I have a magic pot

Han Feng instinctively remained vigilant, after all, his relationship with Tianshengyuan was not very harmonious.

Could it be that the old dean held a grudge, killed the people of the Tianshengyuan, hit the saint's chest, and wanted to avenge his personal revenge?

Looking across at Hua Yuanzong who was uncharacteristically smiling with a warm smile, Han Feng thought so.

But after thinking about it, the other party is a peak powerhouse after all.

And at Guiyun Peak at this moment, there are still many representatives of the empire who have not left. The other party's visit in such an aboveboard manner should not seem like revenge.

As if guessing Han Feng's concerns, Hua Yuanzong said calmly, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Han, I have no malicious intentions, I just invited fellow Daoists for that person.

In addition, the man asked me to give this object to a fellow Taoist, and said that if a fellow Taoist sees this object, he will definitely go to see him. "

With that said, Hua Yuanzong handed a jade slip to Han Feng.

Han Feng became more and more surprised, took the jade slips casually, and swept his mind towards it.

In the next moment, Han Feng's face remained unchanged, but his heart trembled slightly.

He returned the jade slip calmly.

"Okay, please trouble Dean Hua and lead me the way."

Han Feng turned around and explained a few words to King Ying, asking him to wait here for a while, and then left with Hua Yuanzong without hesitation.

The two of them turned into light and flew all the way, and soon came to an inconspicuous small peak in the farthest corner of the [-] peaks of Tianshengyuan.

Hua Yuanzong was speechless all the way, and led Han Feng to the apse of the mountain peak hall, and opened a secret room.

Han Feng originally thought that he would be able to meet the person who made an appointment with him here.

Unexpectedly, in the secret room was a teleportation circle.

"This is...?" Han Feng couldn't help showing surprise.

Hua Yuanzong smiled awkwardly, "Fellow Daoist Han, forgive me, but that person has a special status, so I can only trouble fellow Daoist and take the teleportation array to go secretly."

When Han Feng heard this, he was even more surprised. On other people's territory, riding in a teleportation array that didn't know the direction, it was absolutely impossible for Han Feng to agree to it in normal times.

But when he thought about Caicai just now, on the jade slip that Hua Yuanzong handed over to him, there were four large characters of "Inheritance of the Witch Clan" impressively written on it.

In addition, this time, the attitude of Hua Yuanzong and others towards the evil beings of the Nether Race in Xiao Chen's body.

Thinking up to this point, Han Feng still nodded, and followed Hua Yuanzong, stepped onto the teleportation array.

With the vast energy in Hua Yuanzong's palm, it poured into the teleportation array.

"Om...!"

The two of them were instantly enveloped by a ball of white light, and then a slight sense of weightlessness and dizziness came.

With Han Feng's experience of riding the teleportation array many times, he already guessed that the distance of this teleportation array will not be too far.

Sure enough, almost in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already landed in the hall of a palace.

This is a palace made of dark golden spar. The interior of the main hall is a little dark. On the copper pillars on both sides, there are sixteen huge copper basin fires.

There is no decoration in the hall, it is empty, all the way forward, there is a long staircase.

Han Feng and Hua Yuanzong kept walking towards the depths of the hall, followed the stairs, and finally came to a huge dark golden copper gate.

This bronze gate is more than ten feet high and twenty or thirty feet wide, with a majestic momentum.

But what Han Feng cares about is not the size of the bronze door, but the relief on the surface.

He is too familiar with these pictures, and they portray a group of strong Wu clan.

However, their opponents were no longer those prehistoric monsters, but strange figures that were wrapped in black air and could not be seen clearly.

They block out the sky and block out the sun, and they are mighty and mighty, forming a rivalry with countless strong Wu clan, and even appearing stronger.

A simple mural on the bronze door has already made Han Feng's heart tremble.

He knew that what was recorded in this painting was the battle between the ancient Wu clan and the Nether clan.

At this moment, Hua Yuanzong and Han Feng stopped in front of the gate, but Hua Yuanzong actually went inside the gate and bowed down.

"The person you want to meet has already been brought, I will take my leave first!"

After Hua Yuanzong saluted respectfully, his figure drifted away, and he left directly on the teleportation array.

Han Feng was surprised.

"Boom...!"

The bronze door in front of him suddenly opened from both sides, and inside the bronze door, a surging breath of life and the energy of heaven and earth rushed towards his face like a tsunami.

Just sniffing the air lightly refreshes one's spirits and speeds up the energy circulation in the body.

The energy purity of this space is almost as high as that of his own pot.

When Han Feng was feeling surprised, an old and distant voice came from beside his ear.

"Little friend, please come in."

Hearing this voice, Han Feng hesitated for a moment, but still walked into the hall.

"Boom...!"

As Han Feng stepped through the gate, the bronze gate slowly closed.

In front of his eyes was a sea of ​​thick mist, all of which was materialized aura and energy of heaven and earth.

As Han Feng stepped in, the sea of ​​fog rolled and moved sideways, leaving an avenue several feet wide in the middle.

He walked along the road all the way, and finally reached the deepest part of the hall.

There stands a bronze altar, and above the altar, there are six statues of gods.

Among them, five god statues were standing around the altar, and they were the dharma appearances of the five witch gods and generals that Han Feng had seen, including Yao Huang.

The one in the center standing upright against the sun and the moon is exactly Kuafu Faxiang.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng's pupils contracted, and then his eyes finally locked on.

