As Zhang Feng finished speaking.

There was silence in the inn, and the waiter did not dare to come forward.

In the end, it was the person next to him who reacted first and fell to his knees without thinking.

"Immortal!"

Following his salute, the nearby guests also reacted in unison, saluting one after another and calling him Immortal.

Now they can only plead for mercy, beg for mercy, and beg Zhang Feng to let them go.

Zhang Feng waved his hand so that they did not need to kneel down.

But when everyone saw the immortal waving his hands and looking at the corpse in the inn, they saluted again, stood up, took out their meal money, and trotted away.

Because they will misunderstand the meaning and mistakenly think that the immortal wants to eat.

Then when the immortal is eating, they must leave the inn, otherwise they will disturb the immortal's meal, which is disrespectful.

‘I finally left...’ Everyone ran out of the inn, wiping sweat and patting their chests.

There were two brave merchants, thinking that their goods were as important as their lives, and then walked half a circle around the inn, turned to the backyard, and took away their carriage goods.

When Zhang Feng saw everyone leaving, he felt at ease. He looked at the waiter who had been staring at the corpse and said, "I killed those three people. I will deal with it later."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he took out a few pieces of broken gold from his pocket, threw it, and landed firmly on the counter. "It delayed the shopkeeper's business."

"No, no, no..." The shopkeeper shook his head hurriedly, not daring to accept it, but seeing Zhang Feng's noncommittal look, he finally accepted it fearfully.

The waiter seemed to have just come to his senses and remembered that the immortal had asked for wine before, so he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the counter, weighing out a jar of good wine.

According to the shopkeeper, this is the most expensive one in the store.

"Slowly..." The shopkeeper saw the waiter lifting the jar, but he called the waiter again and took out the jar on the other side.

This is the most expensive item in the store.

The altar before was used to fool the merchants who came and went.

‘Wow!’ The drinks were poured.

The waiter was busy and brought tea and water to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was happy and quiet, enjoying Chef Fang's craftsmanship leisurely.

First, he looked at the stewed five-spice lamb trotters.

The chopsticks were slightly extended to the top of the spiced lamb's trotters. As soon as they touched and pinched them, the oily meat skin fell off.

Zhang Feng picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and took another sip of sake. It tasted full of flavor. The spiciness of the wine removed the greasiness from the sheep's trotters, leaving a fragrant aroma all over his teeth.

And as time goes by.

Zhang Feng ate happily.

No other guests came.

Even if he came, he would be turned away by the shopkeeper.

The rejected guests looked at the corpse in the room and did not dare to come in.

Only about half an hour later.

When the shopkeeper saw a customer coming from a distance again, he was so frightened that he looked away.

Because the person who walked into the inn was a disciple wearing the uniform of the Xuan Dao Sect Law Enforcement Hall.

‘This is... the law enforcement hall of the Xuan Dao Sect!?’ The shopkeeper’s eyelids jumped as he looked at the visitor.

He had been lucky enough to see such clothes before, and he had also seen the pitiful appearance of their corrupt city lord kneeling down in front of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to beg for mercy!

As for the city lord, who is he?

The emperor who covers the sky with one hand within a radius of ten miles!

Even the famous Zhao Yan did not dare to make trouble in the city and try to touch the city lord's tiger beard!

But now, the law enforcement disciples who made the city lords kneel are here.

And he saw the corpse in his inn again, and even discovered this 'Foundation Establishment Immortal Murderer!'

The shopkeeper was confused in his head, fearing that the gods would fight and bring disaster to a fish like him.

Likewise, he didn't think the Law Enforcement Hall disciples would be afraid of the Foundation Builder murderer.

Because of the story of Xuan Dao Sect, he has heard it since he was a child!

But at this time, when the shopkeeper was afraid of a fight, he was surprised to see that after seeing Zhang Feng, the law enforcement disciples did not have any anger on their supposedly ruthless faces. Instead, they smiled and said to Zhang Feng,

"Fellow Daoist Zhang... I really had a hard time looking for you... If I hadn't just heard that an immortal came here to eliminate evil, I would have looked here one more time, I'm afraid I would have to look for you again..."

