After passing through several passages, they entered a garden, and the mansion that the manager mentioned was right there. He greeted them with a smile, and everyone had no choice but to follow him in.
As soon as they entered the door, they found that the mansion was not luxurious, but it was extremely elegant and full of an ancient feeling. The manager invited everyone to sit down.
Feng Qingyang seemed relaxed, looking around from time to time, while Feng, Lei, Yu and Dian were like sitting on pins and needles, looking around vigilantly.
At this time, a delicate cry was heard outside the mansion, the sound was as crisp as a bell, and a fragrant breeze blew in, and suddenly a pretty girl about sixteen years old was standing in the hall of the mansion.
Feng Qingyang was drinking tea when he saw someone in front of him. He rubbed his nose and almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
"Are you the one who cut out the 'Ice Grass'?" She raised her thin lips and looked at Feng Qingyang curiously.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang put down the teacup in his hand, looked at her and said, "Yes, it's me!"
"You..." The girl was about to continue speaking, but the manager who came over raised his hand to stop her.
At the same time, he said: "It may be a bit abrupt for me to invite you to my mansion just now. I hope you guys don't mind it." With his cultivation at the peak of the foundation building stage, he spoke to Feng Qingyang and others in this way, which was considered to be putting aside his face and being polite.
The wind, thunder, rain and lightning were of course aware of the situation and returned the greetings one after another. Seeing him being so humble, they secretly let down their guard.
The manager looked at the young girl beside him lovingly and continued, "This is my little daughter..."
"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Zhu Youqian, the boss of this gambling house. We are all cultivators, so you can just call me Zhu Daoyou."
"Puff! Zhu Youqian!" Feng Qingyang almost swallowed a mouthful of tea, and hurriedly calmed himself down and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, you are too polite. We are all juniors, and it would be inappropriate to call you fellow Daoist. In my opinion, it is better to call you Senior Zhu!"
“Hahaha…” Zhu Youqian laughed heartily, looking at the woman beside him with a doting face. At this moment, he didn’t look like some powerful person at the peak of foundation building, but just like a loving father.
Feng Qingyang also laughed softly, but then returned to the main topic. After all, he still hadn't figured out why he had called him here, so he asked, "What does Senior Zhu want us to do here?"
Hearing this, Feng Lei Yu Dian also pricked up their ears.
Zhu Youqian's face straightened, and he looked at Feng Qingyang and said, "Do you know what the 'Ice Ling Grass' does?"
Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Lei Yu Dian, only to see that the four of them were staring at each other. If it was about fighting, they might be willing to do so, but if it came to medicinal herbs or something like that, they really wouldn't know, after all, they were not from the Medicine Valley.
"Could it be that he needs this Ice Grass?" Feng Qingyang's mind raced. Although he didn't know what the function of this 'Ice Grass' was, but since it could be cut out from a ten-thousand-year-old ghost stone, it must be an extraordinary treasure.
"Please give me some advice, Senior Zhu..." Feng Qingyang said humbly. As the saying goes, a wise man is a good teacher. No matter what his purpose is, since he really wants to teach him knowledge, he might as well listen carefully.
Zhu Youqian took a sip from his teacup and said, "Ice Grass is only found on the snowy mountains in the Western Regions. The snowy mountains are thousands of feet high and are covered with ice and snow all year round, and that's where the Ice Grass grows."
He paused and continued, "Ice Grass grows on the ice thousands of feet high. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. It has the effect of suppressing inner demons, cleansing the marrow and removing all poisons."
Feng Qingyang was puzzled. If it was just these words, what did it have to do with him? Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhu Youqian waving his hand at him. His originally relaxed expression instantly turned into pain.
"My little girl has a miserable fate. When she was born, she was attacked by my former enemy and her body was poisoned. Don't think she is alive and kicking now. That's just because I suppressed her with my skills and a piece of cold jade. If I can't cure her poison, I'm afraid she won't survive this year..."
As he said this, tears welled up in his eyes and his voice was sobbing and extremely desolate.
Gui Yu, who was standing by, had already been moved by the atmosphere and was crying.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang tilted his head and took a closer look at the little girl. Her face was flushed, but there was a suppressed aura of death in her body. Zombies are naturally sensitive to death and all kinds of evil auras, so Feng Qingyang believed that Zhu Youqian did not lie to him.
So he asked, "Then how do you know that I am the 'Ice Ling Grass' from the snowy mountains of the Western Regions?"
Zhu Youqian wiped his face and said with all his might, "Under the snow-capped mountains of the Western Regions is the Endless Sea. If I'm right, this ghost stone fell from the top of the snow-capped mountains."
Feng Qingyang nodded secretly and pondered. No wonder he always felt a chill when cutting stone. This chill was different from ordinary cold air. It was a bone-chilling cold air that could not be felt unless he held the knife himself.
If so, this ghost stone must have fallen from the snowy mountains in the Western Regions. Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang felt compassion. He stood up and walked to the little girl. He took out the jade box containing the Ice Grass and said, "If so, I shouldn't occupy this Ice Grass. Take it, little girl."
Having said that, he stuffed the box in his hand into the little girl's hand without caring about anything, then walked back to his seat as if nothing had happened, sat down and continued to drink tea.
quiet!
Very quiet!
At this time, the only sound in the hall was the rapid breathing of everyone. Guifeng even opened his mouth wide, and his originally calm temperament had long disappeared.
That... that was a priceless and top-grade spiritual herb! He actually gave it to a stranger for nothing, and they had only known each other for a few hours, and he hadn't even warmed up the Ice Grass himself...
“More little brothers… More little brothers…” Zhu Youqian was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He burst into tears and was about to kneel in front of Feng Qingyang.
"Senior, please don't do that. Please stand up quickly..." Seeing that he was about to kneel down, Feng Qingyang was shocked. He could not accept such a great gift, so he hurriedly stood up and supported him.
"Senior... that 'Ice Grass' is not for you, but for your daughter..." As he said this, he looked at the little girl who had been stunned for a long time and blinked at her. He looked like a big boy next door.
The little girl walked over blankly and held Zhu Youqian in Feng Qingyang's hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
Who would have thought that Feng Qingyang would actually give away the treasure in his hand like this.
It took them a while to come back to their senses and they all sat back in their original seats. Zhu Youqian was still filled with endless gratitude, but he was a powerful man at the peak of the foundation building stage after all, and he had already lost his composure once.
"I can't take the treasure in your hand for nothing. After all, you cut it out yourself. According to the rules of our gambling house, it should belong to you."
He frowned and hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth and took out a black box from his storage ring. He threw it with his hand, and the black box landed steadily next to Feng Qingyang.
"This is a treasure I found by chance when I was out there... I'm giving it to you, little brother, as a token of your gratitude..."