Han Feng looked at Xiao Yan silently for a long time.
Finally, he sighed.
A trace of aura leaked out. Not far away, Yao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shooting towards Han Feng like a sharp blade.
Before he could move, a soft voice came from the darkness.
Along with it appeared a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Master."
Han Feng's cheeks flickered in and out of the firelight, and finally, he arrived in front of Xiao Yan.
"Long time no see."
Yao Chen was instantly stunned, and his soul power fluctuations began to spread uncontrollably.
Boom!
Xiao Yan, who was sleeping, was knocked unconscious by Yao Chen's soul fluctuation before he even woke up.
Because of his unstable posture, Xiao Yan fell from the treetop. As he fell, Yao Chen flew out of the storage ring, caught him, and gently placed him on the ground.
The fire flickered, and birds and beasts scattered in the jungle.
Han Feng cast a seal, sealing off the surroundings, and the air became quiet again.
Yao Chen looked at the fluctuation of Dou Qi in Han Feng's hand, his eyes trembling slightly.
Dou Venerate...
It seems that today, my life is over.
Realizing that he was destined not to escape, Yao Chen calmed down instead.
He slowly rose, his illusory soul body floating in mid-air, carefully examining the disciple he had raised with his own hands.
"You've changed a lot."
Yao Chen's tone was somewhat self-deprecating.
"It seems that killing me was really a good thing for you."
There was no hysterical cursing, nor overwhelming accusations.
Yao Chen was still as gentle as ever towards Han Feng, only now there was a hint of self-deprecation.
Under the Brahma Heart state, the complicated and inexplicable emotions in Yao Chen's heart were all captured by Han Feng.
In this instant, Han Feng suddenly realized that his master loved him so much.
It was like this in his previous life.
And it is the same in this life.
Even if it was a life-and-death enmity, in his heart, the master-disciple bond could not be erased.
Yao Chen really treated Han Feng as his own child. For a gentle and kind person like him, even if the child made a big mistake, he would not bear to kill him.
Back then, Han Feng was just a weakling who had just started cultivation. After his rebellious act, Yao Chen could have taken Han Feng's life with just a thought.
But he still didn't do it.
With such a benevolent master, Han Feng, oh Han Feng, you really deserve to die!
Han Feng muttered to himself in his heart, cursing another soul that had already dissipated.
"What, forgotten how to speak?"
Seeing Han Feng silent, Yao Chen spoke up.
"Phew."
Han Feng exhaled a long breath, looked at Yao Chen and said, "Haven't seen you for years, Master, you've changed a lot too."
"Me?"
"Mm, you've become older."
Han Feng sighed lightly.
"The old you was quite a handsome man."
Yao Chen: ...
"Is that so? I didn't notice."
After escaping death, how could he care about so many things?
Besides, when the heart is tired, it doesn't matter anymore.
"Is this my junior brother?"
Han Feng suddenly looked at Xiao Yan and said with a smile.
Yao Chen instantly became nervous.
"It has nothing to do with him."
Yao Chen said in a deep voice.
"You found me for the Flame Mantra, right? I can give it to you, but the condition is that you are not allowed to hurt him."
Han Feng was silent.
In his master's heart, the image of him as a despicable person was probably deeply rooted.
"Okay, I promise you."
Yao Chen stared at Han Feng. "I hope you keep your word. He is just a Dou Practitioner and poses no threat to you."
A moment later, Yao Chen threw a scroll from his storage ring.
Han Feng caught it.
The content inside was the complete Flame Mantra.
"We were master and disciple, yet we ended up like this because of a small cultivation technique. Sigh, it's also my incompetence as a teacher."
Yao Chen sighed deeply.
"After you kill me, for the sake of our past fate, help me send him back to Qing Shan Town, how about it?"
Han Feng looked at the Flame Mantra in his hand and shook his head gently.
Yao Chen's face darkened.
Sure enough, is this unfilial disciple going back on his word?
"Master, I won't kill you."
Yao Chen was stunned.
Not kill him...
Could it be that there is something else on him that this unfilial disciple values?
Right, the Hall of Souls!
They have been collecting powerful soul bodies!
Is this unfilial disciple working for the Hall of Souls?
That's right, Han Feng should have thought he was dead. Only Mu Gu knew that he had escaped. It was Mu Gu who told him...
A look of desolation flashed in Yao Chen's eyes.
"Alright, I'll go with you."
Han Feng nodded and took out the Spirit Nurturing Gourd hanging on his waist.
"Master, come inside."
A look of humiliation appeared on Yao Chen's face. He didn't expect that after everything, he would be captured by his former disciple and imprisoned in a gourd!
If he had known this day would come, he would have preferred to die back then!
