Big Brother is great again

"Is an apology useful? If it is useful, why should we practice?" The young man said arrogantly, while straightening his mandarin jacket to make the thick muscles on his arms more obvious.

The disciples in charge of guarding seemed to have not seen the conflict between the two, and they still methodically demanded fees from the person who teleported out from behind.

Seeing the indifferent appearance of the guard disciples, Chen Feng felt a little strange. It was about to start a fight, but no one came to take care of it, so he could only continue to say: "What do you want, draw the line."

"Hehe, you look pretty rude. Let me tell you, I was very upset when you stuck me and couldn't get out. I need you to pay for this teleportation fee!" It's not big enough to scare Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was amused in his heart, and he had been doing it for a long time just to blackmail such a few spirit stones.

"Here, here are the fees for the spirit stones you handed in just now." Chen Feng said and handed the young man fifteen top-grade spirit stones. Just now, the young man only handed in fifteen high-grade spirit stones.

Seeing Chen Feng taking out the spirit stone so generously, the young man rolled his eyes, and the joy in his eyes flashed away: "Are you bluffing me? Who said there are only so few spirit stones? Are you sending beggars away?"

Chen Feng frowned: "Take it, counting the spirit stones you brought, there are thirty in total." Then, he took out fifteen high-grade spirit stones again.

Chen Feng's actions made the guarding disciples disdain for a while. In their view, weakness is the original sin that should not be sympathized with. Chen Feng looks like a weak monk now, which is a big problem for all Dongzhou monks. Very shameful thing.

Chen Feng didn't know this, but the young man did. Seeing Chen Feng subdued again, the young man's heart became more and more out of control.

"Boy, let me tell you the truth, you don't have a thousand high-grade spirit stones today, so don't even think about leaving here!" The young man said viciously, slowly approaching Chen Feng to give Chen Feng a sense of oppression.

"Are you sure?" Chen Feng had no expression on his face, and took back the spirit stone in his hand.

This time, Chen Feng became angry.

Chapter 295

After angering Chen Feng, the young man didn't show any fear at all. The body cultivator couldn't see his cultivation level before making a move. Chen Feng's elegant appearance in brocade robes didn't look like a body cultivator. Chen Feng felt a sense of oppression, so he naturally thought that Chen Feng was just a low-level monk.

Inferiority equals weakness, and weakness is the original sin in the entire cultivation world!

Weak and weak, two original sins appeared on Chen Feng at the same time, which made the young man feel that he had eaten Chen Feng to death.

"What? The school-level guy is still angry? Let me tell you, the master is going to take a sum from you today. If you don't accept it, you can do it, and the master will bear it!" The young man poked his neck and looked arrogant.

With a cold light in Chen Feng's eyes, he slapped the young man who was close at hand with his big mouth.

After ten breaths.

The young monk knelt on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, kowtowed and cried: "Grandpa, I was wrong, please forgive me, I was really wrong, my grandson, I am blind, and an expert bumped into grandpa, I hope grandpa will give me some help." Let the grandson leave."

In front of the young man, Chen Feng looked down at the weeping young man from a high position: "Struggling for the strong, bullying the weak is not what we and other monks should do. I pay you the spirit stone out of politeness, not because I am really afraid of you, you know What is the most important thing besides one's practice?"

The young man stopped crying, raised his head and stared blankly at Chen Feng with a snot in his nose: "Sun, grandson doesn't know."

"My generation of monks walks against the sky, which is the way to be condemned by the heavens. If we don't have a heart of benevolence and no compassion, how is it different from that beast?" Chen Feng said righteously.

Da Hong, who was watching the show, suddenly glanced at Chen Feng resentfully, then moved his throat, and the food in the storage ring instantly appeared in his mouth.

"Baji, baji." Dahong looked at the young man kneeling on the ground unhappily while chewing on the piece of meat.

If it weren't for this guy, Boss Chen Feng wouldn't have said such misleading words. Thinking about it, Da Hong's teeth biting the meat used a little more force.

The young man turned his head to look at Da Hong who was suddenly chewing meat, and scratched his head embarrassingly: "Grandpa said yes, grandson will remember."

When the surrounding guards saw this scene, they shook their heads helplessly. Now they could see that the one who was really cowardly was the tall young cultivator!

After this guy called him grandpa a few times, he now claims to be his grandson. He really has no pressure at all, and he is not afraid of killing the young man in front of him.

"Well, it's good that you understand. By the way, where is your storage bag?" Chen Feng nodded and asked.

The young man was stunned and instinctively wanted to hide his storage bag, but he reluctantly took it out after seeing Chen Feng's gaze.

Chen Feng took the storage bag, opened it to feel the contents, then shook his head and sighed: "Oh, poor child, there are only so few belongings, now, I have a storage ring here, and there are still some things in it. I'll give it to you."

