The old crazy man hung up the phone very quickly and did not give Luo Feng a chance to react.

But Luo Feng's hand was trembling. Sure enough, at the critical moment, he had to rely on his master to support the scene.

After breathing a long sigh, Luo Feng suddenly felt a lot of relaxation in his whole body, and a strong sense of fatigue swept across his body.

Without thinking too much, Luo Feng settled the bill and planned to go home to take a shower.

But at this moment, another call came. Luo Feng looked at the phone number in front of him and thought a lot, but he didn't think of a possibility.

When Luo Feng hurriedly took a taxi back to the department store, the entire hall was filled with people. When Zhuge Yuxuan saw Luo Feng coming, he had not had time to go forward and spoke, Luo Feng excitedly pushed the crowd away and rushed in.

Only saw an unhuman tortured corpse lying on the ground, but Luo Feng recognized him alone.

Li Cheng!

Li Cheng is dead.

"When was it discovered?" Luo Feng panted and asked the people around him.

No one answers, but it can be understood that no one cares about the life and death of a traitor.

"If you die, you will die. It's just right. It's a retribution. If it weren't for him, how could we die so many people?"

"Ph!" Someone spat.

Luo Feng didn't say much, and he couldn't say he was sad. After all, he had only met Li Cheng several times, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. Ignoring everyone's sarcasm, Luo Feng took off his clothes and covered Li Cheng's head.

"Brother Li Cheng, if you hadn't risked your life to pass on the new newspaper for us, maybe you could have lived a few more days, although Li Qingshan and I failed in the end," Luo Feng sighed, "Don't worry, kill me,

I will seek justice for you from your family.”

The first person Zhang Fan informed Li Cheng of Li Qingshan was Li Qingshan. After all, Li Qingshan and Li Cheng had a good relationship.

Li Qingshan was in Longhu Mountain. After hearing this news, he was silent for a long time before he said, "Don't deal with Brother Li Cheng's body for the time being, and I'll talk about it when I come back."

Zhang Fan nodded, then said, "How is the old master there?"

"I have no clue," Li Qingshan's voice sounded very tired, and she sighed, "There is no good news recently. I really suspect that you are a broom star."

"Broom Star?" Luo Feng smiled, "I originally wanted to tell you good news, but now if you say this, I suddenly have no interest in telling you."

“What good news?”

"My master suddenly didn't know why, so he agreed to come out again."

Li Qingshan was obviously stunned, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's really great. With the old mad senior here, at least the situation would not be so chaotic."

"This news is kept confidential first, my master does not want to cause any disturbance."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Feng wanted to arrange Li Cheng's body to the corpse hiding warehouse, but no one came to help.

Luo Feng had no choice but to say anything. After all, many families here died because of Li Cheng's selfishness.

He didn't dislike him alone. Luo Feng held Li Cheng's body and sent it to the corpse hiding warehouse. Finally, he carried his body so tired that he could no longer be tired.

After taking a shower, changing into a clean dress, I lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Luo Feng tried Bajiquan 18 times in the yard, and then went out for more than ten kilometers.

Standing by the sea, watching the sun slowly rise from the sea level, Luo Feng stretched, not knowing what he was thinking.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Luo Feng arrived at the long-distance bus station in the imperial capital. From a distance, he saw a thin and hunched old man with his hands behind his back and looking around.

Luo Feng quickly stepped forward to greet you and shouted, "Master, you are finally here. Come and leave quickly. Uncle Fei Cheng and Aunt Yunlan are already welcoming you."

"No one knows that I'm coming to the imperial capital, right?" asked the old madman.

Luo Feng nodded, "Don't worry, I didn't say anything except Li Qingshan from Longhu Mountain. I know that you are always low-key and don't want to be bothered."

After getting in the car, Luo Feng asked the old madman about the chaos of the black wind.

"Master, why didn't the old master kill Qi Chunqiu directly? He now escaped?"

"Qi Chunqiu?" the old madman sneered, "You have to ask the old master of God for this matter."

"The old master is gone, what should I ask?"

The old madman seemed not worried about something that happened to the old master. Instead, he was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Of course it was because of Zhang Daoling, the Taoist ancestor of Longhu Mountain."

"Because...the exercise?"

"Well," the old madman nodded, "This technique was accidentally stolen by someone back then and was left to the outside world and has not been found yet."

Luo Feng reacted quickly and understood what his master meant, "Does Qin Chunqiu know?"

"It's not just Qi Chunqiu that year, there were thirteen people in Qi Chunqiu, and they all saw the Daozu of Longhu Mountain's Daoism."

"So over the years, the old master did not kill Qi Chunqiu just to pry out the strongest martial arts of Longhu Mountain from him?"

"You can also understand that you are unwilling to spread the skills of Zhang Daoling again. The old master would rather have this skill completely lost than cause another bloody storm."

"What about the other twelve people?"

"Everything is dead," the old lunatic said very simply.

Luo Feng nodded and asked again, "Master, is this martial art really so powerful? Is it even more powerful than the Tianshi Du?"

"Boy, what do you know? Do you know that the Heavenly Master Du, the Golden Light Curse, the Qimen Dunjia, and the Yin-Yang Breathing Technique in Longhu Mountain are all derived from that technique?"

Luo Feng was stunned, "No wonder those people were trying their best to rob. If they really got this technique, wouldn't it be another Zhang Daoling?"

You should know that the old master and the old madman are the ceiling of Chinese martial arts. But Zhang Daoling is a godlike existence. His reputation is not only famous in China for generations, but also in integrating the world. He is also the famous first ancestor.

Luo Feng looked through Zhang Daoling’s past before, which can be said to be a legend of a generation, and it is still an unbreakable myth.

This person has been very intelligent since childhood. He read the "Tao Te Ching" at the age of seven and never remembered it. When he was a scholar of Taixue, he had all the "Five Classics", astronomy, geography, and all the prophecies and divinations of Heluo. Later, Zhang Daoling felt that reading was boring.

He gave up the Confucian way and embarked on the path of immortality.

It was that year that the prototype of Longhu Mountain began to emerge, and since then the first ancestral myth spread throughout the ages.

Luo Feng sighed, "This is a real genius. It is terrible to achieve the first person in that era."

However, when thinking of Zhang Daoling's legend, Luo Feng couldn't help but have a face, that was Li Qingshan. This girl seemed to be quite cool in terms of setting, but I just didn't know how to compare with Zhang Daoling when she was young.

"Stupid brat," at this moment, the old madman suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with Master, motion sickness?"

"I won't go to Eryatou's house for now, I'm going to a place."

“Where?”
Chapter completed!