Tianxin Royal Court, there is a restaurant, its opening has not been long, and the decoration is also average.

It stands to reason that such a new store should be crowded, but the situation is diametrically opposite.

The restaurant has two floors, which can accommodate nearly 100 people at the same time, and it is full almost every day.

The reason for this is that all the food and drinks in this restaurant are free for practitioners.

Early in the morning, although it was not yet time to eat, Xiao Er, who ran the hall, was sweating like a pillar at this time.

From time to time, he shuttled between the people, either adding wine or food.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man is so polite!".

The shopkeeper in a sky blue robe was about seven feet tall, with a white face and a smile on his face.

"My lord said that there is a restaurant that will always be free! In these troubled times, you are fighting bloody battles for the lives of the people and the safety of the human race!"

"We ordinary people can't help much, we can only try to satisfy the heroes in logistics!"

After that, the shopkeeper paused: "So no matter which hero in the future, as long as there is any dissatisfaction, just mention it, the small one will definitely try his best!"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, everyone didn't speak, just nodded lightly.

Although they don't care about the money, it is good to have such a hot meal and a place to rest after they are done.

You must know that during this time, the demon seed completely broke out, whether it was the royal court or the sect, they all promised many benefits, the purpose was to stimulate the efforts of all cultivators to eliminate demons.

It's just that people who are invaded by demon seeds are not so easy to deal with, so all cultivators also hold each other in the sect, so that they can not only get more rewards, but also ensure their own safety to the greatest extent.

What's more, going out is not only to prevent the threat of the demon seed, but more importantly, it is from other forces and sects.

It's just that where there are people, there are interests, and where there are interests, there are struggles, and everyone understands this truth.

Normally, some small sects may not dare to provoke big sects, but this reward is too eye-catching.

So it makes sense for anything to happen.

At present, it is only because of the forcible suppression of the 'Terran sages' that there is not much chaos that has broken out.

But they all knew that once the Demon Seed incident was eliminated, the grievances they had accumulated over the past few days would definitely usher in a big outbreak.

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There is a restaurant, in the back hall.

Ling Feng, who was tied up like a zongzi, naturally 'looked' clearly what was happening in the front hall, and not only lamented in his heart.

It's all at this time, but the Terrans still haven't forgotten the infighting.

Could it be that the danger of extermination is really not as important as profit in their hearts?

Different things require different attitudes to face.

At this time, they still look at the problem from their own point of view.

Everyone feels important, but sometimes it's not as important as they think.

But alas, they still don't understand.

Ling Feng was silent, selfishness is human nature, this should be that people are not for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

With a long breath of turbidity, Ling Feng drove these thoughts out of his mind, thoughtfully, what was the reason why the Five Elements Gate had gone to great lengths to send him here?

You must know that in such a prosperous area, if there is a slight difference, it will be discovered.

What is the person behind the scenes?

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng had no clue, so he could only close his eyes again, release his mental power, and 'see' everything outside with his heart.

Night gradually fell, and the crowd of people eating went one after another, and nothing strange happened.

Ling Feng also slowly relaxed his mind, and at this time, the shopkeeper of the restaurant appeared again.

"Everyone, it's still the old rules, heroes who don't have a place to go at night, the back hall has been cleaned up, and you need to rest at will!".

Ling Feng pondered and concentrated again, but slowly found that the cultivator who was still in good spirits just now had become more and more depressed since the shopkeeper appeared.

It seems that they are only now starting, and the last group of people to eat are all unconscious.

Xiao Er also closed the door of the restaurant with his hands and feet, and then helped the fainted cultivator to the back hall.

"What exactly is the person behind this restaurant trying to do?"

In the middle of the night, about ten horse-drawn carriages appeared in the back hall of the hotel, and several men in black jumped from them.

The shopkeeper stepped forward respectfully: "Your Excellency, everything is ready, you can load the car now!"

The man in black nodded faintly and took out a large stack of silver tickets.

"This is the master's reward for you!".

"The little ones don't dare to take it!".

The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt on the ground: "I can contribute a little bit of strength to the great cause of the master, this is what the villain should do!"

"You're quite sensible!".

The man in black stuffed the silver ticket into his sleeve without a trace: "Hurry up!"

When Ling Feng saw this, the shopkeeper could let so many people pass out for no reason, and his cultivation should not be low.

So how high is his master's cultivation, and what kind of organization is this?

In troubled times, the ghosts and ghosts really couldn't help but jump out.

Time was very fast, all the people who had fainted were loaded into the car, and the man in black encouraged the shopkeeper a few words and left with everyone.

passed through the city gate smoothly, but the group headed in the direction of Da Zhou.

"How can these wagons fly?".

Ling Feng was surprised, he could be sure that there were no spiritual power fluctuations on these black-clothed people, and the carriage was really flying on its own.

For this alone, Ling Feng was sure that it would be a big fish this time.

Time was quick, and the carriage landed in a col.

After entering the belly of the mountain smoothly, the carriage stopped in an open place.

Ling Feng carefully observed his surroundings, and there was nothing around him except rocks.

It's just that Ling Feng knows that this matter is not as simple as he imagined, because if there were no weirdness here, the man in black would not have stopped the carriage here.

Sure enough, a moment later, a crack opened in the rock that had been flat.

The men in black entered in turn with the carriage, and after a few breaths, a huge pool of blood appeared in front of them.

The length and width are about three zhang each, and there is a man in black sitting on each side, his hands are forming complicated handprints at this time, and there are words in his mouth.

The blood in the pool was making a 'gurgling' sound, as if it was boiling.

In the pool of blood, except for the heads, the rest of the cultivators were soaked in it, drowsy.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes contracted, such a familiar scene seemed similar.

"Shi Ji Niangniang!".

Ling Feng thought about it again, and was very sure that when Dongfang Yanran gave him a 'Gu' before, he had indeed seen such a blood pool.

It's just that at that time, the blood pool was to summon the demons, so the estimated effect of the blood pool in front of him was the same.

"This Shi Ji Niangniang is really immortal!".

Ling Feng sighed, the last time the barbarians were in their group, the Great Prophet destroyed Shi Ji's clone, but he didn't expect her true body to hide in this place.

Sure enough, soon, Shi Ji's figure appeared.

The man in black knelt down on one knee: "Stone Protector, the food has been brought, do you need to throw them down!".

Shi Ji nodded, and the man in black threw the cultivator in the carriage into the pool of blood as he said.

"Go back and tell the sect leader that this magic circle can succeed in half a month at most!"

The man in black nodded, then arched his hand and walked out slowly.

"Master!".

Ling Feng's eyes contracted, and he was shocked.