Instead of complaining, Shopkeeper Mo had to flatter him with good words and personally send him away.

The inner gate area of Muxia Palace is still nearly a thousand miles away from this inn in a straight line, but here it is not allowed to fly unless it is a monk of the Jiedan, with Han Feng's strength, it is naturally not a problem, but now that he exists as a blue stone, he can only go on foot.

He deliberately controlled the speed, completely matching the cultivation of the Blue Stone's Returning Yuan Perfection Realm, and one step was a hundred zhang, rushing forward in seven turns and eight rounds.

Nothing happened all the way.

After more than half an hour, he successfully arrived at the east gate of the inner gate area.

A huge gate was already open, and only a few monks came in and out, and it looked a little deserted.

Han Feng walked forward quickly, and was immediately stopped by the armored monks guarding at the door, and their eyes shot like two beams of light, scanning the outer disciples who had entered, as if they wanted to see these people thoroughly.

He hurriedly took out his identity jade plate and the entry token, and held it in both hands to hand over to the guard monk here.

"Let's go inside. One of the guard monks took out a mirror-shaped magic weapon and swept it lightly, and with a ticking sound, Han Feng's identity was verified and let him enter this giant gate.

Han Feng quickly walked over, entered the gate, and continued to advance into the depths.

Said to be a door, in fact, it is no different from a passage, and all kinds of light are shrouded in it, like rippling water, and from time to time there is a special force to detect his body, obviously still verifying his identity, just in case.

It's right to think about it, as a medium-sized sect, Mu Xia Palace can't just rely on the guard monks to complete the test, and it is bound to use the power of the entire formation to strictly prevent death blockage and eliminate all possibilities of fishing in troubled waters.

"Po ......"

A strange sound spread, and Han Feng successfully passed through this passage-like giant gate and successfully came to the inner gate area.

The aura here is suddenly many times stronger, extremely rich, and wisps of mist are sprinkled in the air from time to time, and those are all highly condensed by the aura.

In the main vein, the level of aura is originally higher than that of the branch vein, both the effect and the purity are far stronger than the branch vein, and now there is this kind of mist-like aura, it is conceivable that cultivating here will naturally be twice the result with half the effort.

Therefore, the inner gate area of Muxia Palace will become a place that the outer disciples are striving for, but it is very difficult to enter, and it is possible to become an inner disciple after many tests.

In fact, in the Blue Mansion, Lan Shi's father and his eldest brother are the people in the inner gate, especially his eldest brother, who is already a figure in the early stage of the Yudan, and in a few years, it is estimated that he will be transferred back to the inner gate to take up other positions, but they are now in important positions in the outer gate, so they will be stationed in the outer gate area for a long time and establish their own sphere of influence.

Han Feng didn't dare to be as arrogant and domineering as the outer gate area here, and became cautious, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as cowering.

In Lan Shi's memory, Han Feng clearly saw this scene, so he completely imitated it, in fact, it was no longer called imitation, and now at this moment, Han Feng is Lan Shi, and no one in Mu Xia Palace can see through his true body.

It's normal to think about it, although Lan Shi is a gentleman, but people are not stupid, knowing that the inner door area is not a place where he can spread wild, he naturally has to be a man with his tail between his legs.

In the inner door area, it is completely different from the outside, there is no longer any inn restaurant or anything like that, as far as the eye can see, it is all Lingshan and Lishui, the grass and trees are all over, the Rui beasts are rampant, and a scene like a fairy picture scroll slowly unfolds.

According to Lan Shi's memory, Han Feng quickly walked forward along the jade-like road.

As he went, the remnants of his soul sea became more and more excited, constantly releasing billowing white light, completely submerging the inside of his body, but there was no trace of the phenomenon that appeared outside.

Han Feng's brows furrowed, knowing that the light of the remnant talisman would be exposed sooner or later, he hurriedly found a hidden mountain forest and hid in a man-dug cave, so as not to be discovered by the monks walking on the road.

He silently thought about countermeasures, but there was nothing he could do, after all, the remnant talisman had always done his own thing, and he would not obey his command in this situation.

Han Feng secretly cast the spell for a long time, but unfortunately it didn't have any effect, and as time passed, a little white light began to emerge from his body, shining brightly.

He could only hurry up and communicate with it, trying to appease it.

"Uncle Remnant Fu, don't drop the chain again at a critical time!" Han Feng muttered repeatedly in his heart, for fear that if he exposed himself at this time, he would lose all his efforts.

Fortunately, after another cup of tea, the residual talisman light gradually converged, although it still emitted an extremely dazzling white light, but it was only confined to Han Feng's body, so it was not discovered by others.

"Did you suddenly sense something?" Han Feng asked slowly as he tried to communicate further with the remnant talisman.

Naturally, the remnant talisman would not respond to him, and the vultures rotated its body, releasing a scorching white light as always, and it didn't know what it was trying to do.

Han Feng didn't have a problem with it, so he could only follow its train of thought to understand the location of the heavy treasure.

He closed his eyes, immersed himself in the light of the remnant talisman, felt it carefully, and pondered it slowly.

Unconsciously, he seemed to be immersed in this feeling, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, in addition to maintaining a trace of vigilance, devoting himself to the special artistic conception.

Han Feng's foreground gradually became blurry, hazy, his spirit and the remnant white light completely fused together, constantly expanding outward, as if his body was getting bigger and bigger, and as if the heavens and the earth were far away under his feet.

"What's going on?" Han Feng muttered to himself.

After a while, his eyes became farther and farther away, and he saw a lake, but its surface was a sea of fire, red and dazzling.

But these firelights could not hinder his prying eyes, as he used enough mana to his eyes, he suddenly burst out with brilliant brilliance, exactly the same as the white light released by the remnant talisman, and in an instant, he saw through the fiery red flames, as if he was on the scene, constantly groping in them, crisscrossing in all directions.

Time flies, as if a day and a night have passed in the blink of an eye, and in this state, time has ceased to exist.

But Han Feng knew in his heart that this was just an illusion, in fact, time had definitely not passed long, at most a quarter of an hour had passed.

"Could it be that the special secret power of the remnant talisman to change time and space has been transmitted?" he was puzzled.

He was like a dream, his body was still growing, and the lake of fire was getting smaller, but it allowed him to see more clearly, and if an outsider looked at it, there would definitely be a sense of contradiction, but he took it for granted, and he didn't feel abrupt at all.