Early the next morning, the morning sun slowly rose.

As soon as Fang Zhenlin walked into the main hall, he found Chen Fengpan sitting on the side, practicing quietly.

"This kid, it's really here again!" Fang Zhenlin's face was ugly, and he was a little irritable in his heart, originally he thought that Chen Feng just said a joke when he left last night, but he didn't expect it to be a joke.

"Morning door master!" Chen Feng got up and arched his hand and said hello.

"You kid specifically want to torture me, don't you?" Fang Zhenlin asked with an annoyed expression.

"The master of the door is wrong, I just want to get some funds for the brothers of the Foreign Affairs Hall, otherwise they will starve to death. Chen Feng's face remained unchanged. Said unhurriedly.

"You want money, not a cent!" Fang Zhenlin said with a cold face.

"The kid can only wait here for more. Chen Feng sighed slightly, and an imperceptible thief smile flashed on his face.

"Then you just wait!" Fang Zhenlin's face turned blue with anger when he heard this, but under the advice of Elder Taishang, he had no way to take Chen Feng at all, he couldn't move, he couldn't fight, and he was depressed for a while, which almost made him lose his temper.

"Okay!" Chen Feng nodded, turned around and continued to cultivate.

After a whole morning, the disciples outside sent fairy food for two, without Fang Zhenlin's greeting, Chen Feng came over after smelling the fragrance, and ate and drank unceremoniously at all, causing the green tendons on Fang Zhenlin's forehead to bulge, and he was already on the verge of rage.

"Door master, you can eat too!" Chen Feng raised his head and greeted. It was as if he was having a treat, and said with a familiar face.

"Boy, I really want to slap you to death!" Fang Zhenlin gritted his teeth in anger, and his tone was extremely cold.

"I'm the door master's subordinate, and I haven't made any mistakes, how could the door master shoot me to death?" Chen Feng was not frightened by Fang Zhenlin's momentum, but his face was a little disapproving.

"Okay, good, good!" Fang Zhenlin laughed angrily at Chen Feng's words, said hello three times in a row, got up to calm down the murderous mood, and asked calmly: "Say, how many immortal coins do you want?"

"I ...... I want a million!" Chen Feng was stunned when he heard this, then reacted, and said in a loud voice, one million immortal coins is just half of the immortal coins handed over.

"Impossible!" Fang Zhenlin said without hesitation: "I'll give you a maximum of 100,000, if you don't accept it, then don't talk to me!"

"If you don't talk about it, you won't talk about it, I'll continue to wait here. Chen Feng ate and drank to his heart's content, sat on the side by himself, and muttered while preparing to cultivate: "Anyway, there is food and drink here, and with such a good treatment, I don't even want to leave." ”

"You!" Fang Zhenlin was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, in the face of such a scoundrel disciple, if it weren't for the care of Elder Taishang, according to his violent temper, he would either be expelled from the sect or slapped to death, there was no third possibility at all.

"Don't be angry, I won't speak. Chen Feng was afraid that he would cry angrily, and he was afraid that he would really teach him a lesson, so he hurriedly pretended to be well-behaved and said, "I'll just sit here and cultivate, and I promise not to make a sound." ”

When Fang Zhenlin heard this, his heart was furious, his face was flushed, and he gasped several times before his chest calmed down.

"Ahem, you can't go too far next time!" Chen Feng secretly glanced at Fang Zhenlin, thinking in his heart.

In the afternoon, the two did not say a word, and the atmosphere around them seemed to have dropped below freezing.

The disciples who came to report the matter also had a puzzled expression, not knowing why the sect master's face was so ugly, and why Chen Feng was still here......

Wait until dusk and sunset, before Fang Zhenlin leaves. turned around and said coldly: "Two hundred thousand immortal coins, no more!"

"Door master, 200,000 is really too little, 800,000!" Chen Feng had a bitter face, looking like he was going to starve to death if he didn't give more money.

"Hmph!" Fang Zhenlin snorted coldly, and left with a negative attitude, leaving someone with a calm and calm face.

The next morning, in the main hall of the Divine Sword Gate, Chen Feng was still sitting in his old place, meditating silently and practicing, and his daily cultivation did not stop.

Fang Zhenlin also seemed to know. This time, Chen Feng did not achieve his goal, he swore not to give up, he simply stopped speaking, and handled the affairs of the Divine Sword Gate by himself, and he didn't even bother to look at Chen Feng again during the period.

"The master of the door, Song Yuanwu of the Foreign Affairs Hall asks to see you!"

"People from the Foreign Affairs Hall?" Fang Zhenlin frowned when he heard this, turned his head to glare at Chen Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "You let him in!"

"Yes, Sect Master!" the disciple outside the door responded, and quickly brought in Song Yuanwu, who had a nervous look on his face.

"Door, Lord Sect, disciple Song Yuanwu ......" Song Yuanwu lowered his head. I didn't see Chen Feng sitting on the side for a while, and I bowed my hand to say hello with sincere fear.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, what's the matter with you, tell me quickly!" Fang Zhenlin directly interrupted his words and asked bluntly, recently, because of Chen Feng, his good opinion of the disciples of the Foreign Affairs Hall has plummeted.

