At this time, there were people crossing the river at this location. Han Feng was not conspicuous. He quickly attracted a white crocodile, jumped up, stood on its back, and rushed to the other side like an arrow from a string.
Unknowingly, the white crocodile carried him to the center of the river, but suddenly he found a whirlpool below and he could no longer swim.
A strange force came here without warning, not only making the white crocodile stand still, but also Han Feng was unable to move.
Moreover, the miraculous thing is that no one or beast noticed anything unusual about them. The white crocodiles on both sides remained as before, swimming around on their own, carrying the monks back and forth.
Han Feng was extremely surprised and worried, but he still endured it, felt the power with his heart, and found that the world around him had been cut off from the outside world.
Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of dizziness, making him a little dizzy, but he did not fall asleep.
On the other hand, the white crocodile was completely unconscious.
At the same time, a flash of white light suddenly filled the air and successfully submerged the white crocodile. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only Han Feng floating in the air, sinking downwards, not knowing where it was going.
During this process, Han Feng was completely unaware of the passage of time, as if everything was passing through chaos, feeling dizzy and lost, and even his own body seemed to be unable to be felt.
After a long time, Han Feng gradually felt that he had returned to this world. The scenery around him returned to a clear state. He also landed at the bottom and stepped on a piece of grass.
He raised his eyes and looked around, and found that he was suddenly in a secret room. There were thick high walls on all sides, more than a hundred feet high, and there was chaos at the top, flashing with psychedelic light from time to time.
This secret room is very large, with a radius of thousands of feet. It is planted with various kinds of spiritual materials, ranging from the first to the twelfth grade. The quantity is not very large, but the variety is extremely rich.
Han Feng's eyes flickered. He walked up to a wall on the east side and pushed it, only to find that there was a special restriction on this wall. A strong force came out and pushed him away.
This great force is his strength!
"Similar to the restriction derived from the mirror technique?" Han Feng frowned and stared at the wall, but after studying it for a while, he still couldn't figure out the reason.
He fumbled for a while and tried several spells, but he was unable to break the restriction, so he had to give up temporarily.
He returned to the medicine garden, carefully examined them, and found that the quality of these spiritual materials was higher than that of external materials. If used for alchemy, it would be twice the result with half the effort.
"Mrs. Bailong threw me here. It seems that she wants me to demonstrate my alchemy skills to see if I can reach the realm of four flowers." Han Feng thought secretly.
Thinking of this, without saying a word, he began to search for suitable spiritual materials in the medicine garden. In just one stick of incense, he picked enough spiritual materials.
Then, he took out a simple alchemy furnace from the storage ring and let it float in the air. Then he took out a three-color flint and placed it at the bottom of the alchemy furnace. The lower part is wrapped, reflecting the surrounding light.
What Han Feng was refining this time was a ninth-grade elixir. With his alchemy power, it was no problem. He put in the spiritual materials one by one and controlled the firepower carefully. It didn't take long before the furnace was successfully opened, and the fragrance of the elixir was fragrant.
He took out the only pill in the furnace, and there was indeed a circle of lotus patterns on its surface, including four of them, which was incredible.
Han Feng was delighted. He held it and showed it somewhere in the air, and said loudly: "Senior, I have reached the realm of four flowers. Please see me."
His words echoed throughout the secret room, lasting for a long time, but they did not cause any fluctuations. It was as if Mrs. Bailong did not exist.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows, thinking secretly, and said to himself: "Is it possible that the ninth-grade elixir cannot meet the opponent's requirements?"
He looked at the spiritual materials in the medicine garden and found that there were twelfth-grade elixirs. He thought to himself that he had to refine the twelfth-grade elixir, right?
This requirement was indeed a bit high, but he was not afraid and immediately went to pick the relevant spiritual materials for refining the twelfth-grade elixir.
In a short while, he picked what he needed, opened the furnace again, carefully put the spiritual materials into it, and gradually increased the firepower to merge into one furnace.
Time flew by, and before he knew it, another stick of incense had passed, and he successfully completed the refining of this furnace of elixir.
His refining method would only produce one pill, and this time was no exception, but after he ingested it, there were only three lotus flowers.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that even if it was a twelfth-grade elixir, he could successfully refine the four flowers, but unexpectedly, one was still missing.
He knew that Madam Bailong would probably not recognize such a result, and could only continue to pick various spiritual materials to prepare for the next round of refining.
After a while, he finished collecting again, and this time he collected two spiritual materials in total, which was enough for him to open two furnaces.
However, he did not rush to refine it, but calmed down, carefully reviewed it, thought about the reasons for the previous failure, and silently concluded.
Soon, more than half an hour passed. Han Feng opened his eyes, took out the alchemy furnace again, and put in the spiritual materials step by step. However, the method of controlling the firepower changed slightly and became much faster, making the three-color fire like a spirit. The snake danced, constantly injecting heat into the alchemy furnace, causing the spiritual materials to quickly dissolve and temper the impurities in them. Then he locked the medicinal power with the Talisman Transformation Lotus Technique, and gradually condensed it into flowers.
It still took just one stick of incense to successfully refine the elixir, and he took it into his hand. When he looked closely, four runic lotus flowers appeared on its surface, shining brightly.
Han Feng was overjoyed, and just as he was about to lift it up to show it to Mrs. Bailong who was hiding in the dark, a wall on the east side suddenly cracked, and a door appeared. The inside was as bright as day, like a passage that led to nowhere.
While he was still hesitating, Madam Bailong's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Boy, why are you standing there in a daze? Come here quickly."
Han Feng bowed his hands, put away the twelfth-grade elixir in his hand, and stepped into the passage.
There was no discomfort, but he felt comfortable here. The white light was like spiritual energy, constantly flowing into his body, making his flesh and blood improve again.
He wanted to stay in it and absorb the energy wantonly, but he didn't dare to delay it like this. If he annoyed the other party, he wouldn't be able to take advantage of it and walk away.
This passage was very long, and it took Han Feng half an hour to reach the end. He came to an empty space, with only a pure white hall standing in front of it, emitting a soft white light, like forming a ball. The shaped light mask supports the entire space. ()
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