Xiao Tong was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock in the valley at this time, his breath was a little unstable and seemed to have been injured.

Seeing Yang Feng, Xiao Tong immediately walked over and asked, "How is it, have you chased that person?"

Obviously, Xiao Tong already knew what happened here just now.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "That person's body has been destroyed, but the Nascent Soul used an unknown secret technique to escape."

Xiao Tong sighed and said, "Fortunately, you arrived in time, and these disciples are not seriously injured. I accidentally... but I destroyed that guy's body, which is an explanation for the sect."

Yang Feng asked: "Do you think this trial will continue?"

Xiao Tong shook his head and said, "There is a cultivator in the realm of True Immortality that causes trouble during the trial. It is difficult to ensure that the other party has no other means. For safety reasons, the trial must be terminated. Let's go back and report to the sect first."

Yang Feng nodded and said, "It's good!"

Xiao Tong suddenly approached, took out a storage bag from his arms and stuffed it into Yang Feng's hand and whispered: "By the way, thanks to your actions this time, you should have a share of the filial piety of the elders before."

Seeing this, Yang Feng didn't say much, and directly put away the storage bag and said, "You're welcome!"

If Yang Feng hadn't taken action in time, Xiao Tong would probably be even more worried now.

In order to prevent accidents from happening again, people did not choose to fly, but walked back along the road.

After these things, these inner disciples who claimed to be the pride of the sect also became quiet. Even Wang Yu and Tang Chuan were no longer as energetic as before and became much silent.

Xiao Tong led the way in front, and there were a group of disciples in the middle, and Yang Feng broke the back alone in the back.

Song Yu didn't know if it was because he knew from that person that the ancestor of the Song family was still there. After thanking Yang Feng, he walked alone in the middle of the team, with many worries.

Ke Su walked and stopped, hesitated for a while, deliberately landed behind the team, and came to Yang Feng calmly.

Just as Ke Su was thinking about how to speak, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see!"

Ke Su was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said respectfully: "It's really you!"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I had concealed something on the cross-sea spacecraft before, so please don't mind."

Ke Su said regretfully: "How dare you? I just didn't expect that Elder Yang was the elder of the inner sect of Longmen. If I had known it, I would have no need to find any trouble to offer treasures to others to exchange for the chance to enter the inner sect. Just give the treasures to you directly."

Yang Feng laughed and said, "Hahaha, I didn't expect that if I knew you would come here too, just come here together. Speaking of which, I still miss your fine wine. I saw you take out the fire to make fine wine from afar a few days ago, but I was so envious!"

Hearing this, Ke Su said without hesitation: "Since Elder Yang likes it, I have some here, so I'll give it to you."

Yang Feng did not answer and suddenly asked, "I have a heartless request. I wonder if you can agree?"

Ke Su was stunned for a moment and said, "Elder Yang, but it's okay!"

Yang Feng said directly: "I want a spiritual treasure to exchange for you for the recipe for this hot wine. I wonder if you would like it?"

"I'm not to hide it from Elder Yang. This wine is different from other spiritual wines. The wine recipe is a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation by the family. It may have been lost to the outside world. Although I secretly brought it out this time, it has always been strictly prohibited from being spread within the clan... However, Elder Yang has saved my life twice. Although I, Ke Su, have not had a high level of cultivation, but I am not a person who is grateful and will not repay me. This wine is convenient for gifting to Elder Yang."

When Ke Su heard this, he first showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he said randomly with gritted teeth.

"If you give me a wine recipe, I will also give you a spiritual treasure so that people won't criticize me for bullying the small ones. The grade of this sword is not low, so it is difficult to control it. You must practice more after refining it, so don't insult this treasure."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng flipped over with one hand, took out a storage bag and handed it over. The bag contained the golden sword that was snatched from the mirage beast.

A hint of panic flashed across Ke Su's face, but he took the storage bag without refusing. At the same time, he handed over an old paper page made of unknown material and a fiery red exquisite wine bottle.

Yang Feng first put away the wine bottle, then looked at the wine recipe recorded on the old paper page for a moment, then took out a jade slip and printed it, and returned the original to Ke Su.

This scene was noticed by other disciples walking in front of him. After discovering that Ke Su had a good relationship with an inner sect elder, they all felt envious and their eyes looked at Ke Su differently.

Even though they also have true immortals in their families, they do not have the courage to have such an equal relationship with a true immortal.

Especially in their opinion, Yang Feng, the "Elder Yang", seemed to be stronger than that elder, and should have a higher status in the sect. After all, Tang Chuan's group did not suffer major casualties under his protection. Wang Yu and his group under the protection of Elder Xiao, had four of them destroyed their bodies.

