"You really don't blame me. Han Feng was helpless, he could imagine that in the future, the disciples of the various main peaks would go out with iron rods.

After leaving Houshan, Han Feng went to the exchange again.

As soon as he entered the exchange, the sea dragon inside noticed him and asked, "Young man, what are you doing with a hat and a robe, covering it so tightly?"

Han Feng secretly sighed in his heart that the old guy's eyesight was good, he was afraid that others would see that his injuries had recovered, so he continued to wear the robe, but he didn't expect to be seen.

Haizhonglong looked at Han Feng again, his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see through something, and said, "Young man, your physique is okay, you have been beaten so many whips, and now it seems that there is nothing to do." ”

"Elder, how do you know?"

"Of course I do, who doesn't know in the outer door?"

Han Feng said, "Elder, I came this time to buy some golden lotus. ”

As he spoke, he handed over his Qiankun bag.

The sea dragon who took the Qiankun bag, looked inside the Qiankun bag, and he found that there were more than 5,000 spirit stones inside, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Qi Gathering Realm, intern disciple, there are so many spirit stones, it must be abnormal.

"Where did you get this spirit stone? ”

"It's all picked up. ”

"Where to pick it up, you tell me, old man, I'll pick it up too. ”

"I picked it up on the road, and I was just lucky. ”

Haizhong Long also knew that it was difficult to ask anything, so he didn't ask, he took a bag containing the golden lotus, and gave all the golden lotus inside to Han Feng.

Before leaving, Han Feng specially asked if the intern disciples of the Southern Heavenly Sect's Hidden Scripture Pavilion could enter.

The answer was that it was possible to enter every full moon night.

After doing the math, Han Feng found that the night of the next full moon should be a few days away.

After Han Feng left, Haizhonglong pinched his beard and said to himself a little strangely: "This young man is not the same as others. ”

After Han Feng returned to the medicine garden, he was ready to start making aura potions with golden lotus, preparing to break through to the fifth level of qi gathering as soon as possible.

The night passed again, and it was morning again.

The next day, the back mountain of Nantianzong was very lively.

The disciples of Dongfeng and Beifeng were knocked unconscious by many people yesterday, and the ancient Daoists of Dongfeng and the Xuanqing Zhenren of Beifeng were very angry, ordering the disciples to be extra careful, and even hinting that they were going to let go.

Today, the back mountain has become a place where the three main peaks secretly wrestle, and almost all the disciples who go to collect medicine carry a stick.

Those disciples who had been beaten were holding back a fire in their hearts, thinking that if you beat me, then I will definitely fight back.

Even many people have been knocked unconscious many times, so they don't care who the murderer is, anyway, they want to catch an unlucky guy to vent their anger.

As a result, the screams of the back mountain did not stop, making the disciples and elders of the Southern Heavenly Sect very confused.

Many people went in in the morning without any injuries, and when they came out, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen.

And this secret struggle has gradually turned into an open battle.

The battlefield has become a challenge table for resolving grievances.

"Dongfeng's so-and-so, Lao Tzu is waiting for you on the challenge platform!"

After the words of exhaustion start, there is no way to stop.

The disciples of the three main peaks challenged each other, they had grievances before, and this time they added fuel to the fire, and both sides were eager to kill each other.

The root of all the fighting, Han Feng was making potions in the room.

There were too many potions, and the smell of the potions permeated the medicine garden.

The taste of the Reiki potion is not very good, but everyone knows that there are many benefits to drinking it, and some of the pungent smells have become people's favorite smells.

The old man Song Cheng and Xiaohu both smelled it. Especially Song Cheng, this smell can be said to be a long time ago for him, he is very familiar with this smell, he used to be an elder, how can he not be familiar with it.

And he could tell from the smell that this aura potion must have just been made.

He had already guessed that Han Feng must have learned to make potions by himself.

In the middle of the night, Han Feng finished making the potion, he was very tired, but he became more and more proficient in the process of making the potion.

The young black tiger named Xiao Hei didn't know where it came from, it was a shrewd beast, smelled the smell of the potion, and ran over to rub Han Feng's leg, apparently wanting a little.

It hasn't fully recovered from its injuries, and if it can get a potion, it will be good for healing.

"Okay, good, you flat-haired beast is still a good acquaintance, so I'll reward you with some food. ”

Han Feng brought a large piece of beast meat, and poured a small bottle of potion into the basin, and now the food and drink for the black tiger were ready.

A large pot of animal meat was eaten by the black tiger, and it began to drink water.

However, the aura in the potion was a bit difficult to digest, so Han Feng used the brilliance of the golden beads to help it absorb the potion.

This is amazing, the black tiger was originally a little lame when he walked, but this time he was able to stumble around vividly.

It was clearly grateful to Han Feng.

After Han Feng cured the black tiger, he went to Xiaohu's room.

Xiaohu has a problem with himself, he was born with blocked meridians and can't absorb aura, let alone develop his dantian, if he doesn't meet a nobleman, he will definitely not be able to become a monk.

Then this noble man is obviously Han Feng.

Han Feng used the power of the golden beads to help Xiaohu open up the meridians and open up the dantian, which can be regarded as a great creation for him.

After a long time, it was finally completed, Xiaohu's meridians were opened, the dantian was also opened, and he could cultivate and become a monk.

And Han Feng, who had done all this, was also a little tired.

While eating breakfast, Song Cheng noticed that Xiaohu was unusual.

"Hmm, Xiaohu, you seem to have an aura on your body. ”

"Yes, grandpa, I also feel that I have an aura in my body. ”

"How is that possible...... What's going on. ”

Song Cheng was a little confused, but he was soon very happy.

"That is to say, Xiaohu, you can also cultivate in the future, and you are also a monk. ”

Xiaohu was so happy that he turned his heels on the ground, and ran in front of the black tiger, hugged the black tiger and said, "Xiaohei, I can finally cultivate, I will protect you in the future, we will always be good friends." ”

The little black tiger also looked very happy.

"This is really the sky has eyes! The sky has eyes!" Song Cheng sighed.

Han Feng on the side was silent, he was actually very conflicted in his heart.

The path to be taken by the monk is destined to be lonely and much more difficult than that of mortals.

Although it has a longer lifespan, the road is also more cruel.

He didn't know if it was right or wrong for him to change his life for Xiaohu, maybe when Xiaohu himself understood how difficult the path of a monk was, he would remember to be a mortal.

After breakfast, Han Feng left the medicine garden and was about to go up the mountain again.

This time he didn't disguise, he felt that at this time, the outer gate of the Nantian Sect was already in chaos, and the disciples of the main peak competed with each other, and it was difficult for others to notice him.

But even so, when he appeared, he still surprised the other disciples.

"This kid is really okay, he has been beaten so much, it's actually good. ”