Wind Lightning Mountain Range.
In the area where the main pavilion of the Wind Lightning Pavilion is located, thunderbolts fell from the sky, hitting the ridges covered with silver branches, leaving various thunder marks, adding a touch of overbearing and magnificent aura to this mountain range that originally stored a large amount of thunder energy.
At this time, there was still nearly a month before the start of the Four Pavilions Grand Competition, but many cultivators from outer regions had already settled in the main urban area outside the Wind Lightning Mountain Range, ready to step onto the Wind Lightning Pavilion at any time to meet with a group of young geniuses.
To be qualified to step onto the stage of the Four Pavilions, one must meet two conditions: under thirty years old, and cultivation above Three-Star Dou Emperor.
Such a cultivator is already considered a genius, even placed in major sects, they are emerging talents.
Han Feng took Xiao Yan and the others deep into the Wind Lightning Mountain Range and selected a place with rich thunder energy for pre-competition training.
"The power of thunder is a relatively violent power. Adapting in advance will help you perform better in the competition."
Xiao Yan curiously looked at the giant silver thunder trees around. In the thunder mountain range, verdant green colors could rarely be seen; they were all this kind of plants carrying a rich thunder aura.
"Senior Brother, how do we adapt to the power of thunder?"
Xiao Yan asked.
"Very simple."
Han Feng looked at a lightning bolt accumulating in the sky, then pulled it over with one move and slapped it directly onto Xiao Yan.
"Ahhhhh!"
Xiao Yan screamed repeatedly, his body shaking wildly, and his hair instantly became fluffy.
"Just adapt slowly like this."
Xiao Yan opened his mouth, and a puff of black smoke came out.
"Senior Brother... next time can you let me prepare?"
Han Feng nodded.
"The next one is coming; get ready."
"Wait? So fast?"
Boom!
A thunderbolt as thick as a water bucket fell again, and Xiao Yan screamed again.
"Qingluan, your turn."
Han Feng didn't favor one over the other.
"Senior Brother, I'll do it myself."
Mu Qingluan was somewhat afraid of the lightning in Han Feng's hand. She gritted her teeth, actively flew into the sky, and used vigorous Dou Qi to attract the thunder in the air for body tempering.
Seeing this, Han Feng didn't force her. Qingluan is now at the Dou Ancestor level. Even without thunder body tempering, the probability of winning in the Four Pavilions is quite high.
So Han Feng turned to look at Xiao Yan and said: "Junior Brother, let's continue."
"No, Senior Brother, I can't take it anymore!"
Xiao Yan quickly waved his hands to resist.
Han Feng took out a pill, flicked it into Xiao Yan's mouth, then grabbed Xiao Yan, preparing to give him separate special training.
Night.
Han Feng threw Xiao Yan into a medicinal bath for recovery. Xiao Yan in the pool twitched his limbs from time to time, as if he hadn't recovered from the feeling of thunder stimulation.
"Junior Brother, your talent is not bad, but unfortunately your physique is a bit lacking. If you want to advance to Dou Ancestor later, the hardship you suffer won't be less than now."
Han Feng sent out the Nine Dragon Lightning Gang Fire, which condensed into a thunder clone beside him.
"For the next month, let him continue body tempering by your side. This is a rare opportunity to make a name, and you are now representing Teacher's disciple to fight."
Xiao Yan, soaking in the pool water, nodded.
"Senior Brother, I won't lose face for the Falling Star Pavilion, for Teacher."
Han Feng smiled gently: "Just do your best. The face of the Falling Star Pavilion is not that easy to lose."
The next day, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er and left the Wind Lightning Mountain Range, heading northwest.
"Teacher, where are we going now?"
Lin Xian'er asked.
"Take a stroll in the Northern Region Great Wasteland. I remember there are a few hidden places there with some spiritual medicines."
The Northern Region Great Wasteland is a relatively desolate place in the Northern Region of the Central Plains. It is sparsely populated, with only some magical beasts with strong resistance surviving.
In his previous life, when Han Feng traveled the continent, he crossed the entire wasteland and found some treasures.
Although those treasures are not of much use to the current Han Feng, they can be left for Xian'er to use.
Moreover... another purpose of this trip is to find the treasure left by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.
In Han Feng's mind, a mysterious map emerged. This is what he got after refining ninety percent of the Demon Saint Essence Blood before.
Although the map didn't clearly indicate the location, after the puppets' search over the past two years, several similar locations were found.
Among them is the Northern Region Great Wasteland.
Unfortunately, the map exists in a special form. To know the exact treasure location, he needs to be there personally and sense it through the mysterious map in his mind to find it.
Han Feng took Lin Xian'er to the entrance of the wasteland. There is a dividing line here; going north is the wasteland area. There is also a signpost by the road reminding people entering to bring enough helpers and be careful of magical beast attacks.
