I Have Nine God Tree Martial Spirits at the Beginning

At that moment, the proprietress took out five taels of silver as a reward. After Chen Feng took the money, he thought it was okay, and the reward of five taels of silver was already very good.

This is enough to make an average family rich for two months.

"Chen Daochang, have you seen enough?" The woman looked at Chen Daochang with a smile. After all, the crisis of the husband was solved, and the woman was very happy.

The thin man also squeezed out a smile at the moment, and now that he thinks about it, he is indeed a little scared. What if he dies after a while? Isn't his wife going to remarry?

What about his family?

I'm still obsessed with weirdness and riddles! Thanks to this priest, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Chen Feng would not dislike having a lot of money. If he changed someone, he might have to add a little more money. After all, the proprietress is quite easy to talk to.

Chen Feng nodded, took the money and gave some instructions. After being sent off respectfully by the proprietress and the boss, he personally packed a carriage or two to take Chen Feng back.

After Chen Feng left, the guests of the restaurant and those who knew some things on the street were talking about it.

The proprietress made a big fuss about this matter, so many people knew about it. Now that Chen Feng, a little Taoist priest, left, many people started asking questions.

The proprietress kept praising him. This little Taoist leader is really good. He solved the problem as soon as he came, which surprised the people around him, so his reputation spread a little bit here.

He also told the people around him that there is something wrong with someone's family, and they must be looking for the Taoist leader...

On Chen Feng's way back, according to the normal route, Chen Feng will arrive home soon.

But when passing through a fork in the road, Chen Feng let the driver take a fork in the road.

The place he is going to is Hongshanling.

Red Mountain!

It was Chen Feng's second way back from the town.

A carriage has arrived here.

There are towering red trees everywhere here, every leaf and trunk, plus the red leaves piled up half a foot thick on the ground, all set against this place is red, as if this place has been covered with blood.

Chen Feng thinks the scenery here is very beautiful, but it looks a bit desolate, this place is full of red leaves.

In fact, it is also very famous.

It is actually only a few kilometers away from Yangzhou City.

Chen Feng obviously observed that there was a strange presence here, and he thought about it, if he was suppressing some strange things, his strength could still be improved.

In the future, true qi may be born.

Once the practice of Taiji Gong is complete and true energy is born, then he will really embark on a terrifying path of being a strong man.

So Chen Feng thought about it, and he stopped.

"Master Dao, it's not safe here! What are you doing here?" The coachman felt strange when he heard Chen Feng's request. He was an old man. Seeing the red mountains in front of him, the old man looked a little scared: "There are many bad things here. Let's go quickly!"

Before Chen Feng went astray, he felt something was wrong.

"Daoist, this is Hongshanling, a few kilometers away from Yangzhou City. It is a land of demons. We are on the outskirts. This place is very famous. It used to be a mass grave..."

"Well, I know!" Chen Feng nodded: "I've heard that there are many strange things in the rumors, but they live deep inside, and even the town magician dare not rush in. How about this, you go back first , I’ll just stay here!”

Since the owner of the coachman had already given the money before, after hearing what Chen Feng said, the old man was surprised and could only smile and said: "Chen Daochang is young, but he is very courageous. I am waiting for ordinary people here. Long stay, Daoist Chen wants to subdue demons, this is a good thing, I hope Daoist is safe..."

Chen Feng nodded, the coachman looked admiringly, and then drove away from here.

Chen Feng was here alone, staring ahead.

He walked quietly, preparing to suppress a few monsters and break through the ninth level of Tai Chi Gong before going back.

After walking for a kilometer, we have reached a point inside the Red Mountain Ridge. In the world of red dandans around, there is only the feeling of red.

It stands to reason that there is basically no one here. What Chen Feng didn't expect was that he only walked a kilometer before he heard movement ahead.

At first he thought it was a demon, but when he saw it recently, there was a monk in cassock in front of him, holding a golden Zen staff in his right hand, with a white beard, smooth hair, and slightly moving lips. Drink, you are coming and going with a mass of red mist, the sound is amazing.

How could there be a monk here?

Chen Feng saw that the monk was full of light, he was not a small character, but a person with a strong cultivation base, the red leaves were flying all over the sky on the ground, as they fought, the momentum danced violently, and the leaves appeared to swirl, making it impossible to fight open hand.

Every move and style contained the power of a storm, and Chen Feng watched quietly as a spectator.

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