"Hey, what's wrong with this? Why did you pass out?" Hun Yuanzi asked anxiously.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, you can't die." She slowly turned the silver needle, a trace of spiritual energy was injected into the person's body through the silver needle, and she saw a wave Light smoke oozes from the top of his head, and as the smoke oozes, the flushed face gradually becomes normal.
Seeing this scene, Hun Yuanzi let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Feng Jiu involuntarily, and thought to himself: This Tsing Yi boy has two shots, and the old man can’t take the medicine. He actually took it three or two. .
At this time, outside, the people who had gathered together stood together and talked.
"I didn't expect to encounter Hun Yuanzi of Xianyun Xianzong here. If he can recommend him, our family's children will be able to enter the Xianyun Xianzong, that would be a great fortune."
"How can it be that easy? The Xianyun Xianzong and the other three immortal sects belong to the four major sects, and the recruitment of disciples is extremely strict. The two younger generations of my family have been there for three consecutive years, and they have not been admitted to the four major sects. Today we It didn't help much, so this bastard doesn't need to sell our account."
"But who is that man? Could it be a descendant of the Hunyuanzi family?"
"Not very much."
"There is also that young man who came out from nowhere. I think he got into Hun Yuanzi's eyes." The other person said, glanced at the closed door, and sighed. .
It is rare to encounter Hun Yuanzi of Xianyun Xianzong, if he can give a letter of recommendation, or should take them one or two younger generations into the clan, then their family will rise with the tide.
About a stick of incense, everyone heard the voice coming from the wing, because the volume was a little loud, and they could hear clearly outside here, so they looked at each other and listened.
In the wing room, by the table, Feng Jiu looked at the things on the table with a look of disgust: "Isn't it? Just these things? There is nothing worth looking at!" She picked up a magic weapon and looked at it. : "Couldn't you get this from someone else? You see, none of this is decent."
The things on the table are a bit messy, any daggers studded with jewelry, or some flying magical weapons, or some self-defense magical weapons, or some treasures to play with, they are all very ordinary, they can't get into her eyes.
"Do you still look down on these?" The old man glared, raised his brows, took up a magic weapon and said: "Look at this, this is what I got from Monk Yifeixian, this can resist several This time the strong attack, and this, this is a flying magic weapon, needless to say the speed, and these, you see, this is actually not bad."
Feng Jiu glanced at it and said, "I don't look good, these are all worthless. They are not good-looking or not, but practical and not very practical. If I can make this kind of things more than you."
"Why is your kid so picky? Then you say, what do you want?" The old man sat down at the table and asked.
She curled her lips, glanced at him, and said, "It must be a good thing! In any case, it saved the person's life! You know, if it wasn't for you, the young and old, to be interesting, I wouldn't be bothered. Get a cure."