Lin Feng followed the position and direction of the man in the recording hall all the way to the canteen, and all the way, there was no figure in sight of the station.

"Isn't there anyone patrolling this apse?"

Lin Feng whispered to himself, when he was in the front hall, he would see a roving monk passing by outside the hall from time to time, but this apse was completely the opposite, he had been here for so long, and he had not seen a single roving monk walk by.

In fact, there is a reason for this, there are not many people stationed in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and the funds are not enough, so there are not too many monks.

Except for the only ten roving monks, the rest are all with regular jobs, nearly ten people in the Records Hall, nearly ten people in the Mission Hall, and a few people who work in the canteen, and there are no others.

With such a large station, only ten people can't take care of all of them, so they made a choice, the apse is a place to live, and there is no one to stay at ordinary times, they are all working, everyone's valuables are carried with them, and they are not worried about someone stealing from the apse.

And the front hall is the main place to do things, and it is ushered in, and no one inspects it, which is also an arrangement made by Elder Hong himself.

The road from the apse to the cafeteria was far enough, and Linfeng walked for nearly a stick of incense before looking at the smoking cafeteria.

Monks entered the door one after another, in twos and threes, and when they got closer, they snorted in the wind, and a fragrance wafted over.

"It's the taste of stewed snow swallows!"

Lin Feng identified the source of the fragrance, and was pleasantly surprised, and then quickened his pace and walked towards the cafeteria.

The taste of snow swallows is similar to that of cloud swallows, in the past, when he was in Qingyang Sect, Lin Feng often went to the mountains to hunt snow swallows, and then brought them back to stew, and the five masters and apprentices enjoyed them together.

At that time, the five masters and apprentices were not treated well by the Qingyang Sect, and only ordinary meals were provided, and if they wanted to eat something good, they had to go to the mountains to hunt for them.

At that time, Lin Feng didn't need to cultivate, and he couldn't cultivate, so he spent his time hunting in the mountains and took on the task of improving food for everyone.

Thinking about it now, although the conditions were difficult at that time, it was the happiest and warmest time for Linfeng from childhood to adulthood.

This is also the taste that Linfeng has been nostalgic for so many years, and he has never eaten it since he came down the mountain, and although he is now a monk, he runs around all day long, but he has no time to hunt snow swallows.

Entering the cafeteria, there are several large windows inside, all the monks receive their meals with their identity jade plates, and the hall of the canteen is dozens of square large tables.

There were already more than 20 monks and monks sitting at a table eating in twos and threes, some of whom liked to drink, and there was a large wine jar on the table.

Obviously, those who can sit at the same table are in a good relationship, and they have something to talk about when they sit together, and it seems a little awkward for unfamiliar people to squeeze over.

As soon as Linfeng came in, those people looked up one after another, and then continued to bow their heads to eat, as if Linfeng's arrival did not attract much attention from them, that is, just a glance.

From those who looked up, Lin Feng also saw a few familiar people, all of whom had seen in the Hall of Records, and one was the monk who had quarreled with Lin Feng outside the main hall.

Linfeng didn't care, and walked straight to the window to get the food, and the monk who was in charge of distributing the food at the window obviously didn't know Linfeng, and when he saw Linfeng coming, he was slightly stunned.

Lin Feng was also stunned by the other party's reaction, and suddenly remembered that he was a newcomer, so he took out his identity jade plate and showed it to the window monk.

"Xiao Yangfeng, it turned out to be a new Taoist friend!

As soon as the window monk saw Linfeng's identity jade card, he politely greeted him, and then gave Linfeng a meal.

"Thank you!"

Linfeng took his own food and walked to the hall, the politeness of the window monk made Linfeng feel a little good, and the window monk only had the cultivation of the spiritual realm, and it can be said that he was the person with the lowest cultivation in the entire station.

Linfeng can also understand that people with high cultivation are willing to serve people here and serve tea and food to people.

Lin Feng stood in the hall with the food and looked at it, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he found a table and sat down alone.

"Stewed snow swallow, I haven't eaten it for a long time!"

Lin Feng enjoyed a piece of snow swallow meat and put it in his mouth, well! The taste is really good, and it is even more delicious than what he made in Qingyang Sect back then.

"Hmph! Where did the hillbilly come from, it's like he hasn't eaten, it's a shame!"

Just as Linfeng was trying to enjoy the snow swallow, a discordant voice came. Good Mood Literature Network

Hillbilly?What's the situation?Who are you talking about??

Look at what I'm doing? I don't have any flowers on my face! No, is that sentence just talking about me? Just when Lin Feng was puzzled, his voice sounded again, answering the question in Lin Feng's heart.

"Hillbilly, look at it, it's you!"

This time, Lin Feng knew who was speaking, and saw a young man, estimated to be in his thirties, with a seventh-layer cultivation of melting blood, looking at him with disdain at the moment.

