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"Han Feng!"

"Oh, it's you kid!"

At this moment, Han Feng also turned his head to look left and right, there were two figures, one big and one small.

There is a huge difference in body type between the two, one has a hulking back, a muscular body, and a proper image of a tough guy, while the other is thin and thin, very weak, and very frail.

But two completely different bodies have almost 100% identical faces. The only difference is that the brows of the burly one are slightly upturned, while the brows of the thin one are slightly drooping.

Seeing the real faces of these two clearly, Han Feng was also slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help being surprised.

"Third Lord Wang, Second Uncle Wang!"

The two in front of me are not others, one is Wang Tiegui, the master craftsman of Flying Star Hall, and the other is Wang Fugui, who is on duty in the Book Pavilion.

Han Feng didn't expect the two brothers to fight here. At the moment, both of them are bruised and swollen, their clothes are disheveled, and they are in a mess.

"You two masters, are you competing in martial arts?"

Seeing Han Feng coming, Wang Tiegui was overjoyed, and quickly got up and came forward, pointing at Wang Fugui and complaining: "Han Feng, it's great that you're here, you come to judge, this old thing, I've run out of Hua Zi, Just come and grab mine.

He is so shameless, and keeps talking about the saint, I think, the saint will jump out of the coffin when he sees him! "

Seeing Han Feng present, and being scolded by Wang Tiegui pointing his nose like this, Wang Fugui was furious, wanting to rush forward and swing his "sage's fist", but worried that he would damage his "literati character" in front of Han Feng.

In the end, he had no choice but to blushed, pouted his neck and said, "Sages also want to eat and drink, so why can't they smoke Huazi?"

Wang Tiegui glared his eyes angrily: "Hey, then you smoke your own, why are you stealing mine!"

Wang Fugui blushed and was speechless for a while.

It turned out that ever since Han Feng met Wang Fugui in the Classic Book Pavilion, and gave him a taste of the product of the upper kingdom called "Huazi", Wang Fugui has been obsessed with that taste.

It's a pity that Han Feng only left him a few Huazi, which were quickly exhausted. In the days since then, Wang Fugui has been looking forward to Han Feng's return to the Classic Book Pavilion, but unfortunately he has not waited for him.

In this way, Wang Fugui survived day after day, like an old bachelor who was "once a spring breeze", feeling emptiness and loneliness.

Until a few days ago, Wang Fugui, who was really bored, came to Feixing Hall to visit. He didn't expect to see his third younger brother Wang Tiegui, who was "clicking" and pumping the Huazi he had missed for a long time, and his waist was still bold. There are two big boxes hanging.

This made Wang Fugui envious, so he hurried up to ask for it.

And Wang Tiegui was quite happy to see his second brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, coming, and handed Hua Zi without hesitation.

The two brothers chatted and smoked very leisurely, but it was okay for a day or two. After a long time, Wang Tiegui realized that something was wrong.

This Wang Fugui used to come to the Flying Star Hall a few times throughout the year, but now he "returns from early to late" every day, even more diligent than going to work.

As a result, the Huazi in his pocket is also rapidly consumed, and it seems that he won't be able to survive the end of this month.

Therefore, Wang Tiegui, who was belatedly aware of it, finally began to protect his private property and stopped passing cigarettes to Wang Fugui.

Wang Tiegui's sudden withdrawal of confession caught Wang Fugui off guard. It felt like a "little lover" who had been fighting fiercely, and was suddenly separated from the two places. The dry firewood could not see the fire, so how can I bear it.

So he came up with the words of a sage who said "Zhihu Zheye" and persuaded Wang Tiegui to share Huazi.

However, Wang Tiegui, a blacksmith, doesn't care about the theory of saints, he just eats the weight and is determined, and he is determined not to give it.

Seeing that the other party refused to give it to him when his mouth was worn out, the impatient Wang Fugui finally swung his "Fist of the Saint", and the two brothers staged a "full martial arts".

If it wasn't for Han Feng's sudden appearance here, the two brothers might still be able to compete.

After figuring out what happened, Han Feng was also a little bit dumbfounded. He never expected that because of his own Huazi, the two brothers would fight each other.

Immediately, he didn't say much, and casually sent a few boxes of Huazi to the two to calm down the dispute between the two brothers.

As soon as they saw the Huazi handed over by Han Feng, the two of them immediately showed smiles on their faces, and quickly thanked them for accepting them.

Immediately, the two stopped fighting, and each of the brothers picked up a Huazi, and helped each other light cigarettes, smoking leisurely.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng just calmed down the two brothers.

