I have a magic pot

"Everyone, I will trouble you again!"

Han Feng turned his head to look at the five people, glanced over one by one, and chose to avoid Yao Yuelan's resentful gaze.

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With the help of Wushen Mountain Department, Han Feng finally entered the core area again.

Now facing all the true spirits in this area, Han Feng doesn't care anymore.

His vitality and combat power are not inferior to these true spirits.

After entering this place, he fled all the way, and arrived again in a very short time, in the small courtyard of the sky-reaching tree.

At this moment, Elder Deng was still lying on the wooden chair, gently shaking the broken wooden fan in his hand.

Seeing Han Feng coming, his eyes flashed brightly, and he stared at him like a real person.

Seeing this, Han Feng also looked at each other in return.

When the eyes of the two met, the two terrifying auras clashed in the sky and earth, causing the true spirits in all directions to vibrate.

In the end, a golden light flashed in the eyes of both of them at the same time, Han Feng took a step back, and the wooden chair under Elder Deng trembled slightly.

"Old Deng's strength is superb, and the younger generation admires him!"

Han Feng has now stepped into the late stage of Jiuwen, and just now he was confronted with the invisible momentum of the opponent, but he failed to gain the upper hand.

Han Feng also saw through Mr. Deng's strength through a secret contest with the opponent.

"Peak Nine Patterns!"

Elder Deng looked at Han Feng meaningfully, nodded and said: "Very good, very good, you are indeed stronger than your father!"

Han Feng clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Deng is overrated. This junior is leaving. If there is a chance in the future, I will come back to visit your elder."

When Mr. Deng heard this, he nodded and didn't speak, but a playful smile appeared on his face.

Han Feng didn't care, he took a step forward and came to the small wooden house at the beginning, following the attractive force, he took the initiative to step into it.

Still standing on the starry sky altar, Han Feng stepped onto the altar and stood in the center of the starry sky teleportation array.

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, five light clusters fell into the eyes of the groove array one by one.

In the next moment, the five formation eyes glowed, the formation pattern on the square platform lit up, and a vast and majestic formation power began to circulate.

Feeling all this, Han Feng felt certain in his heart.

Three years have passed, and I don't know what's going on in Lingwu Continent.

The Qianlan Empire is okay, so what about the Tianyuan Dynasty, are grandma and her family safe?

For the past three years, Han Feng has been thinking about that world all the time, and now he is finally going back.

Han Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart, waiting for the teleportation array to start.

At this moment, the flow of patterns on the square platform accelerated, and a five-color rainbow light suddenly rose into the sky, connecting with the boundless starry sky, with no end in sight.

"Finally going back!"

Han Feng secretly clenched his fists and waited for a while, but there was no response from the formation.

It seems that only a five-color rainbow bridge appeared, and nothing else changed.

"Um……?"

Han Feng was a little puzzled.

"What's the situation? Could it be that the teleportation distance is too far, and it takes longer to wait?"

Just as Han Feng was getting more and more confused, there was a formation pattern under his feet.

The five formation eyes suddenly shot out five other white lights, and the light gathered above the altar, gradually forming an illusory figure.

The man was dressed in white, with a shiny white long sword on his back, and his clothes fluttered. Although there was a trace of gray on his temples, his appearance was only in his early thirties.

This person's facial features are firm, his outline is resolute, and the trace of detachment between his eyebrows and eyes is worthy of the words "peerless elegance".

But to Han Feng's surprise, this person's appearance looks very familiar, why... a bit like himself.

"Silly boy, I am your father, of course I am very similar to you!"

The man spoke suddenly, startling Han Feng.

But then it was discovered that this was just an image-like phantom.

And Han Feng also guessed that the only one who can do this kind of trick in the five eyes is his cheap father, Feng Xiaotian.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was smiling, handsome, and paired with vicissitudes and profound eyes.

I have to admit that my father has a very attractive smile, no wonder my mother elopes with him.

"Little guy, you are indeed the son of my Feng Xiaotian. You really gathered all five formations. Do you think you can go back like this?"

The smile on the father's face became playful, which made Han Feng startled, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth and said: "I wanted to tell you all at once, but it felt so boring, so let me give you a surprise.

In fact, it is not enough to collect five formations. Now it is just connecting the teleportation formation to Lingwu Continent.

To activate the teleportation array, a powerful energy source is needed, and the energy source is the "five sacred mountains" in the lost land.

You have to use your own strength to move the five sacred mountains here at the same time, and use the power of the sacred mountains to bless the formation so that the formation can finally activate and teleport you away.

By the way, I would like to remind you that if you want to do this, Jiu Wen's strength is not enough.

It can only be done if you reach the realm of "Witch God" with ten lines. If you don't believe it, you can try it. "

A sly smile appeared on Feng Xiaotian's face, that expression seemed to be saying.

"Silly boy, you have been tricked by me again."

"call……!"

On the teleportation formation, Han Feng silently lowered his head, but suddenly punched his father like lightning, hitting his father's face.

In the end, the shadow of the fist passed through his body, but Feng Xiaotian laughed even more happily.

