Although it was difficult to accept this "bloody" blow, Han Feng finally nodded with difficulty, and finally smiled sincerely.

"Yes, yes, there are talented people from generation to generation, and one wave is higher than the other!"

Hearing this majestic father in the past, uncharacteristically praising himself, Han Yuyi was very happy, and there was nothing more joyful than being recognized by his elders.

"That's natural, but I won't be complacent because of this achievement, from now on, I plan to retreat and cultivate, and strive to break through the Martial Emperor Pass as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Han Yuyi was not only proud of his achievements, but worked harder to cultivate, Han Feng was particularly pleased.

"It's okay, you are about to be the sect master of a sect, you can't go around with the strength of a martial king, at least you have to be reluctant by a martial emperor. ”

For Han Feng's words, Han Yuyi agrees very much, the Martial King is at most the existence of cannon fodder, and it is not enough to convince the public at all, and only the further Martial Emperor can barely say it, but it is not a glorious thing.

Fortunately, Han Yuyi is not alone, there are Han Feng and his party behind him, and even the existence of Xuanlong, his own strength is average, but the overall strength is still quite good, but it can also suppress the scene.

Otherwise, as the face of a sect, if its cultivation is only a mere martial emperor, I am afraid that it will be laughed at and generous.

"Alright then, now that you've decided, just let it go, I'm leaving. ”

After saying this, Hanfeng strode away.

Han Yuyi then locked the door and directly sacrificed a ball of white light to get in.

After a familiar whirlwind, the cold wings had descended on the Sealed Land.

At a glance, there was no trace of the place where Qing Feng slept on weekdays, but Han Yuyi didn't seem to feel a trace of surprise, and walked directly to the depths.

In less than a few moments, the tall altar building came into view.

Han Yuyi took a closer look and found that Qing Feng was concentrating on cultivation.

Han Yuyi didn't bother her, but found a random place to sit down and waited quietly.

I don't know why, instead of pestering him to play games, Qing Feng is cultivating hard, and as long as Han Yuyi enters the sealed land, she will also input additional medicinal power to restore the soul power of Long Tian, and the effect is more obvious than collecting spirit grass and pills.

It seemed that he was aware of Han Yuyi's arrival, or maybe he was just about to finish it, but soon, he saw Qingfeng open his eyes and look at Han Yuyi with a happy face.

"Brother Feather, you're here!"

Every time, as long as Han Yuyi came in, Qingfeng would be tired of being happy, probably because he hadn't seen anyone else for too long, and he didn't want to endure the erosion of loneliness alone.

Soon, Qingfeng jumped to Han Yuyi's side, blinking a pair of big and cute eyes and staring directly at Han Yuyi, as if he couldn't see enough.

Han Yuyi staggered his eyes a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.

"Qingfeng, I haven't seen you in the past few days, has your strength improved?"

Hearing Han Yuyi's words, Qing Feng shook his head with some distress, "No, after all, an elixir like mine is not suitable for fighting, so my strength improves very slowly, and my combat effectiveness is particularly poor, so it can only play a healing role." ”

Seeing that Qing Feng's head was getting lower and lower the more he spoke, Han Yuyi was a little flustered on the side.

"It's okay Qingfeng, you have a specialization, and you have done your best, there is no need to worry about yourself!"

Qing Feng was still not willing to accept this reason, "However, every time I can deliver the medicinal power to the dragon seniors, the amount of medicinal power I can deliver to the dragon seniors is relatively limited, and the rest time is relatively long, but if there is more, it will deplete my origin and affect my grade." ”

"Brother Feather, do you think I'm useless and selfish?"

Hearing this, Han Yuyi immediately looked at Qing Feng with a serious face, and said in a stern tone.

"Sister Qingfeng, you think too much, Shizun and I don't want to see you hurt ourselves for us, so this is not selfish, and you have already done a lot, far faster than me looking for spirit grass and pills little by little, you must not be presumptuous!"

Before Qing Feng could answer, he heard Long Tian's voice coming out of the Cold Feather Winged Divine Sea.

"Qingfeng girl, what he said is what I want to say, strictly speaking, we have a request for you, how can it be your fault? If you think like this again, then I will definitely be embarrassed to trouble you again. ”

The next words were what Long Tian said to Han Yuyi.

"Feather Wing, since it will bring trouble to the Qingfeng girl now, then let's go outside to collect the spirit grass and pills. ”

"Good!"

Han Yuyi happily agreed.

Shizun is his important family, and so is Qingfeng, of course Han Yuyi doesn't want to hurt any of them, it is better to embarrass himself, anyway, he was used to it before.

"No, no, I don't want to, I won't think about it anymore, I just want to help you a little more. ”

Hearing the conversation between Han Yuyi and Long Tian, Qing Feng stopped in a panicked tone.

