"Hurry, go and get my Hetian jade bowl."

Upon hearing this, the maid lowered her head and responded, and moved her lotus steps quickly. After a moment, the little girl gasped and walked to Mo Feng and said, "Young Master, give it to me."

When he glanced at the jade bowl held by the maid, Mo Feng's eyes were stunned, and the muscles on the corners of his mouth were twitching hard. The jade bowl was full of jade and had a gentle color. It was larger than the bowls for dinner at ordinary homes. It was not very deep, about three fingers deep, but the bottom was very thick. The jade bowl was also carved with patterns, like a very beautiful bird and beast.

"Damn, this is the life of a rich man?" Mo Feng was stunned. How much does such a large piece of Hetian jade cost in the future? It is no less than one million, right? And the color should be the best Hetian jade. You should know that the price of Hetian jade is not lower than that of the top-quality mutton fat jade, and the price of high-quality mutton fat jade per gram is 10,000 yuan. If such a large piece of Hetian jade is taken back to the future, even if it is not considered the antique price, it is worth several million, right?

"Cough cough," at this time, Mo Feng pretended to frown, and then coughed lightly, "Why is it Jade Yu? Is there no immortal pot to Hu?"

"Immortal, fairy pot?" The county magistrate was stunned. He didn't really have this special meow, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and said embarrassedly: "Back, come back to the immortals, how can we ordinary people have immortality? I wonder what to do?"

Just like, the county magistrate was fooled by Mo Feng, and his titles were changed unknowingly. After all, believing in gods in ancient times was crazy than now, and they worshiped gods for any strange diseases that could not be explained. There are also these factors in offering sacrifices.

"Well, the immortal pots and other things are not something ordinary people like you have." Mo Feng stroked his stubble, then handed the white skin pot in his hand with one hand, and then pretended to be profound: "Since there is no immortal pot in your house, I will bear the pain and give you magic weapon."

After saying that, he put the white leather pot of ordinary pharmacies in the palm of his hand and said broadly: "Wait and look, this pot is as warm as white jade, and there is a misty air in the pot. If you pinch it lightly, it can be slightly sunken and loosened before it can be restored. The cap of this bottle cannot be pulled out, and it can be opened when it goes against the trend. It can be confined and blocked all evil spirits and poisonous miasma into it."

As he said that, Mo Feng also twisted the bottle cap lightly. When he took it off, everyone was also breathing a cold breath. There was a tremor in his eyes. From ancient times to the present, they have never heard of a pot that can be pinched and then restored, and the shape they eat has never been seen in ancient times.

"Immortal, fairy pot, this must be an immortal pot." The county magistrate shouted in panic and immediately knelt down and prayed for blessings. It turned out that he just called Mo Feng the best immortal, but this immortal pot really opened his eyes.

"The county master does not need to be like this. My deity's practice is still short, but I have only been practicing Taoism for thousands of years and have not yet achieved enlightenment and become an immortal." Mo Feng quickly helped it up, and at the same time waved his hand and said humbly, and then he said as if it was difficult to speak: "I will not hide it from you in County Master. This pot is called the White Jade Jingtian Pot. It takes 9981 days to be refined before it can be formed. It cannot be given to others easily!"

When the county magistrate heard this, he immediately replied: "I know the difficulties of the superior immortals. In this way, if you give them a hundred golds as a small gift, you will give them to the superior immortals for their use in the mortal world. You should also use only mortal objects to ask the superior immortals to give them to the immortal pot to save the humble ones."

Hearing this, Mo Feng was still a little embarrassed and pretended to be very similar. However, after the county magistrate repeatedly prayed, Mo Feng sighed fiercely and said, "Well, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I will do it. However, if my immortal pot is given to others, it will need other bowls instead."

When the county magistrate heard Mo Feng respond, he immediately showed joy on his face, and then pursed his lips and said, "I don't know what kind of bowl I need to replace it? I'm looking for it in the substitute for the supreme immortal?"

Mo Feng glanced at the jade bowl made of Hotan jade, and then pretended to be gentle. "Let's do you want to use this mortal artifact for a while. What's the point of the county magistrate?"

