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"Among mortals, you are not bad~!" the monk leaned over and said lightly, the look that seemed to be talking about ants made Chen Feng feel very unhappy.

"Then I want to thank you for your compliment! I don't know, why did Your Excellency Monk bring me here?" Chen Feng stood on the top of the cliff without humility or arrogance, and Chen Feng's robe was hunting in the cold wind.

"Naturally, there is something! since you have passed my test, it will be of great use to me, and I would like to ask you a few questions," the monk's whole body was covered in his robe, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper pulling through rusty iron. The feathers under the cliff slowly floated up, sinking up and down around the monk, circling around, as if they had lost their original lethality!

Chen Feng pursed his lips and smiled, his bewildered smile back on his face.

"You have a lot of strength, your body is very agile, but you are too young! You are only fifteen years old, even if you are a genius, it is impossible to practice ** to such a strong level, if you rely on yourself you will never reach such a level, I have seen the grapes you sell, which contains an extremely thin elixir breath, have you eaten any elixir! Or is there any secret on that grape cliff?" The monk's words flickered far and near, extremely charming, obviously using some kind of magic and other magic techniques.

Chen Feng couldn't help but want to answer several times, and finally Chen Feng seemed to be unable to resist the monk's magic voice, and replied, "Grapes are not unusual, but before, I stole a vermilion fruit in a forest guarded by fierce beasts, and was poisoned half to death, and after waking up again, I have much more strength and a much clearer mind."

Chen Feng was lying, he did have such an experience, but it was Ahri's experience, not his!

The monk nodded, he didn't know that there was a natural charm master behind Chen Feng, so he naturally believed Chen Feng's words.

"Another question, your knife technique is quite interesting, and the technique of spitting and exploding is even fresher, was it taught to you by the monk?"

"How can I have that blessing, this knife technique is taught to me by a Chinese teacher, he always helps me summarize the writing method of the composition, and I learn to learn it and integrate it into the knife technique!" Chen Feng seemed to be recalling something, and smiled.

"Language—this man's name is strange, but what is the composition?" said the monk to himself, his mind full of question marks. Suddenly, the monk raised his head, "You can go back to the Heavenly Immortal Pavilion with me!"

"Master Monk, why should I go with you?" Chen Feng didn't move at all, but asked.

"Hehehe, naturally because I can destroy you with a wave of my hand, my fist is bigger than you" The monk smiled weirdly and replied softly.

"I only do things that are beneficial" Chen Feng lowered his head and shook the blood stains on the firewood knife vigorously, not afraid of the monk's threat at all.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, the feathers in front of the monk suddenly stopped flying, and they froze motionlessly in place, as if waiting for the monk's order, the monk lifted his cloak, revealing a handsome face, but unfortunately this face was not perfect, the pale and sparse head, the age spots that grew around the delicate facial features, and the endless fine wrinkles, made this guy with still young facial features look like a monster, "I appreciate you a little! Knowing that I am a monk, you dare to blackmail a little mortal, are you not afraid of death?"

Chen Feng's eyes widened, looking at the guy in front of him who didn't know if he was old or young. Surprised, he asked, "Have you gone mad?"

The monk's face was hideous, and he roared, "It seems that you are really not afraid of death! Okay! The deity will give you benefits! You go with me, the advantage is that I will spare you from death!"

Chen Feng sneered, "What a gift! If there is nothing else, let's do it! Die at the hands of a monk, I can be regarded as worth dying!"

Chen Feng was like a scoundrel, threw down the firewood knife in his hand, and sat on the ground like this, leaning his neck and waiting for slaughter.

The monk seemed to think of something, but suddenly calmed down, and chuckled, "Well, I'll give you something at will! What am I angry with an ant? Tell me, what do you want?"

Chen Feng's eyes rolled, and he began to ask for the price in the sky, "I want you monks to eat the elixir, I want to know how to become a monk, I want to know that you have such great powers, what do you want me to do as a little mortal?"

The monk suddenly shook his head and smiled, "I'm really confused by your anger, I forgot, you are a famous madman at the top of this small city, why am I standing here and telling you so much?

Seeing this, Chen Feng immediately stood with bated breath, how did he know that this wind could actually pass through the soul, Chen Feng only felt that the sky was spinning, and he became groggy, and the whole person fainted.

After the monk used this violent wind, his face was obviously white, coughing coughed, coughing and coughing coughed out a touch of red, the monk hurriedly took out a carved vase, tremblingly opened the bottle, the powder in this bottle was extremely weird, as soon as it was opened, it spewed out a strange and extremely spicy purple gas, the monk sucked all the escaping purple gas into his nose, and suddenly the white turned black, and the wrinkles on his face were obviously reduced a lot.

The monk was no longer rickety, but became much taller, helped Chen Feng up, and said with a faint smile, "I forgot to introduce, you can call me Mr. Mo, or Lord Mo~"

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When Chen Feng woke up, it was already noon!

Sandalwood gently steamed in the incense burner, and the whole room looked extremely beautiful.

When Chen Feng woke up, there was a girl sleeping beside him, the girl was very quiet, there were still some teardrops on her eyelashes, she was extraordinarily soft, this girl he knew, it was Miss Ning Xiang of Tianxian Pavilion, Chen Feng smirked, how could I have such a dream?

Suddenly, Chen Feng remembered the scene when he was last awake, he was talking to a man on the cliff! Monk?!Fainted! By the way, he should be at home!

Chen Feng rubbed his eyes vigorously, sure enough, it was true! Chen Feng hurriedly lifted the quilt, fortunately, he was still wearing pajamas!

"Ahri, the young master is awake, bring me clothes," Chen Feng said reflexively

Wearing pajamas, Ahri should be carried on his back!

Chen Feng was taken aback! What about Ahri?

When he opened the curtain, his eyes were shaken! What kind of room is this! Chen Feng never dreamed that the whole house would be so brilliant! But how could he have the heart to look at this room carefully at this moment, he wanted to find Ahri!

"Young Master Chen, are you awake~" The maid named Ning Xiang heard the noise in the room and hurriedly ran in to serve Chen Feng and get dressed.

"Where's my little fox?" Chen Feng's face was full of anxiety, he couldn't remember how he came to Tianxian Pavilion!

"Young Master mean the one in the basket, right? it was taken away by Mr. Mo," the maid said while helping Chen Feng get dressed.

(ps: It's not easy to get a new book, this week is obviously not as powerful as last week~ I see that many websites have transferred my book away, and I am really speechless with a little snickering, how to say that this is also a recognition of me by other website editors~ It's just that the click-through rate is a lot less, hehe, I hope you can support me, collect more, it would be better if there was a recommendation, thank you)

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