As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

In just one breath, Zhuyunzhou took Fang Han from the top of the mountain thousands of feet to the foot of the mountain.

Song Yuanhe in Zhaoquan Pavilion felt the powerful spiritual energy fluctuation outside the pavilion and immediately walked out of the pavilion.

"Fellow Taoist Yuan He!"

When Fang Han saw Song Yuanhe walking out of Zhaoquan Pavilion, he gave him a fist, and then jumped down from the Zhuyun Boat.

"It turns out it's Fellow Daoist Niu. I thought it was another fellow Daoist Foundation Establishment who came to Zhaoquan Pavilion to catch up with me and reminisce about old times!"

"Come, come, fellow Taoist Niu, please come to the cabinet!"

"Ok!"

With a faint nod, Fang Han took Zhuyunzhou back to the Xuling Cave and followed Song Yuanhe into Zhaoquan Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Niu, don't be in a hurry when refining the elixir. You can do it slowly!"

In a certain compartment on the second floor of Zhaoquan Pavilion, Song Yuanhe asked the maid to serve Fang Han a cup of spiritual tea, and then said with a smile.

When Fang Han heard what Song Yuan He said, his expression became very strange. Seeing this, Song Yuan He couldn't help but asked Fang Han in confusion:

"Fellow Daoist Niu, is it possible that the spiritual tea here does not suit your taste?"

Fang Han casually glanced at the maid aside. Song Yuanhe understood and directly ordered the maid to go out. After the maid left, Fang Han chuckled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Yuan He, Mr. Niu has finished refining the elixir of your Song Immortal Clan!"

While Song Yuanhe was stunned, Fang Han took off his storage bag and gently threw it on the table in front of Song Yuanhe.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan He, please check the elixirs and see if you are satisfied with them!"

After Fang Han reminded him again, Song Yuanhe came back to his senses and reached for the storage bag thrown towards Han in front of him.

"What, 520 high-grade Spiritual Essence Pills, and 320 high-grade Spirit Gathering Pills!"

"How is this possible? It has only been four short days."

Song Yuanhe, who was still a little suspicious at first, reached into the storage bag with his consciousness and found hundreds of jade bottles filled with elixirs in the storage bag. He was so shocked that he froze in place.

After more than ten breaths had passed, Song Yuanhe suppressed his shock and looked at Fang Han as if he were looking at a monster.

"Fellow Daoist Niu, please drink the spiritual tea here first, and then go and inform Elder Mu Feng of the good news that you have finished refining the elixir!"

"Bizhu, go in and serve fellow Taoist Niu."

Before Fang Han could speak, Song Yuanhe rushed out of the cubicle, not forgetting to give instructions to the maid standing outside before leaving.

After leaving the cubicle, Song Yuanhe came to a stone room on the third floor and stopped in front of it. Then he spoke respectfully to the stone room:

"Fellow Daoist Niu from Elder Qizhen Mufeng's Divine Pill Sect has just helped us refine all the Song family's pills."

In the stone room, Song Mufeng, who was still practicing cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. A trace of shock flashed across his old face, but he quickly returned to normal.

"As expected of the Divine Alchemy Sect in the Cangnan Region, known as the number one alchemy sect!"

"If Niu Wuli from the Shendan Sect can stay in our Song Clan and refine elixirs for our Song family for a long time, our Song family's strength will definitely increase dramatically."

When Song Mufeng thought of this, two golden gleams appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

Just outside the stone door, when Song Yuanhe was waiting a little anxiously, the stone door in front of him slowly opened, and an energetic old man stepped out of it.

"Yuan He, meet Elder Mu Feng!"

The moment Song Yuanhe saw the old man, he immediately bent down and saluted respectfully.

"Ah."

Song Mufeng, who walked out of the retreat stone, nodded slightly to Song Yuanhe, and then walked toward the second floor of Zhaoquan Pavilion alone.

Under Song Mufeng's spiritual glance, he already knew where Fang Han was, so there was no need to let Song Yuanhe lead the way.

Seeing this, Song Yuanhe immediately followed Song Mufeng.

Fang Han, who was resting with his eyes closed in the cubicle, slowly opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps outside the door.

After a few breaths, the figures of Song, Yuan and He appeared in front of Fang Han as expected.

"Fellow Taoist Niu!"

As soon as Song Mufeng entered the cubicle, he greeted Fang Han with cupped fists.

"Well, Elder Mu Feng!"

Fang Han did not get up but just sat on his seat. He raised his hand and cupped Song Mufeng's hand in return. Song Mufeng was not angry when he saw this, but walked to sit directly opposite Fang Han.

As soon as Song Mufeng sat down, Song Yuanhe who was behind him stepped forward and respectfully handed the storage bag containing the elixir to Song Mufeng with a smile on his face.

Song Mufeng took the storage bag and swept his consciousness vaguely into the storage bag. Soon Song Mufeng's old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

"Fellow Daoist Niu, your alchemy skills are really amazing."

"Elder Mu Feng is too complimentary!"

Facing Song Mufeng's compliments, Fang Han just smiled noncommittally, not feeling arrogant.

Song Mufeng saw that Fang Han had no trace of complacency on his face when facing his praise, and he thought highly of Fang Han.

After reaching out to pick up the spiritual tea on the table and drinking it all in one gulp, Song Mufeng looked at Fang Han and said tentatively:

"Fellow Daoist Niu, the leader of my Song Clan's Immortal Clan, has a stunning daughter. Although she only has the qualification of three spiritual roots, she is now at the twelfth level of Qi Refining."

"Our clan leader wants to find a young talent as a Taoist companion for his daughter."

Song Mufeng did not say anything else. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what Song Mufeng was thinking.

"Sorry, Master Niu ordered me not to find a Taoist companion unless I break through to the third level of alchemy master. I'm afraid Elder Mu Feng's kindness, Niu... sigh!"

Fang Han sneered in his heart, but on the surface he showed that although he was very moved, he was helpless due to the pressure from his master.

When Song Mufeng heard that Fang Han had a master, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he immediately dismissed Fang Han's attention.

He didn't want to attract a huge monster to his Song Immortal Clan.

"That's such a pity!"

An unnatural smile appeared on Song Mufeng's face. Fang Han couldn't tell that Song Mufeng was afraid of him and created a virtual master that didn't exist at all.

Otherwise, I am afraid that it would not be that easy for me to leave the Song Clan's Immortal City today.

Fang Han chatted with Song Mufeng for a while, and when it was almost time for the auction, Fang Han coughed lightly, stood up and hugged Song Mufeng and Song Yuanhe.

"Elder Mu Feng, fellow Taoist Yuan He, and Mr. Niu have to say goodbye before we meet again."

Song Mufeng also wanted to return to his family and resume his life. When Fang Han said goodbye first, he stood up and clasped his fists and said:

"In this case, I will no longer retain fellow Taoist Niu."

Then Song Mufeng and his two men sent Fang Han out of Zhaoquan Pavilion. When they saw Fang Han jumping onto the spiritual boat and disappearing within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, they returned to Zhaoquan Pavilion.

"what a pity!"

"I didn't expect this Niu Wuli to have a master. Otherwise, I would be torn apart."

"We will also kidnap Niu Wuli to our Song clan's Immortal Clan and make him a tool for our clan's alchemy!"

Song Mufeng had a ferocious look on his face, and after a few breaths he let out a long sigh.

Song Yuanhe was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, and stood aside obediently, like a quail.