Several hours passed, and the mountain gate of the Excalibur Gate was in front of me.

The floating clouds under Chen Feng's feet accelerated slightly, and soon flashed in mid-air, slowly descending.

"Steward Chen!"

"Steward Chen, long time no see!"

When the two disciples guarding the mountain gate saw Chen Feng, they hurriedly bowed and shouted out a salutation that they hadn't heard for a long time.

"You're okay too!" Chen Feng nodded slightly, opened his mouth in response, and then walked straight in from outside the mountain gate.

Flying all the way to the foot of the main mountain of the Divine Sword Gate, Chen Feng came to the outside of the main hall in a few leaps, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.

"Sect Master, that kid is too reckless, I heard that he wants to take his disciples and separate from the Divine Sword Gate. ”

"Where did you hear that? Why haven't I heard that?"

"It came from the disciples over there in the Immortal City, and now almost everyone in the sect knows about it!"

"Nonsense! This has not been confirmed by anything, who is spreading rumors?"

"The master of the door. I don't think it's fake...... As soon as that kid leaves the sect, he won't come back......"

Just as the people inside were talking about this, Chen Feng strode into the hall and sneered: "Who said I won't come back? No wonder the atmosphere in the sect is so chaotic, it was all brought out by people like you!"

"You!" the man looked back. Seeing that it was Chen Feng, he was startled in his heart, and even asked, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? If I don't come here, I won't be slandered to death by you!" Chen Feng looked at the person in front of him coldly, and saw that he was dressed as a deacon, and asked in a cold voice, "Which little deacon are you from?"

"You don......'t care about me," the little deacon retorted.

I only heard a crackling sound!

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng's figure flashed, and he slapped him in the face fiercely.

"You dare to hit me? I'm from the House of Internal Affairs...... You ......" The little deacon covered his face, his face was full of disbelief, as if he didn't expect Chen Feng to slap him in the face in front of the door master.

Syllable!

Chen Feng had a cold face and slapped him in the face again. He said indifferently: "What's wrong with me beating you? It turned out to be someone from the Internal Affairs Hall, no wonder he dared to do anything against me! He also made a small report and spread rumors!"

"Lord Door, look at his arrogant and wanton appearance, he doesn't even take you seriously!" The little steward had a red slap mark on both sides of his face. I saw him kneeling on the ground with a puff, and cried to Fang Zhenlin: "Door master, please be the master for me!"

"You kid stop me!" Fang Zhenlin saw that Chen Feng still wanted to make a move, and said angrily: "In front of me, two slaps in a row are not enough to relieve hatred?" Do you want me to give you the position of the master of the door, so that you can have a good fight?"

"Ahem, I didn't think about it that way, don't wronged me, master!" Chen Feng withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "This person made something out of nothing, made trouble out of nothing, and dared to spread rumors about me, I couldn't help but hit him for a while, it was a completely subconscious reaction!"

"You kid...... Give me some points!" Fang Zhenlin didn't bother to listen to Chen Feng's nonsense, he lowered his head to a certain little deacon who was kneeling at his feet, and waved his hand with disgust: "Get out of here! If you dare to talk nonsense in the future, I will definitely not be able to spare you!"

The little deacon ......didn't understand the situation, and he wanted to sell miserably and pretend to be pitiful.

"Get out!"

Chen Feng kicked him away, and said lightly: "The door master has already asked you to get out, do you still want to resist and disobey?"

Poof!

The little deacon opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood, his face was pale, after hearing these words, he knew that he had been beaten in vain today, and hurriedly left, only to see that when he turned around, a trace of incomparable resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Sect Master, what are you doing in the sect with such a stupid and bad idiot?"

"You kid said it so lightly, do you know how much energy it takes to train a disciple?" Fang Zhenlin was so angry when he heard this.

"I think it's okay? There are so many people around Yuanxian City, can't they find a group of good disciples with good conduct?" Chen Feng looked at Fang Zhenlin with a puzzled face, I don't know what he thinks in his heart, there are so many people in the place who don't choose disciples, and they specially collect some crooked melons and cracked dates. Disturbing right and wrong in the sect every day.

"...... you" Fang Zhenlin almost got so angry that his nose crooked, he wanted to yell at Chen Feng: "Do you know how much luck it takes to dig out a group of disciples? Do you know how many immortal coins it takes to cultivate a disciple? Anyone who opens his mouth will say, who can do things in a down-to-earth manner?" But he didn't say much, because these troublesome things had nothing to do with Chen Feng, Chen Feng was just a steward in the door, and he was the master of the Divine Sword Gate.

"I think if I were the master of the sect, I would recruit a group of disciples now, and then expand the influence of the sect by the way, and then send people to teach them to cultivate until they slowly grow up and become the backbone of the sect......" Chen Feng subconsciously said everything in his heart according to his own thoughts.