In the direction of the entrance of the main hall, a figure flashed, and then there was a sound of urgency.

"Third brother, do you have any more of that thing called 'Huazi' you smoked for me that day? Quickly give me some more, and I'll exchange it with you for the elixir!"

Hearing a voice from behind him suddenly, Han Feng turned his head to look, and couldn't help but stare blankly.

I saw that the person who came was a man of medium build, dressed in brocade clothes, with a haughty expression.

This is not surprising, but the appearance of this person is exactly the same as Wang Tiegui and Wang Fugui, only the eyebrows are different.

This person's thick eyebrows are neither upturned nor drooping, but flat "one-word eyebrows".

As soon as the man in the fancy dress entered the hall, he didn't seem to see Han Feng. The wind was blowing under his feet, and his figure spanned dozens of feet in an instant, and he came directly to Wang Tiegui and Wang Fugui.

Seeing that the two men were smoking happily with a Huazi in each of their mouths, he hurried forward to ask for it.

"Quick... you two give me one too."

However, the two brothers held the cigarette case pinned to their waists at the same time and shook their heads repeatedly.

"No!"

Seeing that the two refused to give it, the man in Chinese clothes was a little anxious.

"You two... are too petty, I will use pills or elixir, I will change the head office with you, and you can ask for a price!"

However, the two still shook their heads.

Third Master Wang pointed to Han Feng and said, "Boss, our Hua Zi was given by this little brother, go and beg him!"

"Um……?"

Hearing this, the man in the fancy dress turned his head to look at Han Feng, and then appeared in front of Han Feng in a flash.

Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. From the opponent's movement just now, he could see that this person, like the second and third master Wang, was a master of secrets.

The other party came to Han Feng, without talking nonsense, and said proudly: "Boy, I am the eldest brother of the two of them, Wang Jingui, what did they use to buy your Huazi, you make a price, and I will buy them for ten dollars." Double the amount!"

"Uh... Wang Jingui!"

Well, the three brothers Wang Tiegui, Wang Fugui, and Wang Jingui have all raised their money here.

After Han Feng was slightly taken aback, he took out a box of Huazi directly, handed it to the other party and said, "Uncle Wang, this box of Huazi can be regarded as a gift for the younger generation!"

Seeing this, Wang Jingui didn't accept Han Feng's Hua Zi, raised his eyebrows and said: "Boy, I won't take advantage of the juniors, just tell me how many spirit stones you want, I can double their price!

In addition, you might as well sell me Huazi's formula directly, and the price is up to you! "

Wang Jingui really lived up to his name, at first glance he was the most humble of the three brothers.

However, Han Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm really sorry, my Huazi is only for gift and not for sale!"

In Han Feng's view, Hua Zi has been a "social" item from his past life to this life. Friends and brothers can give it away at will, and strangers and enemies are not for sale. This is also his principle.

Sending the other party a box of flowers is also because this person is the third uncle Wang and the second uncle Wang, and they are brothers.

"Oh……?"

Seeing that Han Feng was neither humble nor overbearing, and his attitude was firm, Wang Jingui finally showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After a little hesitation, he reached out and took a box of Huazi from Han Feng, but handed Han Feng another jade bottle with his backhand.

"These two fifth-grade 'Tiling Pills' are also helpful for star fighters to improve their cultivation base, so let's treat them as a gift from me."

Wang Jingui's move made Han Feng even more surprised, exchanging two fifth-grade elixir for a box of Hua Zi, this Uncle Wang is really rich.

And Wang Jingui, who got a box of Huazi, although a little unwilling, still came to Tiegui and Fugui. The three brothers sat on the steps, swallowing clouds and fog together. The scene was quite strange.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng smiled and shook his head, and immediately greeted the three brothers.

"Three uncles, I have to go to Dan Pavilion again, so I won't accompany you."

After all, Han Feng was about to leave Flying Star Hall.

However, as soon as he heard that Han Feng was going to Dan Pavilion, Wang Jingui called out to stop him.

"Boy, what are you doing in Dan Pavilion?"

Han Feng turned around in surprise, and explained: "Oh... I want to go to the Pill Pavilion to find a master of alchemy and refine a kind of mysterious alchemy."

"Xuan Dan!"

Upon hearing these two words, Wang Jingui's eyes flashed brightly, he hesitated for a moment and said: "There are no more than three people in the Pill Pavilion who can refine profound pills, what kind of pill do you want to refine? Come and listen."

Han Feng heard the words, but showed doubts, hesitating and did not answer the other party.

