Fang Hanyuan looked at Han Feng's departing back, silent for a long time, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Senior brother, why do you have to look for him, do you see any clues?" Ma Dongping's face calmed down, completely losing the anger just now.

"I don't see anything, I just feel like he's not simple. Fang Hanyuan shook his head lightly.

"Could he be an alchemy master, just hidden?" said another male cultivator in the late stage of the elixir.

"It's unlikely. Ma Dongping raised his eyebrows and said immediately.

"Then how could he have so many twelve-grade pills, obviously he was at least an alchemist himself, and combined with his agreement with Yan Yijian, it was not wrong to infer that he was a hidden alchemy master. The male cultivator continued to analyze.

Ma Dongping fell into deep thought and did not refute again.

"This is all my speculation, go back to the main island of Penglai first, and then contact him three days later, try to win him over, and with him joining our small team, the trip to the Black Sea will be safer." Fang Hanyuan said.

As he spoke, he put away the talismans and pills and flew out first.

The three men behind him had no opinion on him taking the things alone, and followed one after another, apparently with him at the head of the horse.

After a while, the four of them disappeared into the area.

......

Han Feng was galloping, extremely fast, and his breath was thousands of zhang away, but instead of flying towards the main island of Penglai, he made a bend and flew in the direction away from the Penglai Islands.

Before he knew it, he had flown out for 30,000 miles, all the way without incident, and no monk was following him.

He finally found a remote island, spread his soul power and found that there were no people or demons, so he slowly landed, hid in a natural hole**, and quickly arranged a shielding formation to hide his breath.

He was in the cave, raised his hand and wiped it on his face, took off the mask, and then shook his body, and then returned to the appearance of Lai Milli, and at the same time put on the clothes of the Feather Immortal Sect again.

After doing all this, he did not rush to leave, but communicated with the remnants, opened the light gate, and sent the spirit soil exchanged two days ago into its inner world.

In that piece of heaven and earth, most of the spiritual soil obtained before had been consumed, and even a quarter was not enough, but the flower on the other side only sprouted the bud of the fifth leaf, and obviously more spiritual soil was needed to cultivate.

Since Han Feng came out, he naturally wouldn't be in a hurry to go back to Penglai Immortal Island, so he simply separated a soul power clone to enter the inner world of the remnant talisman, and changed the spiritual soil for the other side flower from time to time.

Time flies, as if three days and two nights have passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning of the third day, Han Feng withdrew the soul power clone, but did not merge into his soul sea, but stayed here, being infused with more soul power, making its power soar, almost reaching the level of condensation.

After a while, this soul power clone disappeared into the ground, and he disappeared without a trace, and I don't know what his plans were.

Then, he removed the shielding formation around him, took off into the air, and galloped towards the Penglai Islands.

In less than half an hour, he successfully returned to the main island of Penglai and found an inn to live in.

In the practice room, he sat down cross-legged, and after silently breathing, he suddenly took out the communication token that Yan Yijian gave him and began to transmit the message to the other party.

Yan Yijian immediately replied, saying that he was at the Longyuan Inn, waiting for Han Feng's arrival.

Han Feng's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't rush over, but made an appointment with him to meet him in an hour.

He continued to meditate and pranayama to improve his state 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 clothes again, got up and left the inn, and walked straight to the Longyuan Inn.

Not long after, he met Yan Yijian in a living room of the Longyuan Inn.

This is the specially arranged living room of Longyuan Inn, the interior is resplendent and the atmosphere is incomparable.

After Yan Yijian and Han Feng saluted each other, the guests of honor sat separately.

Yan Yijian didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point: "Ge Daoyou, I don't know when I can go to see the alchemy master?"

Han Feng pondered for a while, took a sip of tea, and said, "I will bring Yan Daoyou over, but he still doesn't know what spirit pill you want to refine, and he is not sure that he will succeed, how many spiritual materials have you prepared? ”

"I know the rules, there are eight parts of spiritual materials. Yan Yijian nodded, with a look of understanding.

"Besides, Dan can have it?" Han Feng asked again.

"This is naturally there, the pill I want to refine is a lonely prescription, without a pill, there is no way to start. Yan Yijian smiled slightly.

"Oh, I don't know what the elixir that Brother Yan wants to refine is?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"When you see the alchemy master, you will know!" At this time, Yan Yijian was also sold.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he didn't mind, and smiled indifferently: "Since that's the case, then without further ado, let's go to sea now." ”

"That alchemy master is not on the main island of Penglai?" Yan Yijian said.

"He's somewhere else, you can come with me. Han Feng got up and said lightly.

Yan Yijian hurriedly followed and quickly left the Longyuan Inn.

......

In less than a quarter of an hour, Han Feng took Yan Yijian to the sky above the island where his soul power clone was staying.

"The alchemy master is on this isolated island?" Yan Yijian looked left and right, and asked with a little vigilance.

"This alchemy master is withdrawn by nature, he asked me to come here for an interview, and I don't know why he chose to come here. Han Feng explained casually, and then urged: "Let's go down quickly, he doesn't like others sooner or later." ”

As he spoke, he flew down first, and the moment he stepped on the island, a wisp of soul power emanated from the soles of his feet, contacting the soul clone and causing it to emerge quickly from the ground.

This soul power clone wore a large fiery red coat and a hat on its head, covering itself densely, but the aura it exuded was extremely powerful, comparable to that of the Psychic Venerable.

Yan Yijian felt his breath, and hurriedly landed and saluted respectfully.

"You are Yan Yijian who Xiao Ge said he wanted to refine the spirit pill? Bring everything here, I don't guarantee that I will be able to refine it, but I will promise according to the rules, once I become a pill, I will deliver it to you, otherwise I will be attacked by the Heavenly Dao." Han Feng's soul clone said in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, he stood up with one hand, pinched a strange legal decision, and began to make an oath, and a series of strange fluctuations appeared in the sky, as if the heavens and the earth were responding to his oath, if it was violated, there would really be a backlash. (https:)

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