Invincible Immortal Emperor Reborn In City

Every time Chen Feng met a guest, he would personally make a pot of Spiritual Mist Mountain tea.    

    

This was the way to treat guests, one could not be careless.    

    

Of course, if there was a conflict, it was another matter. Not to mention tea, there was no water for you to drink.    

    

This was the first time he and Tang Qianjue had met, and there was no enmity between them before, so this tea naturally had to be brewed.    

    

"Mr. Tang, please take a seat." Chen Feng, who was making tea, raised his head and looked at Tang Qianjue. He smiled and nodded.    

    

"Thank you." Tang Qianjue cupped his fists at Chen Feng and sat down on the sofa opposite of Chen Feng.    

    

The spiritual qi at the top of the mountain was really dense. It was more than ten times denser than Naga Island. It made him respect Chen Feng even more.    

    

The difference in the spiritual energy resources alone was too great for him to compare with.    

    

In this kind of environment, Chen Feng's cultivation speed was more than ten times faster than his. Furthermore, Chen Feng had been cultivating the Immortal Cultivation Methods since the beginning. The time he spent cultivating the Immortal Cultivation Methods was much longer than his. The gap between them was obvious.    

    

He couldn't help but feel bitter.    

    

As expected, the more he knew, the more frustrated he became. The deeper he understood about Chen Feng, the more helpless he felt.    

    

There was no way to compare. There was no way to compare. If he didn't have other opportunities, he would definitely be left far behind by Chen Feng until he couldn't even see Chen Feng's back.    

    

"You are looking for me to forge weapons, right? Do you have any requirements?" Chen Feng brewed a cup of tea for Tang Qianjue, asked casually with a smile, and made another cup for Qing Yuanzi on the other side.    

    

He really wanted to know what kind of magic treasure a person like Tang Qianjue would need.    

    

If this magic treasure was mediocre, he would not be able to live up to his reputation as a genius.    

    

"This is the refining method of this magic treasure." Tang Qianjue took out a jade talisman and handed it to Chen Feng.    

    

Chen Feng took the jade talisman. After checking the content, his eyes lit up and he asked with amusement, "Good guy, did you design this yourself, or did you get this opportunity from somewhere?"    

    

Tang Qianjue's old face twitched and a bitter smile appeared on his face.    

    

"Master Chen, you must think this is the first time we met. Actually, we met more than a month ago."    

    

"More than a month ago?" Chen Feng carefully looked at Tang Qianjue, but he was not sure.    

    

He had thought of something, but when he was in Olympus, he saw people on the ground, but he just glanced at them.    

    

Besides, Tang Qianjue at that time was not as clean as he was now. It was normal that he could not recognize them.    

    

"At that time, you passed by in the sky in a flash, and I saw you." The bitterness on the corner of Tang Qianjue's mouth intensified, "I chased you all the way into the depths of the palace, but when I arrived there, you had already left."    

    

"And then, you obtained this opportunity?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.    

    

"Yes, I obtained a devil cultivation technique from Goatman." Tang Qianjue didn't deny it. He released the devil Qi that he had been suppressing for a long time, and black Qi immediately emerged from his body.    

    

"The grade of the cultivation technique is very high for Earth." Chen Feng returned to his normal state. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.    

    

No matter how Tang Qianjue suppressed the demonic energy in his body, there was no secret in his eyes.    

    

He didn't reject the devil art, but Tang Qianjue's reputation wasn't good to begin with, and now he was cultivating the devil art. No matter how he looked at it, it wasn't a good thing.    

    

When Qing Yuanzi heard the word devil art, his eyes turned cold. He turned his head and looked at Tang Qianjue, his eyes were filled with killing intent.    

    

"But compared to you, this devil art is nothing." Tang Qianjue sighed and ignored Qing Yuanzi's killing intent.    

    

So what if he didn't care? Should he start the fight now? He was here to ask for help, not to cause trouble.    

    

Besides, Qing Yuanzi wasn't necessarily stronger than him.