The foggy morning was a little cold. Because of the vibration of the ancient abyss, many cultivators rushed to the periphery of the cave abyss, giving people a feeling of chaos in the market.

"Cruff~~~"

A door on the third floor of the restaurant was opened. Chen Feng, who had tidied up his clothes, had walked out calmly, causing a servant holding a basin to show a look of surprise on his face.

The third wing room with the Qiu-sized font was obviously no one to move in, and the door was locked, but a young man with black hair walked out from inside. This kind of thing really made the servant stunned.

"Go and arrange a table of good dishes and a jar of wine."

Faced with the shock of the servant in his twenties, Chen Feng took out a handful of golden seeds from the storage bag and said with a disrespectful smile.

"Go and arrange it for the immortal master immediately. If the immortal master likes quietness, please..." The servant took the golden gourd and asked Chen Feng with a smile.

"Just go downstairs, arrange the wine and food quickly."

Chen Feng lit his jade cigarette pipe and walked towards the first floor of the restaurant with leisurely expression.

When he arrived at the restaurant lobby and found a table near the floor-to-ceiling window, Chen Feng smoked his cigarette butt while observing the monks walking in a hurry on the street.

Compared with Cangbi City, there are many more cultivators in the city outside the city.

In this kind of cultivation market, there are not many mortals except for business vendors.

Because it was early in the morning, people were eating in the restaurant and the whole lobby seemed quite quiet.

Chen Feng, whose appearance and breath have changed, had no intention of being low-key. He occasionally took a few sips with his jade cigarette pouch. The old god was drinking fragrant tea, with a look of comfort and satisfaction.

The servant who took the benefits did not dare to neglect at all. He soon served Chen Feng a full table of good wine and dishes.

As for why Chen Feng walked out of the room where no one was staying in, the servant had already calmed down a little.

In the cultivation market, there are many monks with strange temperaments. As long as they give gold, they will be the old man, which is enough to suppress their shock.

Chen Feng didn't ask the servant, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

After drinking and eating, Chen Feng wiped his hands. He patted his stomach and stood up with satisfaction, walked outside without any intention of leaving a room in the restaurant.

After taking a breath, the fresh air blowing from the green grassland. Feeling the warmth of the sunshine on his face. Chen Feng couldn't help but spread his arms and expanded his chest.

Although it was early morning, Chen Feng, who had enough food and drink, looked lazy and wandered freely in the market.

Not long after, Chen Feng had already bought ten dozen mid-level white talisman silk, five golden nanmu, six bottles of monster blood, and a pen made of bird feathers in the market.

As for the artifact, Chen Feng also bought two. Not only did he have a dagger with restrained spiritual power into his waist bag, he also made a black iron battle axe that was tall.

Although both items are high-level magic weapons, if used properly, they can still cause considerable damage to low-level monks.

Not long after, Chen Feng got three of the Thunder Pearls. This kind of thing that can cause a certain blow to the Jindan monk is also of great value.

Fortunately, it was the spirit stone that the flower snatched, so Chen Feng didn't feel very distressed.

With the intention of having the strength and not having enough to do a few more votes for him and not having to worry about not having any spiritual stones, Chen Feng looked like a rich man, and bought whatever he saw. In just a short while, he had already used five intermediate spirit stones.

"Grandpa, that monk in the early stage of Tongxuan is so rich..." A girl with a black veil looked at Chen Feng's departure and sighed at an old man wearing a hat beside her.

"You forgot my advice again, don't easily investigate other people's cultivation. There are many powerful monks in the Guyuan Market. If you don't pay attention, you will cause trouble. You can clean up and leave quickly." The old man who put away the middle-level spirit stones reminded the girl.

There are quite a few monks in the market who wear strange clothes, and many of them set up stalls do not show their true faces.

Because of the gathering of the demon monks in the cave abyss, there are many good things in the market here with unknown origins, and even some righteous monks are doing some shameful transactions here.

Shortly after the burial of ancient times, Guyuanfang Market became a distribution center for some items that could not be seen in the light, and became famous in Yancangzhou of the Great Xia Dynasty.

I was wandering around the east side of the market for an incense stick. Seeing a stall making a noise, Chen Feng walked with his eight-character steps and was extremely terrible.

