Fang Hanyuan looked at Han Feng's leaving back and remained silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Senior brother, why do you have to find him? Did you see any clues?" Ma Dongping's face calmed down, completely losing the anger just now.
"I didn't see anything, I just felt that he was not simple." Fang Hanyuan shook his head gently.
"Could he be a master of alchemy and just hide it?" Another male cultivator in the late stage of alchemy suddenly said.
"This is unlikely." Ma Dongping raised his eyebrows and said immediately.
"Then how come he has so many twelfth-grade elixirs? It is obvious that he is at least an alchemist himself, and combined with his agreement with Yan Yijian, it is not wrong to infer that he is a hidden master of alchemy. "The male cultivator continued his analysis.
Ma Dongping fell into deep thought and did not refute again.
"This is all speculation on my part. I will go back to the main island of Penglai first. I will contact him again in three days and try my best to win him over. With him joining our small team, the trip to the Black Sea will be safer." Fang Hanyuan said.
With that said, he put away the talismans and elixirs and flew out first.
The three people behind him had no objection at all to him collecting those things alone, and all followed him, obviously following his lead.
After a while, the four of them disappeared from the area.
…
Han Feng was galloping at an extremely fast speed. He was thousands of feet away in one breath, but instead of flying towards the main Penglai Island, he took a turn and flew away from the Penglai Islands.
Before he knew it, he flew thirty thousand miles without incident, and no monks followed him.
He finally found a remote island, dispersed his soul power and found that there was no one or the Demon Queen. Then he slowly landed and hid in a natural cave, quickly setting up a shielding formation to hide his aura.
In the cave, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face, taking off the mask, then swung around and returned to his appearance as Lai Mili, and at the same time put on the clothes of the Yuxian Sect again.
After doing all this, he was not in a hurry to leave, but communicated with the remaining talisman, opened the light door, and sent the spiritual soil exchanged two days ago into its inner world.
In that world, most of the spiritual soil obtained previously has been consumed, not even a quarter, but the flower of the other side has only sprouted the fifth leaf. Obviously, more spiritual soil is needed to cultivate it.
Now that Han Feng has come out, he will naturally not be in a hurry to return to Penglai Immortal Island. He will simply separate a soul clone to enter the inner world of the residual symbol, and replace the spiritual soil of Bianhua from time to time.
Time flies by, as if three days and two nights have passed in the blink of an eye.
On the morning of the third day, Han Feng took back the soul power clone, but it did not merge into his soul sea. Instead, it stayed here and was poured with more soul power, so that its power greatly increased, almost reaching Levels of condensed beads.
After a while, the soul clone disappeared into the ground and disappeared. No one knew what his plans were.
Then, he removed the surrounding shielding formations, took off into the air, and flew towards the Penglai Islands.
In less than half an hour, he successfully returned to the main island of Penglai and found an inn to stay at.
In the practice room, he sat cross-legged, and after silently adjusting his breath, he suddenly took out the communication token Yan Yijian gave him and began to communicate to the other party.
Yan Yijian immediately replied and said that he was at Longyuan Inn, waiting for Han Feng's arrival.
Han Feng's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't rush over. Instead, he made an appointment with him to meet in an hour.
He continued to meditate and adjust his breath to improve his condition to the best.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Han Feng put on the mask of the Muyang Chamber of Commerce, changed into Ge Liang's appearance again, changed into a set of casual cultivator clothes again, got up and left the inn, heading straight to Longyuan Inn.
Not long after, he saw Yan Yijian in a living room of Longyuan Inn.
This is the reception room specially arranged by Longyuan Inn. The interior is magnificent and magnificent.
After Yan Yijian and Han Feng greeted each other, the guests of honor sat separately.
Yan Yijian didn't waste any time and asked straight to the point: "Fellow Daoist Ge, when can I go see the alchemy master?"
Han Feng pondered for a while, took a sip of tea, and said: "I will take fellow Taoist Yan there, but he doesn't know what elixir you want to refine yet, and he is not sure that it will succeed. How many copies have you prepared? Spiritual materials? He won't accept it without more than five copies."
"I understand the rules. There are eight portions of spiritual materials." Yan Yijian nodded, with a clear look.
"Also, is there any pill recipe?" Han Feng asked again.
"Of course this exists. The elixir I want to refine is an isolated recipe. Without the elixir, there is no way to start." Yan Yijian said with a slight smile.
"Oh, I wonder what the elixir Brother Yan wants to refine is?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
"We'll find out when we meet the alchemy master!" At this time, Yan Yijian still gave up.
Han Feng's eyes flashed and he didn't mind. He smiled calmly and said: "In that case, let's go to sea without further delay."
"The alchemy master is not on the main island of Penglai?" Yan Yijian asked in surprise.
"He is somewhere else, just come with me." Han Feng stood up and said calmly.
Yan Yijian quickly followed and quickly left Longyuan Inn.
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In less than a quarter of an hour, Han Feng took Yan Yijian to the island where his soul clone was staying.
"The alchemy master is on this isolated island?" Yan Yijian looked around and asked with a little vigilance.
"This alchemy master is lonely by nature. He asked me to come here for interviews. I don't know why he chose this place." Han Feng explained casually and then urged: "Let's go down quickly. He doesn't like other people." sooner or later."
With that said, he flew down first, and the moment he stepped on the island, a ray of soul power came out from the soles of his feet, contacting the soul power clone, causing it to quickly emerge from the ground.
This soul clone wore a large fiery red coat and a bamboo hat on its head, covering itself tightly, but the aura it exuded was extremely powerful, comparable to that of a psychic master.
Yan Yijian felt his aura and quickly landed and saluted respectfully.
"Are you the Yan Yijian who Xiaoge said wants to refine the elixir? Bring everything. I don't guarantee that it will be refined, but I will promise according to the rules. Once the elixir is completed, I will deliver it to you. Otherwise It will be counterattacked by heaven." Han Feng's soul clone said in a hoarse voice.
As he spoke, he stood up with one hand, held a strange magic weapon, and began to make an oath. A series of strange fluctuations appeared in the sky, as if the heaven and earth were responding to his oath. If he violated it, there would be real backlash.
