Hearing this, Xiao Er turned around and smiled and replied: "Not far, just a few blocks away, but it's not easy to enter the City Lord's Mansion recently. If it doesn't matter, I'm afraid I can't enter the gate of the City Gate Mansion."

Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and his brows raised slightly: "Oh? What's the cause?"

"The son came from a foreign city, so I don’t know. It has been two or three months since the old city lord has suffered from a sickness, but no one can cure it for a while. Not long ago, the city lord sent a message out. Anyone who can cure the old town lord’s sickness can unconditionally agree. He is one thing, so healers and alchemists everywhere rushed over to try it."

Speaking of this, Xiao Er laughed: "Now the people outside the city lord’s mansion are surrounded from morning to night. In addition to some healers and alchemists, there are also some people watching the excitement and some casual cultivators, so I want to enter the city lord. It’s not that easy to do so, because even a healer or alchemist, not everyone can get inside."

Feng Jiu drank a glass of wine and lifted the flask to pour a glass. With the other hand, he uncovered, a gold coin flew out and bounced into the little Er's arms: "Go on, and listen to what you know."

Xiao Er got the money, and it was not a silver coin or a gold coin, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly told Feng Jiu about everything he knew, until after a long time, he retreated.

After dinner, Feng Jiu went out and walked around. By the way, he thought about exploring the direction of the city lord's mansion, and to see if it was really as Xiao Er said, that there were some healers and alchemists outside the city.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the streets of the City Lord’s Mansion, many people were surrounded. As Xiao Er said, in addition to the healers, there are alchemists, and they are of different ranks. Among them, they are wearing Danyang Sect. There are also people in robes.

"Looking at this, it should be because the disease has not been cured. However, even if the old city owner is suffering from a serious illness, even if the city owner can make any request, why can he attract so many people here?"

She muttered softly, feeling a little surprised.She came here because she needed Linglong Qicaihua medicine, but the healers and alchemists there, with badges on their chests, showing their identity and level, they also squeezed here to whisper. Some are not normal.

"Hehe, of course it's for fame!"

A voice came, and Feng Jiu looked sideways, and saw a 30-year-old doctor standing beside him with anticipation and excitement on his face: "This old city lord’s sickness cannot be cured by many people, and it’s because of Duan’s hand It’s so wide-ranging. There are many people in his family who have outstanding talents in various fields, and the sickness of Old City Lord has invited several famous healers and alchemists to come and see that they are not cured. If someone can cure it, It is bound to be famous in the world. Who wouldn't want to try this opportunity?"

Feng Jiu's gaze moved down, falling on the badge on his chest, and then faintly moved away: "So many people, shouldn't anyone be able to see the Old City Lord?"

"Of course, since the old city lord's health is not good, naturally he can't see so many people. Only ten people can go in every day, and these ten people must be selected after examination."

Speaking of this, the man glanced at Feng Jiu and saw that the boy in front of him was wearing a red dress flying up, and there was no half of the badge on his chest, he sneered: "You little baby, why are you following here to join in the fun?"