Chen Feng turned his head and saw that in the night, a purple-clothed Taoist priest was coming, radiant and energetic.

"What's the point? No one can get it anyway. Chen Feng said lightly.

"Oh?" the Taoist priest was a little surprised when he heard this, "I would like to hear about it." ”

"Do you really want to know?" Chen Feng glanced up at him, smiling rather than smiling.

After speaking, Chen Feng turned his head to look at the middle of the lake, and said lightly:

"Lingbao has a special formation protection, unless the formation can be broken, it is like a flower in a mirror, the moon under the water, can only be seen from a distance. ”

"Hmm..."

When the Taoist priest heard this, he nodded and said with a smile: "Haha, it's really unexpected that you, a junior who has entered the Dao, have such far-sightedness." ”

"Initiation?" Chen Feng was a little surprised when he heard this, "What is Initiation?"

"You're a cultivator, you don't even know how to enter the Dao, so how did you get in?" The Taoist priest frowned, as if he felt that Chen Feng was deliberately playing tricks on him.

"I said I had no teacher. Chen Feng explained.

The Taoist priest stared at him for a while, and then said, "Entering the Dao is the name of our cultivation world, which refers to the cultivation of small achievements, possession of mana, and the ability to borrow talismans and magic weapons to perform Dao techniques. ”

"Oh, I see. Chen Feng nodded, and then asked, "So, what does a real person mean?"

"After entering the Tao, he is a real person. The Taoist priest was concise and to the point, coughing twice and said, "For example, it is a real person." ”

After speaking, the Taoist priest said to Chen Fengji: "I was born in Jiugong Mountain, the road number is Ziyun, dare to ask your Excellency's origin?"

"Chen Feng, a native of Qingzhou. Chen Feng replied casually.

There is no need to hide his origin, after all, this Taoist priest's cultivation is not particularly strong, and it is just a foundation building period.

If it was last night, Chen Feng would still be a little scared, but by this morning, he was no longer afraid.

"It's a worldly man..."

Daoist Ziyun nodded, suddenly realized something, and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, is it a palm-eyed master?"

"Why do you ask?" Chen Feng was surprised.

"Hehe, there is an apprentice surnamed Liu in Poor Dao, who came to Jiangnan during this time and gave several powerful people a palm. Purple Cloud Daoist smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, there was a master surnamed Chen in Jiangnan, who ruined the apprentice of the poor Dao and lost the feng shui compass of the poor Dao. ”

"That Master Chen, it should be you, Xiaoyou, right?"

"It's me. Chen Feng nodded.

"The disciple is punished for committing sins, and the poor Dao doesn't care, but the feng shui compass is poor, can Your Excellency return it?" ”

"I'm sorry, I've already sold the compass. Chen Feng smiled, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sold?" Hearing this, the Purple Cloud Daoist couldn't help but be shocked, "Who did you sell it to?"

"A connoisseur, the specific name is not to be revealed. Chen Feng said calmly.

He said to himself, will I tell you that the compass is buried under my ass at this moment, exerting the effect of condensing feng shui?

Last night, in order to compete with the Purple Cloud Daoist for aura, Chen Feng secretly cast a spell to bury the compass underground, and then used his mana to urge the compass to forcibly change the feng shui structure, condense most of the aura, and finally forced the Ziyun Daoist to find another place.

This feng shui compass is a good thing, no matter where you go, as long as you take it, you can automatically adjust the feng shui, making cultivation much easier.

Return?

Inexistent.

Seeing this, Daoist Ziyun shook his head with a smile and didn't continue to ask.

"Okay, Poor Dao will ask casually. ”

Saying that, the Purple Cloud Daoist sat down next to him, a few drops of morning dew on his robe, he didn't care about this, and said: "To be honest, in this land south of the Yangtze River, Poor Dao has never heard of Master Chen, and Poor Dao knows only Qin Guangyuan Mr. Qin, he is an immortal martial arts master, known as a martial arts master. If Xiaoyou can defeat Mr. Qin and sit firmly in the first place in Jiangnan, Poor Dao is willing to make you a friend. ”

"Oh?" Chen Feng opened his eyes and glanced to the side.

I laugh in my heart, I am a five-hundred-year-old Yuanying monk, and I need you to be a foundation-building monk as a friend?

