After Han Feng mastered the use of the Qiankun Ring, he bent down and quickly opened several boxes on the ground one by one, and when he saw the contents of the boxes, Han Feng's face was filled with a happy smile.

Leng Yuan, who was standing beside Han Feng, was also shocked when he saw the items contained in the box, and sighed at the wealth of the Feng Lei family.

It turned out that among the three boxes placed on the ground, the first box was full of fist-sized medium-grade spirit stones, estimated to be hundreds, the second box was an elixir, a box full of elixirs, and the bottom of the third box was the clothes that Elder Qi usually wore, more than a dozen bottles of elixir, three sword weapons of not low rank, a few secret books, two fist-sized iron balls and a thick stack of golden tickets.

"Brother Leng Yuan, you are now cultivating to the peak of the ninth order of the Spirit Sect, find out for yourself if there is any elixir in this box that will help you break through the Spirit King realm. Han Feng said to Leng Yuan casually, and then carefully checked the contents of the third box.

"Lust Pill: Five bottles, aphrodisiac!Demon Madness Pill: Five bottles, Potential Stimulating Pill!Fierce Girl is also crazy: Four bottles, Fierce Aphrodisiac!"

Is the person of this Fenglei family trained in a bad brain, what kind of things are they collecting, it used to be a lust pill, and now it is a fierce woman and crazy, is it possible that all the men of this Fenglei family are impotent?

Han Feng thought for a while, then put these pills into the Qiankun Ring, and then took the few secret books in his hand, and browsed them at will, although they were all high-level spiritual skills, but they were all fists, which were useless to Han Feng, and then they were thrown into the Qiankun Ring.

"Xuanmai Finger Middle Sword: Ground-level Advanced Spiritual Skill!" When Han Feng flipped through the last book, he couldn't help but smile as he read the sallow and old handwriting on the cover.

"The Xuan Vein refers to the middle sword, using the Qi to pass the vein, condensing the Qi and turning the sword into the sword, which is indestructible!" Tens of thousands of words were sprinkled, and the cultivation mystery in it made Han Feng involuntarily immersed in it.

Han Feng slowly browsed through the entire spiritual technique, and his hand turning the pages of the book couldn't help but tremble, this secret book was completely tailor-made for Han Feng's spiritual technique.

After a while, Han Feng put the Xuanmai Finger Sword in his hand into the Qiankun Ring, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and continued to clean up the items in the box.

"Brother Leng Yuan, come over and see what these two iron balls are!"

Leng Yuan turned around and looked in the direction of Han Feng when he heard the sound, and saw Han Feng rubbing the two iron balls against each other, Leng Yuan's face suddenly changed, cold sweat broke out, and he shouted loudly: "Young Master Feng, don't touch those two iron balls, it's dangerous!"

"Brother Leng Yuan, what are these two iron balls?" Han Feng heard Leng Yuan's exclamation, and the whole person was stunned, and asked suspiciously.

"Young Master Feng, these two iron balls are called Flame Balls, their power is extremely terrifying, as soon as this thing explodes, even the Spirit King and the strong have to retreat. Leng Yuan's expression was very serious, and he said with palpitations.

Han Feng was also taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly threw the two iron balls into the Qiankun Ring. I thought to myself, fortunately, Elder Qi didn't take out these two iron balls just now, it seems that he will have to be more careful in the future.

"Dragon Pattern Sword, Qingyun Sword, Frost Sword!"

After Leng Yuan looked at the three swords in the box, his emotions were a little excited, sad and angry, and he casually shouted out the names of the three swords.

"Brother Leng Yuan, you know these three swords!"

Leng Yuan nodded lightly at Han Feng, and the whole person suddenly fell into deep thought, looking very lonely, lonely and lost.

After a while, Leng Yuan took out a sword from his waist, "Yuan Soul Sword!" Han Feng could clearly see the words engraved on the scabbard.

"Young Master Feng, in fact, I have been an orphan since I was a child, fortunately I was taken in by the Psychedelic Workshop, I was able to survive in this troubled world, in the Psychedelic Workshop, I met the cold dragon, Leng Yun and Condensation Frost who were also orphans, the four of us are like brothers, like sisters and brothers, and at the same time worship the old man of the Cold Flame Pavilion as a teacher, when I was twenty years old, the four of us asked to go out to practice, and when we left, the old man of the Cold Flame Pavilion built these four swords of the high spiritual level for the four of us, but I didn't expect that this experience turned out to be a farewell" Before Leng Yuan finished speaking, the whole person couldn't cry.

