Room No. 28 is not small, it is two or three zhang wide, the four walls seem to have rune inscriptions, the blue light is flashing, and the aura is extremely rich, almost reaching the level of fog. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Han Feng took a deep breath and felt very comfortable, this is a good place to cultivate, and there is a futon in the middle of the room, and there is a deep furrow carved on the ground, gathering under this futon, obviously the location of this futon is the strongest aura in the whole room.

He immediately walked over, sat down cross-legged on the futon, and sure enough, he had a different feeling, after he sat down, the strands of spiritual energy realm automatically gathered, and instantly turned into spiritual mist, wisps, under the gaze of his soul power, colorful.

Han Feng was happy to do this, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate, with such a rich supply of spiritual qi, his true qi condensation progressed more rapidly, and after continuous compression, the true qi in his body became more refined and pure, and the efficiency of use became higher.

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

Early in the morning, Han Feng's identity jade plate suddenly beeped, he hurriedly opened his eyes, picked it up and took a look, and a line of text automatically appeared on it: "Xuanqing Gate has arrived, come to the deck and gather!"

Han Feng got up, holding the identity jade tag, and walked to the door in front of him, it suddenly lit up, as if he knew that he was leaving.

Han Feng didn't hesitate, walked out, looked up at the sky, and found that the flying boat was surrounded by a layer of blue light, covering everything like a canopy, and he couldn't see the outside scene at all, and he didn't know if he had really arrived at Xuanqing Gate.

He walked down the stairs, and from time to time he met other disciples in the top forty, and they also walked briskly towards the deck.

At this moment, a white-clothed figure of Shengxue appeared in his eyes, it was Murong Xue, but she walked in front of her, but she didn't see him, or she felt it, but she didn't look back. That Situ Changqing was not by her side at this time, and he was nowhere to be found.

Han Feng sighed secretly, and thought about it, he didn't have a special relationship with Murong Xue in the first place, at most it was a little ambiguous, and now that she had admitted her relationship with Situ Changqing, there was really no need for him to force it.

Thinking like this, he felt a lot less depressed in his heart, smiled freely, and no longer dwelled on it. Although he couldn't fully come out of it for a while, he at least accepted it in his heart.

In a moment, their group went to the deck area one after another, and at this moment the rest of the monks had already stood up, gathered together, chatting in groups, but none of them dared to raise their voices, and they all spoke softly, a little restrained.

Han Feng found a corner at random and stood, without speaking, waiting for the Ancestor and the Elder to appear.

After a full quarter of an hour, the elders slowly walked out of the building at the end of the flying boat, but they were all very fast, and in a few breaths, they came to the crowd.

At this moment, the flying boat shook slightly, and the dazzling blue light around it suddenly faded, and then slowly unfolded, and the bright sky outside sprinkled down, and it was clear.

Blue sky and white clouds, gentle breeze.

The flying boat suddenly began to descend, and the white clouds outside kept moving up and away, and in a short time they were thousands of feet away. With a bang, the flying boat seemed to land.

Sure enough, those elders shouted at this time, "Get off the flying boat!" After they said this, they immediately took off into the air and left the flying boat.

The other three hundred disciples also used their own means to get off the flying boat.

Han Feng, as a talisman master, naturally took out a wind talisman and pasted it on his body, and flew out with the elders. After a while, he left the ship and landed on the ground. He glanced around, only to find himself on a grassy flat field, empty of nothing, but not half of the figures there. He looked ahead and saw buildings one after another.

"Situ Daoyou, Fairy Murong, I've been waiting here for a long time, haha!"

Suddenly, there was a hearty laugh outside, not loud, but he seemed to be speaking in everyone's ears, and everyone in the green grass could hear it clearly.

"Long Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still old and strong!" Situ Old Ancestor's voice sounded, and at the same time, the flying boat parked on the green grass also began to shrink rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a palm, and it automatically took off into the air, and was steadily suspended at a height of several feet. At this moment, the blue light flickered next to the flying boat, and a tall figure emerged, which was naturally the Situ Ancestor with a lofty instrument.

With a flick of his hand, the flying boat automatically entered his sleeve and vanished.

At the same time, a colorful light flashed beside him, and in an instant, he turned into a pretty figure, extremely beautiful, dressed in colorful clothes, it was the Murong Fairy who was somewhat similar to Murong Xue.

"Old, old!" A sigh sounded, hundreds of feet away, a blue light emerged, turning into a figure in an instant, it was really an old man, his face was wrinkled, he was on crutches, looking like an old dragon clock, but his aura was unfathomable, and the aura around him seemed to be trembling slightly, forming a small whirlpool visible to the naked eye.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he was secretly frightened, the aura of this guy in front of him felt a little stronger than that of Situ Ancestor and Murong Ancestor.

"You guys also come out to greet all the heroes of the Sanye Gate!" The old man of the Xuanqing Gate held a cane in his hand, and lightly slammed on the ground, and a blue light suddenly lit up in the void behind him, which quickly expanded, and then revealed a group of monks out of thin air, there were dozens of people, and the strength of the aura was different, there were elders of the Guiyuan Realm, and there were also disciples of the Qi Reservoir Realm.

These disciples of the Xuanqing Sect are obviously also the Tianjiao figures within their sect, and the momentum revealed by them is not weak, and some of them are even comparable to the extremes.

At this moment, they looked at the disciples of the three-leaf gate one by one, and none of them took the initiative to bow their hands, and they were all arrogant.

However, those elders among them were all human spirits, and they immediately smiled and hugged their fists with the eighteen elders of the Sanye Gate and said, "Welcome to my Xuanqing Gate!"

These elders of the three-leaf gate also smiled and returned the salute, but there was no heat in their eyes, and they were obviously perfunctory.

"Han Sheng, Liang Xin, you are responsible for entertaining!" the old man from Xuanqing Gate suddenly said.

Two elders of the Returning Yuan Realm immediately walked out of the crowd behind him, their faces were respectful and solemn, and they bowed and saluted, "Obey the law!"

"Daoyou Situ Liang, Fairy Murong Xia, please!" the old man from Xuanqing Gate turned to the two ancestors of the Sanye Gate and said, stretching out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Situ Liang nodded with Murong Xia, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared without a trace with this Dragon Daoist friend from Xuanqing Sect.