Chapter 1655: an examination

The Jia family's mansion is very large. After walking with the old man for a while, after going around several times, the two men stopped in a courtyard.
Afterwards, the two went directly to an antique hall.
"Patriarch, I brought them."
Old Jia's voice came right away.
However, no one responded to him.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit weird. At this time, Jia Wenzhe was sitting on the high hall, his eyes fixed on the young man standing in the middle of the hall with a scar on the corner of his right eye, his expression full of doubts.
Jia Wenzhe has maintained this expression and action for a while, and judging from his appearance, it seems that this state will continue for a long time.
On the side, the white-haired old man Jia Lao saw that Jia Wenzhe hadn't spoken for a long time, and couldn't help stepping forward and reminding him: "Patriarch, let Master Feng diagnose and treat the young lady."
Hearing what Elder Jia said, Jia Wenzhe reacted. He first said "Oh", then looked at the Scar Youth standing under the stage, and asked in a majestic voice: "Are you really an alchemist?"
Feeling the tremendous pressure around him, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were calm, and he faintly replied, "Exactly."
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Jia Wenzhe's voice suddenly became colder: "Since you are here to complete the task, why do you have to disguise?"
"What? Disguise?!"
On the side, Mr. Jia was taken aback for a moment, and his gaze at Zhang Yifeng suddenly became serious. He also asked in a cold voice: "You really changed your face?"
In the middle of the hall, Zhang Yifeng nodded calmly. He knows the disadvantages of Yi Rong Dan more than anyone else. As long as his cultivation exceeds the two big realms of the disguise, he can see through the disguise of the disguise.
Zhang Yifeng's current cultivation base is on the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, but Jia Wenzhe can see through his change at a glance. Doesn't that mean that Jia Wenzhe's strength is at least the fifth level of the Netherworld Stage, or even higher.
Shaking his head, stopping his inner thinking, Zhang Yifeng arched his hands towards the two and said: "I have no malice towards your mansion. The reason why I am disguised is because I have offended the enemy, and I have to do so."
With that, Zhang Yifeng removed the disguise effect and changed back to his original appearance.
When Mr. Jia saw this, his face was still a little solemn, he was about to speak, but was stopped by Jia Wenzhe.
"Jia doesn't care about your affairs. On the contrary, as long as you can complete today's task, not only will you use the first-class exercise room for free, but you will also be under the protection of my Jia's family, even those top sects. The door, as long as it is not from the powerhouse of the dying period and above, my Jia family can protect you well." Jia Wenzhe said to Zhang Yifeng in a deep voice.
The Jia family deserves to be a long-standing family. His words are full of confidence. People will unconsciously be subdued by his aura and will not doubt his words.
But Zhang Yifeng was not affected by this. Although the Jia family is strong, it is definitely not an opponent of the top sect.
The top sect, the elders that are known on the surface can't be cultivated in the Kong Ming period, but in fact, the top sect is unfathomable. Otherwise, why is it called the top sect?
In addition, Zhang Yifeng also believes that the Jia family has some background, and the Jia family can firmly hold the practice room in their hands, and is not afraid of being taken away by others, how can it be easy to follow?
"You come with me. I will take you to a place."
Jia Wenzhe's voice continued.
Afterwards, Jia Wenzhe and Jia Lao took Zhang Yifeng to the outside of a quaint house. At this time, a mother just opened the door and walked out.
When she saw Jia Wenzhe, she immediately greeted him, gave Jia Wenzhe a salute, and whispered: "Master, the young lady just woke up, and the old man fed her some porridge. At the moment, she is lying down to rest, just..."
Speaking of this, the mother stopped, glanced at Jia Wenzhe, her eyes hesitant to speak.
Seeing the grandmother's expression, Jia Wenzhe's heart sank instantly. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You tell the truth, I can stand it, just what."
The mother's eyes showed a touch of sorrow at the time, and her voice choked and said: "The young lady just vomited blood again, and she was even more in her eyes than before. Even the porridge that she had just taken was vomited out. Her condition is very bad. I am worried that Miss she...hey."
Jia Wenzhe heard the words, revealing a trace of grief deep in his eyes.
It took a while before he recovered.
He looked at Zhang Yifeng, with a look of expectation in his eyes.
Perhaps, this young alchemist is his last hope.
Although all these years, hope is ultimately disappointment, but hope is better than despair.
"Follow me in."
Jia Wenzhe spoke to Zhang Yifeng.
"it is good."
Zhang Yifeng followed Jia Wenzhe into the house.
This is a female boudoir, and the furnishings in the boudoir are simple but not simple.
In the depths of the boudoir, there is a phoenix bed. On the phoenix bed, there was a woman lying.
The woman has a beautiful face, frowning eyebrows, and her face looks sickly pale. From the conversation between the mother and Jia Wenzhe just now, Zhang Yifeng knew that the woman lying on the bed should be Jia Wenzhe's daughter.
And that non-level task seems to be related to the woman in front of him.
At this time, the woman was not asleep. When Jia Wenzhe and others pushed in, she found out.
The woman tried to struggle to stand up, but she was too weak. She struggled several times without success.
Upon seeing this, Jia Wenzhe hurried to the bed, took the woman into his arms, and said with a pity: "Yu'er, just lie down like this and don't move."
The woman gave Jia Wenzhe a nostalgic look, and said in a weak voice: "Father, you don't have to hide from me, am I dying?"
Hearing the woman’s words, a touch of sorrow in Jia Wenzhe’s eyes flashed away. He took a deep breath, squeezed a smile on his face, shook his head and said: "No, Yuer, you just gave birth For a minor illness, my father found a powerful alchemist and asked him to look for you. You will definitely get better."
After Jia Wenzhe finished speaking, before the woman could speak, he looked at Zhang Yifeng.
"Alchemy Feng Yi, please."
Feng Yi is the current alias of Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng nodded, walked to the bed and looked at the woman.
The woman's face looked abnormally pale. As soon as Zhang Yifeng approached, he felt an extremely cold breath from the woman's body, as if the woman was lying there, like a piece of ice for a thousand years.
Zhang Yifeng frowned. Although he was an alchemist, he still couldn't determine what was wrong with the woman's body.
"Miss Jia, offended."
Zhang Yifeng arched his hand at the woman, and then put his right hand on the woman's wrist, the spiritual power was like a thread, and the divine sense controlled the spiritual power to penetrate into the woman's body to check the state of the woman's body.
Under the exploration of his majestic consciousness, the situation in the woman's body was clearly presented in his mind.
Gradually, he frowned tightly.
Because he found that the woman's body has no problems, even healthier than the average person looks.