"Boy, you are so angry that you want to hit someone, hehe... just being angry is useless, let's find a way to break through the ten lines.

Your father, I also left you a lot of good things here, all of which I collected from the Lingwu Continent and the Lost Land.

There are a large number of books from the witch clan, and even the Nether clan's exercises, secret arts, supernatural powers... and so on, which may be able to help you.

Well, goodbye!

Still the same sentence, parents will miss you. "

Feng Xiaotian waved at Han Feng, and his figure gradually disappeared into the starry sky.

As Feng Xiaotian's figure dissipated, the surrounding starry sky changed.

Clusters of starlight seemed to be drawn closer suddenly, densely surrounding the starry sky altar.

Han Feng glanced away, and he could see at a glance that there were a large number of jade slips suspended in the starlight.

It should be what my father said, the classics he collected.

Dazed in place for a long time, Han Feng finally sat down on the high platform, completely speechless by his father.

"What a disrespectful fellow!" Han Fengfeng beat his chest and stamped his feet.

But in the end, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

His current strength is already comparable to that of a semi-sage, that is, Hong Wu, the state of the Great Perfection of the Divine Void Realm. Returning to the Lingwu Continent, he is indeed powerful.

However, if you encounter existences stronger than ordinary semi-saints, such as the five ghost generals of the Nether clan, Heidison and the others, or the existence of the Silver Lord who has fallen from the holy level to the semi-holy, they will be much weaker.

Perhaps it is the right choice to break through the realm of ten patterns here and return to Lingwu Continent.

Han Feng, who calmed down, gradually understood his father's intentions.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​jade slips and classics in all directions, Han Feng couldn't help scratching his head again.

Breaking through the ten lines is probably not easy, how long will it take?

How long can the current Lingwu Continent wait for him?

Just when Han Feng was troubled by time.

"Owner!"

A familiar voice sounded in Han Feng's mind.

"Xian'er!"

Han Feng stood up excitedly, and with a thought, he found that the barrier between himself and the demon refining pot was gone.

After more than three years, I finally got in touch with Xian'er again.

"Xian'er, I can finally talk to you, why haven't I been able to contact you before?"

Xian'er smiled bitterly: "Master, in fact, Xian'er has been able to sense your situation.

The rules of this world can't isolate the demon refining pot, so it reversely blocks your induction, master, so we can't get in touch.

I don't know why, I was able to communicate with the master suddenly just now. "

Han Feng's heart moved, and he suddenly thought that he was standing on this formation pattern rainbow bridge.

Now that Hongqiao is connected to Lingwu Continent, the rules of the world are naturally connected, so of course I can get in touch with the Demon Refining Pot.

After thinking about all this, Han Feng suddenly had a thought.

"By the way, the Ancient Bronze Palace!"

Han Feng is now worried that there is not enough time, but now that the demon refining pot has appeared, he can enter the ancient bronze palace to practice.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the time issue.

Although the situation in Lingwu Continent is not good, with Emperor Yuan and several ancient clans, it should be able to survive for a few years.

Using the Ancient Bronze Temple to practice, I can spend decades more out of thin air.

How long does it take for me to break through the ten lines, maybe it won't take 100 years, after all, I am now at the peak of the late nine lines!

Thinking of this, Han Feng made up his mind to simply move all the countless classics left to him by his father into the ancient bronze palace in Huzhongjing.

Anyway, if it was left by the father, it is yours, so why not be polite.

However, before that, Han Feng still left the Starry Sky Altar and tried it himself, moving the five sacred mountains.

Han Feng was afraid, and he was tricked by his father again. He could move the five sacred mountains without using the ten-line realm.

The result disappointed Han Feng, and the five sacred mountains seemed to be blessed by some mysterious power.

With his cultivation in the late stage of Jiuwen, he couldn't even move a big mountain.

It seems that the father did not lie, he must break through the ten lines.

Afterwards, Han Feng directly entered the Ancient Bronze Palace and began to practice Hunyuan Jue hard!

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In the ancient bronze temple, there is the blessing of the mysterious time law of this temple.

At the beginning, Han Feng didn't read any classics. He wanted to try to see if he could directly reach the realm of ten patterns through practice.

On this starry sky altar, there is an extremely strong power of Wu Yuan, which flows into the ancient bronze temple along the demon refining pot.

Through Hunyuan Jue, Han Feng practiced painstakingly for thirteen years in the Ancient Bronze Palace, and finally successfully stepped into the realm of Jiuwen Peak, which is considered to be the same realm as Mr. Deng.

In this way, it is equivalent to less than a year from the outside world, and Han Feng has already broken through.

This greatly boosted his confidence. After all, the peak of the nine lines is only one step away from the realm of the ten lines. It seems that breaking through the ten lines is far away.

So, with this thought in mind, Han Feng continued to practice hard.

One year, two years, three years... ten years, 20 years!

After 20 years of hard training, Han Feng felt that he had already reached the limit of the Jiuwen realm.

But there is no sign of breaking through the ten lines.

He didn't believe in evil, and he practiced in seclusion for ten years, but the result was still the same.