Chapter 910: Acacia 3 points

The Xue family really went to Tiantong and asked, what is the relationship between Tiantong and Feng Jun.
Tiantong ’s answer is also very formulaic, saying that Feng Jun is one of our more important partners. The president of the Eastern Conference of Eastern China in the secular world is the central contact.
The Xue family also wanted to find Huangfu flawless, but she was not in Fangshi recently, but went to handle the matter of Tianxin reward.
Before seeing Huangfu flawless, the Xue family had absolutely no courage to deal with Feng Jun-they could not even determine how the two monks in their dusty days died.
Mr. Xu also guessed that the Xue family could not deal with Feng Jun in a short period of time, so he did n’t mention it to Feng Jun. This is not his business. Why should he insist on getting involved?
Today, Huangfu came back flawlessly, and came back with the people of Tianxintai. Master Xu was just instructed to come to Feng Jun, and he made a casual statement.
However, Ji Ping'an and Liang Yisi also involved in this matter. Although they knew that Feng Jun had promised to back the pot, it was normal to ask more.
After listening to Feng Jun, he smiled disapprovingly, "Don't the Xue family dare to come and take the initiative to find me? This courage ... is also very limited!"
He wanted to come, if he encountered such a thing, no matter what the relationship between the other party and the Huangfu family, at least to ask, how did the two masters in my family die, is it your hand?
I don't even have the courage to face my hands, so I'm so sorry to say that I am a Cultivation Clan?
Of course, in fact, he was standing and talking without backaches, and he thought about things simple. The Xue family wanted to face him directly, but there are thousands of people in the family business. .
After finishing this, Feng Jun finally answered Ji Ping ’s question positively,
In a few days, now I am helping Canghai Shuwu to complete Danfang. After getting paid, I can leave Qiuchen and go to Zhige Mountain. . "
"Old Man Su's prescription?" These two were all stunned. Both of them are old residents of Qiuchenfang City. They are not familiar with Old Man Su who is also an old resident. "Can you complete?"
"It has been completed, and the purple gold carving of his family has been cured," Feng Jun smiled and replied casually, "Now he is waiting for him to verify Danfang ... After verification, you can get paid."
Liang Yisi heard the words and couldn't help but yelled, "The Su's family has purple gold carvings? No, right, with the old Su's stingy virtue."
Although he and Ji Ping'an are both locals, they have been guarding the side wall all the year round. The real-time news is not well-informed. It was normal for the Su family to get Zijin Diao for three years.
"Two pots and rats say people behind!" A voice cried out, "The person behind said that people are not good ... My family has Xiaoxiangxiang!"
Su Mo'er, who was running around, heard this and burst into breath.
"Yeah," Ji Pingjian glanced at her and said with a smile, "This is the old granddaughter's favorite granddaughter, right?"
When Su Moer testified, Feng Jun made evidence of Qi Danfang's words, and they were both amazed.
Even if Ji Ping'an is gone, Liang Yisi couldn't help but ask about Qi Danfang's thinking-he himself also learned alchemy.
Where does Feng Jun understand Qi Danfang's thinking? It can't be said that I did it by cheating?
Therefore, he can only say that this grandfather Dan Fang Su has a request, and he must not leak it at will.
Speaking, it was not too early, and Feng Jun did not want to go back to be investigated, simply set up a tent here, installed generators, light bulbs and the like, and took out pots and pans to cook.
At night, the food was ready, with Ji Ping'an and Liang Yisi in, Feng Jun simply came up with acacia into the dream.
He persevered in the conversion of spirit wine in the earth world. He has converted spirit wine to nearly two thousand pounds, but in the earth world, no one drinks this wine with him-even those undiluted spirit wines, few people have the ability to drink openly.
Now that he has a wine buddy, he can finally have a drink.
The fame of Acacia fell into a dream, it really didn't blow out, the wine scented away from the wind, Mo Er, who was standing ten meters away, just smelled the wine, and his body began to shake.
There are also a lot of people coming out to play today. Outside a mile and a lot of people, a group of people smelled the wine and couldn't help but look over.
However, this is not an urban area after all, but the edge of Fang City. The density of the crowd is not large, and Fang City inspections will occasionally appear.
Feng Jun took the generator and the bright light bulb shone at night like daylight. Others knew that this pedestrian was not bad and would not provoke it without permission.
Halfway through drinking alcohol, Liang Yisi once again remembered the matter of Danfang. He was interested in alchemy, mainly because one of his eyes was attacked by poison gas after being traumatized, and he had to dig it out. Grumbling.
If he had good medicine at the time, there was no problem keeping his eyes.
This has become his obsession, and he said it again after drinking.
Feng Jun can't talk to him about Danfang, but he can talk about his treatment of Zijin Diao-it's also poisoned.