"I accepted the mission from the sect." Zhang Feng smiled back and nodded at the bloody baggage on the table. "The mission I received is a personal matter. I can't trouble a few people to cheat on my behalf."

"We are mainly worried about the safety of fellow Daoist Zhang." The law enforcement disciple shook his head, took out a few letters, and wrote on the table next to him. From time to time he looked at Zhang Feng who was eating, "I will report to the other nine brothers first.

A letter. Daoist friend Zhang, don’t leave, don’t leave.”

The words of the law enforcement disciples were full of bitterness and relief after being frightened.

For a moment, the shopkeeper, who is well versed in human relations and sophistication, clearly saw that this immortal’s identity was extraordinary!

So he worked hard and became more diligent.

"The wine is good, the food is also good," Zhang Feng tasted the braised beef, and looked at the law enforcement disciple who was looking at him from time to time. When he realized that he seemed a little greedy, he said to the shopkeeper with a charming smile: "One more.

Set the table. Make ten more tables to take away."

..

Time passes.

After Zhang Feng finished his meal, he chatted leisurely with his swordsmanship with the law enforcement disciples who also had a good meal, and returned to the master's gate together.

Among the topics on the road was nothing more than the five-spice sheep's trotters.

The taste is truly unforgettable.

Zhang Fengdu was planning to post a post in the middle of the night.

But it was late at night.

In the Xuandao Sect about 10,000 miles away.

A letter was sent to the house of the practicing elder.

There are only four words on it: "People have been found".

After the elder saw the letter, he took a deep breath and headed to the main peak without stopping.

Because the sect leader left seclusion an hour ago.

And the first thing he did when he came out of confinement was to ask about Zhang Feng's cultivation progress, and then he heard the letter from the law enforcement disciples who had lost Zhang Feng two days ago.

So the shock caused by the loss of a genius who could make the sect prosper can be imagined.

It's just that the sect leader is also a thoughtful person and has locked up Zhang Feng's matter early on.

Now, only he, the ten law enforcement disciples, and the practicing elders know.

at this time.

Outside the secret chamber cave.

The practicing elder hurried over and looked at the sect master who was looking at the moon outside the cave. He wanted to salute and report something.

The sect leader waved his hand and asked directly: "Has anyone found it?"

The practicing elder deeply hugged his fists and said, "Back to the sect leader, I found it... I found it... and it was because of my lack of consideration that I made the law enforcement disciples leave the sect a little late, so I lost track of fellow Daoist Zhang. I..."

"Yeah." The sect leader nodded lightly and interrupted, not exploring the matter.

Instead, he thought that now that the person had been found, he would soon return to the sect, so he asked another matter: "How can this matter be properly arranged, Mr. Daoist Zhang? Elder Qian is a wise elder of the sect, can he handle this matter well?"

"How to arrange the position of fellow Daoist Zhang..." Elder Qian closed his eyes and pondered for a few moments, then said, "How about... or accept a disciple?"

"Accepting disciples..." The sect master was silent for a moment, sighed and shook his head, feeling that this method still didn't work, it definitely didn't work.

Because now even a fool can see that Zhang Feng’s qualifications are extremely high!

So now accepting Zhang Feng as a disciple, isn't it just using the rules of 'master-disciple' family relationship to force Zhang Feng to serve the sect?

It sounds like nothing is wrong.

Anyway, Zhang Feng has also taken advantage of the sect's resources, so it doesn't matter if he uses his services.

However, during his travels throughout his life, the sect master heard many stories about "master's apprentice beating his master to death".

In the final analysis, the master relied on the kindness of "I raise you and I teach you" and used his apprentice as a thug to expand his power.

Instead of treating each other as a real family and supporting each other.

There are lessons to be learned from the past.
Chapter completed!