Chen Feng pushed open the door and looked at some Japanese-style houses, which were completely empty, only illuminated by a few oil lamps.

On the side of the door is enshrined a portrait of Maoshan Zhenjun, Chen Feng was solemn and respected, and made a Taoist salute to the portrait.

However, in this way, Chen Feng is indeed the home of the four-eyed Taoist, and it is impossible for ordinary people to worship the portrait of Maoshan Zhenjun, and he is still so pious.

After saluting, seeing that there was no one in the house at all, Chen Feng put down the evil wolf on his back and walked towards the inner room.

"Master, are you back?"

After the young man returned from the old monk, he cautiously leaned against the door and stretched out his head to ask inside, because his eyes had been looking inside, he did not find the corpse of the evil wolf behind the door at all.

Chen Feng, who had been walking around the house without any gain, was just about to go out, when he suddenly heard someone talking outside, hurriedly walked out of the inner room, and saw a young man tiptoeing in.

Looking at each other for a while, Chen Feng was just about to speak and ask, but the young man shouted directly.

"Where did the little thief come from, he dared to come to me to steal something".

After the young man finished speaking, he rushed directly towards Chen Feng.

Since the distance between the two sides was not too far, Chen Feng didn't react at all, and was directly punched in the chest by the young man, taking two steps back.

Chen Feng, who knew that he was at a loss, rubbed his chest with a faint pain, and hurriedly shouted at the young man who was about to rush over again.

"Senior brother, senior brother, I am your junior brother, and my own family is my own family."

"Oh, you little thief, not only stole things to my house, but also dared to pretend to be my junior brother, my master is only one of my disciples.

It seems that if you don't loosen your muscles and bones today, you don't even know whose territory this is."

The young man angrily hit Chen Feng again, and Chen Feng had no choice but to dodge around.

"Jiale, is something wrong?"

The sound of the fight here reached the next room, and the old monk who was eating hurriedly rushed over with his apprentice.

Seeing the old monk who came in, Jiale stopped and pinched his waist.

"Master, it's not that my master is back, it's a little thief, no, I'm about to arrest him."

Chen Feng sat on the shelf with some grievances and looked at Jiale below, "I said, I'm not a thief, I'm your junior brother."

After listening to Chen Feng's words, Jiale was a little angry again and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by the old monk.

"Jiale, things haven't been figured out yet, don't move your hands and feet."

The old monk first admonished Jiale, and then turned his head to look at Chen Feng who was sitting on the bookshelf.

Just looking at it like this, the old monk suddenly felt a little surprised. Before, because all his attention was on Jiale, he didn't notice this young man at all.

It's just that after looking so closely, I suddenly found that the young man had reached the late stage of foundation building. Especially young people, who seem to be in their 20s.

Over the years, I have traveled south and north, and I don't know how many young juniors I have seen, and they are basically in the middle stage of foundation building. Even if there are a few juniors who have broken through to the late stage of foundation building, the spiritual power on their bodies is not as strong as the young man in front of them.

The old monk suppressed the surprise on his face and said to Chen Feng, who looked aggrieved.

"This benefactor, come down first, let's make things clearer."

Chen Feng listened to the old monk's words, and then looked at the situation at the scene, he was indeed stopped by the old monk, jumped down directly, and fell down easily.

Chen Feng came to the old monk's side dejectedly, he slept in the open for two or three days before coming here, but he didn't expect to be directly beaten as a thief.

"Master, you see that he still looks aggrieved, believe it or not, I will fix you in minutes."

Jiale said as he stared at the young woman behind the old monk, as if she was showing off something.

If Chen Feng didn't understand this, then he had really lived in vain all these years, and he was obviously used as a whetstone by Jiale.

"Okay Jiale, don't talk nonsense, with your strength, this donor will really make a move, and he will be knocked down in minutes, but it's you."

The old monk shook his head at Jiale helplessly, but this made him more sure that the young man in front of him must know here, otherwise if he really started, it was really not necessary for him to hit whom.

Jiale, who originally wanted to present himself majestic in front of the beauties, was dumbfounded when he heard the words of the old monk, and looked at Chen Feng in disbelief.

"Master, you're not mistaken, are you? With his little arm he can beat me."

Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at himself, compared to Jiale, he was indeed a small arm. But my brother's muscles are all grown to the bones, don't look at my brother's thinness, my brother is full of muscles.

Don't look at being chased and beaten by you just now, it's actually that you don't want to do it. If you really want to do it, you can rub it on the ground with one hand.

The old monk smiled and shook his head and explained to Jia Le, "This little benefactor has reached the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and he is also the kind that is at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, how can you be his opponent as a person in the middle stage of foundation building?"

The old monk's words not only made Jia Le stunned, but even the young woman who followed the old monk looked at Chen Feng incredulously, as if she couldn't believe that the young man in front of her, who was about the same age as herself, had such a high cultivation.

The old monk clasped his hands together at Chen Feng, "Amitabha, the donor will talk about you."

Chen Feng performed a Taoist etiquette towards the old monk, and then turned his head to look at Jiale.

"Senior Brother Jiale, I am indeed your junior brother. However, my master is the ninth uncle, not the four-eyed uncle."

Jiale listened to Chen Feng's words, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Jiale suddenly thought of something and looked Chen Feng up and down. "Alas, no, are you a literary talent or an autumn student? In this way, you should be my senior brother, how can it become that I am your senior brother."

"Eh, isn't it possible that Uncle Nine has accepted a new apprentice, didn't Uncle Simu tell you?"

Chen Feng patted his forehead, he really didn't expect his sense of existence to be so low. I'm a traverser anyway.,Why don't you even give a little treatment to the protagonist.,It's completely become a passerby.。

"Uncle Shi's new apprentice".

Jiale lowered his head and thought about it, and suddenly a frightened expression appeared on his face.

"You, you are the one my master rescued from the woods more than a year ago".

Jiale stammered, unable to believe what Chen Feng said. Seeing Chen Feng nodding and admitting, he was still a little incredulous.

"No, didn't you just apprentice a year ago? Why is your cultivation higher than mine now?"

Jiale naturally knew that his uncle had accepted a new apprentice, and this new apprentice was rescued by his master from the woods.

As for why he didn't expect it to be Chen Feng, he was completely confused by the words of the old monk before. After all, Chen Feng only worshipped his uncle as a teacher a year ago, and now he has reached the late stage of foundation building, which is to eat the treasure of heaven and earth, and he does not have such a high level of cultivation.

Thinking that I have been practicing with my master for more than 20 years, I am only in the middle stage of foundation building. Naturally, he would also think of Qiusheng literary talent, who had also practiced with his uncle for more than 20 years, and Chen Feng was left behind.

The old monk also seemed to be shocked by Jiale's words, now that heaven and earth lack aura, it is not easy to cultivate. It only took Chen Feng more than a year to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building, which was simply incredible, and he called the future life terrifying.

"Is this the person who is wrapped in the aura of the protagonist"?

Chen Feng looked at the three people in front of him with a surprised look, and felt a little proud in his heart, the protagonist is the protagonist in the end, it is awesome.