But now, even for Xiao Yan's sake, Yao Chen couldn't be willful.
He slowly moved his body, and the moment before entering the gourd, he glanced at Han Feng's profile.
Truly handsome, he has three points of my likeness when I was young. If only he hadn't gone down the evil path, how good would that be.
Yao Chen thought to himself.
The next instant, he was taken into the Spirit Nurturing Gourd.
Darkness cut off Yao Chen's vision from the outside world. However, unlike the loneliness and coldness he had imagined, this gourd was actually full of rich spiritual qi.
Before Yao Chen could react, this spiritual qi began to actively repair his soul.
"This..."
Countless surprised thoughts flashed through Yao Chen's mind.
What exactly does this unfilial disciple want to do?
Does he want to fatten me up before killing me?
That shouldn't be.
If I recover half of my spiritual qi, my hope of escape will definitely increase greatly.
Could it be that he... is saving me?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Yao Chen didn't believe that a traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors would turn over a new leaf.
But, a sliver of hope soon grew in his heart. What if?
Various emotions intertwined in his heart. Yao Chen really wanted to go out and ask Han Feng, what on earth do you want to do to me?
But the spiritual qi in the Spirit Nurturing Gourd didn't give him time to think, drilling into Yao Chen's soul body all at once.
The extreme comfort made Yao Chen temporarily forget his troubles.
He quickly sat cross-legged on the spot and began to circulate the Soul Mantra.
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Han Feng smiled lightly as he watched his master finally start doing serious business in the gourd.
His master's stereotype of him was too deep. If the change was too big at once, the old man might not be able to take it.
See, just a little spiritual qi made him suspicious of this and that.
To win back his master's heart, he had to take it slow.
"Junior Brother, Master was willing to die for you."
Han Feng looked at the sleeping Xiao Yan and said softly.
He knew Yao Chen. Since he chose to cultivate Xiao Yan, he would treat him as a direct disciple to educate.
Han Feng checked Xiao Yan's body.
As expected, the Dou Qi flowing in Xiao Yan's body was the Flame Mantra Dou Qi.
His master probably had his eye on the resurrection method in the Flame Mantra and wanted Xiao Yan to resurrect him after refining three kinds of Heavenly Flames.
Now, the Dou Qi in his Junior Brother's body was still pitifully low-level Yellow Rank.
His realm was only seven-star Dou Practitioner.
With such strength, training in the Magical Beast Mountain Range was tough enough for him.
But since he was here, Xiao Yan's future path would have to change.
The evolutionary path of the Flame Mantra meant that ultimately only one person could reach the top.
So if Xiao Yan continued to cultivate the Flame Mantra, there would inevitably be a struggle between the two brothers.
Xiao Yan hadn't refined a single Heavenly Flame yet, so changing his cultivation technique wouldn't be a burden. Changing to an Earth Rank technique would have immediate benefits.
Then he could go back to Jia Nan Academy with Han Feng and cultivate properly for two years.
Winning the three-year agreement would be no problem.
Although his master had sucked Xiao Yan's Dou Qi for three years, he was actually polishing Xiao Yan's foundation. Xiao Yan had not given up cultivation in those three years, so his foundation was very solid.
He needed to thank his own persistence for this.
After checking Xiao Yan's condition, Han Feng found an open space and sat down.
He looked at the fire burning more and more fiercely, a joy from the bottom of his heart curving his lips.
Finally found Master...
The [Fallen Brahma Heart] state was released at this moment, and his snow-white hair gradually turned back to black.
Having unloaded a heavy burden, Han Feng let out a long breath.
He had been too tired during this time.
But everything was worth it.
Han Feng touched the Spirit Nurturing Gourd at his waist and closed his eyes peacefully.
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Early the next morning, Xiao Yan opened his eyes and found that he was not on the treetop.
He was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly got up and found Han Feng sitting cross-legged not far away.
"Teacher, Teacher!"
Xiao Yan shouted anxiously in his heart.
The stranger who appeared in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling.
However, this call did not receive a response.
Xiao Yan had no choice but to pick up the Heavy Xuan Ruler and approach Han Feng warily, bit by bit.
When Xiao Yan was ten steps away, Han Feng opened his eyes.
Their eyes met, and Xiao Yan retreated repeatedly like a frightened little beast.
"You, who are you?"
Han Feng slowly stood up and stretched his body.
Last night was really uncalled for. In the deep mountains and old forests, he actually slept so soundly.
But he hadn't been so comfortable for a long time.
Han Feng looked at Xiao Yan, who was ready to run away at any time, and smiled, "What, don't you recognize me?"
"You..."
Xiao Yan wanted to say I really don't know you, but his brain turned, and he didn't say it directly, but showed a thoughtful look.
