When I came out of the study, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Ye Feng said goodbye to Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and grandparents, and left the villa, Zhang Kexin followed behind and sent Ye Feng out.

"Dad, what did he tell you?" Walking on the tree-lined road in the villa area, Zhang Kexin asked curiously.

Although I don't know what Ye Feng and my father said, it can be seen from the expression on my father's face that my father has made a choice in his heart, and there seems to be a kind of relief on his face that he has never felt before.

"Actually, he didn't say anything, he just asked me about my determination, and then he brought up a few things about the choice he made back then." Ye Feng sighed and said.

"Back then, choosing to sacrifice his daughter's happiness for the benefit of the family, is this a father's choice?" Zhang Kexin's face sank in an instant.

"Kexin, in fact, the things back then were not as simple as you thought...... Ye Feng continued slowly, and probably told Zhang Kexin about the things that Zhang's father said to himself in the study.

Zhang Kexin was silent, originally he just thought that his father was for the benefit of the family, but he never thought that there was such sadness in this, maybe from her standpoint, she could hate her father's ruthlessness, but from the standpoint of the family, facing the life and death of the family, this may really be the only choice.

"All these years, I blamed him!"

Ye Feng smiled and gently took Zhang Kexin into his arms, in fact, it is good to say these words, if the father and daughter can release their previous suspicions because of this, it can be regarded as a success.

On the way back to the sanatorium after leaving Zhang's house, Ye Feng's mind was full of Zhang's father's helplessness, he knew that as he moved up the circle more and more, he would definitely encounter many helpless choices in the future, and if he wanted to avoid these things, he had to make himself stronger.

Strong enough to protect everyone around you......

After returning to the sanatorium, Ye Feng returned to the bedroom and came to the balcony to stand up the Qiankun pile, and just realized the mental method of his own standing pile, and now the most important thing is to be familiar with the mental method, and perfectly integrate the mental method with the standing pile.

After standing on the pile, Ye Feng's body surface discharged some impurities, but compared to the impurities discharged when the Qiankun pile was small yesterday, it was a little insignificant.

Recalling everything on the Nine Turns True Dragon Recipe in his mind, Ye Feng began to cultivate according to the above description, as a top-level martial art of the Saint Level, after the Nine Turns True Dragon Technique was cultivated, he could release the Yuan Force in his body with the greatest amplification.

The Nine Turns True Dragon Jue is divided into a total of nine realms, each time the realm of a heavy heaven is raised, the increase of the Yuan Force will increase by a few points, the Nine Realms, each of the three realms is distinguished into a small realm, within the small realm, the increase in the Yuan Force of each one realm is not large, but the three to four, six to seven, and the realm after the Seven Heavens, each of these leaps will bring a large increase.

Ye Feng slowly controlled the flow of the Yuan Force in his body according to the above record, and then tried to release it, with the previous lesson, this time, every time the Yuan Force was released, Ye Feng chose to be in an open place, just like that, he could still feel the whistling wind.

Unconsciously, it was already four or five o'clock in the morning, Ye Feng returned to the bedroom, rinsed and began to rest, as early as the time he went to southern Myanmar, he could already do it, only two hours a day to rest can completely recover all his energy.

The Nine Turns True Dragon Technique cultivated at night did not have much gain, but Ye Feng also knew in his heart that he had only been cultivating for a few days, and he had been delayed for a while recently, so he couldn't be in a hurry.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng got up early and planned to go to the glass factory for a stroll, but was just about to go out, but received a call from Luo Lao.

"Grandpa Luo, is there anything wrong with this morning?"

"You kid, you got up pretty early! Didn't you say you wanted to go to the glass factory when you were here the day before yesterday? What do you think? To go or not? Ye Feng's voice was very clear, and Luo Lao could hear it.

"Not yet, I went to the gambling stone club at the resort yesterday, and I was planning to pass."

"That's right, then your kid is waiting at the sanatorium, I'll send a driver to pick you up, and let's go to Liulichang together." Luo Lao continued with a smile.

"Grandpa Luo, are you going too?"

"Yes, I haven't been to the Liuli Factory for a few days, go over and see if I can get anything!" Luo Lao said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll wait at the door of the sanatorium now." Ye Feng answered and hung up the phone.

No one doesn't like this kind of thing, and it has nothing to do with identity, status, or money. For example, Luo Lao, with his identity, I'm afraid there are few things he can't buy, but picking up leaks is different, picking up leaks from the situation of others is more of a sense of achievement.

