The Ancient Vast Realm

Yin Mo looked at Feng Xuan who was slowly returning to normal, but did not ask what he was thinking. No matter whether Feng Xuan was from that clan or not, he only knew that he was his junior brother.

Yin Mo was also very clear that the more he knew about some things, the worse it would be for him or Feng Xuan.

"I told you so much because you are about to go to the War City, where you may have the opportunity to meet many people from the human race. You should have a good idea about those people. Although I know that you are very powerful now, you should know that even in the same realm, there are many people who are stronger than you.

The second reason is that I am afraid that you will attract the attention of some people. If someone tries to win you over, you can judge the pros and cons by yourself. What my senior brother wants to tell you is that you can take the benefits, but don't make promises.

The ups and downs of life are inevitable, and the cause and effect are difficult to cut off. I believe you can understand the truth."

Yin Mo shook the folding fan in his hand and looked at the Nanhuang City under his feet, with a hint of meaning.

Listening to Yin Mo's words, Feng Xuan rubbed his head and felt a headache for a while.

"I know, but if I accept their kindness, can I take it all?"

Although Feng Xuan understood Yin Mo's words, he was a little confused about the benefits he mentioned. In his opinion, since he accepted the kindness of others, it was equivalent to accepting the cause and effect of the other party.

"It's different. Some resources are nothing to those big families. Just take it. You are in a different position now, and you have to look at things differently.

Accepting their benefits only represents goodwill, not promises, and most forces only want an attitude, so you don't have to have any burden in your heart.

Of course, if it does not involve your own interests, helping out a little and expressing some goodwill appropriately is not a bad thing. The power behind these big families, even in this holy land, should not be underestimated."

Yin Mo knew that Feng Xuan grew up in the simple Xuanying tribe since he was a child, so he was not surprised by such questions, but explained them to Feng Xuan in detail.

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Cangqi Palace

"Your Highness, this is what you want"

In a wide hall, a bronze cauldron was suspended in the air, and below it was a blazing underground fire. The heat waves swept through every corner of the hall. If an ordinary person were here, he would have been cooked by the terrifying temperature.

Tieshan stood behind Feng Xuan and handed over a ring respectfully.

Feng Xuan did not look back. He controlled the cauldron and the underground fire below with one hand, and controlled the ring in Tieshan's hand to fly out with the other hand, and put it directly on his finger.

"Your Highness, according to your instructions, the wild beast corpse and the alien demon leader you gave have been exchanged to the holy land, and a total of about 450,000 contribution points have been obtained. Among them, the exchange for the lower-grade holy artifact Qingyue Silkworm Clothes cost 410,000 contributions. As for the other natural treasures, they have been placed in the space."

Seeing that Feng Xuan did not seem to have the intention to check, Tieshan could not help but speak carefully.

"Shan Bo, I am at ease with you doing things, so there is no need to be so... up!"

Hearing Tieshan's words, Feng Xuan shook his head and said indifferently.

Suddenly, his eyes condensed, and he raised his hand suddenly. The treasure cover on the bronze tripod flew out with a bang, and a red light emerged. Several blood-colored pills mixed with a little gold flew out, and a medicinal fragrance that made people's blood boil came immediately.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, the pill is a success!"

Seeing this scene, Tieshan hurriedly congratulated.

Feng Xuan took several pills that were entangled in his hands and looked at the patterns in them.

This is the Red Blood Spirit Pill that Feng Xuan refined with the royal blood of the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, the sandstorm locust king, and many spiritual medicines. It is a spiritual pill that can make warriors burst out in a short time.

"It's a pity that there are only two sixth-grade Red Blood Spirit Pills, and the rest are all fourth-grade."

Feng Xuan sealed the two sixth-grade spiritual pills into wax pills with some regret, put them in the jade bottle, and threw the rest directly to Tieshan behind him.

For him now, only the sixth-grade Red Blood Spirit Pill can still be of some use. As for the fourth-grade pill, it doesn't matter whether he eats it or not.

Tieshan took a few fourth-grade pills skillfully and was about to put them into the space device specially used to buy various items for Feng Xuan, ready to wait for the right time to exchange them for contribution points.

"Shan Bo, keep these Red Blood Spirit Pills for yourself, don't sell them."

Feng Xuan placed the big tripod steadily on the ground, dispersed the ground fire in the hall, and said lightly.

"Your Highness, it's rare for me to go out, and this pill is almost useless. Let's exchange it for contribution points?"

Tieshan hesitated. In his opinion, he didn't go out for many years, and it seemed that this kind of battle pill was almost impossible for him to use.

"Keep it, just in case you can use it one day"

Feng Xuan chuckled and didn't explain too much.

His Red Blood Spirit Pills are different from ordinary Red Blood Spirit Pills. Although they are only of the fourth grade, they are made from the blood of the royal family of the Sandstorm Locust. Not only are the sequelae after the explosion smaller, but the explosion time is also incomparable to ordinary Red Blood Spirit Pills.

The two of them walked slowly out of the hall until they came to the wide martial arts arena.

"Shan Bo, while I am away, Cangqi Palace will be handed over to you. If I die, you can go back to Moyu Palace. I have already made an agreement with my senior brother."

Feng Xuan stopped and stood at the edge of the martial arts arena. He looked at the remaining clouds in the sky and suddenly said.

Hearing Feng Xuan's words, Tieshan, who had been silent all the time, changed his expression, and quickly knelt down and said to Feng Xuan nervously:

"Your Highness, don't say such unlucky words. You are blessed with great fortune and will definitely return safely!"

Tieshan looked a little terrified, as if he was uneasy about what Feng Xuan said.

Since he came to Cangqi Palace, although he was just an old steward in the palace and a servant, he had never seen Feng Xuan treat him as a servant. Feng Xuan had always been very good to him.

Although the time in Cangqi Palace was just a flash compared to his hundreds of years of life, in the heart of Tieshan, who had almost no worries, he had long regarded Cangqi Palace as his home and Feng Xuan as the only person he served.

"Don't be nervous, Shanbo, I'm just saying a possibility. Maybe, as you said, I can return safely!"

Looking at Tieshan's increasingly uneasy and terrified look, Feng Xuan hurriedly helped him up and said with a wry smile.

He didn't expect that Tieshan would react like this to just one sentence, which made him feel a little touched.

"Your Highness, you are a child of destiny, a child of luck, and no disaster can invade you!"

Tieshan stood up tremblingly with the help of Feng Xuan. For some reason, he suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before, and recited it.

"Hmm? No disaster can invade you..."

Feng Xuan heard Shanbo's words and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if the Disaster Sutra that was stuck in a bottleneck was also shaken a little.

"Shanbo, where did you hear this sentence?"