These obstacles are naturally not a problem for Han Feng. The people below seeing powerhouses walking in the air only had envious looks in their eyes.
Dou Ancestor powerhouses can travel unimpeded anywhere.
Only by stepping into Dou Ancestor can one have such an honor in the Central Plains.
Dou Emperors might be considered strong elsewhere, but in the Central Plains, they are just ordinary experts.
Following his memory, Han Feng planned the route and first went to several places where special spiritual medicines grew to pick them.
Plants in the wasteland are scarce, but not completely devoid of spiritual plants. Moreover, plants that can grow in this harsh environment cannot be seen elsewhere, so they are even rarer. However, due to time, some spiritual plants seemed to have been eaten by magical beasts or picked by other treasure hunters, so Han Feng only harvested a part of the treasures in his memory.
After picking the spiritual medicines, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er to a poison swamp. This kind of place is relatively characteristic in the wasteland. The toxicity accumulated over a long time cannot be imitated by simple poison weed matching.
Lin Xian'er cultivated with the help of the poison gas here and successfully advanced to Eight-Star Dou Ancestor.
She had originally reached this critical point, searched for poison weeds and cultivated in the Heaven Eye Mountain Range for a while, and now came to the poison swamp, so the breakthrough was a matter of course.
During Lin Xian'er's cultivation time, Han Feng was not idle either. He released a soul clone and quickly searched in the Northern Region Great Wasteland. Unfortunately, in the end, he didn't find the location on the map. Instead, he found a few rare spiritual medicines, but this was not enough to make Han Feng happy.
"Let's go back."
Han Feng returned to the poison swamp, looking at Lin Xian'er who had completed the breakthrough, and said.
"Teacher, are you looking for something?"
Lin Xian'er asked.
Han Feng nodded.
"Unfortunately, I didn't find it. I can only look elsewhere."
"Then I'll help Teacher look!"
Lin Xian'er said.
"Forget it, it's just an illusory thing, can't delay important business because of it."
Han Feng waved his hand and rejected Lin Xian'er's proposal.
So many puppets couldn't find it; what can a little girl like you do.
Moreover, no one knows what is on the map left by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint. In case of danger, that would be bad.
Puppets don't matter, destroy them if they are destroyed. If something happens to Lin Xian'er, Han Feng will definitely be affected.
"Let's go. The Four Pavilions Grand Competition should be starting soon; we can't be late."
Han Feng took Lin Xian'er and rushed towards the Wind Lightning Pavilion.
Wind Lightning Mountain Range, Wind Lightning East Pavilion. A group of teenagers stepped onto the mountain gate. Their faces were high-spirited, seemingly having full confidence in themselves, wanting to show their skills in the upcoming grand competition and make a name in the Central Plains.
At the foot of the mountain, densely packed people waiting in line to visit were also very enthusiastic. This is the Four Pavilions Grand Competition. Not only can you see the strongest geniuses from various forces with your own eyes, but you can also catch a glimpse of the demeanor of Dou Venerate powerhouses.
Usually, there is no such opportunity!
The reason it is held in the Northern Region this time is because the winner of the last Four Pavilions Grand Competition was the Wind Lightning Pavilion.
If the Falling Star Pavilion wins this time, then the next grand competition will be held in the Southern Region.
Such an event spanning the entire Central Plains, although not as authoritative as the Pill Tower Pill Gathering, is also a rare grand event in the Central Plains.
After Han Feng and Lin Xian'er arrived, they didn't go up the mountain directly but went deep into the Wind Lightning Mountain Range to find Xiao Yan and Mu Qingluan.
Boom! Boom!
The Wind Lightning Mountain Range accumulates thunder all year round, so the scene of lightning falling from the sky didn't attract the attention of the Wind Lightning Pavilion.
Xiao Yan tempered his body with sky thunder on the mountain peak. Having initially adapted to the thunder, his upper body was bare, and his strong muscles reflected streaks of lightning.
"Thunder Plow Duck Neck!"
Xiao Yan shouted loudly and hit a lightning bolt in the sky head-on. Boom!
A fist flashing with fire and lightning actually forcefully shattered a thunderbolt.
"What is he shouting?"
Lin Xian'er looked confused.
Han Feng shook his head and flew towards Xiao Yan, who was in high spirits.
"Junior Brother."
Xiao Yan was stunned and looked back at Han Feng.
"Senior Brother, you're back?"
"En."
Han Feng smiled: "Was the move just now a Dou Technique you created yourself?"
Xiao Yan scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly. He didn't expect his chuunibyou scene to be seen by Senior Brother.
"Uh... yes."
He said, biting the bullet.
"It seems you prefer close combat."
Han Feng commented.
"Alright, the Four Pavilions Grand Competition is about to start. Let's wrap up the cultivation here for now."