It took more than an hour to get from Luo Lao's villa to the sanatorium, and Ye Feng didn't rush out of the sanatorium after he came out, but walked around the sanatorium.

As he concentrated, he saw the cylindrical purple mist in each villa again.

"What the hell is this purple mist?" Ye Feng muttered suspiciously.

However, here, in the villa area where Luo Lao is located, and in the villa area where the Zhang family is located, he has seen the same fog, but it is not as thick as here, and it is not so evenly distributed here, and each villa is the same cylindrical purple mist.

"It's a pity that I can't contact Master and his old man, his old man must know what is going on with these purple mist?" Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Since discovering the purple mist, he has contacted Mo Lao, but the phone has been in a state of inaccessibility.

In the sanatorium, the most talked about recently is Ye Lao, He Lao, the matter of their complete recovery, Ye Feng walked to an old grandfather who gathered together to chat, and when the old grandmother was not far away, he heard them talking about this matter there.

"Lao Cao, have you heard, after the two children Dongsheng and Lan Xin came back, Master Lao He and their bodies all recovered!"

"Lao Liu, aren't you joking, this matter has been making a lot of noise here recently, how can you not know! I heard Dr. Qin say that it is a medical miracle, the kind of joy that stimulates the body and heals itself. ”

"Isn't it, Lao Ye and Lao He's bodies are already dying!"

“……”

Listening to the discussions of several old men and grandmothers, Ye Feng unconsciously put a smile on his face.

The sanatorium occupies a large area, Ye Feng walked back and forth for nearly an hour, and looked at the time, Luo Lao's driver should have almost arrived, Ye Feng walked towards the exit of the sanatorium.

After standing outside the door and waiting for a few minutes, a black Audi A6 sedan stopped over, and the driver was the same driver who sent Ye Feng back the night before.

"Mr. Ye......" The driver got out of the car and greeted politely.

Although I don't know what Ye Feng's identity is, it can be seen from the fact that he can enter and exit the Tianquan Mountain Sanatorium, which must be quite good.

"I'm in trouble." Ye Feng replied politely.

……

More than an hour later, when the car stopped in front of Luo Lao's villa, it was nearly ten o'clock, Luo Lao came out to get into the car, and the driver drove the two to Liuli Factory.

Liuli factory is the largest antique trading ground in China, in fact, it is said that it is an antique trading field, it is better to call it a fake world, the current glass factory is no longer the glass factory of the year, everywhere is full of fakes, even if it is a formal antique shop that looks crowned, almost all of them are fakes.

The glaze factory is located on the side of Xidan, and after arriving at the place, Luo Lao and Ye Feng got out of the car and walked all the way along an intersection.

Different from the antique street in Pingchuan, and also different from the antique city in southern Myanmar, Liulichang is more like a hodgepodge, there are large antique cities, there are also roadside vendors, there are also a single antique shop, the place is very large, there are several streets.

Walking into the glaze factory is a lively scene, the flow of people is crowded, and the feeling is like the first day of the new year to grab the momentum of the first pillar incense.

"Modern Craft Imitation ......"

"Modern Craft Imitation ......"

"Modern Craft Imitation ......"

“……”

Ye Feng and Luo Lao were now wandering in front of the stalls of the small vendors who were setting up stalls outside, and along the way, under the identification of their abilities, almost all the results they got were all fakes.

"Old Luo, this place is inevitably too pitiful, right?" Ye Feng came to this place for the first time, so he naturally didn't know the situation here.

Originally, he thought that this was the largest antique trading place in China, and there must be a lot of genuine products, but he didn't expect that after some inspection, it was even inferior to the antique street in Pingchuan......

"Huh!" Luo Lao smiled and said: "The current glaze factory is no longer the glaze factory of the past. ”

"The antique industry, after so many years of development, the antique market in various places not only did not decrease in the slightest, but have increased a lot, this thing has been handed down from ancient times is just so much, although in recent years there are some that have been continuously excavated, but this number is not worth mentioning compared to the huge number of transactions, think about it to know the situation......"

Ye Feng nodded when he heard this, what Luo Lao said is right, after so many years of development, where are there so many real things!

While chatting, the two walked to the front of a shop with a brown wooden plaque with three large golden characters written on it: 'Qingfeng Zhai'.

"Let's go, take a look here, I haven't been to this place for a few years, I don't know if the current Qingfeng Zhai is still the Qingfeng Zhai of the year!" Luo Lao said, raising his steps and slumping up the steps.