High-end prehistoric: Kill the time traveler at the beginning

Chapter 192: Everyone in the room is silent

Pei Yuande looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of disbelief.

He gasped. Is this really here to cause trouble?

Then, his eyes fell on the waiter's face.

At this moment, the other party's face had turned cold, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

At the same time, there was a ray of magic light rising from his body that made people tremble with fear!
Seeing his appearance, Pei Yuande was shocked.

He suddenly remembered that the waiter looked very much like a rumored murderer.

That person is the former leader of the demonic path in the Qianyuan Great World, the second-generation founder of the Tianmo Sect, Yu Tianmo Zun!
However, it was rumored that the Heavenly Demon Lord had died 5000 years ago. Unexpectedly, not only did he survive, he also became the waiter of Feixian Tower!
Pei Yuande was extremely shocked at this moment, and had a new understanding of Feixian Tower.

But now is not the time to be in a daze. The atmosphere in front of the door is about to completely cool down because of Chen Feng's words.

He immediately took a step forward and said: "Demon Lord, please be patient. This friend of mine loves to joke. In fact, we are in the same group."

Yutian Demon Lord has a bad reputation, and now he has become a member of Feixianlou. Pei Yuande is very careful about what he says, for fear of offending him.

But at the same time, he also wanted to confirm whether this person was really the Heavenly Demon Lord. After all, there were too many people who looked alike in the world.

"together?"

The waiter raised his eyebrows. Hearing that Pei Yuande deliberately exposed his identity, he neither confirmed nor denied it.

He just took out the Flying Immortal Order he had just received in his sleeve and glanced down at it.

"The Xuan-level Flying Immortal Order can bring one person in."

"But Xuan-level tokens don't have many dishes to eat. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

After the waiter said this, he turned around and walked back, opening the door to Feixian Tower.

Pei Yuande then hurriedly came to Chen Feng and said: "Fellow Taoist, follow me in quickly. This Feixian Tower is not simple. You must not cause trouble again."

"What? Do you know that waiter?"

Chen Feng said with an indifferent expression, and at the same time glanced at Pei Yuande with interest.

This person was obviously very afraid of Feixianlou's strength, but he still helped himself out, even though it didn't mean much to him.

Such kind-hearted people are very rare in this world, but this person is actually very interesting.

"Of course, the waiter in that shop is the famous Yutian Demon Lord! This is a giant of the devil!"

"He once single-handedly brought the Heavenly Demon Sect to dominate the world and suppressed it for an entire era!"

"The Heavenly Demon Sect with him under his command is not only suppressing the righteous path and unable to raise its head, but also other forces that belong to the demonic path are unable to catch up."

"I have tested it secretly just now. This person must be the Yutian Demon Lord!"

"This Feixian Tower has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. My Taoist friends don't dare to be so casual anymore."

Pei Yuande spoke quickly to Chen Feng in a low voice, and introduced the origin of the waiter in detail.

He told Chen Feng that even a big boss like Yutian Demon Lord could only be a waiter in Feixian Tower, which shows how mysterious Feixian Tower is.

So don't dare to cause trouble in the future, otherwise the end will be miserable.

"rest assured."

Chen Feng smiled and said that Huang Long was better at playing than he thought. He was really good at playing single-player games.

Not only does he open a restaurant in this barren mountain, but he also has a demon master as an errand boy. How boring is he?
"Let's go in."

Seeing that he agreed, Pei Yuande carefully pulled Chen Feng into Feixian Tower.

As soon as the two of them walked into the gate of Feixian Tower, they looked at each other in unison.

Chen Feng looked like an old god was present, while the sweat on Pei Yuande's forehead was almost falling.

All the people who looked at him were the diners in Feixian Tower. Some of these people he could recognize, and some he had never seen at all.

But just the people he could recognize were enough to refresh his knowledge.

For example, the white-haired old man at the first table from the left is the real Taihao who is said to have ascended to heaven!

And the evil look that is looking at the third table from the right is the previous owner of Tian Yao Ridge who is lying about the demon saint!
There is also the seventh table on the left and the eighth table on the right. Sitting there are extremely famous ruthless people in the history of the Qianyuan world!

Most of these people have disappeared for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, they are all in Feixian Tower!
Both Chen Feng and Pei Yuande quickly looked away.

Obviously, the diners in Feixian Tower only glanced at them out of curiosity, and immediately stopped paying attention after realizing that they were two unknown people.

