Bai Yu's words gave Chen Feng a mixture of joy and sorrow. He was happy that he finally knew the whereabouts of the Tunling Pill, but he was worried about whether he had the ability to obtain the Tunling Pill in the short term in the mysterious Divine Pill Valley that Bai Yu mentioned. 5c(
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The sound of moving footsteps kept ringing in the room. Chen Feng paced slowly, his brain spinning rapidly, thinking about something.
Bai Yu looked at Chen Feng who kept dangling in front of his eyes without blinking, and frowned slightly. He clearly knew what Chen Feng was thinking, but he didn't speak.
After a while, Chen Feng stopped, turned to look at Bai Yu not far away, and said, "I think I might have to leave for a while!"
Although he already knew the answer in his heart, Bai Yu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said, "If you leave, what will happen to Dragon City?"
Shaking his head, Chen Feng showed a reassuring smile and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I just thought about it carefully. It is not suitable for Dragon City to start a war for the time being. What we have to do now is to find a way to establish our own intelligence network.
, and then find out the surrounding small forces!"
"Intelligence network?" Bai Yu was obviously very unfamiliar with this term. Chen Feng smiled and explained to Bai Yu, and then told Bai Yu everything about his plan.
After hearing this, Bai Yu nodded, but a trace of seriousness flashed in his eyes: "If you can't get Lingtun Pill in a short time..."
Chen Feng stretched out his hand to interrupt Bai Yu's words, his face straightened, and he said: "This time I go to the Shendan Valley, I won't stay too long. Even if I can't get the Tunling Pill, I will come back within two years.
!”
These words were very firm, and Bai Yu sighed helplessly. He knew that Chen Feng would definitely go back to Shendan Valley. Even if he said it, it would have no effect at all. Now he can only follow what Chen Feng said, and first kill a sect.
Reinforcements from the First Alliance have penetrated into surrounding cities.
Thinking of this, Bai Yu nodded, changed his tone, and talked about the details with Chen Feng.
At noon in the sky, Chen Feng said goodbye to Bai Yu, came to the city lord's mansion, and then had a deep talk with Qiu Xuan.
When Qiu Xuan first heard the news that Chen Feng was leaving, she felt a flash of reluctance on her face, but she knew that this matter was of great importance and she couldn't be arrogant, so she was sensible enough not to mention it.
After arranging all the trivial matters, Chen Feng did not waste any time and bid farewell to Qiu Hemerocallis, turning into a golden light and disappearing into the blue sky...
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Fire Wolf Town is located in the northwest of the Western Region. Although it has a town in its name, you would be totally wrong if you really thought it was a town.
Fire Wolf Town borders Black Mist City to the east and Shendan Valley to the west. No matter who wants to go to two places, they have to pass through this place, which also contributes to the prosperity of Fire Wolf Formation.
It is no exaggeration to say that the prosperity of Fire Wolf Town is no less than that of all cities in the Western Regions, and it is also known as the place of immortals in the Western Regions!
On this day, a travel-worn guest was welcomed into the Juxian Building. The visitor was young and dressed in white robes, but his face showed a trace of tiredness. This person was Chen, who had been away from Longcheng for more than a month.
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Juxian Tower has long been accustomed to this kind of guests. As the top inn in Huolang Town, naturally there will be a large number of guests coming in and out every day. What's more, this young man not only has an ordinary face, but also has an ordinary face.
There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on the body, and it will not attract the attention of others.
His eyes swept over the dozen or so monks eating in the hall. Chen Feng frowned slightly and secretly sighed that Fire Wolf Town was indeed worthy of being called the 'Land of Immortals!' He could see so many monks in a small inn.
"Boss, give me a room!" As his eyes wandered, Chen Feng walked through the lobby on the first floor of the inn, walked to the inside, and said to the shopkeeper who was standing in front of the wooden cabinet.
The shopkeeper looked Chen Feng up and down for a while, and showed the unique kindness of a businessman: "Hey, this little brother must be his first time in Fire Wolf Town!"
Chen Feng was a little surprised, turned his eyes slightly, nodded and grinned: "The shopkeeper has good eyesight, this is indeed my first time coming to Fire Wolf Town!"
"Haha, this little brother may not know something. The upper room in Fire Wolf Town requires spiritual stones. Judging from the appearance of this little brother, it seems..." The shopkeeper made an apologetic smile, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
color.
"Oh?" Chen Feng paused and seemed to ponder the shopkeeper's words. There was no expression on his face at all. He just smiled lightly and said, "I'm really sorry. I'm new to Fire Wolf Town and I don't know the rules. I still want to ask the shopkeeper.
Forgive me!"
After that, Chen Feng took out a piece of gold from his arms, stretched it out towards the boss, and said with a smile: "In that case, please ask the shopkeeper to find a single room for me!"
"It's easy to talk!" The shopkeeper had a professional smile on his face and reached out to take the gold in Chen Feng's hand. But at this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow robe suddenly walked in outside the door.
I saw the middle-aged monk scanning the hall with his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper, our Huang family has taken care of the Juxian Building today, let the others find other places!"
