Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Excitedly, he took the two fairy stones from Zhang Yifeng's hands, and the waiter happily ran to the front desk of the inn.

He really didn't make a mistake in guessing that these two immortals who looked like teenagers must be two powerful men with advanced cultivation, who deliberately used such childish looks to walk in the immortal world.

Judging by the casualness of his words and the magnanimity of the two immortal stones, he doesn't look like those young boys who are just starting out in the sect.

Handing one of the two fairy stones to the shopkeeper, the waiter carefully stuffed the remaining one into his arms.

"Tsk, tsk, you really got a bargain."

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's request, the shopkeeper put away the fairy stone and glanced at the waiter in front of him.

When the two young men came in just now, the other waiters pretended to be busy and did not go over to receive them. Only this boy was smart.

Originally, those boys thought that these two young men were the disciples of some small sect who came out to practice.

These young disciples were just starting out and didn’t know anything. How could they eagerly go over to entertain them? It was simply a thankless act.

Even the shopkeeper himself felt this way. Originally, he felt that he must have seen it right in his own eyes.

The moment the two people entered the inn, they didn't dare to move around and looked frightened.

As a result, the waiter went up to say hello, and the two young men dealt with them so skillfully that they did not look like juniors who were just starting out in the sect.

With a slight roll of his eyes, the innkeeper called back the waiter who was about to leave.

"You, go and prepare a pot of good wine, and give those two a plate of our inn's signature dish.

Remember, don’t forget this! "

The innkeeper said and glared at the waiter fiercely. If he couldn't handle this, he was afraid something might happen to his inn today.

After all, the waiter was still inexperienced and did not understand the shopkeeper's intention, but since he was informed so solemnly, the waiter must do it carefully.

Not to mention that the shopkeeper's look at the end looked like he was going to eat him. Ordinary things were not worth the shopkeeper's going to such a big fight.

Muttering in his heart, the waiter nodded repeatedly and ran to the kitchen.

Zhang Yifeng and Nan Feng were sitting at the table. Seeing Nan Feng constantly looking around, with obvious intentions, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.

Quietly, Zhang Yifeng put his hand on the table, attracting Nanfeng's attention.

Immediately, Zhang Yifeng lowered his voice and said to Nanfeng: "Fellow Daoist Nan, I know you are anxious, but it is best not to act so obviously.

Otherwise, if the traitor of the sect sees him, he will definitely become alert, and if an accident occurs, it may be difficult to capture him. "

After Zhang Yifeng said hastily, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of the spiritual tea inside, as if he had not said anything just now.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's experienced actions, Nanfeng was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he was indeed too careless.

He hadn't yet determined where the traitor from the Yanlong Sect was, so he was looking around so blatantly that there was no guarantee that he wouldn't attract the other party's attention.

Now the enemy is in darkness and we are in the dark, if we are really noticed...

Nanfeng thought for a while and then was startled, and quickly looked at Zhang Yifeng with grateful eyes.

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand imperceptibly, signaling to Nanfeng that this was not necessary.

"Actually, it's just for myself. If fellow Daoist Nan scares people away, it will be difficult for me to find them."

Zhang Yifeng said casually, as if he was just chatting with Nanfeng. From beginning to end, he did not show any curiosity about the inn.

Nan Feng felt even more ashamed when he heard Zhang Yifeng's words. If Zhang Yifeng hadn't reminded him, he would have probably alerted the enemy.

"I see."

Nanfeng pursed his lips and said nothing, and imitated Zhang Yifeng's actions and started tasting tea.

After a while, the waiter who had just arrived brought all the dishes prepared by the kitchen one by one.

Zhang Yifeng remembered what he ordered, and when he saw an extra pot of wine and a plate of dishes, a hidden light flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, we probably haven't ordered this wine and food before, right?"

Zhang Yifeng stopped the waiter, pointed to the food and wine on the table, and asked in a steady voice.

"Haha, sir, this is a little thought from our inn.

I have been negligent just now, please forgive me, sir. "

The waiter explained to Zhang Yifeng with an apologetic smile. Seeing the frightened look on the waiter's face, Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment and nodded.

"Well, since it is the store owner's wish, we will accept it."

Zhang Yifeng vaguely guessed the purpose of the innkeeper, which was simply to test his and Nanfeng's true identity.

Even though this method was a bit rough, Zhang Yifeng didn't smell poisonous gas in the wine and food. It seemed that the innkeeper just wanted to know whether they were really as young as they looked.

After easily seeing through the shopkeeper's intention, Zhang Yifeng groaned and raised his hand to stop Nanfeng beside him from picking up the food.

This Nanfeng looks cold, but in fact his mind is like that of a young man.

Now that he has seen the innkeeper's intention, Zhang Yifeng naturally goes along with it and laughs at the innkeeper's concerns about the two of them.

There are so many members of the Demon Cult hidden in this inn, so the identity of the shopkeeper must not be simple.

Since Zhang Yifeng wanted to find the traitor of Yanlong Sect, he naturally had to stay here for a while.

During this period of time, it would be best to deceive the thinking of the people in these demonic sects as much as possible.

Nanfeng's action of picking up vegetables was stopped by Zhang Yifeng, and he was looking at Zhang Yifeng with a puzzled expression.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifeng suddenly drank all the spiritual tea in the teacup, then poured the pot of fine wine directly into the teacup and tasted it carefully.

Nanfeng looked shocked when he saw this. He knew that Zhang Yifeng was just a young man, so drinking should not be suitable for them.

Nanfeng thought for a while, but still didn't notice Zhang Yifeng's intention.

But what Zhang Yifeng did just now made sense, so Nanfeng also wanted to imitate Zhang Yifeng, drank all the spiritual tea in the cup, and then reached out to the wine in front of Zhang Yifeng's hand.

However, Nanfeng's outstretched hand was held down by Zhang Yifeng, and then Zhang Yifeng deliberately scolded Nanfeng in a stern voice.

"You are a rebellious disciple. Do you still want to drink at such a young age? How does my master teach you on weekdays? I would like to ask you to bring me another pot of spiritual tea, waiter."

After Zhang Yifeng scolded Nanfeng with an angry look, he turned to give instructions to the waiter who had not yet left the table.

The waiter was frightened for a moment when he saw Zhang Yifeng's aura when he scolded Nan Feng. After swallowing, he quickly nodded in agreement and ran quickly to the front desk.

Originally, Zhang Yifeng still looked like a young man, and the waiter didn't pay much attention to Zhang Yifeng.

As a result, Zhang Yifeng suddenly seemed to be a different person, and the explosive aura in his body almost made the waiter kneel down on the spot.

That is to say, Zhang Yifeng's momentum was quickly suppressed, and the waiter was saved from the danger of making a fool of himself in front of everyone in the inn.