Time slowly passed as Han Feng gathered his baleful aura. Other than the occasional buzzing of mosquitoes, there were only the sound of sleeping men.
Gradually, the sun appeared at the edge of the horizon, and the morning light slowly dispersed the night sky. Han Feng opened his eyes and took a deep breath toward Vast Sun East. Immediately, two purple gas dragons that mortals couldn't detect entered his nostrils. After circling around his body once, they came out of his mouth. This cycle repeated itself. Han Feng could clearly feel that all the pores on his body felt like they were floating in the air. It was as if he could step through the void and travel the heavens. This was the same feeling that Han Feng had experienced for the past 1200 years in the book world. It had never happened before. Obviously, only when one's mind reached a certain level of peace could one experience the aura of this world.
In just one night, the red mist around Han Feng's body had shrunk by 20% again. Han Feng was not in a hurry. He knew that condensing the Red Mist of Severed Blood was not something that could be done in a short period of time. It would take a relatively long time.
Early in the morning, everyone in the group woke up and washed up. At this moment, the old man who had been accompanying the doctor in the carriage all this time walked down from the carriage. He took a deep breath and moved his hands and feet in an empty space. Gradually, he began to do all kinds of movements.
Han Feng took a look and was quite surprised. Although the movements performed by this person did not have any offensive power, each of them could strengthen the body and nourish the body. After linking them up, the effect was even better.
After a while, the mortal elder withdrew his fist and let out a long breath. He hesitated for a moment before walking toward Han Feng.
"Little brother, did you and your friends have a good rest last night?" The mortal old man asked with a smile.”
Han Feng nodded slightly and did not say anything.
The old man hesitated for a moment and asked,"Little brother, where did you find that thousand-year willow leaf?"”After saying that, his eyes revealed a look of curiosity.
"I picked it up by the roadside." Han Feng said.
The old man paused for a moment and thought for a long time before smiling bitterly. After teasing him for a long time, he finally said," Little brother…good luck!”
After chatting with Han Feng for a while more, the old man couldn't get the information he wanted from Han Feng no matter how much he tried to beat around the bush. He sighed and turned to leave.
If they were to compare, Han Feng's age in the book world was more than enough to be the ancestor of the old man. The indirect questions of the mortal old man might be useful to young people who had just started cultivating, but to Han Feng, it was completely useless.
As he followed the convoy, Han Feng gradually adjusted his state of mind and blended in with them. Several days passed in a flash. During these days, the lady that Han Feng treated would often come to talk to Han Feng. However, every time they talked, her face would turn red and her eyes would reveal a strange light. No one knew what she was thinking.
Seeing the light in the woman's eyes, Han Feng smiled wryly in his heart. He could see this light on Shangguan Yuqing often, and he was well aware of it.
However, Han Feng felt that his age was even greater than this woman's ancestor. Thus, he always had a strange feeling in his heart. Young married women were loved by everyone, but Han Feng was not into this!
This day was already within sight of the Great Desolate City.
Although the capital city of the mortals in the West to the West was bustling and magnificent, in the eyes of Han Feng and the others, it was extremely ordinary and did not have anything special about it. If it were not for the fact that there were spiritual energy vortex barriers on the capital, Han Feng would not even bother to take a look.
Han Feng used his Astral Body to sense the situation of the entire city. Within the city, there were a total of nine spiritual energy whirlpool barriers. As for the source of the spiritual energy whirlpool, it was not a cultivator, but nine towering black pillars carved with dragons. According to the size of the pillars, the spiritual energy they emitted was also divided into strong and weak. Among them, except for one pillar that was the largest, the other eight were all second.
This pillar was very big. The smallest one required a hundred people to encircle it, and the largest one required a thousand people to encircle it.
There were people meditating inside the nine giant pillars, and there was a formation outside the pillars that prevented any divine sense from prying into them. However, this formation was useless to Han Feng at his current cultivation level. He could tell at a glance that the people meditating inside the pillars were all cultivators.
Among them, the highest cultivation had already reached the Great Vehicle Stage, and the lowest cultivation had only reached the late Nascent Soul Stage. Han Feng was rather interested in this strange building. After the convoy entered the city, Chu Xing noticed that Han Feng and the others were staring at the nine black pillars in the center of the city. He whispered,"Little Brother Han. Brother Han, Sister Shangguan, don't keep staring. If you're discovered, you'll be in trouble.”
Han Feng stroked the mane of his dragon colt and asked in puzzlement,"Brother Chu, what are these nine black pillars with dragon carvings?”
Chu Xing's eyes were filled with envy as he whispered,"That's a divine tree. This place is our Great Desolate City, protected by generations of immortals. That's why the immortal decree was issued. The emperor gathered the skilled craftsmen from all over the country and built these nine Dragon Elephant Trees according to the requirements of the immortal decree.”
" Divine Wood…" Han Feng and the rest had a strange expression.
"Legend has it that there are immortals living in the Divine Dragonesque Elephant Wood. When my father was young, he saw immortals fly out of it.”Chu Xing's tone revealed a sense of pride, as if his ancestor had seen an immortal and that was something that made him proud.
At this moment, if he knew that Han Feng and the others who had traveled with him for seven days were millions of times stronger than the person his ancestor had met, who knew what he would think.
One had to know that the cultivator that his ancestor had seen before would respectfully call Han Feng and the others senior.
Han Feng and Shangguan Yuqing withdrew their gazes and smiled without saying anything. Han Chentian did not take it seriously at all. Back then, any city in the Primordial Ancestral Land was billions of times more majestic than this mortal capital, and any piece of wood was millions of times larger than this Great Desolate City. Those who had seen the brilliance of the moon would not care about the light of fireflies.
On a pontoon bridge between the north and south of the city, Han Feng and his group bid farewell to Chu Xing and the others. Although Chu Xing did not know Han Feng and his group for long, he felt a sense of familiarity with them. He patted his chest and promised Han Feng. He said loudly, Little Brother Han, my good brother, if Sister Shangguan encounters any trouble in the future, just look for him and wait.
There was also Sun Mazi, who had given up his horse. During the past few days of drinking, he was completely convinced by Han Feng and the others. At this moment, just like Chu Xing, he told Han Feng and the others that if they were bullied, Sun Mazi would definitely take action.
In the end, the mortal old man got down from the carriage. Behind him was a woman in a cheongsam and cotton jacket. Beside the noble woman was the beautiful woman who had treated him that day.
Seeing that Han Feng and the others were about to leave, the noblewoman revealed a trace of melancholy in her eyes.
After the old mortal stepped forward to chat with Han Feng, the white-veiled lady did not move. Instead, she bowed slightly to Han Feng in the distance. Without saying anything, she turned around and returned to the carriage.
As for the graceful lady, she leaned forward and chatted with the white-veiled lady for a while. Then, she took an ice silk bag and walked quickly to Han Feng. She handed the bag to Han Feng and said softly,"Big Sister wants me to thank you. There are a hundred taels of pure gold in here.”
Han Feng didn't reject it and accepted it. Although his previous self was a silkpants, this was the first time he had obtained such money from the Mortal Realm. Especially when he was a loser in his previous life.
Han Feng cupped his fists and left with Shangguan Yuqing and Han Chentian.
It was only after he had walked far away that the graceful noblewoman sighed faintly. She turned around and returned to the carriage. The convoy followed the pontoon bridge and entered the eastern city gate.
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