"The First Prince …"
Qin Feiyang lowered his head and pondered for a while before asking, "Do you know the cultivation of the First Prince?"
"We don't know."
Fatso and Li Mu shook their heads.
Qin Feiyang got up and said, "I'll go to the Cultivation Hall. When Steward Li comes, you can ask him about the rules of the competition. The more detailed, the better."
Lu Hong frowned and said, "You've come back in a hurry. Go and have a rest first. I'll talk to Feng Ling Er."
Fatso nodded.
It could be seen that although Qin Feiyang looked strong, he was actually very tired.
They really wanted to share some of the burden with Qin Feiyang.
"It's okay. You've done me a great favor by counting the Qiankun Bag."
Qin Feiyang smiled, turned around, walked out of the attic, and went straight to the Cultivation Hall.
Two Deacon Elders were guarding here.
One of them asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"
Qin Feiyang cupped his hands and said, "I want to see Feng Ling Er."
"I guessed that you're looking for Feng Ling Er."
"She's in the No. 1 Cultivation Room. Go in by yourself. Remember to be reserved."
The two of them said with a smile, which was very ambiguous.
"Reserved?"
Qin Feiyang smiled bitterly.
Did they forget that he was still a minor?
But he didn't explain. He cupped his hands to the two of them and walked into the Cultivation Hall.
In front of the No. 1 Cultivation Room.
Qin Feiyang looked at the stone door and didn't knock for a long time.
Because he could imagine how sad Feng Ling Er would be when she learned of Feng Cheng's death.
"Knock, knock!"
In the end.
He let out a long breath and reached out to gently knock on the door.
But after waiting for a long time, Feng Ling Er didn't open the door.
"She's not here?"
Qin Feiyang frowned.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, the stone door slowly opened and a pale face entered Qin Feiyang's line of sight.
Qin Feiyang looked at Feng Ling Er. There were tear stains on her cheeks, and her eyes were red and swollen. She looked rather haggard. It was obvious that she had just cried.
A trace of doubt crept onto his face as he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"What's the matter?"
Feng Ling Er asked a question instead of answering. Her voice was a little hoarse.
"I …"
Qin Feiyang swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"If there's nothing else, then leave. I'm not in the mood to entertain you right now."
After Feng Ling Er finished speaking, she reached out and closed the stone door.
"What needs to be said must be said."
Qin Feiyang sighed inwardly. He reached out his hand and pressed on the stone door. He looked at Feng Ling Er and said, "Your grandfather …"
Immediately.
Feng Ling Er's body trembled.
"What is it?"
Qin Feiyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "You already know?"
"Yes."
"It was Elder Ji who told me personally."
Feng Ling Er nodded. Tears streamed down her face.
Qin Feiyang said in surprise, "How did she know? Could it be that the Palace Master has returned?"
"I don't know anything. I just want to be alone."
Feng Ling Er shook her head. With a bang, she slammed the door shut. The sound of sobbing could be heard vaguely.
Qin Feiyang stood in front of the door. He was at a loss.
"Haotian, in the entire Martial Imperial Palace, you have the best relationship with Ling 'er. You should comfort her."
Suddenly.
The voice of an old man echoed from behind.
Qin Feiyang was startled. He turned his head and saw Elder Wan standing behind him. His old face was full of worry.
Qin Feiyang said angrily, "Senior, can't you make some noise when you walk?"
Elder Wan smiled, but it was very stiff.
Qin Feiyang asked, "Is the Palace Master back?"
"He's on his way back."
"By the way, let me tell you a piece of bad news. Zuo An escaped."
Elder Wan said.
"This should be good news."
Qin Feiyang pursed his lips and sneered.
"Hmm?"
Elder Wan frowned and said unhappily, "What are you talking about?"
"The truth."
"With a villain like Ma Cheng, it's hard not to fail."
"By the way, did you tell Feng Ling Er the real cause of Feng Cheng's death?"
Qin Feiyang asked.
"No."
"She's very sad now, and she's still so young. We don't want her to bear too much."
"Don't tell her either."
"In addition, the Palace Master has reached an agreement with Ma Cheng. The Danwang Hall will no longer target you."
"But in advance, you can't spread what Ma Cheng did in the Black Bear Mountain."
"Especially that Fatso. Tell him to keep his mouth shut."
Feng Cheng said with a serious face.
"Since he dared to do it, why would he be afraid of others talking about it?"
Qin Feiyang said angrily.
"After all, he is the Palace Master of the Danwang Hall. His reputation is very important."
"Our Palace Master, King Yan, and Pavilion Master Jiang also have to think about the overall situation."
"In such a complicated environment, many things can't be done as you want."
Elder Feng Cheng's face was also full of helplessness.
Qin Feiyang said self-deprecatingly, "The death of Feng Cheng and the Black Bear King in exchange for our peace. This is really a good deal."
"Alas!"
Elder Wan sighed softly, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him. "The dead can't be brought back to life. Don't be too sad. Live well in the present."
After saying that.
Elder Wan turned and left.
He came here to comfort Feng Ling Er.
But now, it seemed that he didn't need to comfort her.
"Ma Cheng …"
Qin Feiyang clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes became aggressive.
Although he couldn't do anything to Ma Cheng now, he would slowly collect interest.
He turned to look at the cultivation room and was about to leave.
But at this moment.
Feng Ling Er opened the stone door and walked out of the cultivation room. She said indifferently, "Follow me."
Qin Feiyang followed silently.
Since he had promised Feng Cheng, he naturally had to do it.