Han Feng raised his hand, and above the thunderclouds, the clone of the Nine Dragon Lightning Gang Fire flew back into his hand.
"Where's Qingluan?"
"She's over there!"
Xiao Yan pointed and then snitched.
"Senior Brother, Qingluan is so lazy. As soon as you left, she started slacking off!"
"What did you say?"
A ball of cyan Dou Qi suddenly emerged behind Xiao Yan, and Mu Qingluan walked out of it expressionlessly.
"No... nothing."
Xiao Yan turned his head mechanically and saw that terrifying pretty face.
Mu Qingluan pulled out a murderous smile, then cracked her knuckles.
"Senior Brother, save me!"
Xiao Yan quickly hid behind Han Feng.
"Alright, whatever the matter is, talk about it later. Save some energy to use in the Four Pavilions Grand Competition."
Han Feng stopped the bullying and simultaneously thought in his heart that it was time to improve Little Junior Brother's combat power.
The Burning Flame Valley's "Sky Fire Three Profound Change" is quite suitable for a fire-attribute cultivator like Xiao Yan; it's very good for short-term outbursts.
Unfortunately, his "Fire God Change" requires the Fire God Body to activate; otherwise, his "Fire God Change" would naturally be better.
Han Feng planned to take Xiao Yan to the Burning Flame Valley to practice the secret technique after the Four Pavilions Grand Competition.
As for whether the Burning Flame Valley agrees, as a dignified Dou Saint, would he be afraid of not having anything to exchange?
The four left the depths of the Wind Lightning Mountain Range and soon arrived at the Wind Lightning East Pavilion.
The sharp-eyed Mu Qingluan quickly spotted the team of the Falling Star Pavilion.
The person leading the team was neither Feng Xian nor Yao Chen, but an elder at the Dou Ancestor realm.
"Let's go too."
Mu Qingluan flew to the main gate of the Wind Lightning Pavilion. Just glancing at the guard, the other party bowed respectfully.
They couldn't afford to provoke powerhouses stepping on the void.
Neither Han Feng nor Lin Xian'er planned to participate in the competition, so they didn't need to test their bone age and went directly to the spectator seats.
Only Xiao Yan honestly went through a series of tests and walked to the contestants' resting platform.
"Wow, so many people!"
Xiao Yan looked around and found that there really were quite a few geniuses in the Central Plains.
Three-Star Dou Emperor powerhouses under thirty years old were something unimaginable in the Jia Ma Empire.
"Hmm? Brother Feng!"
Xiao Yan looked closely and found a person standing not far away. Isn't that Feng Guang?
Feng Guang's keen perception noticed someone staring at him continuously. He turned his head, met Xiao Yan's gaze, and froze instantly.
"Brother Xiao?"
"You also came to participate in the Four Pavilions Grand Competition?"
Xiao Yan walked over with a smile.
"I thought with your cautious nature, you wouldn't get involved in this kind of thing."
Feng Guang looked at Xiao Yan resentfully.
"I didn't expect that in Brother Xiao's heart, I am actually a timid person?"
"Aren't you?"
Xiao Yan looked puzzled.
Feng Guang: ...
"Let's not talk about this. Brother Xiao lied to me so miserably before!"
Feng Guang said.
"How did I lie to you? I really didn't participate in the assessment."
"But you had a predetermined quota!"
Feng Guang's eyebrows twitched wildly.
"Cough cough, it's all because the elders in the sect favor me."
Xiao Yan smiled and said.
"By the way, which sect is Brother Xiao a disciple of?"
Feng Guang asked curiously.
"Falling Star Pavilion."
Xiao Yan didn't hide it this time. Anyway, it would definitely be revealed during the competition later.
"So it's the Falling Star Pavilion!"
Feng Guang sighed, his tone involuntarily carrying some respect.
That's the sect with the Medicine Saint!
Seeing Feng Guang's reverent attitude towards the Falling Star Pavilion, Xiao Yan also felt honored.
I must perform well in the competition later!
"Brother Xiao, how do you feel after soaking in the Heaven Mountain Blood Pool?"
Feng Guang asked.
"It's okay, barely broke through two stars."
Xiao Yan said with a calm face.
The corner of Feng Guang's mouth twitched slightly.
As expected of you... starting to put on an act with me again.
"Brother Xiao is really amazing. At first, I was one star higher than you, and in a blink of an eye, you are one star higher than me."
Xiao Yan laughed: "Just a fluke."
Dong!
While the two were chatting, a loud bell rang from the towering pavilion not far away.
"Welcome everyone to the Wind Lightning Pavilion to participate in this session of the Four Pavilions Grand Competition."
A heavy voice came from the sky, accompanied by a purple lightning bolt, and Venerate Lei descended on the main seat of the high platform.