When Dong Wen Feng climbed to the top of the Qing Yun Mountain, it was already noon, but luckily Chen Qing and the rest had already ordered a table of food.

"You two couldn't have come here at dinner time because you thought we were disturbing you, right?"

Chen Qing stared at Dong Wen Feng and Ren Ke Er suspiciously.

Dong Wen Feng was, after all, rather thick-skinned, and answered immediately: "That's right, it was not easy for me to finally have the chance to live in a two person world with Ke Er, so I naturally want to stay a bit longer."

"Hmph. Since you dislike us so much, then don't eat our food."

Chen Qing angrily took away the food in front of Dong Wen Feng, but did not touch Ke Er's portion.

She smiled as she placed her food in front of Dong Wen Feng, and explained to him:

"Big sister Chen Qing, Wen Feng is only joking with you, why would we turn your back on him? It's just that my strength is a bit weak, so I had to struggle to climb the mountain."

Hearing Ren Ke Er's explanation, Chen Qing also believed her. They also knew that Ren Ke Er wasn't like them who had been training since they were young, where her body was comparable to ordinary special forces.

"Hmph, I'll forgive you this time out of respect for Ke Er."

Chen Qing returned Dong Wen Feng's food to her and pulled Ke Er along to chat about the torrential rain.

Dong Wen Feng realized that there were a lot of people eating inside the pagoda, and they were all seated. Furthermore, there were still people coming in from the mountain wanting to eat.

If it was a normal restaurant, they would definitely want more customers, but this monastery was full so they didn't entertain them anymore.

Those who would come to the Green Cloud Mountain to play knew the rules. They had prepared dry food before they came up the mountain, just in case they were unable to eat the Taoist temple's food.

There were two young Daoists guarding the door, Dong Wen Feng could sense a Yellow Rank Qi from their bodies.

It seemed that this temple was not that simple. Even the two disciples guarding the temple were yellow level, so the temple owner had to have an Earth level cultivation.

The food provided by the monastery was very simple. It was all ordinary vegetables and rice. However, after eating this dish, one could feel a trace of spiritual energy flowing through his body. It seemed that this rice and vegetables were specially grown by the monastery.

If an ordinary person ate this kind of food for a long period of time, they might not be able to prolong their life, but it would at least be able to strengthen and strengthen their body.

After the meal, there were still some fruits that could be found on the mountain. Most people would not be able to pick them, and even those fruits contained traces of spiritual energy.

Dong Wen Feng was a little impressed by the monastery leader here, the food was not considered too valuable for any cultivator.

However, to ordinary people, it was a rare delicacy, one that not even money could buy. The Monastery's behavior belongs to the benefit of society.

After eating, Dong Wen Feng became curious and started to stroll around the Taoist temple. There were no Daoists to guide them, only tourists. Only those important places had guests stopped to take a look.

The Ancestral Master Three Purities was being worshipped in the front hall. This place was burning with incense and only a middle-aged Daoist Priest was selling incense there. Their incense was also not expensive and was in line with the market price.

Dong Wen Feng realised that this fragrant cultivator was actually at the peak of the Yellow Rank and could break through to the Profound Rank at any time.

"Wen Feng, let's go burn some incense!"

She let Ke Er break free from Dong Wen Feng's grasp, bought three incense sticks from the middle aged man, and knelt in front of Three Purities, silently making her wish.

Dong Wen Feng did not believe in the matter of making a wish. As a cultivator, the only person he could believe in was himself.

Just as Dong Wen Feng and the rest were about to leave, they realized that someone was arguing with Chen Qing and the others.

It turned out that Chen Qing and the others had seen Ke Er letting them burn the incense and had also planned to burn the incense for the time it takes to burn. However, an accident had occurred while they were buying the incense.

There were a lot of people here, it was a bit crowded. Li Qingqing accidentally broke the fragrance of a woman wearing a Mi Fan Nu dress with a flower butterfly on her arm.

"How much money? I'll compensate you." Li Qingqing said as he took out his wallet.

"Compensation? Do I look like someone who needs money? If you break my scent, you will break my destiny. Can you, a pauper, afford it? " The tattooed lady looked at Li Qingqing's body with contempt.

What Li Qingqing was wearing were the common goods bought at the shopping mall. People who wandered into the various large markets like the tattooed lady could tell at a glance whether the clothes the other party was wearing were real or fake with just one glance.

After all, Li Qingqing was just a normal police officer, her one month's salary wasn't high. Furthermore, she had to leave some money to subsidize her family, so she didn't have to use it much.

Hearing the tattooed woman's mocking, Li Qingqing didn't know how to reply. Her temper was always very violent, and this time it was really her fault.

Hearing the argument over here, a Daoist Priest walked over. He had a kind of gentleness to him that caused the people around him to subconsciously move aside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down."

The Daoist Priest raised the horsetail whisk in his hand. As he spoke, an indescribable force radiated out, causing everyone to quieten down.

Dong Wen Feng was shocked, he felt that the Spirit Cultivator in front of him was an Earth Stage Middle Phase cultivator, but he did not feel that the Spirit Cultivator used his Spirit Qi, how could he calm the crowd's emotions.

After being exhorted by a Daoist, the arrogant tattooed woman actually let Li Qingqing go, and Li Qingqing did not resent him.

When the Daoist Priest passed by Dong Wen Feng, he curiously looked at Dong Wen Feng, as if he had realized something, and shook his head as he slowly left.

Dong Wen Feng and San Mei walked together to the Middle Palace. Here, they paid their respects to the Fu Lusheng's Three Immortals, which was also very popular.

Just as Dong Wen Feng and the rest were about to head towards the rear hall, they were stopped by a sloppy Daoist.

"Gentlemen, please wait for a moment!"

Hearing someone call them, Dong Wen Feng and the rest stopped. He saw that there was a sign in front of this Taoist that said "The world is full of divines and calculations, nothing does not count".

This Daoist Priest's attire was very simple. Other than the signboard, there was only a table with a trigram diagram and a compass on it.

"What do you want?" Dong Wen Feng asked curiously.

He used his spiritual sense to scan the cultivator in front of him and found that he was just an ordinary person. He did not have a shred of spiritual power or true energy on him, so his spiritual sense easily examined his opponent from top to bottom.

But since he entered the temple, this was the first time he saw a Taoist without cultivation.

The other possibility was that the opponent was a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than him. To be able to avoid Dong Wen Feng's Spiritual Sense, a cultivator must be at least in the Innate Realm.