Several female cultivators looked at Ke Su with some inexplicable meaning.

The reason why Yang Feng generously conducted this transaction with Ke Su in front of everyone was naturally because he wanted everyone to treat Ke Su differently, and the latter was tacit about it.

After returning to the Longmen, Xiao Tong asked Fang Yu to take a group of disciples back to Chaoyang Hall, and he rushed to report to the top leaders of the sect. After all, the trial was unexpectedly terminated, so he, the person with the highest cultivation level, naturally had to give an explanation to the sect.

Especially the four disciples were destroyed. Although there was a reason for the matter, he, who took advantage of others, could not completely put all the responsibilities.

Yang Feng was not willing to participate in this matter too much, so he said goodbye to Xiao Tong, and came directly to Jingyun Peak and walked into the side hall deep in the Tai Chi Hall.

The side hall was as deserted as ever, with the door half-closed, and the sloppy old man leaning on the big chair behind the desk.

"Although the wine is good, you can't drink it... It's only been a few days and it's almost gone..."

The old man held the vermilion wine gourd in one hand, took a few sips from time to time, and muttered.

Yang Feng walked outside the hall gate and happened to hear the old man's complaint. After a pause, he raised his hand and pushed the door in.

"Boy, it seems that the third task has been completed, and his hands are very skillful. Have you ever taken a fancy to any girl?"

When the old man saw Yang Feng coming in, he looked up at him and said.

"There was some accident during the trial and it was terminated early. But finally, the disciples had nothing to do, but I don't know if this was considered completing the task?"

Yang Feng simply said what happened in the ice and snow mountains, and then raised his hand to hand over his elder token.

"Whether they have completed the trial has nothing to do with you or me. As long as you do your own thing, the task will naturally be completed."

The old man said, and took the token over.

He opened the booklet and quickly recorded the contribution point of the task reward for Yang Feng. Then he raised his hand and threw the token back.

Yang Feng didn't say much, reached out to pick up the token and put it away casually.

He glanced at the old man, then at the spiritual medicine on the desk, but his steps were not moving at all, and he didn't look like he was leaving at all.

"Why, you boy didn't do enough to do the task of deacon? After completing three, you still want to get the fourth one?"

The old man glanced at him and said angrily.

"Senior is joking. Look at the Taoist soldiers you had agreed with you before..."

"Stop, stop! If you can't bring out a decent wine recipe, then nothing can be used to say. I will not reveal anything about the Taoist soldiers."

Before Yang Feng could finish his words, he was interrupted by Elder Yan waved his hand.

"Senior, don't be too busy refusing. I have given the task today, and there is nothing to do with you. Can you have another drink with me here?"

Yang Feng had expected this and tentatively said with a smile on his face.

"I'm very busy during this period and I don't have time to make wine, but there's not much left. Now I'm drinking one cup less, and I don't have enough of it! Last time I was happy and asked you to drink one cup after another. After you left, I felt heartbroken for a long time... Don't worry about my Taoist soldiers, go quickly, go quickly!"

When Elder Yan heard this, his face darkened. He quickly hung his vermilion gourd back to his waist and issued an order to expel the guest.

"It's not that you want me to share a glass of wine with me, but that's why I want to invite you to drink."

Yang Feng said with a smile when he heard this.

"Please have a drink for me? The wine bugs in my stomach are very picky. If you are a normal spiritual wine, don't take it out and show your shame. If you lose your appetite, don't talk about the Taoist soldier, you can do it even if you kick you out of Jingyun Peak."

Elder Yan raised his eyebrows and said.

When Yang Feng heard this, he didn't care. He just stuck out his palm and gently touched it on the table in front of him, and two emerald green jade wine glasses appeared there.

The wine glass is transparent all over, surrounded by a trace of golden thread, as if it were petals, which looked very extraordinary.

The old man originally wanted to say something, but after seeing these two wine glasses, he said in surprise: "The golden silk cup is pretty good..."

Before Yang Feng finished speaking, he turned his wrist and a delicate red wine bottle appeared in his hand.

Yang Feng raised his other hand and pulled down the cork that was injured by the wine bottle.

The old man frowned immediately, and a strange figure appeared on his face.

The body involuntarily moved forward, stood up from the seat, lying half of his body on the table, put his head close to the bottle in Yang Feng's hand and sniffed it hard.

The old man's eyes were shining and he shouted impatiently: "Hurry, why are you standing there? Pour it on me quickly. This taste made all the bugs in my stomach run out..."

Yang Feng naturally did not dare to play with the old man and poured the wine into two wine glasses.
Chapter completed!