Han Feng took the manuscript, stunned at first by the five words at the beginning, then quickly browsed through it.
"This is... a cultivation technique?"
The Empress nodded.
"It should be the legacy left by Basalt on the Dou Qi Continent. The Divine Emissary Vermilion Bird also left a similar cultivation technique called the 'Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture'."
"'Vermilion Bird Pure World Scripture'?"
"Mm, this is also the inherited cultivation technique of my Sikong family."
Han Feng nodded.
He continued to observe the words on the manuscript, only feeling that this "Basalt Heavenly Ancestor Sutra" was incredibly profound.
Preliminarily estimated, it was at least Heaven Rank.
At this time, the Empress picked up the Basalt turtle shell and lit the Nanming Li Fire in her hand.
"Besides this cultivation technique, there are also some secrets on the turtle shell."
Han Feng looked at the turtle shell and saw a mysterious starry sky pattern lit up on the turtle shell under the drive of the Nanming Li Fire.
"This is... starry sky coordinates?"
"Correct."
Sikong Chan said.
"These coordinates should hide Basalt's secrets."
Sikong Chan returned the turtle shell to Han Feng.
"Where did you get the Basalt legacy?"
She asked curiously.
"Northwest Continent."
"The north..."
Sikong Chan mused.
"Does the Northwest Continent have a place similar to the Purple Shattered Ruins?"
"That, it doesn't."
Han Feng also realized at this time that if Basalt went to the Northwest Continent, it meant that the evil race had also invaded the Northwest Continent back then.
Why is there no trace of the great war left in the current Northwest Continent?
Was it completely annihilated? Or did another expert take action and expel it?
Han Feng subconsciously thought of the "Tou She Ancient God." After all, the current Northwest Continent was the place where this Dou God left his legacy.
Back then, the Tou She Ancient God must have also stayed in the Northwest Continent.
"Speaking of which, when I discovered the Basalt remains, I also discovered traces of the White Tiger."
Han Feng changed his mind and mentioned this matter as well.
He lacked understanding of these ancient matters, so he might as well ask the Empress.
"White Tiger?"
Sikong Chan looked at Han Feng in surprise.
What kind of luck do you have?
A Basalt legacy isn't enough, adding a White Tiger too?
"Don't look at me with such envious eyes. I was almost seriously injured by it."
Han Feng gave a bitter smile and told the embarrassing story.
"In the memory image left by Basalt, it said that the White Tiger betrayed and killed Basalt, then fled to another place."
"What?!"
Sikong Chan was dumbfounded.
Basalt died, White Tiger betrayed?
What kind of epic joke is this?
In her worldview, the other three spirit beasts alongside the Vermilion Bird were all god-like existences, descending to the world to save the Dou Qi Continent.
How could such heroic figures do such despicable things?
Seeing Sikong Chan so surprised, Han Feng asked, "Didn't the Vermilion Bird leave any relevant information?"
Sikong Chan shook her head, then glanced at Han Feng.
"During my reign, the only time I saw the Divine Emissary Vermilion Bird was at the Purple Shattered Ruins, and the Divine Emissary Vermilion Bird was talking to you."
"Ah? Is that so?"
Han Feng said awkwardly.
He recalled, and it seemed to be true.
"However, it is recorded in historical books that the White Tiger was the kindest of the four spirit beasts. He did not hesitate to damage his source to completely solve the evil demon strongholds scattered all over the Dou Qi Continent. His contribution to that war was second only to the Ancient God, and even on par with the Azure Dragon."
"Kind?"
Han Feng was surprised to hear these records.
If the records in the historical books were correct, then it would be incredible for the White Tiger to do something like betrayal.
"The answer may only be known to them."
Sikong Chan regained her composure.
Although the news brought by Han Feng was a bit shocking, it had no practical impact on her now.
The grievances of that generation were not for her to consider.
"Anyway, this cultivation technique is real, so it's worth it."
Sikong Chan said.
Han Feng nodded and put away the turtle shell and the manuscript.
He had gained a lot from this trip to the Nanli Empire, and his goals had been achieved.
Top-tier eighth-tier magical beast blood essence, the secret of the Basalt turtle shell text.
Although the Empress's attitude was a bit strange at first, she didn't push back at all when helping, and was very cooperative.
Reciprocity. The nine-colored Pill Lightning quality Nine Revolutions Saint Pill was a token of Han Feng's appreciation.
"Are you leaving?"
Sikong Chan asked suddenly.
Han Feng paused just as he was about to lift his foot.
"Ahem, I didn't reserve much time this time, so I have to go back."
Sikong Chan laughed lightly. "When have you ever reserved enough time for me?"
Han Feng said somewhat awkwardly, "Next time, definitely next time."