"Mao Li, I don't know where you made such a broken thing, but you dared to ask for a high-level spirit stone. Could it be that you scared your brain in the ancient burial disaster, right?" A young man in yellow smiled at the black man stall owner with a panther and exposed breasts.

"If you can't afford it, get away. Don't be whining here. What kind of world is there now? After the ancient burial disaster, the value of all cultivation resources is rising rapidly. This thing is definitely worth a high-level spirit stone." The black man seemed very fierce, holding a flat and round object engraved with ancient seals in his big hand, and opening his mouth as if he wanted to eat people.

Chen Feng, who approached the stall, slapped a handsome young man from behind and slapped him in the ear and squatted on the ground. Even his female companion was dissatisfied.

"Stand in the pit and don't shit, get out."

He squatted on the ground, and Chen Feng kicked his big feet at his head, and rolled his body several times.

Seeing Chen Feng's bad behavior with a big thorny look on his face, many low-level monks watching him were all out of the way, fearing that they would be beaten innocently like handsome young men.

The young man who was beaten by Chen Feng twice almost got angry with his brute force, covered his head and didn't even know why he was beaten.

"What's going on?"

A few monks watching the stalls did not react, but they instinctively felt something was wrong.

"How could there be such a domineering and arrogant guy? He is simply lawless..." A late-stage female cultivator in a flower dress found that the young man who was beaten stupid, looked at Chen Feng, who looked awesome and coquettish, and couldn't help but secretly whisper.

"Who are you?"

Facing Chen Feng, who was approaching, the black man with a frank breast exposed, looked at him and asked curiously.

"I want to see what you have. If it is a good thing, I can consider buying it." Chen Feng looked at the cultivators and looked like a rich man.

"Can you, a cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan, afford the price I paid?" Although Chen Feng was acting badly, the black man with the aura of the early stage of the Golden Pill was not afraid of him.

"Are you afraid I'll take it?"

Chen Feng was smoking the jade cigarette pipe while touching the storage bag.

Seeing Chen Feng taking out more than 30 storage equipment in succession, throwing it into a small pile on the ground. Not only did the black man look a little strange, but even the monks watching were all shocked.

After a little checking of several storage bags and embroidery bags, the black man found that they all contained spirit stones and various cultivation resources, and none of them were empty.

It seemed that the black man was in a state of emotion. He checked the storage equipment that Chen Feng threw on the ground one by one. Many cultivators had realized that these various storage equipment were gathered in one person's hands, and it was very likely that the original owner had been killed.

"How about it, can you show me the thing in your hand now?" Chen Feng grinned, absolutely wealthy and arrogant.

"There are many monks who make a living by killing people and robbing treasures in Guyuanfang City, and there are some cultivation items that cannot be seen. However, people like you are a bit interesting..." With the knowledge of the black man, it is almost certain that most of these thirty-six storage tools are owned by the Tongxuan period cultivators.

Even if there is no spiritual existence in the storage bag, the black man thinks that the value added together can be exchanged for at least fifty intermediate-level spirit stones.

Although he was dissatisfied with Chen Feng's arrogance, the dark man's slightly anger had already disappeared when he faced the guy who could take out these storage equipment. He smiled and handed the round thing in his hand to the man grinning not far away.

Chen Feng, who took the flat and round thing, couldn't help but feel that the small thing was extremely heavy. Not to mention being as quiet as a black man, if he was a cultivator in the ordinary Qi Refining Stage, he might not be able to handle it.

After careful observation of the flat and round object, he found that it was not only not damaged at all, but also had mysterious ancient texts that were difficult to identify. Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little moved, and also understood why the black man wanted a high-level spirit stone.

After all, if a cultivator with a little knowledge of something like Chen Feng's hand will know that it is not an ordinary person.

"What is this?"

Chen Feng did not ask where some items that looked like round chess pieces came from.

The black man shook his head: "I only know that this thing is difficult to refine. No matter what method is used, it cannot be destroyed at all."

"Although I don't know what it is and what it does, it is an interesting thing. I just sorted out the things in the storage utensils. If you are willing to trade, I will save trouble and sell them one by one." Chen Feng clashed with the flat metal object that was white in the black and looked at the black man with a smile.

