Three days, in a flash.

Early in the morning, Han Feng opened his eyes, the crystal light in his eyes flashed, he stood up, left the practice room, and left the inn directly, but did not rush to the center of the city, but wandered around in the city, from time to time in and out of some Danfang, selling the five-grade pill Chiri Pill on his body, earning millions of spirit stones, and he uniformly exchanged them for high-grade spirit stones in case of emergency.

At noon, he walked unhurriedly to the edge of the White Fang Tower.

When he showed the silver-framed token and explained the reason, the two Guiyuan monks who stopped him immediately turned pale and led him straight to the main hall under the White Fang Pagoda.

The main hall is splendid, and it exudes brilliant golden light, which is ten zhang high and dozens of zhang wide.

Han Feng followed the two Guiyuan monks up more than ten steps, passed a jade platform, passed through the side door, and entered the lobby.

At this time, there were still twenty or thirty people gathered here, sitting on both sides, but the top seat was still empty.

"Han Daoyou, please take a seat!" It was the man surnamed Huang who greeted him, politely leading Han Feng to sit in a position on the left side.

Han Feng nodded, and sat on a rosewood chair with a calm face.

The other twenty-seven or eight people all locked their eyes on him in unison, as if they wanted to see through it, after all, the strength that Han Feng showed at this moment was only the realm of fake pills.

Of course, in fact, his current cultivation level cultivation is really the realm of false pills, and what he is hiding is his physical strength and soul power cultivation.

Han Feng also looked back at these people quietly, and found that they were all fake pill people, with strong and weak breaths, if it was in the past, he would still be a little jealous, but now it seems that there is a feeling that the seniors look at the juniors.

When there was not a stick of incense, several scattered cultivators came one after another, all of whom were fake pills, and as for whether they had hidden other aspects of their cultivation, they knew it in their own hearts, and it was difficult for outsiders to detect it.

Han Feng didn't spread his soul power to deliberately investigate, and he couldn't perceive their true cultivation.

"Haha, I'm late!

Suddenly, another young man in a large red robe strode in, making a hearty voice and looking full of energy.

Several monks present frowned slightly, as if they knew this person, but they didn't say anything, just watched coldly.

"Brother Huoyun, you finally came, I sent you, I thought you wouldn't come?!" The man surnamed Huang from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance had a happy face, and hurriedly walked out to greet this person, looking excited.

"The alliance is calling, how dare you not come!" The red-robed man known as Brother Huoyun laughed loudly, rolled his eyes, swept into the hall, and suddenly asked again: "As far as I know, isn't this party presided over by Huang Yilong's seniors? Why don't you see anyone?"

"Hehe, Ancestor still has some things to deal with, I'll be there later, Brother Huoyun, don't worry, you wait a while, taste our alliance's jasper Qingyuan tea first!" said the man surnamed Huang with a smile, and personally took this person to sit in the first seat on the left-hand side.

"Okay, I came here for your cup of tea, and I have to bring me three or five catties of tea to take away, and the price is negotiable." The red-robed man Huo Yun laughed.

The man surnamed Huang smiled, then he clapped his palms, and immediately more than thirty beautiful maidservants walked out of the side hall and brought a cup of tea to everyone present.

Han Feng opened the lid of the bowl and saw that there was a turquoise light overflowing, and when the light converged, he saw pieces of jasper-like tea floating in the soup, fragrant and fragrant, faintly making the vitality in his body stretch out, refreshing people's hearts.

Han Feng was a little excited when he saw those people, obviously this tea was not simple.

When they all drank it, Han Feng took a small sip, and immediately felt a burst of abundant Yuan Power impacting his body, and even his soul sea was trembling slightly, it seemed that this spiritual tea could also touch the soul of the monk, making people refreshed and their soul power increased.

It's a pity that there are only seven pieces of this tea leaf, and the turquoise soup is also limited, only this cup, and after a while, the group of them have all drunk it, and there is nothing left.

Han Feng was the same, he felt that this thing was strange, it was simply a miracle medicine to promote the growth of body vitality and soul power, if he drank this tea for a long time, he might have an epiphany, and all kinds of difficulties in cultivation would be solved.

"It is worthy of the first-class spiritual tea of our eastern eight branches, and it is only in the city that there is this kind of specialty, no wonder the Liuyun Sect always wants to include the city in its jurisdiction. The red-robed man Huoyun said with a little emotion.

Han Feng muttered slightly in his heart, the Scattered Cultivation Alliance entertained them like this, presumably it was not so easy to ask for each other.

Many of the people present also quickly calmed down, and they all looked at the man surnamed Huang who was standing next to the top position, as if they were all asking him what he was going to do.

The man surnamed Huang kept smiling, and he put an unknowing expression on his face, and he didn't let go at all.

"Brother Huang, you see we've been waiting for almost half an hour, when will your ancestor come over?" a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar suddenly asked.

"Li Yifan Daoyou, don't worry, my ancestor will arrive later, and the specific matters will have to be discussed with you in detail, in short, I won't treat you badly, and please wait for a while." The man surnamed Huang responded with a smile, then looked at everyone again, and clasped his fists in a circle.

"That's it, Huang Yilong's seniors are the city lord of Liangcheng, there are naturally a lot of things, Lao Li, what are you anxious about, don't come if you have something, since you are here, then stay here, otherwise it will be disrespectful to Huang Lao, and it is also disrespectful to Liangcheng! If you have the ability, you can leave now, you can try!" Huoyun, who was sitting opposite, sneered.

Obviously, the two of them are not at odds.

The middle-aged man named Li Yifan snorted coldly and was about to stand up to refute it, but the man surnamed Huang hurriedly cut between the two of them and hurriedly persuaded him.

Li Yifan glared at Huoyun, snorted again, and then didn't say anything more, simply closed his eyes and rested.

Huoyun sneered a few times, sat in the upper left position by himself, and no longer provoked the other party.

Unconsciously, three or four hours passed, but the old monster Huang Yilong still did not appear.

At this moment, not only was everyone a little impatient, but even the man surnamed Huang himself felt embarrassed, and under the urging of everyone's eyes, he was about to take out the communication token and consult Huang Yilong.

"Fellow Daoists, I'm sorry that I was delayed a little because of an urgent matter just now. At this moment, the door of the main hall suddenly flashed, and a figure flashed out quickly, revealing a tall middle-aged man, with a white face and beard, slender eyebrows, looking a little feminine, forming a huge contrast with his figure.