It turned out that.
Feng Ling Er was going to drown her sorrows in alcohol.
Drinking until midnight, she was already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.
Qin Feiyang carried her back to the Jingxin Lake.
Fatso and the other two immediately went up to greet him.
Arriving at the second floor, Qin Feiyang walked into a room and placed Feng Ling Er on the bed.
Then.
He got up and looked at Lu Hong, smiling: "Go get a basin of water to wipe her, and then change her into a clean set of clothes. During this period of time, you don't have to do anything. You are responsible for accompanying her. Go out more often and talk."
"Okay."
Lu Hong nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Qin Feiyang smiled and said to Fatso, "Come down with me."
The two of them quickly went downstairs and sat beside the coffee table.
Qin Feiyang asked: "Where are the medicinal herbs?"
Fatso took out two Qiankun bag and said excitedly: "Do you know what Fat Lord found in the Black Bear King's treasure? Two Red Glass Trees, a total of six leaves, seven Fire Ginseng, two Blood Ginseng, one Nine Suns Flower, and one Snow Crystal. "
"What?"
Qin Feiyang was dumbfounded.
There were actually such precious medicinal herbs?
Fatso said: "Other than these, there are many other precious medicinal herbs. As for gold coins, there aren't many, only a million."
Qin Feiyang laughed: "With those medicinal herbs, would we still lack gold coins?"
He was very grateful to the Black Bear King.
But at the same time, he blamed himself even more.
If he hadn't informed King Yan and the others, how could the Black Bear King have died?
Fatso frowned and said angrily: "Boss, don't take all the responsibility on yourself. This is increasing the pressure on yourself. If you want to blame someone, blame that old bastard Ma Cheng!"
Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile: "I'm fine."
"Sigh!"
Fatso sighed and said with a smile: "Fat Lord has sorted it out. We have already gathered three sets of medicinal herbs for the Potential Elixir and six sets of medicinal herbs for the Red Glass Elixir. They are all in this Qiankun bag."
Fatso pointed to the Qiankun bag on the left.
"Three sets!"
Qin Feiyang was overjoyed. He turned to look at Fatso, his eyes flickering.
Fatso touched his nose and chuckled: "Why are you looking at Fat Lord like that? Are you also mesmerized by Fat Lord's handsomeness?"
At that moment.
Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I might as well give all the medicinal herbs and gold coins to you for safekeeping."
Fatso was slightly stunned and said with a sneaky smile: "Aren't you afraid that Fat Lord will fill his pockets?"
Qin Feiyang said lightly: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, when the time comes, I will ask you for the medicinal herbs."
"You want to be a hands-off shopkeeper!"
Fatty had a helpless expression on his face.
"To be honest, it is not safe to leave the medicinal herbs and gold coins with Fat Lord. What if Fat Lord is robbed?"
"So we have to separate them. The medicinal herbs will be with Fat Lord and the gold coins will be with Lu Hong."
"Boss, what do you think?"
Fatso asked.
Qin Feiyang laughed: "You have considered it quite thoroughly. You guys do as you see fit. I will go and refine the Potential Pill first. Give me the Qiankun bag after you have sorted it out. Remember to leave me some pocket money."
"In your dreams, Fat Lord won't leave you a single silver coin."
Fatso laughed sinisterly.
Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him, grabbed the Qiankun bag on the left, and prepared to enter the castle.
"Boss, wait, what should we do with this?"
Fatso hurriedly called out to him and took out a piece of paper.
Qin Feiyang took a look and his face immediately darkened.
This was an IOU!
It was written that Qin Feiyang owed Treasure Pavilion 30 million gold coins. If he did not pay it off within a month, he would receive a thousand gold coins interest every day.
"30 million, where are we going to find it?"
"Damn it, why doesn't that old bastard Manager Li rob us?"
Fatso's face was filled with anger and a headache.
Qin Feiyang asked: "How many gold coins do we have now?"
Fatso said: "More than 4 million."
"Only 4 million, it's really a drop in the bucket. When I refine the Scarlet Fire Colored Glass Pill, I will use it to pay off the debt."
Qin Feiyang threw the IOU to Fatso and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after.
Lu Hong went downstairs.
Fatso asked: "How is she?"
"Asleep."
Lu Hong smiled and asked: "What were you guys talking about downstairs just now?"
Fatso said: "Boss said that from now on, Fat Lord will be in charge of medicinal herbs and you will be in charge of gold coins. In other words, Fat Lord will be in charge of resources and you will be in charge of finances."
Lu Hong laughed: "This is a good thing, it means that he trusts us a lot."
"So, you have to do a good job and not let Boss down."
"How about we go on a date and have a candlelit dinner to celebrate?"
Fatso stared at her lecherously.
Lu Hong's face immediately turned cold. Fatso shrunk his neck and hurriedly ran away.
At the same time.
In a certain hall of the palace.
Lin Hao frowned: "Your Highness, the elimination round will begin tomorrow. Jiang Haotian still hasn't come to register. Do you think he will come to participate in the competition?"
The Eldest Prince said: "If I knew, would I still be here worrying?"
Lin Hao said: "Let's increase the reward."
The Eldest Prince's eyes lit up. This was a good idea.
"Alright."
"Tomorrow morning, you will announce it."
"The prize for first place is a Nine Suns Flower and a Snow Crystal."
"The prize for second place is three leaves of the Scarlet Fire Colored Glass Tree."
"The prize for third place is a Fire Ginseng."
"I don't believe that I can't lure him out!"
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