In the private room, everyone in the Fang family was stunned and looked up at the old man.
His face was full of doubts.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?" A middle-aged man stepped forward, bowed and asked with concern.
Mr. Fang stared at his palm and was silent for a long time.
After a while.
"Just now, I felt a breath of energy, which seemed to be the acupuncture energy of Tianxuan Thirteen Needles. It just passed by in a flash."
The old man muttered to himself.
His current achievements in medicine are all due to the superficial knowledge of thirteen acupuncture when he was young. He founded the Imperial Medical Hall in the imperial capital with only three acupuncture, and his research decades ago has now enabled him to Cast five needles.
After hearing this, the Fang family members all had strange expressions on their faces.
"Acupuncture?"
"It must be your old illusion."
"Didn't you say that this set of acupuncture techniques was lost hundreds of years ago..."
Fang's family didn't know much about medicine.
The younger generations of the Fang family have long been familiar with the old man's deeds in the imperial capital.
Mr. Fang's palms no longer trembled.
Take a deep breath.
The old man shook his head slightly, retracted his palm, and didn't take it to heart too much. Then he raised his head and looked at the younger generation of the Fang family.
"Two days later, the Chen family's auction, our Fang family was originally not qualified to compete. Two days ago, I received a big shot. With this person here, I want to compete for it!" Mr. Fang's eyes were filled with confusion.
Before that, he had already talked with the big shot, the baby of the Chen family, and the man was not interested.
This is an opportunity for his family!
"yes."
"Old man, I will immediately tell you to go down and let the Fang family get ready."
"..."
The middle-aged man bowed and bowed in response.
The eyes of the children of the Fang family in the private room also have a bit more brilliance. The identity and status of those who can be called a big shot by the old man can be imagined.
As long as that person is here, the Fang family will not be afraid of the three families in the Eastern Region.
Mr. Fang nodded slightly and glanced at the Fang family members. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated and shook his head slightly.
Signaling the younger members of the family to retreat.
"Is it an illusion?" The old man murmured, with a helpless smile on his face.
His lifelong wish is to learn all the Thirteen Acupunctures of Tianxuan. This is not the first time that such an illusion has appeared in these years.
at the same time.
In the attic on the top floor, Ye Wentian had already retracted his fingers.
"Um."
"..."
Yu Hanyan snorted lightly.
The next moment, she gently opened her eyes. The clarity in her eyes was still there, but the childlike look had disappeared.
Looking at the person in front of him, his eyes flickered and his face had a complicated expression.
"Iron...iron pillar." Yu Hanyan murmured softly and gently stretched out her palm.
Ye Wentian looked startled.
It was definitely not calling him. He turned his head subconsciously and looked at the Black King behind him.
The Black King's eyes trembled, his whole face was flushed, and there was an incredible look on his face. This was the first time in so many years that the person in front of him called his name.
"Smoking!"
"You've recovered! I..." Black King's heart was beating wildly. He had imagined this scene countless times, and he had thousands of words in his heart at this moment.
For a moment, I was speechless.
"Tie Zhu, don't get excited, I said it won't be easy to recover." Ye Wentian said in a low voice.
It's not him who ruins the scenery.
Just now, I relied on acupuncture to forcibly replenish the soul. After all, it was an external force and it would dissipate soon. This also proved that the person in front of me could indeed be saved.
The words fell.
Yu Hanyan's eyes trembled, a trace of confusion flashed across her face, and then she shook her head gently. The tears in the corners of her eyes were still there, but her expression had changed back to what it was before.
"Hehe, big brother, Tang..." Yu Hanyan did not take back her outstretched hand.
"this……"
"Brother Ye?"
The Black King reacted and looked at Ye Wentian.
"The nine-turn soul-returning grass must have at least six leaves. If you can find it, she will be saved." Ye Wentian didn't talk nonsense.
Huang Chijie has never mentioned this thing before.
Ye Wentian only accidentally saw records in the ancient pharmacopoeia books in his house. Such top-quality medicinal materials grow in extremely yin places.
It grows one leaf every hundred years, two leaves every two hundred years, and three leaves every four hundred years. The number of leaves increases exponentially with each additional leaf, and the number of leaves reaching six is even slightly recorded in ancient books.
Ye Wentian looked at the person in front of him and said roughly.
"Understood."
"Thank you. As long as there is this medicinal material, I will definitely find it." The Black King showed determination in his eyes.
"It's a little hard to find."
"Tie Zhu, take this bottle of medicine and give it to her once every morning and evening. It can stabilize her soul injury." 33
Ye Wentian was not stingy and threw a medicine bottle to the person in front of him.
This matter is settled.
"You...if you want the Chen family's treasure, I'll get it for you tonight."
"Da Yan, who has offended you recently?"
"I'll help you kill him."
The Black King stared at the person in front of him. No matter how grateful he was, it would be better to take actual actions. Before he found the medicine, the person in front of him must not be harmed at all.
Ye Wentian looked stunned, smiled and waved his hand.
He still likes to solve his own affairs by himself.
"Tie Zhu, I won't disturb you." Ye Wentian didn't say anything more. With his identity, it was very easy to find him in Dayan.
"Wait...wait a minute, if there are outsiders in the future, can you not call me by my name?"
"I know, Tie Zhu."
"..."
The Black King looked ahead and left, with a black line on his face.
Off the top floor.
Ye Wentian returned to the VIP room on the second floor and made a call to Ran's Chamber of Commerce to tell Ran Ran that he had returned to Blackstone City.
Ye Ling'er liked this club in Fang's house, and Ye Wentian also planned to stay for two more days.
Time flies and the sky is getting dark.
In front of the VIP room, there were footsteps approaching from far away.
"Dong dong."
"Brother Ye, are you there?" The voice was soft and very pleasant.
Fang Mengyi was standing in front of the door with a moving smile on her face.
Ye Wentian walked out slowly.
"Linger, not with you?" Ye Wentian looked at the person in front of him.
As the night went on, Fang Mengyi's outfit became more bold. She wore a tight purple skirt that highlighted her figure. The front of her body was half wrapped, revealing half of her white skin, which made people unable to help but stare.
"Sister Ling'er, she is having fun in the casino below. Brother Ye is here for a rare visit. Would you like to experience the service of the club?" Fang Mengyi took a step forward, and the alluring body fragrance hit her face.
Ye Wentian's eyes lit up.
Serve?
What a great feeling!
Just as he was about to nod and speak, Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly flashed and he lowered his head to look at his feet, with a cold and restrained look in his eyes.
Two floors directly below where he stood, down to the ground floor, was exactly where the club casino was, where Ye Ling'er placed her bets.
Through his clairvoyance eyes, Ye Wentian could see very clearly that two divine masters were sitting opposite him.
"Go to the casino first." Ye Wentian raised his head and spoke suddenly.
Fang Mengyi was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, they were brothers and sisters, and they both liked gambling so much.
Some people died, but not completely...