In fact, Chen Feng didn't know much about this item from the black man, but he instinctively felt that it was not simple. If Zhu'er woke up in the future, he could ask her to help him take a look.

"The things in your storage utensils are not worth the price I offer..." The black man seemed a little hesitant.

Chen Feng smiled helplessly: "I only have these things, but conservatively estimate that the value is also upwards of 60 intermediate-level spirit stones, and there are quite a lot of things in the storage equipment. If you find a buyer with different needs, the value should be raised upwards. The distance between 100 intermediate-level spirit stones is not much different."

When he heard Chen Feng pour out the value of the things in the storage utensils, not only the many monks who watched the fun were shocked, but even the black man in the early stage of the Golden Pill had slightly changed his facial expressions.

"Although you have taken advantage of it, I'm not relieved to keep that thing in my hands. You can take it away." The black man quickly put away a bunch of storage equipment, as if a flat metal object was more valuable.

"happy!"

Chen Feng opened his mouth and swallowed the flat metal into the world, and left the black man's stall carelessly.

"What are you looking at? Want to grab it..."

Facing the crowd that did not disperse immediately, the black man with a frank breast exposed, opened his mouth and roared fiercely.

"That weird guy is not simple. Have you noticed those storage tools?" A white-veiled masked girl standing in the distance of the crowd said with a smile at the evil old servant beside her.

"It seemed that there was no such person in Guyuanfang City before. Should I take him..." Before the Yinxie Old Man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a masked girl with a smile and raised her hand.

"If I guess correctly, you can't take him. News came from the Xunluan Mountains before, saying that Chen Feng had driven a mecha and took away the opportunity below Xiaoyao Valley with the bombardment of five terrifying ancient puppets. In front of Mrs. Han, Xia Jingtian, and Wu Ziming, three life and death powerhouses!" The scarf girl sighed with a smile.

"I have heard of this. Does the Holy Aunt think that the bad Tongxuan period monk has anything to do with the changes in the Xunluan Mountains?" The old man's eyes shone with his breath and looked at Chen Feng who was still wandering.

"Although there is no way to tell what's going on on the surface, it was rumored that Chen Feng killed many Tongxuan cultivators from all walks of life in the Xunluan Mountains. The more than 30 storage tools that the man just took out were things that belonged to the Tongxuan cultivators of the Xunluan Mountains that disappeared from the Tongxuan cultivators of the Xunluan Mountains." The statement of the scarf girl surprised the old man behind her.

Details determine success or failure. The old man never expected that the scarf girl would pay attention to the Xunluan Mountains and those things that disappeared from the Tongxuan period cultivators.

"But that person is not Chen Feng, and the incident in the Xunluan Mountains has not happened for long..." Although the old man believed in the eyes of the scarf girl, an incredible expression still showed on his face.

"It may not be that different appearances and auras are different. After the strange turmoil in Guyuan, a strange guy appeared in the market. I don't think this is a coincidence." The girl in the scarf said with a faint smile.

"I don't know how he appeared. It's just a demon cultivator, and there is no such domineering and arrogant person!" The old man watched as the handsome young man who was beaten until then was still stupid, and couldn't help but feel a strange impact on Chen Feng's rampant and bad behavior.

The beaten young man was not very weak, and his beautiful female companion was also a monk in the early stage of Tongxuan, but he was bullied by Chen Feng, but he didn't even dare to say anything.

For normal monks, they were really a little afraid of the barbaric and unscrupulous Chen Feng.

Especially when Chen Feng was wearing a bird-wool coat, weird sunglasses, unruly and messy short hair, hanging legs and tight leggings, and fancy shirt grinning, revealing his strong chest and abdominal muscles, it even brought others an evil visual sense.

"Are there no more difficult characters?"

Chen Feng, who had finally escaped from danger, was extremely excited at this time. His feet were wearing pointed black cloth shoes and eight-character steps, and his legs were hanging tights exposed his ankles without socks.

"Chen Feng, what are you doing? How proud are you..." A woman's giggle sounded from behind Chen Feng, almost causing him to stagger.

Chen Feng, who turned his head unnaturally, saw a girl wearing a bright red cloud gauze dress, and her feet were standing not far away and smiling at him, and her chin almost clanged.
To be continued...