Sikong Chan sighed. "Alright then. The King of the South has a myriad of things to attend to. It's normal to have no time."
Listening to the Empress's slightly sarcastic tone, Han Feng was helpless.
"Your Majesty should cultivate hard. Don't wait for the day when I surpass you."
Sikong Chan's phoenix eyes narrowed.
"It seems the King of the South is very confident!"
Han Feng smiled slightly.
"Looking at it now, it's hard to say."
"Good, I'll wait."
Sikong Chan raised her head slightly, her eyes full of fighting spirit.
Han Feng turned and waved his hand, tearing open a rift in the space in front of him.
"Goodbye, Your Majesty."
Sikong Chan watched Han Feng disappear before her eyes, taking a deep breath and adjusting her state.
I hope that when we meet again, both you and I can get what we wish for.
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Returning to the Falling Star Pavilion, Han Feng saw Yao Chen meditating.
"Master, the things have been collected."
"So fast?"
Yao Chen opened his eyes and looked at Han Feng in disbelief.
How long has it been?
He hasn't reminisced enough yet!
"The time is set for three days later. Master can prepare."
Yao Chen nodded blankly.
The news came too suddenly, and he was caught off guard.
But this is a good thing!
Yao Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, circulated the Soul Mantra, and began to condense spiritual qi to regulate his state.
Just right. In this way, before Feng Xian returns, he can complete the resurrection and won't have to face him as a soul body.
Han Feng came alone to the interior of the Star Tower in the back mountain. This place connected to the stars. If one wanted to go to the boundless void, it was a good entrance.
Now among Han Feng's treasures, there were two things related to the boundless void.
One was the mysterious golden page obtained in the Jia Ma Imperial Family's treasury back then, and the other was the starry sky coordinates revealed on the turtle shell.
Back then, Han Feng wasn't strong enough, so he wasn't qualified to enter the void to explore, but now that he had broken through to Dou Venerate, he already had the ability to explore.
The mysterious golden page was extremely sturdy. Even now, Han Feng couldn't damage it, indicating that the treasure behind it was left by a mighty figure at least at the Half-Saint level or above.
And the coordinates of the Basalt turtle shell might also hide another legacy of Basalt.
Both of these things were of extraordinary value. When he had time, Han Feng planned to go to the boundless void to look for treasures.
If he found something good, it would be an extra joy.
Inside the Star Tower, Han Feng took out the medicinal ingredients one by one and began to refine the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill.
According to the description on the pill formula, the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill belonged to the peak seventh-grade level, with the potential to step into the eighth grade.
In other words, as long as the alchemy skill level was sufficient, this seventh-grade pill could be refined into an eighth-grade one.
When refining this pill for Yao Tianhuo back then, Han Feng had already accomplished this feat.
Now refining this pill again, Han Feng was even more adept.
Outside the Falling Star Pavilion, there was a Starry Sky Array isolating it, making it difficult for heavenly thunder to capture. Therefore, under Han Feng's control, it didn't cause too much commotion inside the Falling Star Pavilion. He released the Sky Demon Puppets in advance. Once thunder gathered in the sky outside the array, they would absorb it domineeringly.
In the end, the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill of seven-colored Pill Lightning quality was officially released.
Not all pills could be refined to nine-colored Pill Lightning. Being able to achieve seven-colored Pill Lightning for the Bone Generating and Blood Fusing Pill was already extremely rare, even incredible.
Outside the Starry Sky Array, several Sky Demon Puppets unceremoniously divided up the heavenly thunder, swallowing it into their bellies and eating their fill.
However, they didn't return immediately, but focused their gazes, staring closely at the clouds again.
Inside the Star Tower, the Myriad Beasts Cauldron was quickly cleaned by the Sea Heart Flame, and began to refine the second pill.
This second pill was for providing energy.
Named "Heaven and Earth Qi Storage Pill."
This was a pill Han Feng prepared as a backup.
In case the heaven and earth energy needed for promotion was insufficient after Yao Chen's resurrection, this pill could play the role of replenishing heaven and earth energy.
The principle was simple: compressing a large amount of energy into this pill.
Categorized by grade, it belonged to the mid-level eighth-grade pill, but its potential could rival the peak of the eighth grade.
Due to different alchemy techniques, the amount of heaven and earth energy that could be compressed varied. The effect of the refined "Heaven and Earth Qi Storage Pill" could vary greatly.
Some could replenish the heaven and earth energy of a nine-star Dou Venerate level with just one pill, while others could only replenish the heaven and earth energy of a three-star Dou Venerate level with one pill.
The difference can be imagined.
Outside the Starry Sky Array, the Sky Demon Puppets watched the continuously accumulating thunder in the thunderclouds and swarmed forward.
