When the monk surnamed Lu heard this, he unabashedly showed a cruel smile, and said coldly: "What Senior Brother Fang said is extremely true, let's go find other senior brothers, let Lu Daoyou continue to be alone, I wish you can come back alive, hehe!"

Han Feng didn't move at all, and smiled indifferently: "Then don't send the two, go slowly!"

The two of them brushed their sleeves away, and they didn't give Han Feng any face.

Han Feng secretly sneered in his heart, ignoring their feelings, after these people went to the Demon Mountain, they might not survive, so he naturally wouldn't join forces with them.

Originally, he thought that the two would have some key information to provide, but he didn't expect that he didn't know anything, so there was no possibility of cooperation.

In the following time, Han Feng continued to cultivate, or deduced the Five Elements Rune in the Sea of Souls, and tried his best to improve the skills of this rune, and when the time came, he could condense it, further compress its size, and enhance its rune power, so that the Five Elements Rune Treasure could recover as soon as possible.

During this period, there were still other Jiedan monks who came to visit, naturally with the intention of cooperating with him, but he declined them one by one.

After five or six times, these people stopped looking for him, and presumably his image of not being able to enter the oil and salt also spread in a certain circle, and it was difficult to have room for cooperation.

Han Feng didn't know anything about this, even if he knew, he wouldn't mind, he had his own plans, how could he cooperate with these people who couldn't get on the stage.

Time flies, and more than two months have passed in an instant, and the day of the opening of the Magic Mountain is getting closer and closer.

Han Feng didn't bury himself in penance anymore, but began to make final preparations, sorting out all the things in his storage ring in case of emergency.

When another ten days passed, the Yuxian Sect sent a message to him, saying that the Demon Mountain would open in three days, and that he would gather at the mountain gate where the Thousand Mountains Snow Domain was located, and set off for Tianyun Mountain in an hour.

Han Feng didn't dare to delay the hour, he got up and left the hall as soon as possible, flew into the air, turned into a streamer, and rushed to the mountain gate.

Fortunately, the place where he lives is not far from the mountain gate, and the work of the two pillars of incense has arrived, and the majestic mountain gate can be seen from a distance, towering into the clouds, with its own light scattering, and it is incomparably powerful.

There were a lot of monks who arrived earlier than him, and under the mountain gate, more than a hundred people had gathered, not only new recruits, but also some inner disciples of the Feather Immortal Sect, obviously they were also members of this trip to the Demon Mountain.

Han Feng landed quietly, found a corner position at random and stood still, quietly waiting for the next step of the Feather Immortal Sect.

As time passed, people from all sides flew over one after another, and after half an hour, nearly a thousand people had gathered under the mountain gate, and they were still rising rapidly.

When half an hour passed, the number of people here reached an astonishing more than 1,600 people, except for a small number of false Dan monks and half-step psychic monks, the rest of the personnel were all Jiedan monks, you can imagine the scale of this time.

From the perspective of personnel composition, one-third of them are scattered cultivators, which can be seen from the depth of the foundation of the Yuxian Sect.

Han Feng knew that this should only be one of the teams, and there must be people in the White Crocodile River Basin, but they didn't gather at this mountain gate.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in the sky, and the psychic late-stage monk who had led them to join the Feather Immortal Sect appeared again.

The man glanced at the large group of monks below, and said indifferently: "The hour has come, all the people have arrived, let's go!" As he spoke, he suddenly took out a spiritual treasure, which was a miniature flying boat, and after injecting mana, the light purple light immediately soared, becoming a large size, lying in the air, giving people a great visual shock.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up!" 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 everyone, found a cabin at random to rest, closed his eyes and recuperate.

......

After three days, I successfully crossed a million miles and came to the high sky, with layers of clouds, like an ocean.

Under the order of the late-stage psychic monk, Han Feng and the others walked out one after another, standing on the flying boat platform, looking at the magnificent scene in front of them, and couldn't help but be amazed.

I saw that above the sea of clouds, there was a real mountain peak, which was extremely tall, the chassis was a hundred miles wide, and the trees on it were verdant, exuding brilliant brilliance like jade, and it was extremely dazzling.

This is the legendary Tianyun Mountain, and it is really extraordinary!

Han Feng took a deep breath and found that the aura here was a little different from the one below, not because it was a matter of richness, but because the aura here was much special, and it could be used to fight with one to three, if there was a large amount of such aura devouring, it would definitely be able to increase the success rate of breaking through the bottleneck.

The rest of the monks gradually discovered this trait, and their eyes all had a strange light in their eyes, as if they wanted to climb the mountain in front of them in the next moment.

It's just that before the order of the late psychic monk of the Feather Immortal Sect, everyone didn't dare to act rashly, and no one knew if there were any powerful prohibitions here, and if they accidentally touched it, it would be a big trouble.

At this moment, the late-stage psychic monk in the blue robe looked at the mountain peak, silent, and did not know what he was thinking.

In a moment, a 10,000-zhang-long flying boat flew in the distance, and it was also painted with the logo of the Feather Immortal Sect, which was obviously another team of the Feather Immortal Sect.

Sure enough, after the flying boat hovered, a large number of monks dressed in the costumes of the Feather Immortal Sect came out, standing on the platform, and also looking at the mountain peak above the sea of clouds.

Another psychic monk also flew out and floated above the flying boat, and it was actually a woman, dressed in a snow-white dress, with a beautiful appearance, like a snow lotus.

"Elder Yunlian, I didn't expect you to lead the team this time. The man on Han Feng's side looked at the beautiful female cultivator and suddenly said.

The beautiful female cultivator turned her head to look at this side, did not speak, did not transmit a reply, just nodded lightly, and continued to observe the Tianyun Mountain.

The man from the Feather Immortal Sect was about to say a few more words, but at this moment, a flying boat of the same size suddenly flew in the distance opposite, but its logo was not from the Feather Immortal Sect.

"Haha, Yunlian Fairy, Blue Wind Daoist, your Feather Immortal Sect came quickly, and it is worthy of being the closest sect to Tianyun Mountain!" A handsome male cultivator with a grand aura flashed out, looked at the two people of the Feather Immortal Sect, and laughed.

"Li Lianying, we have just arrived, and you Hehuan Valley is not slow to come. The male cultivator in the blue robe of the Feather Immortal Sect replied indifferently.