Fortunately, this was the case. If they had watched for a while longer, Pei Yuande would probably be unable to hold on and fall to the ground.

Being stared at by so many cruel people, the pressure he endured was too great.

After finally standing firm, Pei Yuande quickly took Chen Feng to find a table that was not very eye-catching and sat down.

After sitting down, he dared to carefully observe everything in Feixian Tower.

Strangely enough, there is nothing strange in Feixian Tower, not even the usual counter in the restaurant.

But those diners were quite weird. There were all kinds of dishes in front of them, but they hardly moved their chopsticks.

More people are closing their eyes and recuperating. Occasionally, there is fairy light on their bodies, and the demonic atmosphere and devilish energy are rising. It seems that they are practicing? !
Most of these diners were silent, so it was quite quiet inside Feixian Tower.

Pei Yuande didn't know what was going on, so he had to watch his nose and heart, not even daring to breathe hard.

On the other hand, Chen Feng is so free and easy!
I saw him grabbing the wine gourd with one hand and drinking it, while the other hand was playing with a lotus lantern that exuded hazy light.

If that was all, he actually put one foot on the chair.

His behavior was incompatible with the entire scene in Feixian Tower, especially the sound of gulping down wine, which made Pei Yuande tremble with fear.

"Chen Daoyou."

Pei Yuande shouted to Chen Feng in a low voice, wanting to remind him kindly.

When Chen Feng heard this, he glanced at him and gave him a "what's wrong" look.

"Fellow Taoist, it's better to keep a low profile. The diners around you are all great people."

Pei Yuande immediately told Chen Feng the origins of these people, hoping that he would restrain himself after knowing it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng still had the same expression after hearing this, and said unabashedly: "A restaurant, how can you call it a restaurant if you don't allow drinking?"

Hearing Chen Feng's confident answer, Pei Yuande found himself speechless.

In desperation, he had no choice but to choose not to look at Chen Feng and cast his gaze elsewhere.

Soon, Pei Yuande discovered something noteworthy.On a table not far from him and Chen Feng, there was an old man with white hair and beard sitting quietly.

Six dishes and one soup were placed in front of the old man, but he didn't seem to enjoy much, just taking a few bites.

As for the pot of wine, it had not been touched at all, and the wine glass was even upside down at the mouth of the pot.

But just when Pei Yuande looked over, the old man suddenly opened his eyes!
If you look closely, you will see that there is a terrifying fairy spirit rising in the old man's eyes, which can almost tear the world apart when he opens and closes his eyes!
At the same time, more purple rays of light filled his body.

These rays of light circle and condense, turning into a purple sun that rises slowly, and then disperses like smoke and dust, repeating the cycle.

Purple energy comes from the east, and the fairy clouds are like smoke. This is actually a true fairyland powerhouse!
Pei Yuande was shocked. Real immortals were strong enough to walk sideways in the Qianyuan world, and they were not seen at all in normal times!

This was the first time he had seen a living true immortal so close!
But the reason that shocked him was not just this, the main reason was that he knew this true immortal!

This old man is the previous headmaster of the Zhengyi Sect, Zhenren Ziyang, and the Zhengyi Sect has a connection with the Xuanyi Sect. Pei Yuande’s master is a good friend of this Zhenren Ziyang.

However, as far as he knew, not long after his master passed away, the Ziyang Master also became immortal, and all of this happened 800 years ago.

800 years ago, Ziyang Zhenren could not even reach the Mahayana realm without passing through the tribulation realm. Now not only is he not dead, but he has become a true immortal?

The pressure from the immortal light on Master Ziyang was so astonishing that the void was shaking.

However, this kind of shock was limited to a very small range. The table in front of him was the boundary. No matter how strong the pressure was, it could not exceed that table!

After opening his eyes, Ziyang Zhenren raised his hand to take a few bites of the dishes in front of him, then picked up the wine flask, poured out a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the glass of wine, he immediately closed his eyes again, a misty light appeared on his body, and he fell into a state of cultivation again.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. Just as Pei Yuande was about to step forward to say hello, Master Ziyang had already entered meditation again.

This made him a little stunned, and he had no idea what was going on.

But fortunately, someone at another table spoke up: "Is this fellow Taoist just here?"

The person who spoke was a fat monk with a fat head, big ears, and a round belly. He was looking over with a smile.