"Yes, Door Master!" Song Yuanwu heard Fang Zhenlin's anger, and his heart became more and more panicked, and then he lowered his head a little more, and said in a hurry: "Qi, Qi Qi Sect Master, the steward of our Foreign Affairs Hall, has disappeared recently......"

"Poof!"

As soon as Song Yuanwu's words fell, there was a laugh next to him.

"Waste, look up, where is your steward!" Fang Zhenlin heard Chen Feng's laughter, his old face darkened, and he scolded mercilessly.

"Huh?" Song Yuanwu hesitated, carefully raised his head, saw Chen Feng sitting on the side at a glance, and subconsciously asked, "Lord Steward." Why are you here?"

"Okay, don't ask so much, go back quickly!"

Chen Feng had the gold medal of Elder Taishang to avoid death, but Song Yuanwu did not, in order to prevent Fang Zhenlin from implicating innocent people, he stood up. While gesturing Song Yuanwu with his eyes, he said angrily: "Don't interject, listen to me next!" I'm doing well here at the door master, you don't need to worry about salty radishes, let's go, let's go, hurry up!" directly pushed the confused Song Yuanwu out of the main hall.

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to take my anger out on him?" When Chen Feng returned, Fang Zhenlin snorted coldly.

"I don't dare to speculate on the mind of the master. Chen Feng said with a well-behaved smile on his face.

"Boy, 300,000 immortal coins, you should stop in moderation!" Fang Zhenlin added another 100,000 immortal coins.

"Sect Master, our Foreign Affairs Hall has made such a great contribution to the sect, how can you treat us like this?" Chen Feng frowned, and said bitterly: "600,000 immortal coins, give it to me, and I will leave immediately!"

"You don't want to get an inch!" Fang Zhenlin said impatiently.

"Door master, it's not me who has to make inches. It's the whole of the Foreign Affairs Hall, waiting for me to take the immortal coins back to buy resources for cultivation!" Chen Feng said with a sad face: "Our stewards eat immortal food once a month, and it is already a benefit that the sect master has shown great mercy to us, but what about the little deacons below? If they don't have enough immortal coins on them, they may not be able to afford to eat a meal of immortal food for the rest of their lives! In order to invite them to have a meal, I can only wait here!"

"You kid don't play the bitter card!" After Fang Zhenlin heard Chen Feng's words, he was so angry that his nose was crooked.

What does this mean? Do you mean that you have not done a good job as the master of the sect, and you will starve to death the disciples under your door?

Fang Zhenlin's heart felt very wronged, for the sake of the entire Divine Sword Sect, he had done his best, and even broke his heart, and in the end, he would be harshly criticized!

"Door master, I didn't play the bitter card, just state the facts......" Chen Feng saw that Fang Zhenlin's face was a little wrong, and quickly reacted, knowing that he couldn't push him too hard, and stopping in moderation was the best result, and then said: "300,000 is 300,000! But I don't want my reward, I just need the door master to be able to agree to a small request!"

"What requirements?" Fang Zhenlin asked in a cold voice with a tense face.

"I hope that from now on, the four halls of the Dan Rune Array in the Divine Sword Gate, as well as the halls of the Immortal Plants and Spirit Beasts, when the personnel of our Foreign Affairs Hall go to buy items, they will be able to give us a lower price than the one on the market!" Chen Feng said the last development plan.

"What do you want to do in the Foreign Affairs Hall? Earn the difference from it?" After Fang Zhenlin heard Chen Feng's words, he suddenly slapped the table fiercely, and there was even a faint murderous aura in his eyes.

"No, no, no, I, Chen Fengxing, am standing up straight, how can I do that kind of thing that is spurned by others?"

Chen Feng felt the murderous aura in it and waved his hand again and again. He said categorically: "I just want the people of the Foreign Affairs Hall to know that we are a sharp knife of the Divine Sword Gate, a sharp knife that stabs into the outside world, is indomitable, and has no worries! I believe that under my leadership, the Foreign Affairs Hall is about to usher in an explosive development." And the Excalibur Gate, I hope it can become our most solid backing!"

"Do you want to develop externally?" Fang Zhenlin was extremely keen to understand Chen Feng's thoughts.

"Yes, I hope that the Foreign Affairs Hall will continue to grow, and I also hope that the Divine Sword Gate will continue to grow!" Chen Feng said righteously.

"Having faith and courage is a good thing. When Fang Zhenlin heard this, his impression of Chen Feng changed slightly, and his tone slowed down: "But this matter is not easy to handle, the outside world is very big, and there is a lot of chaos, maybe when the time comes, you will get into trouble, and even I can't protect you!"

"There is an old saying in my hometown that 'there are always more ways than difficulties'! If you choose to escape when you encounter trouble and difficulties, how can you succeed?" Chen Feng recalled the words that once inspired him, and couldn't help but say: "There is a way. Struggle with the sky, the joy is endless! Struggle with the earth, the joy is endless! Struggle with people, the joy is endless! Man, husband, life is not five. Death is five tripods!"

"You ......" After hearing this, Fang Zhenlin was silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and said: "Okay, I can agree to your request! But you have to remember that the road is your own, and whether you are dead or alive in the future, don't regret it!"

"No regrets!" Chen Feng answered immediately, his eyes extremely bright.