At the foot of the statue of Kuafu, on the figure sitting cross-legged.

It was an old man dressed in gray, with white beard and hair, thin body and wrinkled face.

The old man is not only depressed, but also very old. At this moment, his body is half-folded and half-shrunk, like a withered tree root, and he is sitting with his eyes closed.

There is not a trace of life on the body, as if it is also a statue.

Han Feng subconsciously perceived the old man's breath with his spiritual sense.

I thought it would be hindered, but I didn't expect that the divine sense would penetrate into the opponent's body smoothly.

But it seems to have penetrated into a boundless starry sky, unable to find the edge, a piece of nothingness.

Han Feng was shocked, it was the first time he encountered this phenomenon in his life.

For a moment, he looked at the old man with inexplicable awe.

He stopped and stood more than ten feet away from the old man, holding his breath and concentrating, motionless.

It only stayed for a moment, but it seemed to have stayed for a century, and Han Feng's back actually leaked fine sweat.

Just when he felt depressed and even wanted to quit this place.

The old man suddenly opened his mouth and actually yawned. His body stretched like a dead tree, and his thick eyelids slowly opened, revealing a pair of bright eyes that were completely different from his old appearance.

"Little friend, you are finally here!"

The old man grinned at Han Feng and opened his mouth. The voice was the one who had just invited Han Feng to enter the room.

Han Feng looked at the old man in front of him, whom he had never met, his eyes flickered, uncertain.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally bowed his hands.

"Han Feng, I have met Emperor Tianyuan!"

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When Han Feng uttered the words "Emperor Tianyuan".

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man, and he looked at Han Feng with great interest.

"Little friend, how did you guess the identity of the old man?"

Hearing the old man's rhetorical question, Han Feng paused in his heart, secretly thinking that it was so.

Facing the legendary existence who ruled the Tianyuan Dynasty and ruled the eight ancient clans for thousands of years, Han Fengqiang calmed down and spoke calmly.

"Among the Tianyuan Dynasty, there are very few people who can make a person with the status and strength of President Hua so respectful.

Moreover, your Excellency knows the secrets of the Wu Clan's inheritance, so he must be the core figure in the Tianyuan Dynasty. In addition, the teleportation array is not far away, it should be within three thousand miles.

If I guessed correctly, this should be a hidden place somewhere in the Tianyuan Dynasty's palace.

And your Excellency must be the Tianyuan Emperor without a doubt! "

"Tsk tsk tsk...Little friend is really careful and predicts things like a god!" The old man praised from the bottom of his heart.

However, Han Feng remained expressionless and glanced over the old man's head.

"If Dijun didn't wear this crown, maybe I might not be able to guess so accurately."

It turned out that although the old man was dressed in gray clothes, he was dirty like a beggar.

But there is a twelve crown on the head, and there are countless rare gemstones in the world, as well as the Nine Dragons embroidered seal that symbolizes the Ninth Five Supreme.

If Han Feng couldn't even see such obvious features, he might as well dig out his own eyes.

"Uh……"

The admiration expression on the old man's face froze, he stretched out his hand in embarrassment, and took off the crown that symbolized imperial power, but now it was already covered with thick dust.

"Sigh... I've worn this thing for so long that I forgot what it was for, and thought it grew out of my own head."

Han Feng was stunned and speechless.

The old man threw the incomparably precious crown on the ground, raised his hand and said: "My little friend, please sit down."

Behind Han Feng, a futon appeared out of thin air, without any energy fluctuations, as if it was generated out of thin air.

Han Feng was secretly startled, knowing that His Majesty Tianyuan Emperor's cultivation might have reached a shocking level.

I also know that with the cultivation level of the person in front of me, if I really want to do anything to myself, I can't do anything unless I escape into the demon refining pot and become a shrinking turtle.

Otherwise, there is really no resistance.

Thinking of this, Han Feng felt relieved.

"Thank you Emperor!"

Not polite, Han Feng sat cross-legged directly.

Seeing Han Feng's expression and behavior, Emperor Tianyuan smiled and nodded.

"Little friend, since I am willing to come to meet you, I must have guessed why the old man invited you."

Han Feng's thoughts turned, and he asked tentatively: "Uh...Is it because of the matter of Xiaochen in the empire ranking battle?"

He knows that the other party is a human being who has lived for thousands of years, and no matter what the other party's purpose is, he must not reveal what he knows first.

Seeing Han Feng's bewildered and bewildered expression, Emperor Tianyuan smiled meaningfully.

"That's one of the reasons."

He took advantage of the situation and said: "Does that little friend know what that black shadow on Xiaochen's body is?"

Han Feng still showed a dazed face, and said hesitantly: "I don't know about this, but I just saw the murals on the bronze door of this hall.

The black shadows in Xiaochen's body are three points similar to the group of black shadows on the mural. Could it be that the two are related? "

Seeing that Han Feng still had an expression of "I don't know anything, I'm guessing", the corners of Emperor Tianyuan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Little friend is really cautious."

Emperor Tianyuan stroked his beard and smiled and said: "If you don't know anything, how can you see the jade slip I gave you, and would rather risk your life than come to see this old man?

Presumably, my little friend already knows about the inheritance of the Wu Clan and the things about the Nether Clan. "

Seeing Han Feng on the opposite side, he was still surprised, as if he had heard some strange news in the world.

The hand of Emperor Tianyuan who was stroking his beard accidentally pulled off two strands of beard and grinned in pain.