"Really?"

Xuanlong deliberately asked with a little deep meaning, and at the same time, he saw that the corners of Han Yuyi's mouth were also slightly upturned.

Obviously, the two people who have the same heart are almost to the point where they can understand each other's meaning at the first time.

That's right, everything just now was the two of them acting, but they didn't have any malicious intent, they just didn't want Qingfeng to bear unnecessary pressure, after all, Qingfeng had done enough.

"Really, really, I'll send four!"

Qing Feng nodded repeatedly, raised his hand and stretched out four fingers.

"Huh?"

Han Yuyi snorted meaningfully, directly scaring Qing Feng into subconsciously retracting a finger.

"That's pretty much it, you've paid enough, it's what we owe you, not what you should do, if you think so, my master and I will be very guilty!"

Han Yuyi said again in a serious voice.

Qingfeng seemed to really listen to it this time, and nodded, "Well, Brother Yuyi, I understand, it won't be like this in the future." ”

"So we're going to start now?"

Han Yuyi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qingfeng to change so quickly, but he didn't have any reason to refuse.

"Okay, let's get started. ”

After making up their minds, Han Yuyi and Qingfeng sat cross-legged face to face.

Han Yuyi closed his eyes and tried to relax his body as soon as possible, and he was defenseless against Qing Feng.

Although Han Feather Wing was only used as a carrier, if the martial qi in his body was too active, he would be very resistant to Qingfeng's medicinal power being successfully transmitted to Long Tian, so he needed to do this every time to proceed smoothly.

It wasn't until he was infinitely close to a state of sleep that Qing Feng began to transfer the medicinal power in his body into Han Yuyi's body.

Han Feather Wing didn't absorb it, on the other hand, Long Tian frantically absorbed this medicinal power that represented healing and vitality like a bottomless pit.

In this way, the whole process lasted for half a pillar of incense.

At this time, Qingfeng was already sweating profusely, sweat wet her hair, she gritted her teeth and persevered for a while, and finally couldn't hold on to stopping.

"Whew~"

Qingfeng gasped for breath, his face turned crimson from extreme tiredness, like two big apples.

"Are you alright?"

Han Yuyi woke up immediately, quickly opened his eyes and looked at Qingfeng with a worried expression.

"No, it's okay, give me a pillar of incense time, and we'll do it again today!"

Han Yuyi hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and replied, "Okay!"

......

After completing the delivery of medicinal power again, Qingfeng, who was mentally prostration, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and only returned to the entrance to rest with the support of Han Yuyi.

After Qingfeng's breathing became even and he gradually fell asleep, Han Yuyi left with confidence.

When he came to the place where he often cultivated in the Sealed Land, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently recited the mental mantra of the "Natian Jue" in his heart, and entered the cultivation of racing against time.

In an instant, a faint fluctuation of air flow surged around Han Feather Wing's body, which was the effect of frantically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

It is worth mentioning that the aura of heaven and earth in this sealed place is also very strong, and with the thirty times the speed of time flow, Han Yuyi can't slow down even if he doesn't think about it.

Although among Zhang Rufeng and the others, Han Yuyi was already far ahead and was the strongest, but what he wanted was to compare himself with the pride of the sky on the entire Chaos Continent, and that was his ultimate goal!

Following.

In the living room, Zhao Yao's family was sitting waiting for the arrival of Hanfeng and others, and a table of rich dishes was set up, but no one moved chopsticks.

After a while, under the leadership of the subordinates, only Hanfeng came alone.

After the cold wind took his seat, Zhao Yao couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Brother Han, what about the others?"

Han Feng said with a smile: "The seniors have something to leave for the time being, as for the wings, they are all cultivating, and they don't plan to eat." ”

Cultivators, as long as they reach the realm of the Martial King or above, they will not starve to death even if they don't eat, but they will be a little malnourished and become less and less powerful, so they still eat well, but if they don't eat for a day or two, it will not have any effect at all.

"Oh, I see, it's really hard!"

Zhao Yao couldn't help but show a look of appreciation after hearing this, but he was very supportive of this attitude towards life.

Zhao Lu turned his head away, and pursed his lips disdainfully, he knew that his grandfather's words were obviously for him, but he still didn't think so, thinking that his family was so powerful, there was no reason to endure hardships and cultivate, and not to enjoy himself, in his opinion, this was stupid!

It wasn't until Zhao Gang, who was sitting next to him, glared at him that Zhao Lu relented.

"Let's have dinner. ”

......

In this way, half a month passed quietly.

Although Han Yuyi and the others practiced frantically day and night, they still came out every two or three days to replenish food and water, and then re-engaged in cultivation, not wanting to waste any time, it can be described as a race against time.

There is not much time left for them, and they must improve their strength as soon as possible, otherwise they will not be able to convince the public at all!