"Did you just mean me?"

Linfeng put down his chopsticks and looked up at the man, he didn't show that he was very excited, he always had to ask things clearly, otherwise he would be embarrassed if he hit the wrong person.

"That's right, that means you, a hillbilly who has never seen the world, the way you eat is really disgusting!"

The man glanced back at the few people following behind him, and spoke to Linfeng with a sneer on his face.

Damn! There are people looking for trouble after eating, I don't seem to have offended this birdman, the first time we met, I didn't say a word, I was reminiscing about the days in Qingyang Sect, this guy dared to mock himself, Linfeng couldn't sit still, stood up, and looked at the man.

"Birdman, what kind of green onion are you? Grandpa doesn't seem to provoke you, right? Why are you insulting me, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I'll let you climb out of here!"

Linfeng clenched his fists, his mana was running, and he was ready to shoot at any time, although he couldn't exert his full strength, but he still had the strength to compete with this man, and he had enough strength, so he was naturally not afraid.

When the man saw that Lin Feng dared to speak cruelly to himself, he immediately became furious and stared at Lin Feng viciously.

"Let me climb out? You really think of yourself as a person, Brother Zhan was careless for a while, I suffered your loss, I'm not afraid of you, just like you, you can only take advantage of the danger of others, you really want to have an upright duel, Brother Zhan will not lose to you, tell you clearly, I just don't like you, I want to teach you a lesson today, remember, the master is the deacon of the mission hall Zhu Wen!"

"I don't care if you are a pig or a dog, in my eyes you are all animals, I am not interested in knowing what your name is, livestock, let the horse come, I will send you to reincarnate as soon as possible!"

There are too many people here, this Zhu Wen is the deacon of the mission hall, he must not take the initiative until he has to do so, whoever strikes first will be at a loss, Linfeng is now going to provoke Zhu Wen, once Zhu Wen takes the lead, then everything he does is self-defense and counterattack, even if he is crippled, others can't say anything.

"You're looking for death!"

Sure enough, Zhu Wen was angered by Linfeng's words, Zhu Wen was usually stationed here, no one dared to care about him except Elder Hong, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.

I saw that when Zhu Wen spoke, the person had already rushed out and rushed straight towards Linfeng, holding a short sword in his hand, which stabbed Linfeng directly.

Seeing that the other party was killing with a weapon, Lin Feng was not afraid of him, and his footwork unfolded, directly dodging Zhu Wen's short sword, flashing behind Zhu Wen, forming a fist with his right hand, and smashing on Zhu Wen's back with hatred.

Zhu Wen missed, and when he felt bad, he wanted to turn around and attack, but he was suddenly hit hard in the back, and suddenly the whole person staggered forward, knelt on one knee, and supported himself on the ground with one hand.

But what is the difference between his current appearance and being ugly, the dignified seventh layer of blood melting was almost beaten down by a second layer of blood fusion, which is really embarrassing.

Lin Feng will not give him a chance to react, and after a successful blow, he will continue to kill after him.

As soon as Zhu Wen knelt on the ground, Linfeng's attack arrived, Zhu Wen didn't have time to react, he could only swing the short sword, his hands and feet supported the ground hard, and his whole body rotated and soared, flying backwards.

Lin Feng thought that he could hit Zhu Wen, but he didn't want him to react extremely quickly at this time, and while retreating, the short sword in his hand danced into a sword curtain and rotated.

Lin Feng naturally did not use his flesh and blood to fight against the opponent's blade, so he immediately dodged and took a few steps back to stand.

At this time, Zhu Wen had already stood up straight, holding a short sword, and looked at Linfeng a few feet away from him with a solemn expression.

After the short fight just now, Zhu Wen no longer dared to despise Linfeng, and he could be regarded as roughly estimating Linfeng's strength, and he was already shocked in his heart.

Zhan Wei, you are not unjustly defeated, such a freak of combat power can let you meet, you are also unlucky enough, not a brother I don't want to avenge you, I really can't do it.

Zhu Wen mourned for Zhan Wei for a while in his heart, he had no idea of fighting with Linfeng again, and he was not sure that he would win the other party if he continued to fight, and he would be beaten down by the other party.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and heroes don't do things that they are not sure of, but with so many people here watching, wouldn't it be too shameless if they bowed their heads and softened.

Forget it! Forget it! Why bother to get along with yourself, what is face, as long as you are safe and sound, face can be stepped on the ground, isn't it just to be soft, it's not that you haven't done it when you were out there before.

It seems that I have been a little carried away in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance over the years, and I have begun to care a little about face, this is very dangerous, too dangerous, and must be changed!

Zhu Wen made a decision in his heart, and immediately lost his strength, and said to Linfeng with his sword in his hand: "This brother, I'm sorry just now, I misunderstood! I hope my brother doesn't take it to heart, Zhu apologizes to my brother!"