When the monk surnamed Lu heard this, he showed an undisguised smile and said in a cold voice: "Junior Brother Fang is absolutely right. Let's go find other brothers and let Fellow Daoist Lu continue to be alone. I hope you can come back alive, hehe! "
Han Feng was not angry at all. He smiled calmly and said, "Then I won't send you two off. Let's go slowly!"
The two men walked away without giving any face to Han Feng.
Han Feng secretly sneered in his heart and ignored their feelings. These people might not survive after going to the Magic Mountain, so he would naturally not join forces with them.
He originally thought that these two people would have some key information to provide, but he didn't expect that he didn't know anything, and there was no possibility of cooperation.
In the following time, Han Feng continued to practice hard, still deducing the five elements talisman in the sea of souls, trying his best to improve the skill of this talisman. When the time comes, he can condense it and further Compress its size and enhance its power so that the Five Elements Talisman can be restored as quickly as possible.
During this period, other Danjie monks still came to visit, naturally with the intention of cooperating with him, but he declined them all.
After five or six times, these people stopped looking for him. Presumably, his image of being unsociable has also spread in a certain circle, making it difficult to have room for cooperation.
Han Feng knew nothing about this, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't mind. He had his own plans, so how could he cooperate with these people who couldn't stand up to the stage?
Time flies by, and more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the day when the Magic Mountain opens is getting closer and closer.
Han Feng did not immerse himself in hard work anymore, but began to make final preparations, sorting out everything in his storage ring for emergencies.
Ten days later, the Yuxian Sect sent him a message, saying that the Magic Mountain would be opened in three days, and that he would gather at the mountain gate where Qianshan Snow Region was located, and set off for Tianyun Mountain in an hour.
Han Feng did not dare to waste time, so he stood up and left the hall immediately, flew into the air, turned into a stream of light, and rushed to the mountain gate.
He is only showing his cultivation in the late stage of pill formation, so he cannot move too fast. Fortunately, the place where he lives is not far from the mountain gate. It takes two sticks of incense to arrive, and he can see the majestic tower from a distance. The mountain gate, towering into the clouds, has its own light scattering, and is extremely powerful.
There were many monks who arrived earlier than him. Under the mountain gate, more than a hundred people had gathered. Not only the new recruits, but also some inner disciples of the Yuxian Sect. Apparently they were also members of this trip to the Magic Mountain. .
Han Feng landed calmly, found a corner and stood still, quietly waiting for the next step of the Feather Immortal Sect.
As time passed by, people from all sides flew over one after another. After half an hour, nearly a thousand people had gathered under the mountain gate, and the number was still growing rapidly.
When half an hour passed, the number of people here reached an astonishing number of more than 1,600. Except for a small number of fake alchemy monks and half-step psychics, the rest of the people were all alchemy monks. It can be imagined that this time The scale is huge.
Judging from the personnel composition, one-third are casual cultivators, which shows the profound foundation of Yuxian Sect.
Han Feng knew that this was probably just one of the teams. There must be people participating in the White Crocodile Valley, but they just didn't gather at this mountain gate.
Just at this moment, there was a flash of light in the sky, and the late-stage psychic monk who had led them to join the Feather Fairy Sect appeared again.
The man glanced at the large group of monks below and said calmly: "The time has come, everyone is here, let's set off!" As he said that, he suddenly took out a spiritual treasure, which was a mini flying boat, injecting mana into it. After that, the lavender light immediately expanded and became as big as ten thousand feet, stretching across the sky, giving people a great visual shock.
"Why are you still standing there, come up quickly!" The late-stage psychic monk snorted and urged.
Everyone was startled, flew up one after another, and boarded the flying boat one after another.
Han Feng also flew up with the others, found a cabin to rest, closed his eyes and rested.
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The journey was uneventful. Three days later, we successfully crossed nearly a million miles and arrived high in the sky, where the clouds were layered like an ocean.
Under the order of the late-stage psychic monk, Han Feng and others walked out one after another, stood on the flying boat platform, and couldn't help but marvel at the magnificent scene in front of them.
I saw a real mountain peak above the sea of clouds. It was extremely tall and hundreds of miles wide. The trees on it were lush and green, emitting a brilliant brilliance like emeralds, which was extremely dazzling.
This is the legendary Tianyun Mountain, and it is indeed extraordinary!
Han Feng took a deep breath and suddenly found that the spiritual energy here was a little different from the one below. It was not a matter of richness, but that the spiritual energy here was much special. One could equal three. If a large amount of such spiritual energy was swallowed up, it would definitely be able to break through the bottleneck. Success rate.
The other monks also gradually discovered this feature, and their eyes had a strange light of eagerness, as if they wanted to climb the mountain in front of them in the next moment.
However, no one dared to act rashly without the order from the late-stage psychic monk of Yuxian Sect. No one knew if there were any powerful restrictions here. If they were accidentally touched, it would be in big trouble.
At this moment, the late-stage psychic monk wearing a blue robe looked at the mountain peak in the distance, silently, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Not a moment later, another flying boat flying over 10,000 feet long came from a distance, and it even had the Yuxian Sect's logo painted on it. It was obviously another team of the Yuxian Sect.
Sure enough, after the flying boat came to a stop, a large number of monks dressed in Yuxian Sect costumes appeared, standing on the platform, looking at the mountain peak above the sea of clouds.
Another late-stage psychic monk also flew out and floated above the flying boat. It turned out to be a woman, dressed in a snow-white dress, with a beautiful face, like a snow lotus.
"Elder Yunlian, I didn't expect you to lead the team here this time." The man on Han Feng's side looked at the beautiful female cultivator and suddenly said through a message.
The beautiful female cultivator turned her head and looked to this side. She did not speak or respond via voice transmission. She just nodded lightly and continued to observe the Tianyun Mountain.
The man from the Yuxian Sect was about to say a few more words. At this moment, a flying boat of the same size suddenly flew over from the opposite distance. Judging from the logo, it was not from the Yuxian Sect.
"Haha, Fairy Yunlian, fellow Taoist Lan Feng, your Yuxian Sect came very quickly. You are indeed the sect closest to Tianyun Mountain!" A handsome male cultivator with a grand aura flashed out and looked at the Yuxian Sect. The two men laughed loudly.
"Li Lianying, we have just arrived, and you guys from Hehuan Valley are not slow in coming." The male cultivator from the Yu Xian Sect in blue robes responded indifferently.
