System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

After saying this, Little Eleven obviously didn't want to continue on this topic, his eyes flickered, and he asked with a sinister smile:

"Master, what do you think of the two of them?"

Behind Su Li and Cheng Xueyi's heart tightened, and they lowered their heads slightly, not daring to meet the cold wind's sweeping eyes.

Han Feng knew it in his heart, but he still followed the former's meaning and said: "Your gaze has always been good."

"That"

"It's the first time you've seen your disciples and grandchildren, don't you mean that?"

Looking at Xiao Eleven who was sticking out his tongue in the mirror, the corner of Hanfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his hand as if he really scratched his nose: "I knew that there was no way to hide gifts, so I naturally prepared them in advance! "

As he said that, Han Feng moved his fingers slightly, and two silver lights flew out from the ring, and slowly landed in front of Su Li and Cheng Xueyi.

"These years, you have been running and managing the Dark Palace. It's been very hard, right? As a master, no matter whether it's the first time we meet, I should express it and accept it!"

After the two took the ring, they quickly saluted and thanked them. At the same time, they quietly found out about the ring, and their hearts were even more shocked.

"and also,"

The cold wind releases two tokens:

"Take these two tokens with you. The imperial city is not peaceful now. With these two tokens, you can act freely. If you can't fight, don't fight. After I deal with those guys, The imperial city will return to your hands to manage."

Su Li opened his mouth, and asked suspiciously: "Master, what is that thing you are talking about?"

Cold Wind looked into the distance, with a gloomy green light shining in his eyes:
"It's a nightmare, a materialized nightmare."

"A long time ago, a demon who cultivated the power of dreams came into this city. He was seriously injured. To recover his strength, he had to absorb other people's nightmares,"

"However, too many people came into the imperial city during this time. A few nights ago, the dream broke out, and a large number of sinful and evil nightmares were born, but he had no strength to control it at all."

"The dream power was out of balance, and he was also backlashed by the exercises, and he died of exhaustion."

"And there are quite a few nightmares, because no one controls and guides them, causing them to combine with the dreamer's spiritual power, true and false, and reality and illusion cannot be distinguished, and gradually materialize."

"Some are like demons and ghosts, they have lost their humanity, and only know how to burn, kill and loot; some are devouring each other, and their strength continues to grow; some hide in the dark, use the dark to act, and feed on living people."

"Fortunately, part of the nightmare dissipated due to instability."

"Although."

The cold wind snorted softly: "Ham, anyway, after realizing this, I set up this layer of white mist barrier to block the flow of personnel from both sides."

Although I had noticed it a long time ago, I just wanted to have fun, but I didn't expect this guy to lose control!

Net looking for trouble!
and also!

Don't ask me why outsiders can still come in.

The question is I forgot.
Han Feng complained a few words in his heart, but on the surface he was still very calm.

"Then later"

Su Li frowned slightly, as if he wanted to ask some questions.

Little Eleven in the mirror flickered for a moment, and hurriedly interrupted what the former wanted to ask. Then, an eagle fell from the sky and landed on his face.

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The three of them silently looked at the hairy little eleven opposite, and smiled awkwardly.

"Since you still have things to deal with over there, hang up the connection, anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities for us to talk in the future!"

"Hey! Okay." Little Eleven didn't hesitate, and then the mirror went black.

"You two,"

Hanfeng waved his hand and let Jingxi return to the secret realm to continue playing.

"There is something that you need to deal with," they clapped their hands lightly, and a set of ancient wooden tables and chairs appeared in front of the three of them.

"Master, please tell us, we are all ears." Su Li and Cheng Xueyi said in unison.

"Yeah" Hanfeng nodded:

"Didn't I bring Tiger King's eldest son Bai Xiaotian in together just now? Just now I wanted him to accompany his father, but this child woke up some nightmares, and now he is facing a life crisis."

"Go and deal with those nightmares. They are not strong, but their illusion skills are superb. As for Bai Xiaotian, it's up to you whether you want to save them or not."

"The token I gave you can release a small dimension of space. Open up the space before dealing with nightmares to prevent waking up more nightmares."

"Go!"

"Yes." Su Li and Cheng Xueyi looked at each other, and left here one after the other.

Witnessing the departure of the two of them, Han Feng looked back and returned to the secret realm in one step. The ring in his hand turned into a small dragon, which flew into the air joyfully, rolling back and forth several times.

In the end, amidst the eyebrows raised by the cold wind, they curled up in a circle, reluctantly falling in front of Mo Han's dantian.

In the secret realm, there are five children who are seriously cultivating there.

The cold wind walked past them slowly without disturbing them.

These five children have their own characteristics and advantages. Hanfeng looked at them with a smile in his eyes, as if he was looking at five unique works of art.

Two are from the center, two are from the west, and one more.
Travel the world without fixed boundaries.

Even if she is a killer.

The south, the east, and the west all have their own manpower now, so the goal is very clear. After dealing with these three parties, he will set off to deal with the north.

If I remember correctly, there seems to be a holy place founded by my disciples there, right?

Waiting for the four corners to be integrated, then go to the center of the vast continent, where most of the holy places of the heavens gather.

What happened there then?
At this point, Han Feng already knew the general situation through the system, but he still needed to find out the details in person.

He took out a set of pens and inks from the ring and stared at the five people not far away. After a while, this scene came into his mind, and Han Feng let out a long breath and began to draw with his pens.

Every time a line of brush and ink is drawn, some rules will fall from the sky and slowly sprinkle on the corresponding person.

The nature of the paintings painted by the former also began to undergo qualitative changes.

One point one skill, one stroke one martial skill.

Originally, it was just an ordinary landscape painting of characters, although the material was far superior to ordinary objects, it did not have the slightest Dao Yun.

But now, this painting is full of various opportunities. It is very likely that if you see it right, a set of exercises or a book of martial arts will appear in your mind. Of course, it may also be useful for current cultivation rich experience.

After finishing the picture scroll, Han Feng frowned slightly, raised his head unsatisfied, and stretched himself.

"Sure enough, after not drawing for such a long time, the quality of today's paintings is still much worse."

The former muttered something, turned his head and saw two of the five children in the distance woke up, and stood aside in a regular manner, as if to listen to his teachings.

Glancing at the power of rules that hadn't been fully integrated on them, he revealed a strange smile.

"Why are you standing here? Are you waiting for me?" Han Feng asked half-jokingly.

"Master was joking, we both just woke up."

"Just now, I encountered a bottleneck in the process of cultivation, so I wanted to ask the master for advice. However, it is not easy to come forward to disturb the master when he sees the painting, so I have to wait on the sidelines."

Lin Xiuer and Yan Ruchen stood aside respectfully, and explained respectfully.

Han Feng nodded, motioning for the two to sit on the two chairs in front of them: "Tell me, what's the problem?"

Yan Ruchen scratched her head:
"Master, at that time you gave me a jade seal containing the luck of the white tiger. Two days ago, I used it to capture the souls of many tiger clans and help them improve their strength, but these two days no matter what I do I called, but there was no answer, I was afraid."

Han Feng tapped on the desk with his fingers, then took out a new scroll, and painted a majestic white tiger on it in one go, then took out a drop of the former's blood, and dripped it on the eyebrow of the white tiger on the picture scroll.

Roar! !

A roar of a tiger that seemed to pass through endless time and space came from the sky.