Han Feng glanced at it, then put away the identity jade card, and walked straight to a spiral ladder at the end of the Jinpan Boat, and went down to the second floor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he came to the second layer of the aisle, there were already three disciples in the top eight of this competition, and two of them were the two monks from the Xuanqing Sect who had reached the top first, ranking first and second. The other person is a girl, with rare short hair, a heroic appearance, and a beautiful appearance.

The two people from Xuanqingmen looked a little strange, but they just looked at him for a moment, and then they hurriedly walked into their rooms. And the girl smiled faintly at Han Feng and took the initiative to introduce: "My name is Mei Ziyan, and your name is Han Feng, right?"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, with a slight look of surprise on his face, but quickly regained his composure, did not speak, and just nodded.

"Hehe, you must be a little surprised why I knew your name. Mei Ziyan seemed to be a self-acquainted person, and said to herself: "Actually, I know many monks who participated in this competition, I am a jack of all trades, if you have this need, just come to me, the price is absolutely favorable!"

Han Feng was dumbfounded, and secretly slandered, how could he meet a businessman again. No wonder the two people in Xuanqingmen just now had a strange face, presumably Mei Ziyan chatted with them a lot to attract business.

Fortunately, at this moment, the other four disciples also walked down, and Murong Xue was among them.

"I'll look for you if I have a chance!" Han Feng nodded at Mei Ziyan, took the opportunity to take a step forward, crossed Mei Ziyan, quickly took out the identity jade card, and shook in front of the door of room No. 3 on the left side of the aisle.

The four people who had just come down looked at Han Feng, who was leaving in a hurry, and looked at Mei Ziyan with strange eyes. Murong Xue's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Mei Ziyan looked as usual, rushed straight to the four of them, called their names accurately, and then promoted her own business of selling news.

These four people suddenly realized, but their performance was different, some smiled, some were silent and left directly, and some took the initiative to talk to her. Murong Xue was naturally indifferent, nodded slightly at her, and walked into her room No. 5, next to Han Feng's room.

After Han Feng entered his room, his eyes widened for the first time, just because it was thirty zhang wide and five zhang high, and the floor was no longer like gold bricks, but paved with a kind of lilac wooden strips, occasionally passing a few wisps of purple light. The whole room is full of aura, faintly shrouded in mist, and absolutely quiet, there seems to be a special fragrance in the air, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed. Cultivating here is definitely twice the result with half the effort, and the efficiency is more than ten times higher.

Han Feng didn't know what the arrangements of the other disciples were, but he didn't expect that they were as good as the top eight disciples, otherwise they wouldn't have arranged for the eight of them to come here alone.

He didn't waste any time, he immediately walked to the central position, sat down cross-legged, he thought silently for a while, combined with the particularity of this place, he chose to cultivate the fire seal technique in the parchment scroll.

As his seal flew over, a ball of fire suddenly appeared above his head, not condensed into a large fireball the size of ten zhang, but quickly turned into a fire mark that was only three feet in size, the whole body was black, the heat wave was pressing, and even the aura seemed to be burned, emitting all kinds of heroic light.

Han Feng took a deep breath, the seal in his hand changed suddenly, and the black fire mark above his head clicked, and it continued to compress inward, the black light became more intense, the heat wave was more violent, and the surrounding ten zhang radius sneered.

But this black fire mark didn't last long, only half an inch was compressed inward, and it exploded with a muffled sound, turning into thousands of black rays of light and dissipating, and then returning to nothingness.

Han Feng sighed secretly, not discouraged, immersed himself in studying the fire seal recipe on the parchment scroll, and tried it from time to time to confirm the comprehension in his heart.

Time passed as he fell into a deep cultivation, and the sound of explosions sounded from time to time in room three, but fortunately this room had a superb sound insulation effect, otherwise the people living in rooms one and five would have to explode. Especially Murong Xue, while drawing her sword and facing each other, it is estimated that she will look at Han Feng with strange eyes, most likely thinking that he is deliberately attracting attention. If this is the case, then Han Feng is really dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, and he can't say anything about his suffering.

I don't know how long the practice is, but three days and three nights have passed in an instant.

In the main vein of the Jianyun Mountain Range, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the aura is full, the water is floating, the rivers are endless, all kinds of birds and beasts rise and fall one after another, the gods are haunted, from time to time there are loud or tragic sounds, occasionally blood flashes, and there is no shortage of fighting battles.

At this time, it was noon, and a golden flying boat swept through the sky and sped away.

After three days and three nights of continuous flight, it finally entered the main vein area of the Jianyun Mountain Range, less than 100,000 miles away from the Grand Canyon of Death.

In fact, the Grand Canyon of Death was also developed in the past 10,000 years, when it was first discovered that this place was still a nearby medium-sized sect Longyuan Pavilion, this pavilion originally wanted to enjoy it alone, who knew that the news was leaked out by whom, attracting more than ten sects to fight, almost burying the inheritance of Longyuan Pavilion for more than 100,000 years, but fortunately, the four major sects intervened at a critical time to stop the dispute.

But the Longyuan Pavilion is still greatly damaged, not only is the jurisdiction of the Death Grand Canyon jointly controlled by the four major sects, but its status has also plummeted, and now it is barely maintaining the status of the middle sect, if it weren't for the fact that it still has the strongest ancestor, I am afraid it would have been swallowed up by the nearest Fengming Sect.

At this moment, Han Feng had already been awakened by the elder's message, walked out of room No. 3 on the second floor, came to the deck, and followed everyone to look at the scenery below the main vein through the protective light curtain on the golden plate boat, and gasped from time to time.

He found that there were many Yuan Beasts in the main vein, and every few moments, he could see one or two popping up, looking up at the Jinpanzhou, not only did they not be afraid or retreat, but they looked up to the sky and roared, extremely arrogant.

"Quack!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from a large hall on the flying boat, I don't know which ancestor's voice it was, but what followed was that outside the golden pan boat, layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the air, and a large piece of golden light emerged, condensed into a big sword, which was ten zhang thick and a hundred zhang long, and fell with a swoop, slashing at those arrogant beasts in an instant, and the light of Dao defense that came out of their bodies was as if there was nothing, and they were instantly broken and killed with one blow.

When the disciples present and the elders saw this scene, their eyes changed one by one, and their faces were different, some were frightened, some were envious, and some were longing......