For this topic, Liang Yisi also likes to listen. He has no experience in treating spirit birds, but he likes the knowledge of Dandao and medicine.
The two even had some disputes, because Liang Yisi believed that the purple gold carving had edema in the brain, which was obviously caused by the damage of the soul. At this time, it was not easy to build merits with the silver needle, and it was easy to leave hidden dangers.
He believes that it is the right way to repair the soul of the soul at this moment, because this plane also emphasizes the "solid Ben Pei Yuan" in the treatment, and Feng Jun's treatment method is suspected of declining.
Well, you did cure the Zijin vulture, but that might be that its soul is not strong enough, and human cultivators can never cure it like this.
Feng Jun disagreed, "There are so many things to do with the needle in the head. If necessary, let alone the head, Qi Hai also needs to do the needle."
"Guben Peiyuan is of course correct, but if the situation is urgent, you must act in a hurry, first of all to remove those fatal dangers ... If everyone is dead, where can it be?"
"Good talk!" There was a cry not far away, and a person came out of the darkness.
The person here is in his forties, without face-to-face, dressed in a gown, and looks like a gentleman like a teacher.
Where he appeared, it was more than two hundred meters away from the place where Feng Jun and other people had dinner together. He came over step by step, seeming to be slow and anxious. After a few blinks, he came to everyone.
As we got closer, everyone could see more clearly. The shirt on his body was washed white, and it looked a bit dismal.
Liang Yisi and Ji Ping'an watched this man vigilantly, exuding indiscriminate murderousness, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man in disappointment replied inexplicably, "Passer ... attracted by the smell of wine."
Although he was disappointed, he was also a high-level practitioner of Qi refining, and his physical skills were quite impressive, but this was also normal. Hearing Feng Jun and other people's conversation so far away, his cultivation would certainly not be too low.
Ji Ping's eyes narrowed, and he spoke spookyly, "Aren't your friends Qiu Chen's?"
"Well," the middle-aged man nodded lightly, "I said, I was passing by."
Liang Yisi on the side spoke lightly, "It's not Qiu Chen's, then let's go, we have no friendship."
This way of speaking is not his habit. As a fierce and proud person, he has always been able to do it without arguing, and once he shoots, he will never be merciless, that is, he seems to know some medicine in the other party, so he is very kind a little.
The middle-aged man glanced at him, and smiled indifferently, "I heard clearly, you are not the master ... as a war repair, don't bring the anger to daily life."
Liang Yisi blinked his eyes. He had the intention to do something, but what the other party said casually made him uninterested.
This situation surprised him.
The other party can feel the murderousness of his body and judge that it is a war repair. This is not a big deal. There are many people who are good at understanding the gas machine, but the lightly written two sentences can make him a lot calmer, without thinking about it. , Which is a little weird.
Liang Yisi glanced quietly at Ji Ping—what did he do to me?
Ji Ping'an looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, "Since we know that we are not the masters, Daoyou should talk to the master ... By the way, I haven't asked your surname."
"Why have you met each other," the middle-aged man answered lazily, then turned to look at Feng Jun, "good wine!"
Feng Jun raised his head to look at him and replied casually, "The wine is good, and the people are not bad."
The middle-aged man smiled, his nose twitching, "Is this wine ... Acacia three points?"
The wine produced by Acacia Jue is called Acacia Dream, and the conversion of spirit wine should be strictly called Acacia X points, but that is when the three unique real people were in the past. Some people said this, Feng Jun knew this statement. , But never cared.
Feng Jun nodded slightly, "Sit down, since it smells like acacia thirds, it is a wonderful person, you can ask your lord to drink it."
The middle-aged man was not hypocritical, and he directly released a chair and sat down. "It seems that the host is still good at talking."
When Liang Yisi heard this, he was a little dissatisfied, and looked up at the other party. The anger in his heart disappeared almost instantly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The middle-aged man looked at him with a smile. You can't beat me again. "
It happened that Feng Jun's wine was full, and he raised his hand, and there were a lot of lovesickness in his dreams, and he was bored by his mouth.
He smacked his mouth with satisfaction, and nodded slightly, "Sure enough, I'll have another drink."
Feng Jun refused to pour wine this time. He looked at the other party lightly, "Your Excellency?"
"It's really boring," the middle-aged man sighed helplessly. "I thought you would be a little different. Just drink and drink. Why do you have to ask for your name?"
Feng Jun smiled at him slightly, "I said, I just asked you to have a drink. Your lord doesn't even want to say the name. If I want to pour wine ... Is it a bit wrong to fall in love with a dream?"
"You must think that you are high enough to cultivate yourself, and you are not afraid of me," the middle-aged man glanced at him. "Otherwise, this is my cultivation behavior. I will fight against you. If I win, you will give it to me. Brew a lord of lovesickness into a dream, if you win, you open the conditions ... "