"Exactly."

Pei Yuande quickly replied that he recognized this fat monk and he was also a man with a vicious reputation.

Although this person practices Buddhism, he is both good and evil, and does not respect Buddhist rules. He is nicknamed a happy monk.

"That's not surprising. It's normal if you don't understand the rules here." Xiaoyao Monk nodded.

Upon hearing this, Pei Yuande immediately raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, please give me some advice."

Xiaoyao Monk seemed to appreciate his respectfulness and coughed lightly and said:

"Feixian Tower is not ordinary. Don't think that you are just having a meal here."

“This meal is very sophisticated, and it’s so easy to eat without chopsticks!”

Pei Yuande leaned forward and whispered: "I would like to hear the details."

"Are you wondering why he fell into trance immediately after taking a sip of wine?"

The free monk pointed at Ziyang Zhenren not far away, and then lowered his voice and said: "To tell you the truth, the last time he used chopsticks was 200 years ago!"

Pei Yuande showed an expression of disbelief when he heard this. He didn't understand. One bite of food would last 200 years?Isn’t it too shocking?
"Two hundred years is not a long time, and there are many people who can eat it for 200 years, but no one will think it is a waste of time."

"Look at Master Ziyang, it was only the early stage of Mahayana 200 years ago, but now he has obtained the true immortal fruit!"

The happy monk continued, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Unlike Master Ziyang, there were only two dishes and one soup in front of him, not even wine.

"For so long, those dishes..."

Pei Yuande pointed at the dish in front of Master Ziyang with a questioning expression.

"Fellow Taoist, you are too worried. Can the dishes at Feixianlou be ordinary? Not to mention hundreds of years, even thousands of years, there will be no change at all. It will be the same as when we first came here!"

The happy monk laughed when he heard this, but it was not a joke on Pei Yuande's ignorance. In fact, everyone who had just come to Feixian Tower would be like him and couldn't believe what they saw.

"Why didn't fellow Taoist enter samadhi?"

Pei Yuande paused and asked. He saw that there were still more than half of the dishes on the table in front of Xiaoyao Monk, but he was neither eating nor practicing.

"Oh, the Sa family would like to, but there is no fairy wine!"

Xiaoyao Monk sighed. It turns out that there are four levels of Feixian Ling. He got the lowest level, Yellow level, so he only had two dishes and one soup.

Starting from the Xuan level, there will be an extra jug of wine. This jug of wine is not ordinary. It is the key to Master Ziyang's ability to quickly enter concentration.

Those dishes contain the richest aura of heaven and earth. Taking one bite is more effective than any elixir, and your cultivation level will skyrocket.

And the effect of this wine is even stronger. It can ignore all inner demons and directly stabilize the diners' soaring cultivation level!
Without immortal wine, the free monk could only consolidate his cultivation by himself, so he sat at the table and stared.

"Your dishes are ready."

While they were talking, the figure of the waiter appeared in front of Pei Yuande and Chen Feng's table.

There was a tray in his hand, which contained four dishes, one soup and a jug of wine.

After putting down the dishes and wine on the tray, the waiter turned around and left.

But at this moment, it was Xiaoyao Monk's turn to stare. After he saw the things on the table, he almost blurted out: "Four dishes, one soup and immortal wine? Fellow Taoist actually has a Xuan-level Flying Immortal Order?"

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke."

Pei Yuande said very humbly. He finally understood the preciousness of these things on the table, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes at this moment.

Just one bite of food can make you soar in the sky. It turns out that this saying is not a legend, but true!

After seeing Master Ziyang's cultivation level skyrocketing with his own eyes, he couldn't wait to try the dishes from Feixianlou!
Pei Yuande picked up the chopsticks in front of him and carefully took a bite of the dish.

He remembered Xiaoyao Monk's instructions and did not dare to clamp too much, for fear that his body would not be able to withstand the collision of a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy.

However, before he could put the dish into his mouth, he suddenly saw a palm slamming on the table in front of him!
"Boy, come here. This dish is obviously sour. How dare you fool me like this!"

Pei Yuande stared blankly at Chen Feng, who was sitting opposite him and slapped his hand on the table. His mind went blank.

Not only him, but everyone in the entire restaurant who was not in trance was attracted and turned to look at him.

There was a moment of silence inside and outside the restaurant.

Needle drop is audible.

(End of this chapter)