The boy has tears and does not flick, and he has not reached the sad place!

Han Feng was still silent, standing quietly on the side and listening to Leng Yuan's words. looked at the seven-foot man in front of him with tears streaming down his face.

After a while, he said softly: "Brother Leng Yuan, there will always be countless passes in life, not every encounter can be condensed into mutual understanding, and not every invitation can be transformed into mutual acquaintance." What's more, what is in front of you now is only a sword that belongs to them, and in my sea of knowledge, it seems that all the soul power of the young generation of the Leng family is well preserved, which indicates that there is still hope, sadness can never solve anything, don't forget what you once had, and cherish what is difficult to get, so you really can't give up like this!"

Leng Yuan gradually calmed down after hearing this, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Feng, thank you!"

Han Feng couldn't help but nodded, his eyes showed approval, he stretched out his hand and took out the three swords from the box, and said lightly: "Brother Leng Yuan, these three swords will be handed over to you, I hope you can hand them over with your own hands one day." ”

"Young Master Feng!"

"Brother Leng Yuan, don't talk about it, put away the swords, these swords are of little use to me!" Han Feng urged Leng Yuan, and then continued: "Brother Leng Yuan, is there any elixir in that box that will be useful to you?"

"Young Master Feng, what I need now is the Breaking King Pill, but I haven't found any of these pills, anyway, I will follow Young Master Feng in the future, and I won't take these pills and spirit stones." After Leng Yuan took the three swords from Han Feng's hand, he said in a respectful tone.

"This guy!" Looking at Leng Yuan's determined expression, a faint bitter smile flashed on Han Feng's face. Then he continued: "Brother Leng Yuan, I don't want you to really give up on yourself for the sake of being a brother and friend, how short life is, like a meteor passing in the night sky, how small life is, like dust placed between heaven and earth. Isn't it stupid if you are giving up on yourself for the sake of a friend who has good hope? This is not what they want to see! Brother Leng Yuan, I know that you are a person who values love and righteousness, in my mind, just like my own brother, I hope you can take me and accompany me to the Dark Moon Continent! Tragedy can only happen to the weak, and the phenomenon of relatives and enemies will never exist in the real strong, sadness, cowardice, and escape are only the choices of the weak, and we have relatives, friends, and Lovers, the feeling of losing them makes me very disgusted! So we have to choose to keep getting stronger, I don't want to lose them one day because of my escape! One day, I will let the world know my Han Feng's sword, know my Han Feng's protective heart, even if the ground is full of thorns in front of me, I will trample them under my feet one by one, and one day I will also stand in the ranks of the strong!"

The entire tent of less than a dozen square meters floated with Han Feng's fighting spirit and impassioned voice.

Outside the tent, the raindrops of beans hit the roof of the tent frantically, and there seemed to be a tendency to not stop without breaking through the tent, just like Han Feng's heart to move forward.

At this moment, Leng Yuan finally smiled, although there was only a hint of a smile on his face, but Han Feng knew that his eldest brother Leng Yuan had truly and completely walked out of the shadow of losing his brother and friend.

"Brother Feng, the eldest brother is really happy and convinced, I didn't expect that although the younger brother is young, he is so insightful and visionary, it is better to be a big brother!" Leng Yuan said with a somewhat ashamed expression. He didn't know that Han Feng was nine years old and had an unbearable and tragic experience in his previous life.

Looking at Leng Yuan's ashamed expression, Han Feng chuckled and said, "Brother Leng Yuan, I'm not *, who in the world doesn't want to live a harmonious and ordinary life!"

After saying that, Han Feng divided the pills and spirit stones on the ground into two parts, and sorted out all the items on his body and on the ground, he put one of them into a Qiankun bag, threw it at Leng Yuan, and said, "Brother Leng Yuan, then, these belong to you!

Leng Yuan took the Qiankun bag, nodded to Han Feng, and the two of them walked out of the tent and performed the light body exercises, like two ghosts, they disappeared in this long rainy night in an instant