"Han Feng, haven't you heard of it, where are you going to learn from?" Purple Kite's eyes flashed, and she continued to ask.

"I used to be an ordinary disciple of the Eastern Seven Branch Tri-Clover Sect, and because of some unfair treatment, I was expelled from the sect by the powerful, but now I am a casual cultivator, if your sect is willing to accept it, I can join, if I don't want to, I will leave now, and the life-saving grace of the Great Elder of the West Gate Holly will be reported in the future!" Han Feng said lightly.

"Han Feng, what are you talking about? Didn't you already promise me? Purple Kite, you can't get rid of him, I finally snatched him back from the Flowing Cloud Sect!" Ximen Dongqing rolled his eyes and immediately glared.

"This is the rule, even if the Heavenly Rune Master wants to join our Moyun Sect, he must find out the origin of his identity. The purple kite said with a straight face.

"However, since you have the girl Holly as a guarantor, no matter what, you are our guest, so follow us into Moyun City first, and after I thoroughly investigate and report to the sect master, I will give you an explanation." I don't know if this arrangement is appropriate, do you think it's appropriate?" Purple Kite suddenly showed a smile on her face, and changed her words.

Han Feng had nowhere to go for the time being, anyway, he was not afraid of the shadow slanting, nor was he afraid that the other party would be able to find out something, it was nothing more than that the details of his previous killing of his fellow sect in the Sanye Gate were exposed, but there was a reason for everything, and it didn't hurt to think about it, and Moyun Sect should have this stomach to accommodate himself. Even if he couldn't tolerate himself, could it be that he would still kill himself? He felt that it was unlikely, after all, with the strength of the Moyun Sect, there was no need for this.

These thoughts rushed through Han Feng's mind, and he immediately nodded and entered Moyun City with them.

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Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng stayed in a courtyard in the northeast of Moyun City, which was fully equipped with all the cultivation facilities, and the Moyun Sect did not treat him badly, not only providing him with enough elixirs every day, but also giving him plenty of freedom to wander around.

However, Han Feng knew that he was still in the investigation stage, and he did not look around, so as not to be misunderstood and cause unnecessary trouble.

But Rao was like this, and after three days, he still visited the small half of Moyun City in the north.

The prosperity here is far from being comparable to the city, and even the Dachuan City in the White Crocodile River Basin is not comparable to this place, there are a dazzling array of heavenly materials and earth treasures needed by all kinds of monks, and there is no shortage of things obtained from the main vein of the Jianyun Mountain Range, as long as you have spirit stones, they can basically meet your needs.

In addition to purchasing some purple rune paper, Han Feng almost didn't buy anything else, but instead sold some pills and a large number of runes and yuan weapons on his body, and cleaned up the storage ring, so as not to be occupied by those miscellaneous items.

Since entering Moyun City, Ximen Holly has quickly disappeared, and Han Feng will never see her again.

He didn't care, he stayed comfortably in the courtyard assigned by the Moyun Sect, cultivated according to his own plan, and further consolidated his cultivation.

As Zhang Qingyun said, after he advanced to the realm of descending dragons, it was difficult for him to improve, and the golden pill that devoured Huang Yilong through the five-clawed golden dragon before was only to consolidate his own cultivation, but the improvement of the physical realm was limited, and it seemed that the internal obstacles were becoming more and more serious, and every step was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"It seems that you really have to join a sect, otherwise if you continue to cultivate in such a wild way, it will be difficult to move an inch!" Han Feng pondered silently for a while, and found that at his level, without the supply of the sect and the discussion of people from the same path, it was indeed extremely difficult to improve the realm.

Cultivating to this point, what is needed is often no longer chance, but to sink down and polish carefully, and slowly make progress.

"I hope to be able to join the Moyun Sect as scheduled, and with the help of its resources, I can achieve the Jie Dan Realm in one fell swoop!" Han Feng closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart.

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In the next half a month, Moyun City became extremely lively, and all forces gathered in this big city, obviously all of them came to congratulate Moyun Sect on becoming a medium sect.

After all, for tens of thousands of years, the eight eastern branches of the vein have been successfully promoted to the realm of psychic in Ximen Tian, and they have also received the approval of the Feather Immortal Sect and promoted to the position of Venerable, so they can naturally occupy a corner of the main vein, so that the Moyun Sect will become a medium sect from now on.

In order to integrate the cultivation power of the Eastern Eight Branches, the Moyun Sect also wanted to take this opportunity to gather all forces to come over to witness this glorious moment, first, to convince the public, and second, to prepare for the follow-up march into the main lineage.

Although the Moyun Sect has the support of the Feather Immortal Sect, and there are still many borderless lands in the edge of the main vein, they still need to do a struggle if they want to take it for themselves, after all, there are many other medium-sized sects around to check and balance, even if those medium-sized sects do not have the strength to expand their territory, they are not willing to have other forces rush in to occupy their strategic space, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no friction.

If in this process, the Moyun Sect does not have enough strength to gain a foothold, it can only stay in the East Eight Branches, continue to cultivate its own one-third of an acre, and become a medium-sized sect that is not worthy of the name.

In history, there have been many such situations, there are not many sects that can really take root in the main vein, and the frequency of replacement over the years is very high, and the sects that can survive in the main vein for a long time are not more than 100 in addition to the four major sects, and the rest of the medium sects are not more than 100, otherwise there will not be such a vast empty space in the main vein.

Han Feng didn't leave his courtyard for many days, and concentrated on hiding in the talisman making room to draw talismans, all of which were nine-grade talismans.

I have to say that the Nine-Rank Rune is really special, even with his current rune skills, he often failed at first, which made him distressed, thinking and trying repeatedly.

He tossed for five or six days, drew countless times, and used various techniques to stabilize the success rate at around 50 percent.

"It's strange, I can already draw the nine-grade rune in the air as I like, why can't I fully implement it on the rune paper?" Han Feng muttered secretly in his heart.

He searched for one problem after another, solved them one by one, perfected them one by one, and after another five or six days, his success rate reached 80 percent.

His eyes were red, he didn't believe that he couldn't achieve perfection, so he continued to immerse himself in research, and finally simply took off his clothes and started working bare-chested, and as the light of the rune overflowed, his success rate was steadily increasing, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

When three days passed, his success rate increased to 90 percent, but there were still occasional misses, and some of the nine-grade talismans collapsed on their own in the closing stage, turning into a flame, reflecting the entire talisman room as bright as day, if he hadn't spread out to protect it, I am afraid that the entire courtyard would have collapsed.

Han Feng's brows furrowed from time to time, calmly reviewed, studied carefully, and unconsciously made a new improvement.