As for the disciples of the Moyun Sect who recognized him at a glance, it must have been the Moyun Sect that informed the entire sect through the network of formations, so that tens of thousands of disciples knew about Han Feng's existence.

Han Feng didn't care about this, let them arrange it, and silently followed the fake Dan monk in front of him to go up.

I have to say that this mountain peak is unusually tall, the scenery is charming, and the aura is abundant, you can see a lot of strange flowers and plants along the way, and the spiritual materials are all over the place, which is very valuable.

After a while, the platforms on both sides of the mountain road were stacked one after another, and a number of beautiful or majestic buildings came into his eyes, and there was no shortage of monks from other sects visiting the scenery here, but most of these monks were masters of the Fake Dan Realm, and they were accompanied by other disciples of the Moyun Sect to chat.

When Han Feng traveled to a height of nearly 1,000 zhang, there was a thick cloud covering him, churning like ocean waves, flying up and down from time to time, setting off gusts of wind, and even falling thousands of snowflakes, crystal clear, covered in silver, making this area beautiful.

"Elder Han, this is the Flying Cloud Snow Scene on our Tongtian Peak, which can be regarded as one of the wonders of the Moyun Sect. The Fake Dan Realm disciple immediately explained.

Han Feng stayed for a while, admired it, and then followed this person into this sea of clouds.

The sea of clouds is really thick, dozens of zhang high, fortunately, there is no risk in it, but the moisture is relatively strong, and that bit of cold can be ignored directly for Han Feng.

The two of them soon crossed out and came to another flower-filled area, where the sun was shining and the climate was warm, like spring.

The floral fragrance is mixed with a refreshing scent that makes them all feel refreshed.

Han Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a landscape, and he couldn't help but have a little more affection for Moyun Sect.

The terrain here gradually becomes gentle, and several bluestone paths wander through the sea of flowers, zigzag upward, and I don't know where they lead.

The fake Dan disciple who led the way in front led Han Feng on the bluestone path on the left side, his speed was unhurried, and he reached the end after a while, coming to the peak platform.

The platform is huge, with a radius of thousands of zhang, and a large palace is built on it, which is magnificent and towering into the sky.

At this time, the outside of the palace was full of guards, and a team of armored people with spears were patrolling, but there was no sound, and a murderous atmosphere permeated all directions.

The arrival of Han Feng and the others immediately attracted the attention of one of the teams here, turned around, galloped over, and surrounded the two of them in an instant.

"Sect Master's order, I, Li Yuan, will bring Elder Han Feng to the table!" the fake Dan disciple immediately said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, he also took out a token and handed it to the leader of this team for verification.

"Release!" After verifying that it was correct, the leader returned the token to Li Yuan, stood up with one hand, and shouted.

The whole team immediately turned around and left, patrolling elsewhere like a torrent of fine iron.

"Elder Han, all the sects and factions of the Eastern Eight Branches are still celebrating in the main hall, and our Ximen Heavenly Ancestor is also here, you can go in by yourself, my task is complete, thank you for your cooperation." Li Yuan turned around, gave Han Feng a salute, and went down the mountain by himself.

Han Feng straightened his clothes and walked quickly to the largest palace in the complex.

At this time, the gate of the palace was open, but it was blocked by the shadow wall of the carved dragon and phoenix in the door, and it was impossible to see the internal situation, but you could vaguely hear the conversation inside, and even smell the smell of wine.

Han Feng didn't dare to release his soul power to probe, so he could only raise his feet and step into it, turn a corner, and enter from the left side.

Inside is the lobby, nearly a hundred zhang wide, decorated with golden brilliance, dazzling, but at this moment it has become a banquet parlor, each case is neatly placed, in turn sit all kinds of monks, dressed differently, the breath is strong and weak.

On the table is a sparkling spirit fruit spirit wine, fragrant and mouth-watering.

Han Feng's appearance did not attract anyone's attention, but he still noticed that at least ten soul powers swept over, obviously trying to find out his details.

It's a pity that Han Feng's soul power is much higher than them, even if they have the cultivation blessing of the Jie Dan Realm, they can't see through Han Feng, so they have to withdraw their soul power stupidly, and stare back at Han Feng with a slight flash.

Han Feng was indifferent, calmly found the case with his name on it, and slowly sat down.

His position was at the end of the Moyun Sect's side, dozens of zhang away from the top spot.

But he still couldn't help but turn his head to look over there, just because there was the ancestor of the Moyun Sect, Ximen Tian, sitting there.

I saw a white-robed Ximen Tianduan sitting in the highest position, and he couldn't see any spiritual power fluctuations at all, if he didn't pay attention, he would ignore it, but everyone here didn't dare to be disrespectful to him, and from time to time someone stepped forward to send a congratulatory gift, not tired of praise, and said it.

Ximen Tian smiled and nodded from time to time, but he rarely spoke out loud, and was usually thanked by Long Ziyun.

After a long time, all the congratulations were completed, and the time for the parties to enter the negotiations began to be important.

Han Feng sat quietly on the edge, without saying a word, listening carefully to their bargaining, discussing how much strength each sect would need to exert when it occupied the main vein in the future. In addition, it is naturally the distribution of interests later, after all, no force is willing to contribute in vain, without the drive of interests, even the Moyun Sect, which has been promoted to a medium sect, cannot be forcibly requisitioned, otherwise the eight eastern branches will be chaotic, then the interests of the Moyun Sect will be damaged the most, and if there is a fire in the backyard, don't think about going to the main vein to expand the territory.

The eight eastern branches include the Moyun Sect, a total of eight sects, and they are arguing endlessly at the moment, and they have not been able to unify their opinions, after all, they all have ghosts, and they don't want to make a big effort, but they want to grab part of the benefits when they occupy the main vein.

At this moment, Ximen Tian suddenly snorted slightly, and a majestic and incomparably powerful force appeared in the entire lobby without warning, making all the nearly eighty old monsters present like falling into the abyss, silent as cicadas, and stopped abruptly one by one, looking up at Ximen Tian, not daring to say another word.

"Fellow Daoists, today is the great day of my Moyun Sect, and it is also a celebration ceremony for the old man to become a psychic venerable, should you give me a little thin noodles, just follow the plan drawn up by my Moyun Sect to go to the main lineage, and I will definitely not treat the major sects badly afterwards! If any sect is not satisfied, this seat does not mind visiting the door in person, everything has to be discussed!" Ximen Tian glanced at them and said in a cold tone.

Everyone was silent, still not expressing their position, although they were all taken by the power of Ximen Tian, they also knew that the other party did not dare to do anything to them, otherwise it would be a great chaos in the eight eastern branches, and the most seriously damaged was the Moyun Sect.