Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

"It's just a magic weapon. It's not something that a poor man can break the bottom line to grab." Han Fei said calmly.

Zhou Yixian curled his lips. He didn't believe this. What cultivator would not be moved by a magic weapon that was comparable to Qingyun Sect's Zhuxian Ancient Sword? The purpose of Han Fei's trip is probably for the Xuanhuo Jian.

Seeing that Immortal Yiyi didn't believe it, Han Fei didn't bother to explain. After all, he did come here for the Xuanhuojian, and after getting the Xuanhuojian, he had no intention of returning it to Fenxiang Valley. It would not be an injustice to say that he covets treasures.

A group of people walked in front, and no one noticed that there was a little tail behind them at some point.

The few people were not very fast, and by the time they reached the woods, it was completely dark. The group of people slowly walked into the woods, and saw only tall and straight trees, with lush branches and leaves intertwined with each other, immersing the entire forest in darkness.

Walking among them, the surroundings were so quiet that it felt a bit oppressive, with only the sound of slight footsteps echoing in the air.

The group slowed down and looked from a distance. From the depths of the forest, a layer of gauze-like mist curled up, like a dream, as if there was nothing there. The mist floats gently, as if telling the mystery and antiquity of this forest, making people involuntarily feel awe.

After entering the woods, the group became cautious. Zhang Xiaofan ran forward and said, "Master, there seems to be something wrong with this fog."

"Yes, you still need to be a little vigilant. This is a kind of maze formation, and you have learned so many formations. Try it and see if you can break this formation." Han Fei said with a smile, he was full of confidence in Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan observed the surrounding situation, a confident expression flashed on his face, and said: "Master, don't worry, I'll leave this to the disciples."

Zhang Xiaofan said and took the lead to walk forward. Shitou on the side hesitated for a moment and quickly called out: "Brother Xiaofan, wait for me, I will go with you."

After the two left, Zhou Yixian said with a smile: "You can let your disciples take risks without worrying about anything happening to them."

"Haha, if he can't even break through this fog formation, he's not worthy of being my disciple." Han Fei shook his head and said.

Zhou Yixian wanted to say something more, but at this moment, a low-pitched singing came from the woods in front of him. This singing was melodious and sweet, but it was also full of sadness, which made people feel unbearable after listening to it. Resist the urge to cry.

The singing comes from a distance, as if it can penetrate people's souls. As the singing rises and falls gracefully, their emotions also fluctuate with the melody, making people fall into endless sadness.

Han Fei, who was sitting on Xueyi's back, nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and secretly admired in his heart: "With a tone like this, even in the modern world, it has the potential to become a top singer."

Han Fei thought for a moment, turned his hand, and a hole flute appeared in his hand. Han Fei put the flute to his lips and started playing slowly. The melodious sound of the flute echoed the female voice, weeping and complaining, as if telling a touching and pathos story.

As the sound of the flute rises and falls, the surrounding fog seems to become thicker, as if the whole world is shrouded in hazy.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the flute gradually stopped, and the female voice also disappeared.

The group of people were confused by the sudden ensemble of Han Fei and the three-tailed demon fox. However, seeing Han Fei's interest, they did not dare to disturb them and just stood aside quietly and listened. When the song ended, several people could not recover from this sad music for a long time.

"It feels so desolate, Master, it turns out you are proficient in music!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Han Fei, his face full of admiration.

"It's just a pastime in my spare time. Let's go! Let's go meet this three-tailed demon fox." Han Fei chuckled lightly, with a hint of expectation on his face.

He gently stroked Xue Yi's mane, and Xue Yi seemed to feel his emotions. He neighed slightly and walked deeper into the woods.

When the few people behind saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other. They were here to get rid of demons, but Han Fei and the three-tailed demon fox were so sympathetic to each other. How could they do it?

Zhou Xiaohuan, who was riding on Lao Hei's back, looked speechless when he looked at Han Fei who was walking to the front again. She looked at Zhang Xiaofan aside and said, "Brother, has Master always been so unreliable?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, feeling a little helpless. Zhou Xiaohuan's words made him a little unsure of how to answer.

Han Fei likes to have fun and often does unexpected things. But Zhang Xiaofan also understood that Han Fei's usual behavior was quite reliable when faced with serious matters.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer, Lao Hei opened his mouth wide and showed a humane evil smile, and said: "Hey! This is how I am, you will get used to it as time goes by."

When Lao Hei spoke, Zhou Xiaohuan was immediately frightened and trembled. She never expected that the black donkey she had ridden all the way could actually talk. She quickly jumped off Lao Hei's back, ran to Zhang Xiaofan, pointed at Lao Hei, and said with shock on her face: "Brother, it spoke!"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan gently patted Zhou Xiaohuan's head and comforted him: "Little junior sister, don't be afraid. Master Hei is Master's mount, and it has been following Master for hundreds of years. When talking to Master Hei, you must be respectful."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaohuan looked at Zhang Xiaofan blankly. The amount of information in Zhang Xiaofan's words made her a little confused. A donkey has been following Han Fei for hundreds of years, so isn't Han Fei's actual age at least a few hundred years old?

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, approached Lao Hei, and asked curiously: "Master Hei, what do you think Master will do next?"

"It's hard to say. If the master is interested, he might adopt this fox as a pet and let her sing to him every day." Lao Hei said with a smirk on his face.

"No way, that's a wild demon fox, she's a nuisance." Zhang Xiaofan said with a shocked look on his face.

Although Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, he also felt that Lao Hei's words made sense. With Han Fei's character, it is really possible for him to do this kind of thing.

"Let's go, let's go in and see if we can find out." Lao Hei said, running forward a few steps and catching up with Han Fei.

The remaining four people looked at each other and had no choice but to follow in. The tense atmosphere just now was completely wiped out by the duet played by Han Fei and the three-tailed demon fox.

Not long after they left, a green shadow flashed like a ghost. The green shadow stared silently at the fog shrouded in darkness in front of him, frowning slightly as if he was thinking about something. For a moment, the green shadow's eyes narrowed, and then he stepped into the mist.

Han Fei walked slowly ahead and passed through the fog. Not long after, I saw a bright moonlight falling from the sky, like a bright spotlight, hanging in the air. A woman in plain clothes walked towards them slowly with light steps.

Her graceful figure exudes endless enchantment as she twists and turns. Her hair was silky smooth and had a lovely shine.

Her eyes are like deep lakes, rippling with enchanting light. Just a glance can enchant people. Those delicate red lips were slightly raised, half-smiling, revealing endless charm.

Her movements are elegant and light. Every turn and every glance back seems to be dancing, exuding a unique charm. Her presence is like the brightest star in the night sky, one that cannot be ignored.

There was an intoxicating aura about her. She stood quietly in the light, staring at Han Fei silently, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

When Zhang Xiaofan and the others followed, they saw Han Fei and the woman looking at each other. Their eyes met, as if there was an invisible force passing between them. Time seemed to stop at this moment, everything around them became quiet, only their breathing and heartbeats could be heard clearly.

When the woman saw someone else coming in, she seemed a little scared. She stood there timidly, her hands tightly clasped together, and her body trembling slightly. Her eyes were full of fear and uneasiness. She looked at the people who walked in and said in a weak voice: "Who are you and why are you here? Are you also here to kill the slave family?"

Her voice was soft and a bit sad, as if she was telling people her misfortune and pain. People can't help but want to hold her in their arms and feel sorry for her, and want to use their own strength to protect her so that she will not be harmed again.