Chapter 471 Canaan Explodes, Han Feng Is Excited

Beyond the endless mountains in the inner courtyard of Canaan Academy, there is a city called Fengcheng.

This city is not very prosperous, but it has a pivotal position in the Black Horn Region.

The reason is that Han Feng, the medicine king of the Black Horn Region, lives here.

As the first person in the art of alchemy in the Black Horn Region, Han Feng, a sixth-grade alchemist, is not the strongest in the Black Horn Region, but he has a high status in the hearts of many forces and even strong people.

Of course, a sixth-grade alchemist is quite rare even if you look at the entire continent. Even ordinary Douhuang or even Douzong strongmen have to be polite when meeting him.

After all, everyone knows how much appeal a sixth-grade alchemist has.

Although Han Feng is from the Black Horn Region, he is not a native.

The Black Horn Region was originally a chaotic place. Han Feng's Han family was destroyed in the early years, leaving only him alive. Fortunately, Yao Lao met him by chance, raised him up, and trained him with skills.

Yao Lao is only a soul body, and now he has the strength of Dou Zun. When he is in good condition, he is extremely powerful.

Han Feng, the disciple he carefully trained, is still only a sixth-grade alchemist today. To be honest, he is very poor.

There are many reasons for this.

After betraying his teacher and destroying his ancestors, Han Feng resolutely abandoned his efforts and started to practice again after obtaining the Burning Art, and he only obtained half a volume of the art.

The initial level of the Burning Art is already the bottom of the art grade. The grade of the incomplete Burning Art obtained by Han Feng is naturally below the low yellow grade, and the effect of the Burning Art in melting the strange fire for his own use is completely gone.

Even if Han Feng was lucky enough to get the strange fire, he suffered all kinds of torture and suffered from the backlash of the strange fire from time to time.

Therefore, even though he was trained by Yao Lao, Han Feng only has the strength of the peak Dou Huang today.

Judging from his experience, with the incomplete Burning Art, he only absorbed the fifteenth-ranked Sea Heart Flame, and had to suffer the backlash of the strange fire, but he was still able to cultivate to this level of strength, and he has the ability of a sixth-grade alchemist, which is definitely not bad.

Abandoning the prominent status of the Young Master of Xingyun Pavilion and the teacher Yao Lao, most people only think that Han Feng is a ruthless person, but Han Feng deeply believes that what he did is very reasonable.

It is this thought that makes Han Feng, even though he is like a dog that has lost its home, still work hard and cultivate to such strength with half a volume of Burning Art.

Even a three-year-old child in Zhongzhou knows that there is "one palace, one tower, two sects, three valleys and four square pavilions".

Han Feng followed Yao Lao to Zhongzhou, and naturally he is more aware of the gap between the many forces in Zhongzhou.

One palace and one tower, the former naturally refers to the Soul Palace, which is also known as the "scavenger" of the souls of the Douqi Continent; the latter is the holy land of alchemists, Dan Tower.

Among the souls, the souls of alchemists are of the best quality.

The Soul Palace captures souls all year round, and it is inevitable that it will have an enemy with Dan Tower.

Dan Tower has a great reputation, but its management is lax.

Being able to become an alchemist is already a child of destiny, not to mention that he has the identity of Danta, so he naturally feels superior.

If there is no huge gap in ability, no one will really obey anyone.

The people of the Soul Palace can cover every corner of the Douqi Continent, but you can't see the figures of Danta people in every corner. In addition to their support for the Soul Palace, the souls of the strong will not disperse after their death, or they will be captured by the Soul Palace, or join the Soul Palace to continue to survive, the lack of action of Danta is also an important reason.

The Soul Palace today is not much different from the Soul Palace many years ago.

Although Han Feng was an alchemist and the future heir of Xingyun Pavilion, he always felt great pressure in his heart.

Although Xingyun Pavilion is strong, it is still behind the Three Valleys, not to mention that there is a gap between the two sects above the Three Valleys, and only then can it reach the level of Danta and compete with the Soul Palace.

That feeling was like a pig raised by the Soul Palace in a pigsty. After it got fat, it was time to be slaughtered, and it had no power to fight back.

Later, he came into contact with Mu Gu and learned more about the strength of the Soul Palace. The identity of the disciple of Medicine Venerable and the future successor of Xingyun Pavilion was not important at all.

Yao Lao's idea was not bad. If he practiced step by step, Han Feng's future achievements would naturally be better than Yao Lao's.

But with such a Soul Palace that hunted souls, Yao Lao had already been a great temptation to the Soul Palace. If he was only slightly stronger than Yao Lao, once the Soul Palace got angry, the two of them would be just lambs to be slaughtered, and even the entire Xingyun Pavilion would be destroyed.