Probably seeing Chen Feng's surprise, Ziyun Dao said in a deep voice: "If Poor Dao treats you as a friend, Poor Dao has a great opportunity to share with you. This building has a very big chance, and it is definitely not worse than Yunzhong Lake!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not say anything more.

Daoist Ziyun just said it casually, and he didn't take Chen Feng seriously at all. Of course, he would never have dreamed that the next time this young man appeared in front of him, he would already be the first in Jiangnan.

...

After sitting and talking with the Purple Cloud Dao Leader for a while, and after learning about some things in the cultivation world, Chen Feng got up and left.

Before dawn, he hurried home, lest the family find out that he had not returned all night, and it would be difficult to explain when he asked.

Back home, Chen Feng cautiously opened the bedroom door and slipped in.

I saw that the light in the bedroom had not been turned off, and there was a shadow lying on the bed, which was my wife Lin Churan. Her breathing was steady, and there were plenty of used tissues on the bedside table next to her.

"My wife cried ?..."

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little distressed, recalling his actions last night, suddenly getting out of the car and leaving, it would indeed be disappointing.

He changed his clothes and went to bed to rest for a while.

At about seven o'clock, the family got up one after another and sat in the dining room for breakfast.

"When did you come back yesterday?" Lin Churan asked in a low voice.

"You were asleep when I came back. Chen Feng thought for a while.

Lin Churan glanced at him and didn't ask any further.

At this time, Lin Haishan, who was opposite, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said impatiently:

"Hurry up, you have to go to work after eating! The security guard's attendance is very strict, and you are not allowed to be late!"

Chen Feng then remembered that he still had a job during the day, so he said:

"Uncle, I want to take a day off today, I have some personal matters to deal with. ”

"What kind of private matter? can it be more important than going to work?" Lin Haishan frowned and reprimanded.

"Someone owes me a sum of money, and when the time comes, I go to collect the debt. Chen Feng touched his nose and said.

"Someone owes you money?"

When Lin Haishan heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest joke!

"Then don't go to this class, I'll go back and say hello to the security department!"

"Lao Lin!" Mother Lin on the side couldn't stand it, and said reproachfully, "Chen Feng may really have something to do today, don't be like this, lose your job as a security guard, where can you let him go to find something to do." ”

"Look at him, he looks like a person who does things!" Lin Haishan pointed at Chen Feng, shook his head and said, "How can anyone do such a thing? I can't see the gate well, I only know that I will be embarrassed!"

"Hmph! I will give you a chance today, next time you are absent from work for no reason, I will definitely let Lao Zhang fire you!"

After speaking, Lin Haishan slapped the table heavily and walked away.

...

After breakfast, Lin Churan also went out to work, while Chen Feng stayed at home, helped Lin's mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and washed them by the way.

"Mom, I'm out. ”

After saying hello, Chen Feng walked out of the house.

He does have something today, last time in the Lembongan Nightclub, he let Wei Changjiang go, and the condition proposed was one billion, and the deadline was one week.

Today is the last day of the deadline, and there is no movement on Wei Changjiang's side.

Apparently he didn't take his words seriously!

"Okay, you Wei Changjiang, you think I'm joking with you?"

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, revealing a trace of cold killing intent.

Leaving home, Chen Feng stopped a taxi on the side of the road and went straight to the headquarters of the Yangtze River Group.

Headquartered by the riverside, Changjiang Group is the largest private enterprise in Qingzhou, a 100-meter skyscraper and a landmark building in Qingzhou City. After all, Qingzhou is not a metropolis, there are not many high-rise buildings in the city, and this 100-meter building is simply a standing out.

"Young man, seeing that you are young, you can work in the Yangtze River Group, it's amazing!"

The car was driving on the road, and the driver glanced at Chen Feng, with an envious expression in his eyes, "I heard that the employees of the Yangtze River Group have a salary of more than 10,000 yuan, and all kinds of benefits are very good, which is equivalent to a golden job!"

Chen Feng smiled and did not speak.

Soon, the taxi came to the downstairs of the headquarters of the Yangtze River Group.

Seeing a Rolls-Royce parked at the door, Chen Feng knew it in his heart and strode forward.

was stopped by the curfew at the door.

"Looking for whom?"

There was a security guard standing at the door, who stopped Chen Feng with one hand and asked impatiently.

Chen Feng said lightly:

"I'm looking for Wei Changjiang!"