"You kid really doesn't have a backache when you stand and talk! Let me ask you, where do you dig up disciples? Where do you earn immortal coins, and then cultivate them? All of these things need immortal coins. Resources, manpower, etc.!Let me ask you, how to solve these problems?" Fang Zhenlin, who was holding his breath in his heart, directly vented all the depression in his stomach, and said so many words in a row that he was so angry that he gasped for several breaths before he calmed down and calmed down.

"Isn't this simple?" Chen Feng looked at Fang Zhenlin with wide eyes, and was almost about to say, 'Are you mentally retarded', for him, these are all minor problems, how can they be difficult to solve?

"Simple, what you said is so simple, then you can solve it!" Fang Zhenlin didn't catch his breath, causing a burst of coughing, and then said angrily: "If your kid can really solve these problems, I will have no problem making you an elder!"

"Is this true?" Chen Feng couldn't help but think to himself when he heard this.

"It's true!" Fang Zhenlin's face was cold, and when he saw Chen Feng falling into thought, he suddenly felt a burst of happiness in his heart. Secretly said: "You kid hasn't grown any hair, so you dare to make a big statement, saying that these things are very simple? I want to see if you dare to agree today!"

"Tsk, what can I do if this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing falls on my head?" Chen Feng sneered, shook his head slightly, with a look of confidence on his face, and said lightly: "Lord Sect, after several months of hard work, I now have millions of immortal coins by my side, I will hand over these immortal coins to you, and you are responsible for cultivating the disciples I recruited, how about it?"

"One, a million immortal coins, where did you grab it?" Originally, Fang Zhenlin still felt that Chen Feng was too tender, so he rashly agreed that he would suffer in the future, but he didn't expect that the next words would surprise him and almost jump!

One million cents!

Not ten thousand, not one hundred thousand, but a million!

This kid said at that time that he was looking for a way to make money, and in just a few months, he earned a million immortal coins?

How can it be?

"How is this possible? Door master, don't wronged me, I, Chen Feng, am not that kind of person!" Chen Feng couldn't laugh when he heard it. Seeing Fang Zhenlin's faint signs of going berserk, he waved his hand and said: "Door master, I use a serious way to make money, if you don't believe it, you can go to Xiancheng to take a look, if I have a lie, you can take me to ask for guilt!"

"Serious way, what serious way?" When Fang Zhenlin heard this, he was half questioning and half believing in his heart, but Chen Feng's face was too calm and natural, and he didn't look like he had done something bad at all.

"I just set up a dart bureau that specializes in delivering couriers...... Chen Feng thought about it, and then said all the things he had done during this time, and he added a little oil and vinegar during the period, or boasted about himself, all on the boundary line as true as possible.

When Fang Zhenlin heard that almost all the bad elements inside and outside Yuanxian City had become Chen Feng's subordinates, he suddenly felt that he was old and couldn't keep up with the young man's train of thought at all.

What can this group of idle bad wastes do? Why don't you recruit children from good families? Are the children of good families still no match for these bastards?

If Chen Feng heard this question, he might really nod his head, because this group of restless bad people is sometimes better than the children of a good family.

First, the bad guys have nothing to do, so most of their time is wasted on having fun, not only is they very familiar with the terrain inside and outside Yuanxian City, but they also have a wide range of contacts.

Second, the couriers in the fairy world are different from the mortal world, they may need to be fierce in order to be able to control the scene, otherwise they will be reprimanded. Or after a violent beating, someone robbed the goods, so who to reason with?

Third, the fairy world is a world of natural selection, survival of the fittest, the jungle of the weak, and the strength of the world, if they do not have enough courage and bravery, these couriers who send couriers are really likely to be bullied to death, not only empty of goods, but also may suffer from the danger of life.

So bad people have become a better choice. To put it nicely, they are clever, to put it mildly, they are cunning, and in the face of this terrible world, they are more capable of survival.

As the old saying goes. Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and this group of seemingly useless cunning elements are just being used by Chen Feng's waste and become a reliable labor force, as long as they are disciplined and supervised a little. can play a big role.

As for some of the small frictions that may occur in it, they are not worth mentioning compared to the huge effects and benefits.

Maybe one day in the future, when Chen Feng no longer needs to carry out such a barbaric development, he may recruit a group of children from good families, but now. Bad people are the driving force behind the development of the express delivery industry, which is an indispensable link.

Chen Feng ...... You said that you can recruit a group of reliable disciples with good conduct, let's talk about it, what is the solution!" Fang Zhenlin was silent for a long time, then suddenly came back to his senses, and asked in a loud voice. I saw him staring at Chen Feng with burning eyes, and his heart was full of uneasy emotions.