Lin Feng was humming a little tune while strolling on the streets of Xihua City.

As for the tail behind him, Lin Feng had already discovered it when he came out.

With his current spiritual consciousness strength, unless he is a late-stage Fusion monk who is good at hiding, there is no way he can escape the tracking of Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness.

"This guy is quite persistent."

Lin Feng was extremely relaxed and did not take this seventh-level monk to heart at all. There was nothing urgent anyway, so Lin Feng simply visited Xihua City.

Not to mention, in terms of area alone, Xihua City is just a city, but it is already comparable to the land area of ​​a country like the United Kingdom on Earth. The intricate unknown rivers divide the inner city of Xihua City into individual parts.

area.

Along the way, Lin Feng had seen many monks wearing costumes of various factions or families.

According to Lin Feng's own guess, the guy behind him probably knew not to do anything in the busy city at will. After all, the entire Xihua City is not the territory of his Weihai Gang...

Thinking of this, Lin Feng paused slightly and raised the corners of his lips in a curve.

"Hey, hey, this fellow Taoist."

Lin Feng casually grabbed a middle-aged monk whose realm was around the peak of Nascent Soul.

"What are you doing?"

The monk seemed to have something to do, and was suddenly pulled by Lin Feng, and he suddenly became impatient.

However, when he felt Lin Feng's unintentional aura of cultivation, the impatience on his face quickly faded and was replaced by a look of fear.

"This Taoist brother, you..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be so nervous."

Lin Feng smiled, waved his hand, and put his arm around the monk's shoulders. To others, the two seemed like brothers who had not seen each other for many years.

The Nascent Soul cultivator was nervous when he suddenly felt something being pushed into his hand. When he lowered his head and looked down, his pupils shrank slightly.

Lying in his hand was a high-grade spiritual stone.

"I stopped you because I wanted to ask you something."

"Brother Dao, please tell me. I will tell you everything you know!"

Money can make all the difference. A piece of high-grade spiritual stone can answer a question. There is simply no better deal than this.

"That's it, Weihai can help you know?"

"Of course I do. I am from Xihua City, and I know very well about the three major local gangs and the nine family forces."

Lin Feng was overjoyed: "That's great. I want to know if any of these forces are at odds with the Weihai Gang?"

"Of course there is. Brother Dao, let's take a look. There is a stone bridge five miles ahead from here. With that stone bridge as the boundary, the other side is the territory of the Dinghai Gang. It is said that a hundred years ago, there was a fight between two gangs.

There was a spirit stone mine, but the Dinghai Gang was tricked by the Weihai Gang, and many of its backbone members died. This is why they can only rank third among the gangs now."

The Nascent Soul monk was talking eloquently, but Lin Feng's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He didn't expect that a random person could dig out such useful information.

"That is to say, there is a lot of disharmony between the two gangs, right?"

To make sure, Lin Feng asked again.

"More than that, Brother Dao, these two gangs are simply a life-and-death feud. Usually, the members of the gangs will have more or less friction. When there is competition for resources, they will stare at each other and kill each other. I occasionally witnessed the two gangs fighting each other once.

The fight, that scene, was so exciting!"

Lin Feng listened but felt something was wrong. Why did the guy in front of him become more and more excited as he talked and seemed to be in a state?

There are not many such talents, and they are most suitable for filming.

After thinking about it, Lin Feng took out a jade slip and imprinted a message on it. He immediately gave it to the Yuanying monk, patted his shoulder and said, "Young man... Oh no, this fellow Taoist, I see.

Your bones are amazing. You are definitely a unique entertainment genius in this world of cultivation. If you are interested, go to this address and contact a person named Bai Shuangshuang. Just say that I introduced you, and she will know what to do. If

If you perform well, you can earn a lot of extra money."

After saying that, Lin Feng didn't stop much and walked towards the territory of the Xiangding Hai Gang.

"This Taoist brother is quite weird."

After using his spiritual sense to examine the address recorded in the jade slip, the Nascent Soul monk scratched his head: "The White Feather Gate of Donghuang Kingdom? It seems not far from here. If you have time, go and take a look. This Taoist brother is so generous.

Presumably the extra money is not a small amount."

Thinking of this, the Yuanying monk put the jade slip away happily.

Not long after, Lin Feng indeed saw a stone bridge. This stone bridge was extremely wide and separated the two sides. Looking up, he saw that the clothes worn by most of the monks on the other side of the stone bridge were indeed different from those on this side.

"Sure enough, you didn't lie to me."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction and stepped onto the bridge.

"This kid is going to the Dinghai Gang's territory."

A monk in black stood in front of the bridge with a gloomy expression.

In the later stages of his transformation, he was still the mainstay of the Weihai Gang, so he naturally knew the grudges between the two gangs very well.

He knew very well what would happen if his identity was exposed on the territory of the Dinghai Gang. He was afraid that the other party would quietly send monks to kill him, and the Weihai Gang would not even get the news of his death.

Thinking of this, the monk in black subconsciously took two steps back.

"No, the task assigned to me by the young master has not been completed yet."

As soon as he retreated, the monk in black thought of Situ Shaofeng's ruthless methods, and felt a chill running down his spine, making him unable to get off the tiger.

"Damn it, try your best. Anyway, the territory of the Dinghai Gang is relatively barren. As long as you find a place where no one is around and knock this kid unconscious, and then leave quickly, no one will find you."

Gritting his teeth, the black-clothed monk finally made a choice. He first tore off the logo belonging to the Weihai Gang on his body, so that on the surface, he was just an ordinary casual cultivator.

Seeing that Lin Feng was almost out of his sight, the monk in black quickly followed him.

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in... Yeah."

Lin Feng even hummed his own Peking Opera tune during this sentence, which attracted the sideways glances of several monks around him.

At the same time, Xun Huan stayed at home, and Master Donghua finally cleaned up the mess in front of him after paying a price of nearly 200 million low-grade spiritual stones.

However, the price was a bit too high. It almost emptied the wealth that Donghua Immortal Master had saved for hundreds of years. Looking at the half-empty storage bag, Donghua Immortal Master wanted to cry without tears.

Fortunately, this reputation has been preserved.

Hearing the monks' thanks before leaving, Immortal Master Donghua even felt an inexplicable pleasure. Even he felt strange.

"Lin Dasheng, that damn boy..."
Chapter completed!