In front of him, Han Feng naturally wouldn't say his real name, and casually said a fake name, which was called Murong Qing.

"Fellow practitioners, if the Ming people don't say dark words, I'll just say it. Han Feng didn't drink his tea, and said lightly: "I want a place in the Hundred Battles City Teleportation Array, I don't know if you have a channel?"

"Oh, where does Brother Murong want to go? Can you tell me one or two, different destinations, the difficulty of obtaining that teleportation quota is different. The practitioner neither refused nor agreed, but asked like this.

"It's on the opposite side of the Land of Hundred Battles, it shouldn't be too difficult, I don't know if there are still places?" Han Feng asked.

"Ah, you're going to the other side?!" The Taoist practitioner seemed to be startled, and his voice couldn't help but be a little higher.

"What's wrong?, is there a problem?" Han Feng's eyes flickered as he looked at this person and asked slowly.

"Brother Murong, you haven't been here for long, haven't you? Don't you know that more than ten medium-sized sects in the Land of Hundred Battles are now at war? All the teleportation arrays in Hundred Battles City have been temporarily suspended!"

"How could this be?" Han Feng was extremely surprised and hurriedly asked.

"It's not that some time ago, after the expansion of the Grand Canyon of Death stopped, leaving a large area of borderless land, if it was in the past, these places lacked aura, and the evil water flowed, and the ghost aura was pervasive, but after the reappearance of the phantom of the ancestors, these areas have become full of aura, and naturally they have become fragrant and sweet, and the sects in the south of the land of a hundred battles have already occupied a lot of territory, and the sects in the north will naturally not let it go, let the sects in the south sit big, they try to go south to grab the territory, so the war started, out of control, a total of thirteen medium sects participated in the war, and the land of a hundred battles was almost broken, and there were many monks who died, which can be described as a river of blood!" said the practitioner.

"I see. Han Feng nodded, and then frowned again: "Fellow Daoists, is there no other way?" As long as the channel is safe, the price is easy to say!"

As he spoke, Han Feng took out a space storage bag from the storage ring, which was full of spirit stones, which were worth a million, which were part of the spirit stones of the white and pure Dan monk before.

Han Feng is well aware of the truth that wealth is not exposed, and with his identity as a knot in the Dan Realm, taking out a deposit of one million spirit stones is not very eye-catching, but it will definitely make people feel that his financial resources are not thin, and people are willing to get close to him.

Daoist cultivators smiled, took it, released the soul power and swept it, frowned, looked at Han Feng, and said: "Brother Murong has courage, it seems that you will not give up until you achieve your goal, since this is the case, you will wrap this matter on me, give me two days, I must give you an answer, if it is not successful, this bag of spirit stones will be returned completely!"

"Fellow Daoist, I have something important to go to the northern city, I can't wait, I hope you can reply quickly, can you give me a letter early tomorrow morning?"

"I'll fight for it, I still have to report to the shopkeeper in order to catch the city lord's line, and it may not be determined so quickly. Practitioner Daoyou said.

"Then there is a fellow Daoist of labor. Han Feng clasped his fists.

"Serve yourself. Practitioner Daoist smiled and put away the bag of spirit stones, looked at Han Feng and said, "Drink tea and drink tea." ”

Han Feng nodded, picked up the teacup, dipped it in some tea, and talked to the other party again, then got up to say goodbye, and soon returned to his courtyard.

When he returned to his courtyard, he immediately took out the array flags and laid them all around, cutting off all the power of exploration, and when he had done this, he entered his room, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of tea, which floated in the air, up and down.

He released his soul power to investigate carefully, and found that these teas were full of spiritual power, and they were really a good cup of tea, and there was nothing abnormal.

Han Feng was so careful, just because he was worried that the other party would set himself up, after all, he was not familiar with life, how could he dare to guarantee that it was absolutely safe here.

"If the other party sees me for the first time, he won't just drugged the tea, but after seeing my financial resources, I don't know if he will be moved!" Han Feng thought secretly, he was worried about this.

But he had no choice, for the time being, he could only take the line of the city lord of this Hundred Battles City through the channel of this cultivator, and then it was possible to allocate the teleportation quota to himself, otherwise he could only take a detour.

As for forcibly passing through the land of a hundred battles, that was something he didn't dare to imagine, after all, there was a scuffle there, once he entered, he had to be entangled, even if he didn't die, it would delay the matter of saving Ximen Tianlao Ancestor and others.

"I can only entrust it to the practice for the time being. Han Feng muttered secretly, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.

But he soon opened his eyes again, and suddenly got up and walked out of the room, leaving the courtyard, and into the street, wandering everywhere.

He went in and out of those shops along the road, chatting with the shopkeepers of some shops seemingly casually, and of course buying some things, and inadvertently, he obtained a lot of information, and through combing and filtering, he got really useful information.

Indeed, as the Lian Man of the Hundred Battles Inn said, the land of the Hundred Battles is really at war, and there is a tendency to intensify, and the four major sects are showing signs of intervening.

In addition, now all the teleportation arrays in Hundred Battles City have also been suspended from external operations, and no one knows when they will recover, but according to the feedback of a certain pharmacy shopkeeper, the city lord has the right to open the teleportation array and can trade privately, but the price is ridiculously high, and ordinary people can't afford it at all.

After Han Feng learned this information, he checked and confirmed it in many ways, and he felt a little relieved.

After that, he went to the Baiyin Pavilion branch of this city, and found their steward elders for consultation, and wanted to set up another line, but found that all matters related to the teleportation array in the Hundred Battles City, if they were in a special period, they could only be contacted through the Hundred Battles Inn, otherwise it would be useless to find anyone.

"Hey, it looks like I stumbled into the right person in the first place, and I just hope everything goes well. Han Feng returned to his residence, muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and silently breathed and cultivated.

Time passed quickly, as if it was the early morning of the next day in the blink of an eye, the sky was cloudy, and someone outside informed Han Feng through the Hundred Battles Inn's own communication formation.

Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at a shiny ball on the wall, making regular calls from time to time, his face was happy, he stood up, and walked out of the room.

In a moment, under the leadership of the little second in pale yellow clothes, he came to the elegant tea room on the third floor of the front hall again, sat on a red sandalwood chair, and waited for the arrival of the practice.

During this period, his own subordinates came to serve tea and water to serve Han Feng, but he was also a monk of Jiedan, and he was a distinguished guest of the Hundred Battles Inn, so he naturally had unusual treatment.