The appearance of the Burning Art became an opportunity for Han Feng.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to fight. Even if you die, it is better than being caught like a pig or a sheep.

If it weren't for this plan, Han Feng would have abandoned Yao Lao, who was both his master and father, and the noble status of the heir of Xingyun Pavilion. Knowing that the Fragmentary Burning Art was worse than the low-level yellow-grade skills, he still abandoned his own cultivation and even put his life and death on the sword of Feng Zun. It was really incredible.

After all, the low-level yellow-grade Burning Art was enough to discourage countless people. If there was no big reason, who could have abandoned the work and rebuilt the Fragmentary Burning Art, which was not even the low-level yellow-grade, without a big reason?

Moreover, his strength at that time was still far behind that of the peak Douhuang today. Without Yao Lao's protection, he might have been stripped of his soul by the Soul Palace.

He broke his own amulet with his own hands and abandoned his own cultivation. How could it be explained without a deep reason?

However, Han Feng, who dared to take an unconventional approach, would suffer the backlash of the strange fire from time to time, and his mind had already changed greatly.

Following Yao Lao, Han Feng personally witnessed him going to Fenglei Pavilion to ask for the Three Thousand Thunder Movements and going to Fenyan Valley to ask for the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire.

Although both attempts ended in failure, Han Feng, influenced by what he saw and heard, also believed that as long as there was something good about the martial arts, fighting skills, and secret techniques, he would take a look.

Han Feng also had a sense of resentment in his heart when he took action brazenly.

Yao Lao can go and discuss the fighting skills and secret techniques of other families, so why should we guard against thieves when it comes to our own things?

Resentment is resentment, but the two are called master and apprentice, but they are just like father and son. Han Feng thought to himself: It would be better to die at his hands than Yao Lao being locked up in the Soul Palace and becoming a pig or dog. If he was lucky enough to survive, the effect of half a volume of Burning Technique would be enough to revive him.

On the outside, this behavior is indeed shocking to ordinary people and inferior to animals, but there is quite a lot of truth in it.

Unfortunately, after practicing the Fragmentary Scroll Burning Jue, Han Feng's temperament changed drastically. His resentment towards Yao Lao could no longer be offset by the father-son bond between master and apprentice. No one knew what he was going to do.

Maple City, this city is named after Han Feng.

This honor can only be enjoyed by a few people in the Black Corner Territory, which is full of chaos and killing, and Han Feng is one of them!

In the very center of the city is a bamboo forest that is completely different from the noisy market outside.

This bamboo forest has extremely tight defenses. Even if ordinary people enter, even if they get close to a certain range, they will be attacked indiscriminately.

Every year, not many people are killed by the bamboo forest guards for these reasons. Therefore, although this place is quiet, it is also a forbidden place in the hearts of many people in Maple City.

In the quiet silence of the bamboo forest, the man's sharp eyes were looking at the distant northern sky. There, he felt a strange, kind, and vaguely familiar strange energy fluctuation.

The man was Han Feng. He had a rather handsome face. He looked to be no more than thirty years old. His slightly thin lips were tightly pursed, giving him a cold and stern air. However, it was precisely this that made him look a little more... Different charm.

Her long black hair hangs down to her shoulders, and her body seems to carry a strange medicinal fragrance all the time, which makes people feel close to her.

There is a simple medicinal cauldron badge painted on the chest of the blue alchemist's robe. There are six golden patterns on the medicinal cauldron, symbolizing his rank as a sixth-grade alchemist.

On the back of the robe, there is an extremely finely crafted word "maple" tattooed on it.

"This feeling..." Han Feng's slightly thin lips were pursed tightly, with a cold and harsh taste.

But it was precisely this that gave him a bit of extra charm.

The middle scroll slowly hit his forehead, and Han Feng murmured softly. After a few breaths, the scroll that hit his forehead suddenly stiffened, and his eyes instantly seemed to explode with lightning, "Strange fire?!"

The calm state of mind became shaken by this sudden energy fluctuation. Han Feng narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. Then he flicked his fingertips, and a dark blue flame like clear lake water erupted strangely from Han Feng's body. Exploring out, and finally wrapping it tightly in.

This dark blue flame is quite strange. It looks like a clear lake water flowing. However, the most real senses clearly tell people that this is not a pool of water, but a kind of flame.

As the dark blue flame rose, Han Feng's soul power suddenly increased significantly at this moment. There was a vague feeling before, but at this moment, it was as if it was surging around him, extremely clear. .

