Li Min looked confused.

I'll let you steal a hot pot base recipe.

Boss, why have you become the devil?

You are the most important, that is, you can become the manager of a hot pot restaurant!

Zhang Feng did not explain much about Li Min's doubts. After all, he didn't want others to know that he, the Qilinzi of Lizhou, secretly became the devil, and the bald evil man...

"Oh, it's okay. I mean, you might have to wait." Zhang Feng smiled, "The hot pot restaurant takes care of the recipe very strictly."

"It's okay, it's all up to the imperial teacher. Students dare not force anything." Li Min said respectfully.

Zhang Feng nodded, then left the teahouse and returned to the room arranged by the Magic Sect again.

The elders of the Demon Sect and the fat shopkeeper did not notice that Zhang Feng had left the backyard at all.

Zhang Feng is really too ordinary.

There is no sense of existence at all, there is no difference between being and not being...

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry and was running to regulate his breathing.

Since absorbing the top-quality "spirit stones" sent by the two old men Lao Dao and Lao Jian, Zhang Feng always felt that something seemed to be more in his body, but he couldn't detect what was more.

The magic that was just used seemed to be stronger than before.

But his cultivation level is still at the 985th level, and his spiritual power in his body has not increased much.

Zhang Feng didn't think much about this. After all, the spiritual power he needed to break through was already scary. Although more than a dozen top-quality spirit stones were precious, they really couldn't see much effect on him...

Time is spent in practice.

Zhang Feng still likes practicing very much, otherwise he would not have been in seclusion for three years.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, his spiritual sense sank into his dantian world. He watched Ling'er command a group of spiritual world bosses planting flowers and hoeing the ground. He watched Yin Moxiao excitedly guard the spiritual world bosses playing the suona, and watched the little heavenly people happily harvesting millet and steaming steamed buns.

The miscellaneous bird circled over the ocean of spiritual power, leaping down from time to time, picking up a small fish that appeared in its dantian for some reason.

The little turtle was lazy in the sun.

The Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth stands safely.

Above the Dantian world, bright galaxies flow, and the sun and the moon alternate, making them particularly brilliant.

Zhang Feng felt that the style of his dantian seemed to be getting worse and wrong... But Zhang Feng was not sure if there was a problem with his dantian. After all, no one had ever said whether there was a world in his dantian.

Perhaps, most monks have a world in their dantian?

By the time Zhang Feng came to his senses, it was already late at night the next day.

"Calculate the time, that demon lord should have arrived, too." Zhang Feng went out to take a sip of tea, frowned after he came back, and looked outside the yard.

Perhaps it was to avoid suspicion, or perhaps it was to leave room for the Demon Lord and Zhang Feng, the hot pot restaurant closed early tonight, and the fat shopkeeper and the elders of the Demon Sect left directly.

It's boring to be here alone.

And just as Zhang Feng finished speaking.

"Dangdangdang."

Someone knocked on the door.

"I'm finally here." Zhang Feng opened the door happily: "You're a little late."

But the next moment.

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Is he a woman?

Is the Demon Lord a girl?

Standing outside the door, there was a pretty boy carrying a golden gourd, wearing a gilded white robe, and jade around his waist. He tilted the golden folding fan in his hand, exuding the aura of wealth.

The boy had an overly handsome face and his chest muscles were a bit exaggerated. Zhang Feng could tell at a glance that this was a girl dressed as a man.

Zhang Feng was stunned and then came to his senses.

Wait, this is not the Demon Lord.

When more than twenty sects besieged Wufeng and wanted to take Mu Qiaoer away, Zhang Feng had met the Demon Lord, who was clearly a burly man.

"You..." Zhang Feng frowned slightly.

But the girl in front of her said with admiration: "I am worthy of being a senior!"

"It's not only the younger generation will come, but also the younger generation will come tonight!"

"It's true that it's like Jianxin... Well, what Xiao Jian said, seniors are masters who are rare!"

"My younger generation of Duobao Sheng... Well, I have met my senior, Xiao Ji, just call me Xiao Yu."

Yu Xuanji is particularly respectful.

But there was already cold sweat on his forehead.

Almost exposed!

You know, Jian Xinchen specifically told her that her senior was hiding his identity here just to play in the world. Even Jian Xinchen and Jian Xin Zhenjun Mad Sword True Lord only use the identity of an ordinary monk to contact her senior.

If I use the identity of the Holy Son of Duobao Holy Pavilion to contact my senior, I will probably be displeased by my senior.

By then, I am afraid that the Duobao Holy Pavilion will be in trouble!

What shocked Yu Xuanji even more was that.

Judging from Zhang Feng's tone, it seemed that she was coming tonight, and she was unintentionally blamed her for coming a little late?

You know, along the way, Yu Xuanji first entered Lizhou through the relationship of the Divine Court, and then inquired from many sources. Only then did he learn that Zhang Feng had arrived in the Tang Dynasty. Along the way, he just wanted to knock on a door at will and ask where Qilinzi was.

But I never thought of it.

As soon as the door is opened, it is Zhang Feng!

Such methods made Yu Xuanji's scalp numb! He actually figured out which door he would knock on!

Moreover, Zhang Feng calculated that she was late. It was because she was a little thirsty just now and stopped to find a teahouse to have a teahouse.

Could it be that senior, can you even calculate this?

Wait, the ordinary look of seniors seems to have seen them in a teahouse before...

A chill suddenly rose in Yu Xuanji's heart.

Could it be that the senior not only calculated that she was coming, but also calculated that she could drink tea and had observed her in the teahouse?

this……

Such strategic planning, such as planning the world, and such a thousand ways to make a huge awe in Yu Xuanji's heart.

Zhang Feng naturally didn't know what Yu Xuanji was thinking.

But when Zhang Feng suddenly understood when he heard Yu Xuanji say Xiao Jian.

oh.

It seems that this little fish is the friend of the little fish and the old fish.

I guess he is also a fan of calligraphy and painting enthusiasts. When he saw Lao Jian and Xiao Jian take the pen and ink he made through special effects, he couldn't help but feel it.

It was hard for her to find herself. It seemed that this little girl had some tricks.

However, although there are some methods, this little girl should not have a high cultivation level.

Judging from her aura, she only builds the foundation.

Moreover, this outfit emits golden light all over his body, and his rich and noble spirit is like a nouveau riche.

This is not in line with the temperament of a monk at all.

It is only those monks who have just left the world who use these secular things to dress themselves up, wishing everyone knew that they were very rich.

Zhang Feng thought, probably this little fish was just an inner disciple of a small sect, and his status was similar to Xiaojian, Laojian, Laodao and others.

But since I came to give money, I had no reason to refuse.

"I know the purpose of your coming." Zhang Feng nodded and stretched out a hand, "Have you brought the spirit stone?"

As soon as this is said.

Yu Xuanji's heart was even more shocked and his eyes were awe-inspiring!

He has calculated it again!
Chapter completed!