Can Fu.
Naturally, the remnant talisman would not respond to him, and kept turning its body, releasing scorching white light as always. It was not clear what it wanted to do.
Han Feng had no choice but to follow its thread to understand the location of the treasure.
He closed his eyes, integrated his heart into the light of the remaining talisman, comprehended it carefully, and pondered it slowly.
Unknowingly, he was immersed in this feeling as if in trance. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, maintaining a trace of vigilance and immersing himself in the special artistic conception.
The scene in front of Han Feng's eyes gradually became blurry and hazy. His essence and the white light of the residual talisman were completely integrated into one, and they continued to expand outwards. It seemed that his body was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed as if the whole world was there. His feet went away.
"What's going on?" Han Feng muttered to himself.
Not long after, his gaze spread further and further, and he saw a lake, but its surface was a sea of fire, with red light reaching into the sky, extremely dazzling.
But these firelights could not hinder his prying eyes. As he used his full magic power on his eyes, a bright light burst out, which was exactly the same as the white light released by the remaining talisman. In an instant, he could see through the fiery red flames, as if he were there. , constantly groping in it, in all directions.
Time flies by so fast, as if a day and a night have passed in the blink of an eye. In this state, time has ceased to exist.
But Han Feng knew in his heart that this was just an illusion. In fact, time must not have passed very long, at most only a quarter of an hour.
"Could it be that the special secret power of the residual talisman to change time and space is transmitted?" He was puzzled.
As if he was dreaming, his body continued to grow, and the fire-like lake gradually became smaller, but it allowed him to see more clearly. If an outsider looked at it, there would definitely be conflicting feelings, but he It feels natural and doesn't feel out of the ordinary at all.
