The saint smiled slightly, and immediately hugged his fists to the old marquis Feng, the old lady Feng, Feng Yu, Zhu Huixin and a few others, "How are you doing lately?"

Feng pretended to say, "Holy Lord, has your cultivation broken through?"

The saint smiled: "A few days ago, I had a little understanding, and I just cultivated to be more refined, if I really want to break through, how easy is it to talk about it?"

Feng nodded and was noncommittal.

Old Marquis Feng said: "It is a matter of time before the saint breaks through the cultivation, with the unique and powerful bloodline of the saint, coupled with the superior exercises, it must not take much time to break through, and the old minister is here to congratulate him first." ”

Feng Yuan smiled secretly in his heart, and thought: "Ha, this grandfather's ability to pat on the back is really clever, and he really deserves to be a big official." ”

The saint laughed, his face was happy, although he was a son of heaven, he was tired of listening to the flattery of others on weekdays, and there was no shortage of sycophants around him, but he himself knew that those who sang praises to him were hindered by his majesty nine times out of ten, not necessarily out of sincerity.

At this moment, seeing that the old marquis of the wind said sincerely, without the slightest hint of flattery, he could get the praise of this unfathomable old marquis of the wind, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said: "Then I really want to thank the old marquis for his golden words." ”

When everyone was talking, Feng Yuan listened to everyone's conversation while looking at the person who came belatedly, as the person approached, Feng Yuan saw clearly, it turned out that the person was a teenager, with thin muscles and bones, a scorched face, hooked back and bent over, as if he was carrying something on his back, every step he took, the green tendons on his forehead burst into one more tendon, and finally he came to stand beside the Wang family with a twist.

He seemed to feel Feng Yuan's gaze, and a pair of eyes glared at Feng Yuan fiercely, and his eyes spewed out real anger, as if he had some deep hatred with Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan was glared at by these "fire-breathing" eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned, and scolded secretly, only then did he save it, who is this person not Wang Shao?

Yes, this person is Wang Shao, who is also one of the "Three Youths in Beijing", and Wang Shao, who has a lot of grievances with Fengyuan, is named Wang Huang.

In the blink of an eye, he saw Feng Yuan's eyes looking at Wang Huang, he naturally had heard of the feud between Feng Yuan and Wang Huang's two big gentlemen, he thought that Feng Yuan would immediately pounce on Wang Huang and fight, no matter how bad it was, he would scold, but he didn't know that Feng Yuan's face was calm, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, and he couldn't imagine that this lawless man would be so calm today, but he couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "I came today, not for official business, just to see my good son-in-law in the future." ”

In fact, he came to Feng's house today to visit Feng's family, and the matter of visiting Feng is small, and the persuasion is big. He didn't come completely on his own initiative, but was repeatedly requested by Wang Dahu, and he weighed the pros and cons to prevent a big war between the two strongest families of the Snow White Dynasty.

Feng pre-emptively said: "Thank you Your Majesty for caring about Xiao'er, he is no longer in trouble." Then he said to Fengyuan: "Yuan'er, don't come and thank Your Majesty soon." ”

Feng Yuan staggered to the saint and saluted: "Thank you Your Majesty for your concern, I am already well...... Ahem...... cough ......cough loudly as he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched, his face turned pale, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and suddenly his steps staggered, as if he was about to fall, he looked like he was in pain, he finally stood firm, and wanted to open his mouth to say a few more words, but was interrupted by the saint.

This is not that Feng Yuan deliberately pretended to be shown to everyone, his chest did hurt badly, but it didn't hurt so much that he couldn't stand steadily.

I only heard the saint say: "Your Feng family is good at alchemy, your father and your grandfather are rare alchemists in the dynasty, and I don't have a better healing elixir for you than your Feng family, but I have a formation here that can help you heal, but this formation requires the joint efforts of four cultivators to be able to urge, and I am naturally happy to help you heal." ”

At this time, someone in the crowd of the Wang family said: "Your Majesty, please count my father and son." ”

Suddenly, Feng Yuan felt the ground tremble, and it was difficult to stand firmly, as if a boulder was pressing against the ground, and he looked up and saw two people coming.

But I saw that the man on the left had a crane's hair neatly tied up on his head, his face was very large, and his body was extremely fat. From a distance, it looks like a big boulder rolling towards you.

This person is none other than Wang Huang's grandfather, the current head of the Wang family, Wang Dahu, and the current prime minister of the Snow White Dynasty. A figure whose cultivation is unfathomable, comparable to that of the old marquis.

The person on the left is a middle-aged man, except for his hair and beard, he seems to be a small Wang Dahu. If Wang Dahu looks like a big boulder, then the person in front of him is a boulder jumping in the middle of the boulder.

This person is the son of Wang Dahu, Wang Huang's Laozi, and he is also a well-known master of cultivation in the Snow Dynasty, named Wang Peng.

Wang Dahu arched his hand and said to the Holy Lord and the Old Marquis of the Wind: "The Holy Lord, the old man of the Wind, this healing thing is counted as one of my father and son." Wang Huang accidentally injured the little boy Feng, I have always felt guilty, today my father and son, I will do my best to help the little boy Feng heal, in order to reduce the sense of apology. ”

Seeing that Wang Dahu was sincere, it was obvious that it was from the bottom of their hearts, and the anger they had previously had for the existence of the Wang family had disappeared. It's just that Fengyuan almost lost his life at the hands of Wang Huang, such a grudge, how can he get rid of it with one or two good words?

Old Marquis Feng snorted coldly and said, "I see that your old man Wang doesn't have the slightest sense of apology. ”

Wang Dahu raised his eyebrows, his eyes glared at the old marquis of Feng, and he was about to get angry, but thinking that the purpose of coming to the Feng family today was to seek peace and not war, so he had to hold back his anger and shouted to the guards of the Wang family: "Come, present the gifts, and ask the old marquis Feng and all the Feng family colleagues to take a look." ”

At that time, everyone had come to the living room of the Feng family, and sat down according to the main order, and the saint naturally made the first place, followed by Wang Dahu, the old marquis of Feng sat next to Wang Dahu to accompany him, and then Wang Peng, Feng Pre and others.

The royal guards hurriedly walked to the center of the hall, and took down all the gifts they were carrying, shouldering, hanging on their waists, and tied to their legs, and put them on the ground.

For a while, but the sound of untying the rope and putting gifts filled the hall with the sound of "bang", "bang

All the guards retreated together, only to see that a large pile of gifts like a small hill had been stacked high in the center of the hall, including jade silk, cloth, jade, porcelain and other fine items, as well as ritual utensils, pills and other things needed by cultivators.