"When you were three years old, I told you a few qi refining formulas. Do you still remember?"
Han Feng said.
Xiao Yan's expression froze, and then he looked at Han Feng in extreme surprise.
"It's you!"
Ordinary children naturally wouldn't remember things from when they were three years old, but Xiao Yan was a transmigrator, born with abundant soul power, so he still had an impression.
In his mind, Xiao Yan superimposed the person in front of him with the person from back then, and found that they really looked alike.
"Are you my father's friend?"
Xiao Yan asked tentatively.
"Mm, but a more accurate statement should be..."
Han Feng smiled lightly.
"I am your senior brother."
"Ah?"
Xiao Yan took half a step back and shouted in his heart.
Teacher, Teacher!
Wake up quickly!
"No need to shout."
Han Feng said.
"Master is with me now."
Xiao Yan felt a boom in his heart, as if his biggest secret had been discovered by someone else.
"You..."
"My name is Han Feng. You should call me Senior Brother."
Han Feng removed the barrier around them.
"Se-Senior Brother."
Xiao Yan whispered.
Han Feng's methods made Xiao Yan realize that the other party was not simple, so he decisively submitted.
He was just a small Dou Practitioner, and had no power to resist in the face of an expert.
Since he was his father's friend and now became his senior brother, he should be able to trust him a little.
Yao Chen hadn't told Xiao Yan about Han Feng, so Xiao Yan didn't have any worries, only that he was somewhat unaccustomed to his teacher, who had been with him day and night, being "snatched" away.
"Senior Brother, can you let me see Teacher?"
Han Feng looked at Xiao Yan.
"What are you worried about?"
"I..."
Xiao Yan was speechless.
I'm worried about Teacher's safety.
But he couldn't say this openly.
"Master is a soul body and needs time to recuperate now."
Han Feng said.
"Let's go. I'll take you out of the Magical Beast Mountain Range."
"Don't I need to cultivate here anymore?"
"Master doesn't have time to teach you right now, so I'll do it for him temporarily."
Han Feng walked towards the exit of the forest.
"You are currently cultivating the 'Flame Mantra' given to you by Master, right?"
Xiao Yan followed Han Feng and nodded.
"Me too."
A layer of Dou Qi burned on Han Feng's hand, changing in four colors, with extremely strong pressure.
"Senior Brother, what level is your 'Flame Mantra'?"
Xiao Yan asked in surprise.
"High-level Earth Rank."
"Hasn't it reached Heaven Rank?"
Han Feng glanced at Xiao Yan. Why was this kid aiming so high?
"How can Heaven Rank be reached so easily?"
"Oh, oh. But this technique can really evolve. Senior Brother, you must have refined a lot of Heavenly Flames, right?"
"Mm, I already have four."
Han Feng said.
"The reason I'm telling you this is that you should also understand that the 'Flame Mantra' needs to devour Heavenly Flames to evolve, and Heavenly Flames are extremely rare in the world. So if we brothers both cultivate this technique, there might be disputes in the future."
"My idea is to change your cultivation technique while your cultivation is still shallow."
Xiao Yan nodded.
"Since Senior Brother has said so, I can't be ungrateful."
"Hehe, I couldn't tell, you're quite mischievous."
Han Feng laughed.
You know, Xiao Yan in his previous life was a decisive and unwavering "fierce man."
But at that time, he bore a deep hatred, and no one dared to say he was wrong.
"Senior Brother, Teacher told me before that when the Flame Mantra is cultivated to a certain level, one can refine a new body and help him resurrect."
Xiao Yan looked at Han Feng.
"You have already refined four Heavenly Flames. Can you help Teacher resurrect now?"
"Yes, but other things also need to be prepared. Master was a peak Dou Venerate expert when he was alive, so the replacement body and magical beast blood essence cannot be too bad."
"What? Teacher was a Dou Venerate expert!"
Xiao Yan was shocked.
"Didn't he tell you?"
"No!"
"Senior Brother, what grade of alchemist was Teacher?"
"Eighth-grade."
"Hiss..."
Xiao Yan sucked in a breath of cold air.
Teacher was so powerful when he was alive.
Truly terrifying.
"Teacher was so strong. Who killed him back then?"
Xiao Yan muttered there.
"I killed him."
Han Feng said abruptly.
"Ah?"
Xiao Yan was so scared that he stopped in his tracks.
"So Master is unwilling to mention me, because I am a disciple who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors."
Xiao Yan trembled.
It's over.
He knew this suddenly appearing senior brother was not a good person!
He, a small Dou Practitioner, was probably going to be buried in the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
He took him so far away, did he want to pick a good spot?