Three months later, the morning breeze came across the sea, and the clouds of the sea of clouds were still extremely thick.

The Black Turtle Beast King sent Chenfeng to an island five thousand miles away from Tiger Peak City, and Chenfeng let him go back.

Chenfeng was dressed in a black robe, dressed very ordinary, he took out the Qingshuang Sword and threw it forward, the Qingshuang Sword flashed, and then became larger.

The morning breeze flew up, standing on the body of the Qingshuang sword, the Qingshuang sword turned into a green light and disappeared into the dense clouds.

A few days later, Chenfeng came to the gate of Tiger Peak City, and he found that the guards at the gate here were much stricter than when he left, especially the monks in the Yudan period, who came in and out in groups.

Morrowind went through the layers of strict inspection by the guards, and then entered the city gate, he did not go to the inn where he lived, but found an ordinary teahouse in Hufeng City, which is the place where the news circulates the most, Morrowind needs to know what the situation is in Hufeng City now.

As soon as Chenfeng sat down, he heard a few people talking, "I heard that the once-in-a-century beast tide in Tiger Peak City will start soon, and I don't know how many people will die this time!"

An old man sighed, "The old man heard that this hundred-year-old beast tide is more ferocious than the previous beast tides, and the whole city has been under martial law recently, it seems that it is because there are people mixed in the city, we have to be careful." ”

A middle-aged man said with a smile: "No matter who is mixed in the city, it has nothing to do with us, anyway, there are city guards, so we don't need to worry about it." ”

The rest of the people also nodded, "That's right, let's drink tea and talk about the wind and snow in the Yuechun Building." Several people's faces showed the expressions of people in the same way.

Chenfeng sat in the teahouse, slowly sipping tea, until night fell, Chenfeng did not leave the teahouse. The night of Hufeng City is also full of people and extremely lively.

Morrowind wandered through the crowd and before he knew it, he came to a stone bridge, and Morrowind remembered that he had been here before.

The lake is tranquil, and the lights on the shore of the lake give off a faint glow, but they also illuminate the lake. The morning breeze stopped on the stone bridge, a hint of fresh breeze blew on the face, the morning breeze closed its eyes, and relaxed its whole body.

It was a moment before Morrowind opened his eyes and walked forward. At this time, a somewhat old voice sounded in the ears of the morning breeze.

"Little friend, please stay!"

Hearing this, Chenfeng couldn't help but stop, and then turned to look at the side of the stone bridge, where there was an old man with a thin body and half-gray hair.

The old man sat on the ground, leaning on the stone bridge, his clothes were dirty, his half-white hair was like weeds, messy, and a sour smell, I don't know how many years he hadn't taken good care of himself.

But the old man's eyes are very divine, and he is not an ordinary person at first glance, of course, there is another reason, that is, with Chenfeng's current divine sense, he can't see through this old man's cultivation.

Morrowind's current cultivation is already at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and the strength of his divine consciousness can also compete with the monks at the peak of the early stage of the Yudan.

At this point, Chenfeng saluted respectfully, "Junior, Chenfeng, I have seen my seniors, I don't know what happened when my seniors called my juniors?"

The old man grinned, a mouthful of big yellow teeth exposed, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't brushed his teeth.

"Xiaoyou, the old man is hungry, can Xiaoyou take the old man to a full meal?"

Although Chenfeng felt that this old man was a little strange, he still smiled on the surface: "Since the seniors want to eat, let's go to the Hongxiang Restaurant in front with the juniors!"

With that, Morrowind turned around and was about to leave. The old man stopped the morning breeze again, "Little friend, the old man is so hungry that he doesn't have the strength to walk, come and give the old man a hand!"

Morrowind stopped, he knew that this old man was definitely not an ordinary monk, but he still felt a little disgusted in his heart for such a request.

Although Morrowind is not a bad person, he is not a good person either, but Morrowind still endured it and turned around and walked towards the old man. The morning breeze came to the old man's side, and a sour smell hit his face, making the morning breeze frown.

Chenfeng stretched out his hand and wanted to help the old man up, but he found that this old man was very heavy, and his arms were full of strength with the strength of the foundation monk, but the old man was like a towering mountain, no matter how hard Chenfeng tried, he couldn't shake it.

The old man said again at this time: "Xiaoyou, it seems that you can't hold the old man, why don't you be a little tired and carry the old man on your back?"

Morrowind stopped, then turned around and squatted slightly. Seeing this, the old man smiled slightly, "Xiaoyou, you are really a good person, there are so many people passing by the bridge, only Xiaoyou is willing to carry the old man." ”

Chenfeng smiled: "The seniors laughed, if the seniors want to be carried by others, how can they be the juniors." ”

The old man patted the back of the morning wind, "Xiaoyou is really good at talking, the old man has nothing else, but his body is a little heavier, which makes Xiaoyou tired." ”

Then the old man lay on the back of the morning wind. The morning breeze only felt a sinking on his back, but it was not heavy, that is, a few thousand catties, which was different from the feeling that he couldn't shake at the beginning.

So, Chenfeng carried the old man on his back and headed towards the Red Fragrance Restaurant. Along the way, many monks frowned, because the old man on the back of the morning breeze had a sour smell that was too strong to bear.

But fortunately, everyone is a monk and has a certain degree of spiritual cultivation, so they didn't have to go to the trouble of Morrowind. Soon, Chenfeng carried the old man on his back and came to the Red Fragrance Restaurant.

Chenfeng asked for a private room, and then ordered a table of wine and food, which cost thousands of spirit stones. As soon as the old man saw the wine and food on the table, his eyes immediately glowed green.

The old man didn't use chopsticks, he grabbed the wine jar with one hand, picked up the dish with the other, and sent it to his mouth, like a hungry ghost who hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, and he couldn't look at it directly.

Morrowind sat aside, poured a glass of wine, and tasted it slowly. The old man was very good at eating, and after three hours, the old man stopped eating and chewed slowly.

Only then did Chenfeng ask, "Senior, have you eaten well?" the old man grinned, "Well, Xiaoyou, I'm sorry to let you break the bank." ”

Morrowind smiled, "Since the seniors have finished eating, if the seniors are fine, then the juniors will leave." ”

The old man smiled and said: "Xiaoyou, you invited the old man to dinner, and the old man can't take advantage of you, so let's do it, Xiaoyou, you listen to the old man's advice, don't go to participate in the beast tide in Hufeng City, and leave Hufeng City early." ”

When Chenfeng heard this, his heart moved, "Senior, why is this?"

The old man shook his head, "Listen to the old man's persuasion and leave Hufeng City!" After speaking, the old man grabbed a large wine jar in one hand and a greasy wild boar elbow in the other, and staggered out the door.

Morrowind watched the old man leave, and he didn't care, he needed a lot of blood to cultivate his bloodthirsty true body, and it was impossible for him to leave.

Chenfeng has nothing to do now, so he stayed in Hongxiang Restaurant, and for several days, Chenfeng did not leave Hongxiang Restaurant.