Seeing the hesitant look on Han Feng's face, Wang Jingui couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Why, you are going to the Pill Pavilion to practice alchemy, but you still can't trust the owner of this pavilion?"

"Uh... Pavilion... Pavilion Master?"

Hearing the other party's claim, Han Feng was stunned.

Wan Jingui curled his lips and said, "I am the master of Dan Pavilion, so why is that so strange?"

Then, he pointed to Wang Fugui and Wang Tiegui beside him and said: "These two guys, one is the master of the Classics Pavilion, and the other is the master of the Flying Star Hall. Why, didn't they tell you?"

Chapter 884 Seeking Dan

"I……"

When Wang Jingui introduced his identity and, incidentally, pointed out the identities of his two brothers, Han Feng froze in place, his expression froze for a moment.

"The master of the Dan Pavilion, the master of the Classics Pavilion, and the master of the Flying Star Hall!"

These three identities echoed in Han Feng's mind, and then his eyes turned to the three unattractive, almost identical brothers in front of him.

There was still a trace of doubt in his heart, but Wang Tiegui said with an indifferent expression while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"The Lord of the Flying Star Hall is just a title. After all, I am a 'breaker', so there is nothing to show off."

Wang Fugui at the side shook the cigarette ash melancholy, nodded in agreement and said, "Saint Yun, a false name is like a floating cloud to me, so what if I am the owner of the Classic Books Pavilion, after all, I am just a person in charge of books."

I go!

Hearing what the two said, the last trace of doubt in Han Feng's heart was completely shattered.

He finally accepted that the three brothers in front of him turned out to be the three big brothers in the "Two Pavilions and Five Palaces" of Tiannan College.

It's not that Han Feng didn't have good eyesight before, it's really the first two who are too low-key!

The owner of the classics pavilion, wearing coarse linen clothes, with a poor face, was still lying to himself in the classics pavilion, and Han Feng thought he was the old man in charge of cleaning in the classics pavilion.

A master of the Flying Star Hall, although imposing, is shirtless all day long, sweating profusely with a hammer, and Han Feng only treats him as a high-level craftsman of the Flying Star Hall, and never beats him. Connect with the Lord of the Flying Star Hall.

Today, Han Feng was taught a good lesson, what is low-key pretentiousness, this is it!

After calming down for a while, Han Feng gradually calmed down, but he turned his attention to Wang Jingui, the master of Dan Pavilion.

Since the master of the alchemy pavilion is present, what kind of alchemist should I go to find? The alchemy technique in front of me must represent the highest level of the alchemy pavilion!

After thinking for a while, Han Feng said directly: "Senior, this junior wants to refine a blind 'Rongxin Pill'."

"Heart Melting Pill?"

Hearing these three words, Wang Jingui fell into deep thought for a while, as if recalling something.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "Could it be that what you are talking about is a kind of mysterious pill that can cure the disease of 'imbalance of the heart orifice' circulated in ancient times?"

Hearing Wang Jingui say that Rongxin Pill is an ancient Xuan Pill, Han Feng couldn't help admiring the other party's knowledge.

As for the other party saying that it is to treat the disease of "imbalance of the heart orifices", they don't know the true effect of the Rongxin Pill, which can close the ninth orifice of a person born with nine orifices. How many people can fully grasp it.

With joy in his heart, Han Feng nodded quickly, "It's this pill."

Seeing Han Feng's affirmative response, Wang Jingui couldn't help being a little surprised and said, "But I remember that this kind of ancient Xuan Dan has long been lost."

Han Feng nodded, but explained in this way: "Under chance, the younger generation once got the formula of this pill from an ancient book. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, but there are relatives in my family who got this pill." The strange disease of unbalanced mind orifices.

Based on the principle of giving it a try, the junior still collected all the medicinal materials according to the prescription. "

With that said, Han Feng directly took out a jade slip and handed it to Wang Jingui.

"Let's see, senior, this is the pill recipe I reproduced from an ancient book."

After Xian'er taught the formula of Rongxin Pill, Han Feng engraved it on a jade slip.

When Wang Jingui heard that it was the formula of Harmonious Heart Pill, he also hurriedly reached out to take it.

Immediately, I saw Wang Jingui holding the jade slip in his hand, his eyes gleaming, and a majestic spiritual pressure was released inadvertently.

Han Feng only felt a shock, the mental power inside the altar produced a strong sense of oppression, Han Feng already guessed that the spiritual power of the Lord of the Alchemy Pavilion in front of him might have reached the "returning to one state" "The "gathering gods" above.

With the power of his divine sense, Wang Jingui carefully examined the prescription of the Melting Heart Pill, but his expression became more and more dignified.