"Thank you then. Han Feng took it, and he was not polite, he directly put it into the storage ring, nodded towards Fang Hanyuan again, and turned to leave.

Although the colorful spiritual soil is extremely precious and valuable, only seven grains can't do anything, and it can really only be used as a meeting gift, and there is nothing wrong with receiving it.

......

After a stick of incense, Han Feng slowly returned to his inn, entered his courtyard, laid down the prohibition for the first time, and then walked into the alchemy room.

He had already checked Yan Yijian's spiritual materials and found no problems.

Now that he has returned to the inn, he naturally has to refine them into two elixirs that do not form flowers, so that they can be exchanged.

Soon, the two furnaces were completed without any surprises.

But the remaining eighteen spiritual materials were withheld by him, and he no longer practiced them, and he didn't know what his plans were.

In fact, his idea was very simple, that is, to accumulate enough of this kind of spiritual material, and then refine it in one go, so that the level of refining could be greatly improved, otherwise it would be difficult to go further if it was repeatedly interrupted.

Early the next morning, he went out again to meet his soul clone and complete a simple handover with each other.

After returning to the main island of Penglai, he practiced in retreat, and his ears did not listen to what was going on outside the window.

It wasn't until ten days had passed that Wang Quan suddenly sent a message to Han Feng again, saying that he had come to the outside of his inn and wanted to interview him.

Han Feng felt strange, and secretly wondered why this guy ran to the door, could it be that he had found some clues.

He decided to respond to all changes with no change, so he simply didn't reply to Wang Quan's message, and let Wang Quan wait outside, anyway, he could have said afterwards that he was at a critical moment of cultivation and didn't notice the other party's message.

Sure enough, Wang Quan waited outside for a while, but there was no movement, so he had to give up and go back to the Muyang Chamber of Commerce for the time being.

Here, the Yuxian Sect is the master, any inn is protected, no one dares to trespass, even the Muyang Chamber of Commerce does not have this right.

......

"What? Lai Shenghao, this kid is closed door, did he find out about my existence, and he starts to suspect you?" After listening to Wang Quan's report, Elder Yao of the Muyang Chamber of Commerce flashed his eyes and asked several questions in a row.

Wang Quan was speechless by her question, and after a long while, he came back to his senses and slowly analyzed: "It stands to reason that he can't find out about your existence, he doesn't have this strength! It is possible that he is really in retreat and cultivating." ”

"Well, I hope so. Elder Yao, the woman in palace clothes, regained her composure and said slowly.

"So what should we do now?" asked Wang Quan.

"Wait!" Elder Yao, the woman in palace clothes, had a calm face and only said one word.

Wang Quan bowed, nodded yes, and withdrew.

......

Another five days passed, Han Feng woke up from his meditation, put on his mask again, turned into Ge Liang, and quietly left the inn and galloped towards the sea.

Along the way, he spread out the soul power of the crystal transformation level, and looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

This place is close to the Penglai Islands, and the fierce krakens around it have long since evacuated, where will they still linger in this area, after all, the relationship between the human race and the sea tribe is not good.

The wind and waves were calm all around, and Han Feng turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared into the sky.

After a stick of incense, he traveled more than 20,000 miles to an island in the northwest, which was wooded, verdant, and beautiful.

His soul power clone wandered here to stay, but he was not idle, and he comprehended the Nine Refining Mystery Techniques on his own.

When he reached Han Feng's realm, he could already transform into thousands of souls, but a wisp of soul power was separated, and his strength was limited, so no matter how much he had, it was useless.

Like him, this soul power clone condenses nearly one-tenth of his soul power, and his natural strength is outstanding, comparable to the level of the early stage of the condensation, if in terms of real combat power, it is definitely not weaker than the characters in the early stage of psychic.

After Han Feng landed, it didn't take long for his soul power clone to emerge from the ground and stand in front of him without speaking.

Han Feng saluted respectfully and called him a senior with this soul power clone.

His soul power clone nodded at him, directly threw him a small blue and white bottle, and said indifferently: "I will leave this sea area one day, and I will not take on other tasks for the time being." ”

Han Feng nodded heavily and said, "Yes, but I don't know where the seniors are going?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you just do your own thing, and when the time comes, I will come back to you!"

Han Feng pretended to be in place, immediately shut up, bowed down, and left immediately.

But at this moment, he sensed a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, although it was slight, but it was still captured by him.

It's just that he shouldn't show it, so he can only let his soul power clone come forward.

"Which fellow Daoist is hiding, and hasn't shown up yet?" His soul power clone looked like a torch, sweeping across the sky in the southeast.

When Han Feng heard this, he pretended to be surprised, and hurriedly flew down, looked at his soul power clone, and quickly explained: "Senior, I didn't bring anyone here!"

His soul power clone pretended to be deep, raised his hand, and said indifferently: "I know it has nothing to do with you." ”

As he spoke, he moved his eyes again, the aura on his body suddenly soared, and his soul power spread out like a river and a sea, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Hehe, such a profound soul power cultivation, no wonder you can refine the Soul Derivation and Biochemical Pill, when you see it today, it really deserves its reputation!" A female voice like a silver bell came down from the surrounding void, and the sound was in the ears, making people feel like they were sleeping.

Han Feng naturally didn't feel sleepy at all, but he still had to show it and put on a feeling of being overwhelmed.

His soul clone raised his hand and pointed at it, shooting out a ray of light that sank into his body.

In fact, that light was his own power, and after returning to his body, it had little effect, but he was able to take the opportunity to get rid of that embarrassment and recover as before.

"The fairy's soul power cultivation is also very strong, isn't it time to come out and see it?" his soul power clone continued.

"Good!" As soon as the woman's voice fell, a shadow appeared in the sky and slowly descended.

I saw that she was wearing a bright red phoenix robe, her skin was like condensed fat, and her facial features were beautiful, like a fairy who came out of a painting, but she smiled and had great charm, like a demon girl.

It was none other than Elder Yao from the Muyang Chamber of Commerce.

"Who are you?" Han Feng's soul power clone asked indifferently.

"Little girl Yao Hong, I've seen Daoyou, I don't know what you call it?" said the woman in palace clothes said with a light smile. (https:)

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