They assumed a unique combined attack formation structure and stood above the Star Tower.
This time, even with the isolation of the great array, the disciples in the Falling Star Pavilion still felt the fluctuation of energy.
They all came to the open space to watch the energy storm above the Star Tower in the back mountain.
Yao Chen stopped cultivating at this time, walked out of the room, and looked up at the sky.
"Such power. Can you already refine pills with nine-colored Pill Lightning?"
Yao Chen sighed deeply.
It seemed he had nothing left to teach this disciple.
Strange, how exactly did Han Feng reach his current realm in just a few decades without his guidance?
Could it be that someone else was teaching him?
Yao Chen couldn't help but guess.
He couldn't help but suspect. Without the guidance of a famous teacher, cultivation might be one thing, but alchemy absolutely could not have such great progress.
Yao Chen always felt that the current Han Feng was covered by a layer of mist, making him impossible to see through.
A moment later, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the golden light on the Sky Demon Puppets became even more dazzling.
Han Feng came out of the Star Tower and recalled the seven Sky Demon Puppets.
He had to admit that the Sky Demon Puppets were really useful, especially when facing Pill Lightning. They could both block and absorb the power of heavenly thunder.
Why didn't he discover such a useful thing in his previous life?
With a simple sweep of his soul power, Han Feng found that after this lightning strike, the Sky Demon Puppets had improved significantly again. One of them had reached the realm of a three-star Dou Venerate.
This was already more powerful than a normal cultivator cultivating for several years.
Since the materials of these Sky Demon Puppets were relatively average, three-star Dou Venerate might be their limit.
Unless Han Feng processed them further and refined them again, that would be a different matter.
Light flickered in Han Feng's eyes.
If this forbidden method fell into the hands of demons and heretics, they would probably refine it endlessly.
There was no other reason. This mode of alchemy plus weapon refining made it too easy to improve the strength of subordinates.
It would be effortless to form a first-class faction comparable to the Four Pavilions.
Other alchemists didn't have Han Feng's superb alchemy skills, so the energy of the Pill Lightning would be greatly reduced, and there wouldn't be such terrifying improvements, but accumulating little by little, they could also achieve great things.
"This kind of dangerous thing is better kept by me."
Han Feng waved his big hand and put the Sky Demon Puppets into his sleeve.
At this time, two days had passed. He would rest tonight, and tomorrow he could start resurrecting Yao Chen.
At night, Mu Qingluan came to the door.
"Senior Brother, I knew it was you!"
She knew Han Feng was a very powerful alchemist. The fluctuations just now, in the entire Falling Star Pavilion, only he could emit.
"Why did you sneak into the Star Tower?"
Mu Qingluan ran to Han Feng's bedside, propping her chin with both hands, and asked.
Han Feng glanced at his smiling little junior sister.
"What sneaking? I went in openly and honestly."
"Hmph, but you didn't tell me. I thought someone had broken into the Star Tower!"
Mu Qingluan looked like a little housekeeper.
"Alright, alright, I'll definitely tell you next time."
Han Feng said helplessly.
In his previous life, he was the boss of the Falling Star Pavilion. In this life, he had been absent for too long, so this "boss" became Mu Qingluan.
Han Feng suddenly reached out and pinched his little junior sister's nose.
"Ah!"
Mu Qingluan screamed and jumped away quickly.
"Senior Brother!"
She shouted, both ashamed and angry.
Han Feng laughed loudly.
It was quite interesting to tease his little junior sister when he had nothing to do.
Mu Qingluan stomped her foot and ran out.
Although she could naturally give orders as the Eldest Senior Sister in front of other disciples.
But in front of Han Feng, her advantage was gone instantly.
Mu Qingluan poked her head slightly from the window and looked at Han Feng.
"Senior Brother, can I come to find you tomorrow?"
"Not tomorrow."
"Ah..."
Mu Qingluan pouted.
"The day after tomorrow is fine."
"Yay!"
"Then I'll come the morning after tomorrow!"
Mu Qingluan said giggling.
She had said before that she wanted her senior brother to spend more time with her. She didn't expect Han Feng to come back so soon.
It seemed Senior Brother Han took her words to heart.
Mu Qingluan hopped back to her room.
She was not old, a prodigy of the Sky Luan clan. She had taken secret medicine to transform since childhood and came to the Falling Star Pavilion to apprentice.
Now her figure hadn't fully developed yet, so she was somewhat petite.
Mu Qingluan asked herself, it seemed Senior Brother Han was indeed more like a "Young Pavilion Master" than her.
Forget it, forget it. If Senior Brother Han officially stayed in the Falling Star Pavilion in the future, she would manage the Falling Star Pavilion with him.
Senior Brother Han would definitely take good care of her.
Mu Qingluan fantasized about the future.