The middle-aged monk's voice was loud, and there was a hint of arrogance in his tone. More than a dozen monks who were dining in the hall on the first floor turned to look at him at the same time. The shopkeeper and Chen Feng also turned around and looked towards
The middle-aged monk looked over.
"Hey! It's Mr. Huang!" Seeing the person coming, a look of disgust flashed across the shopkeeper's face, but in an instant it turned into a look of flattery, and he hurriedly greeted him.
The originally angry diners in the hall frowned when they saw the face of the visitor, but they all stood up and greeted the man in a wise manner.
Chen Feng still held the gold in his hand. When he saw his boss abandoning him and turning around to meet Mr. Huang, he frowned lightly, slowly put the gold into his arms, and then
"Yeah!" Mr. Huang stood arrogantly at the door, ignoring the shopkeeper's flattering look. He turned to look at the people in the hall and said arrogantly: "Everyone, get out! Our Huang family will take care of the Juxian Building today!"
After saying that, Mr. Huang looked at the shopkeeper and said to the shopkeeper in a condescending manner: "Kick everyone out here, quickly!"
"Yes, yes, Third Master, please wait a moment!" The shopkeeper's forehead showed a trace of sweat, and he quickly bowed and said yes, then turned to the more than ten monks in the hall and said humbly: "Everyone, I'm really sorry.
, today’s food and drinks are just a small tribute to you, sorry, sorry!”
After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper ignored the expressions on everyone's faces and walked quickly towards the backyard of Juxian Tower, shouting to several waiters not far away as he walked.
"Quickly, what are you still waiting for? Invite all the guests on the second and third floors to come down!"
After hearing this, several waiters hurriedly went upstairs, but the dozen or so people in the hall just looked at the arrogant Mr. Huang, then packed up their things and walked silently out the door.
When Mr. Huang saw everyone's actions, he had a wild smile on his lips. Then he ignored a few people and strode into the hall, found a stool and sat down.
Not long after, there were shouts and curses and the waiter's whispers from the Juxian Tower!
Chen Feng had been standing by the wooden cabinet without making any movement, but was looking at the man named Huang Sanye with great interest.
He is just a fifth-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage, why is he so arrogant? Chen Feng thought as he found a seat nearby and sat down.
"What's wrong with the Huang family? I don't recognize them. We were the ones who came here first, why should we let them go?" A loud voice sounded from the second floor, and the waiter beside him suddenly lowered his voice and whispered.
"Sir, please keep your voice down. If Mr. Huang hears it, your life may be in danger."
"Hey, who is Mr. Huang? Why should I lower my voice?" The man said forcefully, but his voice suddenly dropped a lot.
"Sanye Huang is a servant of the Huang family. Do you know the Huang family? The ancient family, the Huang family!" The waiter's voice came again. Because Chen Feng's soul perception is far superior to others, so he said to the two of them.
, heard clearly.
When he heard about the Huang family, he frowned slightly and looked at Mr. Huang with even more interesting eyes.
Is a little domestic servant so arrogant? It seems that he really underestimated the Huang family, but although Chen Feng didn't want to cause trouble, he didn't want to go out with him again, because for some reason, all the nearby inns had been occupied.
occupied.
Huang Sanye sat on the chair grandly. When he saw that Chen Feng had not left, he was slightly startled. However, when he saw that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the other person's body, he snorted contemptuously, thinking that Chen Feng
He was waiting for others and ignored him.
Not long after, many people sporadically walked down from the second and third floors. They had obviously been informed of each other's identities and walked towards the door with angry expressions on their faces.
Several groups of monks living in the upper room behind the Juxian Building also slowly walked out of the inn. Although they looked at Mr. Huang with unkind eyes, they did not speak.
"What are you looking at? Get out of here!" Huang Sanye sat leisurely on a chair and arrogantly cursed at the people who looked at him.
"Grandpa, why do you want to give it to him!" At this time, a childish voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone looked around, only to see an eleven or twelve-year-old boy looking at the old man next to him with a face full of unwillingness.
The old man has a withered face and a thin body. His gray tattered robe has been filled with patches, like a tattered rag draped over his body.
The old man hurriedly grabbed his grandson's hand, bowed and saluted Mr. Huang: "Third Master, children are ignorant, so don't be surprised if there are so many of you!"
After saying that, the old man glared hard at the child. Although the child was reluctant, he still closed his mouth.
"Apologise?" Mr. Huang laughed angrily, and then slowly walked towards the old man. The monks in the hall all made way for Mr. Huang and looked at the old man as if they were watching a show.
The old man noticed Mr. Huang's actions, nervously pulled the child behind him, and then prayed with sweating profusely: "Third Master, Third Master, the child is not sensible, the child is not sensible!"
"Children are immature, are you immature?" While speaking, Huang Sanye had already arrived in front of the old man, then he rounded his palms and slapped the old man on the face.
In the hall, all the monks showed shock, because Huang Sanye's hands were actually covered with a layer of spiritual energy, but the old man was obviously a mortal. If the old man was beaten hard, he would definitely die.
When the old man saw Mr. Huang's actions, he was so frightened that he was heartbroken, but he hid his grandson tightly behind him. He immediately looked at the monks around him with a pleading look on his face, but what he saw were all indifferent faces.
