Chapter 411: Flickering
Han Feng didn't walk for long, and in the sky in front of him, a flying magic weapon suddenly appeared, including a flying boat, a pagoda, and a bamboo leaf, all of which were varied, but all of them were huge, shining brightly, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
A large amount of soul power crisscrossed and swept around like a net, completely covering their group, and then various transmissions floated over.
"Who are you?Why are you wearing clothes without any sect logo?Which sect are you a disciple?" A voice suddenly sounded in Han Feng's ears, as if he was censoring.
Han Feng secretly complained in his heart, originally he thought about coming out in the clothes of other sects, but he was afraid that he would be discovered by other sects, so sooner or later he would have to wear gangs, it was better not to wear clothes with sect logos, maybe he could get away with them, after all, there were many monks who also liked to wear some fancy clothes, so there would be no sect logo.
It's just that he didn't expect that these sects were so vigilant that they wouldn't let anyone go, and someone immediately sent a voice to interrogate, which made him feel speechless for a while.
But it's right to think about it, so many sects are surrounded by them, all of them are attracting their own disciples, and when he sees a monk like Han Feng who doesn't have any sect logo at all, he will naturally come over and interrogate him, which is also reasonable.
Han Feng's mind was racing, and he responded calmly: "Disciple in the Lower Nine Secluded Palace, Mu Longsheng. ”
"Nine Shadows Palace, why do you seem to have heard of it somewhere?" the man was slightly stunned for a moment, and then muttered to himself.
Han Feng was dumbfounded, the name of this sect was casually recited by him, and it was completely indiscriminately based on the corresponding Jiuxiao Palace. I never thought that this could also have a real sect.
"It's just a small sect, it's not enough to worry about. Han Feng pretended to be calm and said, after a pause, he arched his hand towards the sky again, and said respectfully: "Senior, if there is nothing to do, I will go first, and I still have to go to the location of my sect." ”
In fact, this person who transmitted the sound was also an ordinary monk in the early stage of the Guiyuan Dynasty, but his soul power cultivation was already subtle, and he could transmit the sound of soul power on a large scale, otherwise his sect would not have arranged for him to be responsible for the matter of receiving disciples. In fact, his real combat power was many times worse than Han Feng, and when he saw Han Feng being so respectful, he couldn't help but feel good, and immediately sent a voice over and said, "Go ahead." ”
Han Feng immediately arched his hand upward, and immediately left this place, expanding his speed, one step was two or three hundred zhang away, although he did not dare to run at full speed, but this speed also made the interrogator involuntarily mutter: "It's not a weak speed, sure enough, the people who can come out of the Grand Canyon of Death alive are perverts!"
If Han Feng was at full speed, I don't know what he would think about, maybe he would doubt Han Feng's identity.
Han Feng walked cautiously, and before he knew it, he had traveled dozens of miles, cutting horizontally into the deep area of the Jianyun Mountain Range, getting farther and farther away from those flying magic weapons that had been brought by him.
However, there are too many sects that have come this time, covering a wide range, and there are traces of large and small sects everywhere, and from time to time a long rainbow will appear across the sky and fly towards the high platform where the teleportation array is located.
According to the regulations, when receiving trial disciples, each sect can send a flying magic weapon to the teleportation platform, otherwise there will be no such grand occasion.
In just one stick of incense, Han Feng was interrogated by the other three sects, fortunately, it was some disciples who came to ask about it, but they didn't let him show their clues, and no one else found out what the problem was, and even no one in these three sects knew about the existence of the Nine Shadows Palace.
It makes sense to think about it, the Jianyun Mountain Range is so majestic and vast, and the number of sects is as vast as a sea of smoke, where will you remember all kinds of sects, large and small.
Han Feng survived the interrogation again and again, he had walked out of nearly a thousand miles at this moment, but he was still on the edge of the heaven and earth qi wall, and when he turned around, he could see the huge qi wall towering into the sky, and the dead qi was surging on it, and various grimaces were conjured from time to time, which made people look creepy.
Han Feng began to speed up, one step was eight hundred zhang away, he knew that if it was too late, it would change, and he didn't dare to stop any longer.
Time flies, and soon another half an hour has passed, Han Feng is five or six thousand miles away from the Heaven and Earth Qi Wall, and he is walking in the opposite direction, and at this moment, he can no longer see the flying magic weapons of various sects coming out, and some are groups of monks stationed in various strongholds, as if they are waiting for the return of their respective sects.
Han Feng held his breath and skillfully avoided their strongholds, not being discovered by them.
In fact, during this period, this piece of heaven and earth must not fight, otherwise it will be punished by the four major sects. Of course, there will still be people secretly who are troubled, after all, this world is so vast, no matter how strong the four major sects are, they can't take care of it.
Han Feng's speed became faster and faster, reaching the level of a thousand breaths, bringing up bursts of mist, as if the immortal mist was shrouded, if the mortal saw it, he thought that it was the immortal who was driving the clouds.
Han Feng flew dozens of miles close to the ground, and when he passed by a small valley, a ball of light suddenly appeared from there, and three figures rushed out of it, cut horizontally, and blocked Han Feng's way.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, just now he obviously released his soul power to explore the surroundings, but he couldn't find their existence, obviously there was a formation inside this small valley that shielded the snooping of soul power, so he didn't find out in advance.
But at this point, he could only stop, otherwise he would be summoned out by them, and he would not be able to eat and walk away.
"Who's coming?" asked one of the monks, dressed in a lilac robe, in a swaggering voice.
"Nine Secluded Palace Mu Longsheng, which of your sects, why are you blocking my way?!" Han Feng was also imposing, and asked unscrupulously.
"Nine Secluded Palace, why haven't you heard of it?" Seeing Han Feng's strong aura just now, the man in the lilac robe didn't dare to put on another face, turned his head to look at a woman in the center, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Sister Huang, you are erudite and talented, have you ever heard of this sect?"
This woman was dressed in a light blue robe, and her appearance was ordinary, but her cultivation had already reached the late stage of Guiyuan, and among the three of them, she was the most powerful.
She didn't pay attention to the man's question, but instead raised her eyes and looked at Han Feng carefully, and with a sweep of her soul power, she found that Han Feng's aura was as majestic as the vast sea, and she didn't dare to hold it up, so she hurriedly said: "This fellow Daoist, we are disciples of Longyuan Pavilion, may I ask if you just came out of the Grand Canyon of Death?"
Han Feng's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that this Longyuan Pavilion had suffered a catastrophe in his early years, and his overall strength had plummeted, and his momentum must be weaker than that of other medium-sized sects, so he couldn't help but snort slightly, and said unhappily: "Is this what you can ask?!"
As he spoke, he stepped out, spanning a distance of thousands of zhang in an instant, and walked away, leaving the three people in Longyuan Pavilion looking at each other.