"Sure enough, it's a strange fire!" The dark blue flames around him suddenly shrank, and Han Feng stood up suddenly, looking at the distant mountains with blazing eyes.

After a while, the guess in his heart was finally confirmed, and Han Feng said to himself: "How can it be so easy to subdue the strange fire? Canaan College should have had such a shocking explosion, and it would eventually cause the fire..."

These words were originally supposed to mean 'set yourself on fire', but before Han Feng could finish his words, a wave of fanaticism suddenly filled his face that had always been cold and stern.

Han Feng, the peak fighting emperor, instantly wrinkled his handsome face. He covered his chest with his palms and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His breath suddenly became chaotic at this moment.

After a while, Han Feng returned to normal, took a deep breath, and said with a dark face: "If he had obtained the complete Burning Art, he would not have suffered like this. If he had obtained another strange fire, he could have broken through Douzong's capital. It’s a no brainer.”

What Han Feng was talking about was not the strange fire of Canaan College that he had just sensed, but the cold fire of Yao Lao's Bone Spirit.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire ranks eleventh. Ice and fire coexist in one body. This kind of strange and extraordinary fire is really something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

"Han Bei." Han Feng recovered and shouted deeply.

As soon as the voice fell, a ghost-like figure flashed out, and finally appeared in the bamboo house, kneeling on one knee, and his voice was hoarse but respectful: "What are your orders, Master?"

"Take these tokens and inform them to ask their sect leader to come to Maple City within two hours. I need their help for something. In addition, you will send these two tokens to that place in person. Please ask these two gentlemen to do the same. Come here," Han Feng casually waved several strangely shaped tokens and threw them towards the figure kneeling on the ground.

The latter also caught it as fast as lightning, and just as he put it into the ring, two more tokens, one gold and one silver, were shot over.

Taking the somewhat special gold and silver token with both hands, the expressionless figure had a slightly moved face, and whispered: "Master wants to invite them? Ordinary people, they don't even see them. This time, they are invited, for fear that Master We need to bring out what they are passionate about. If we only deal with the Yan League, isn’t it overkill?”

Speaking of the Yanmeng, Han Feng suddenly became furious: "I don't know how the Eight Gates got in touch with such a force that I have never heard of. They actually dared to steal the Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill that I took away. The people sent forward were also killed by the Yanmeng. They really don't take me, the Medicine King, seriously!"

Han Feng took out the Yin Yang Xuanlong Pill that was almost eaten for nothing. He wanted to win over a few more helpers, but not only was the pill stolen, but his people were also killed directly. He lost the pill and lost face. How could he not be angry? !

Han Bei's eyes were also wide open. He originally had a brother named Han Beng, who went to the Eight Gates to ask for the pill, but was killed by the Eight Gates. The people under the seat of the Medicine King of Fengcheng had never suffered such humiliation!

Slowly exhaling, Han Feng said: "The Yan League will be destroyed sooner or later, but not now. Just do as I say. If I can achieve my goal, the Yan League can be destroyed in a snap."

"Yes!" Hearing this, Han Bei no longer hesitated, and responded respectfully, and then his figure quickly plunged into the darkness and disappeared.

Watching the black shadow disappear, Han Feng slowly exhaled again, looking at the Canaan Academy in the distant mountains, and deep blue flames appeared in his eyes.

If he could get the second kind of strange fire, devour and refine it, and after the technique was upgraded, perhaps the shortcomings of the fragmentary technique could be repaired.

Although he has a very huge appeal in the Black Horn Region, the Canaan Academy is also a behemoth.

Generally speaking, even he is unwilling to provoke easily. Of course, this unwillingness to provoke will surely dissipate automatically when a certain benefit is achieved, just like the temptation of strange fire!

Especially since his Yin Yang Xuan Long Dan was hacked and his subordinates died in the Yan League, he urgently needed to improve his strength and revive the reputation of the Medicine King.

Although Han Feng had never heard of the Yan League that the Eight Gates climbed up, he knew that the Yan League was an extraordinary force and had some abilities because the Blood Sect and the Black Skull Tomb were conquered by the Yan League.

But if he could master two kinds of strange fire and break through to the Dou Zong level, even some old forces in the Black Horn Region would not be afraid of him.

How violent the strange fire is, one is enough to shock a group of strong men, Han Feng has a deep understanding of it. If there are two kinds of strange fire, even if he has just entered the Dou Zong, he will be a very powerful Dou Zong.

Thinking of the many benefits, even his own alchemy skills can be improved by adding one more strange fire, Han Feng couldn't help but get more excited.