The young man was stunned, and then reached out to take the storage ring from Chen Feng. He couldn't understand why Chen Feng not only didn't rob him of his finances, but gave him something back. This, could it be that the words of grandpa? benefit?

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes lit up, and he kowtowed harder to call his grandfather.

However, Chen Feng didn't give him anything, but turned around and left with Dahong.

It wasn't until Chen Feng walked away that the young man looked around a few times. After seeing a few malicious eyes, he directly accelerated and rushed into the alley next to him.

After avoiding other people's eyes, the young man spread his hands, looked at the storage ring on his palm and smiled foolishly: "Heh, heh, that idiot gave away valuables so easily, it's because of his strong cultivation A little bit, otherwise I will make a fortune today."

As he said that, the young man's consciousness sank into the storage ring with excitement. When he saw the contents of the storage ring clearly, the young man was stunned.

I saw that inside the storage ring, where the length, width and height were no more than two meters, there were countless wooden sticks and bamboo sticks, large and small, as well as many pots and pans, and countless scattered paper bags. , just like the food waste left behind by a food court after a hot sale.

After the young man was dazed, he emptied out all the contents of the storage ring without believing in evil, and it turned out that there was really only a pile of garbage without even a spirit stone!

"God damn liar, return my storage bag!" The young man roared in dismay, the storage bag contained all his wealth!

"Found it, he's here!" Several strong men suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The young man looked up, and immediately trembled. All the strong men at the alleyway had green eyes, and their eyes were fixed on the young man's chest. To be precise, it was the storage ring held by the young man on his chest!

"Boy, hand over the storage ring, maybe we can let you go, otherwise, you will look good!" said the strong man in the head. It has been moving people's hearts since ancient times, and Chen Feng handed over the storage ring in front of everyone. The young man, and Chen Feng's gorgeous clothes did not look like ordinary people, so those unruly people who witnessed everything set their sights on the young man.

Of course, it's not that no one hit Chen Feng's attention, it's just that Chen Feng showed a little self-cultivation when beating the young man violently, so these few strong men who are not strong can only come to trouble the young man and dare not go to Chen Feng Yes, only a few people had confidence in their hearts and left the teleportation array with Chen Feng.

The young man clenched the storage ring in his hand, and the expression on his face gradually changed from shock and resentment to final determination.

"Get lost! I won't hand it over!"

After shouting, the young man ran into the depths of the alley.

"Damn it, this kid wants to die, chase me!"

Everyone cheered and chased after him in a big wave.

Walking on the main road of Devil's Cliff City, the special combination of Chen Feng and Dahong attracted the attention of most people around. Cultivators are extremely rare. Cultivators wearing brocade robes and dogs are even less likely to see them once a year, so wherever Chen Feng appears along the street, they all look at Chen Feng like a monkey. The female cultivator at the point was still wearing a three-point style and pretended to be crowded and squeezed over, just wanting to rub some oil on Chen Feng.

Facing those female cultivators with malicious intentions, Chen Feng was completely unmoved. He walked in whatever direction he wanted. Even if a female cultivator bumped into him head-on, Chen Feng still bumped into them with solid steps, knocking them into the ground. Come on, this action caused those female cultivators to chuckle frequently.

While being watched by everyone, Chen Feng was also observing the people and things around him.

Chen Feng didn't know what the other cities in Dongzhou were like, but as far as Moya City was concerned, the folk customs here were dozens of times stronger than those in Yunshan City. Chen Feng had traveled all the way, just fighting I saw several cases, walking on the road, I could often see people with bruised noses and swollen faces coming towards them, and some of them stared at Chen Feng viciously when they saw Chen Feng looking at them, but the bruises and bruises on their faces were really not deterrent.

In addition, Chen Feng also discovered that the cultivation popularity rate in Moya City is much higher than that in Yunshan City. From the time Chen Feng got off the teleportation formation until now, only a few people who looked sick were the only ones he saw. Without cultivation, even the aunts selling vegetables on the side of the road are full of blood and look like they have practiced physical exercises.

In fact, this point is not difficult for Chen Feng to understand. Compared with the strict requirements of Qigong, the difficulty and requirements of physical cultivation are undoubtedly much lower. Those who cannot practice Qigong can mostly practice physical cultivation. Unless there are some people who are naturally sick and weak, anyone with a little healthy cells can practice some physical exercises.

However, the difficulty of physical training is low, but it is really difficult to practice, especially in terms of consumption, which is several times greater than that of Qi training monks, and some powerful skills are even dozens of times that of Qi training at the same stage !As a result, many people in Dongzhou were able to practice at the beginning, but very few practiced at a high level. Most of them were like the grocery shopping lady on the roadside, who only had the strength equivalent to the first level of Qi training.

Walking on a main road in Magic Cliff City, Chen Feng carefully observed the shops on both sides of the street.

This time, Chen Feng did not come to Dongzhou to wander aimlessly, but came with a clear goal.