When the county magistrate heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "You are kind to the immortal, just take it away. If it is not enough, there are still some in my house, so it is okay to give it to the immortal."

Mo Feng was moved intentionally, but he was not good at speaking at this time, so he pretended to be silent and said, "I am just a mortal weapon, so I thanked the county master for his kindness first."

The county magistrate did not say much, but said to the housekeeper in a deep voice: "Go and get five hundred gold from the warehouse immediately."

The butler immediately responded, and not long after, a row of servants came outside the door, and each of them placed forty pieces of horse hoof gold on the wooden plate. Mo Feng glanced at him and couldn't help but pursed his lips, but he couldn't lose his composure.

He coughed lightly, and under the hot gaze of the county magistrate, Mo Feng slowly put the medicine pot into his hand.

After taking it, the county magistrate was overjoyed and rubbed his fingers up and down. He felt that the place where he started was warm and slippery, and he could still pinch it down. The lid of the pot was even more open against the trend, which was really magically tight.

"Okay, the fairy pot opened against the trend, with 37 immortal pills inside, including one of them. Take it first, and then you can take one pill every time, four times a day. The disease will be cured soon." Mo Fengyan said with confidence.

After saying that, the county magistrate nodded and then turned his eyes slightly, saying, "Daxian, you are tired after a day of running around. Here I will arrange someone to take you down and rest. When the condition of the naughty is improved, the consultation fee will be sent to you immediately."

Hearing this, Mo Feng frowned slightly. How could he not know the intention of the county magistrate, but he did not refuse. He left under the guidance of his servants, and the servant behind him was holding gold and followed closely behind.

Wang Qian was also stunned and murmured: This is a great immortal? There is also a fairy? He left the mansion in a daze, thinking that he could only wait until the county magistrate’s wife recovered before coming.

As Mo Feng left, the county magistrate pondered for a moment and then said, "Go, send someone to stare at this person's movements, and ask me where this person came from."

"Yes, lord." The old butler nodded and responded.

If Mo Feng can really cure the plague, then rewards for a thousand yuan are nothing. But if this person is a wise man, then he doesn't mind depriving this person.

......

After a while, in a room.

Mo Feng pretended to be calm and waved his hand to repel the servant. Then he took out the bowl made of Hotan jade.

Immediately, he had a smile on his face and weighed it hard, and couldn't help but say, "This is at least a pound, right? Tsk tsk, the real chicken is rich, and Hetian jade is dependent on the pound."

After saying that, he touched another horseshoe gold and rubbed it. He still heard about this thing. When the antique was auctioned for five million a few years ago, it was not as valuable as jade.

Thinking of this, he pinched his chin with his fingers and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's good to be a charlatan, no, I am a top immortal, how can I compare to a charlatan?"

......

In a blink of an eye, the next day and night.

"Second Madam, it's not good. The eldest Madam's condition has improved. She has begun to fade and can eat. Maybe it may be the cause of the magic doctor's elixir yesterday." A maid came hurriedly and said in panic.

In front of the maid was a woman. The woman had three thousand black hair plates and top of her head, and her forehead bun was slanted to both sides, naturally hanging down, covering her beautiful pretty face, making her look more charming. The woman was wearing a dark purple dress, and the skirt strap outlined her slender waist. At this time, she twisted and stood up to look more attractive.

"Is there any improvement?" The woman frowned at this time, and her deep beautiful eyes were cold, and then she said coldly: "Can the epidemic improve? It seems that the young man is not simple. Could he be a master of enlightenment?"

Thinking of this, her eyes flashed. No matter what, the woman must die, otherwise she would have no chance to make a comeback. Immediately, she lowered her body and rummaged on the dressing table, but in a moment, a small wooden box was taken out.

When you open the wooden box, it is full of gold and silver jewelry, which is extremely luxurious and valuable.

Bang, he closed again, and he said with his cold eyes: "I want to meet this person."

As he said that, he twisted his slender waist, and the gracefulness of his dress was outlined a little, which looked distracting.

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