God-level master in the city

At this moment, Mr. Pan filled two more glasses of wine and raised his glass to Luo Fan: "Mr. Luo, drinking with you is a joy! When the old leader came, he took care of his body and always poured lightly and slowly. Don't drink it if it weighs less than half a catty...Come on, do it again!"

Luo Fan looked away from the purple sand pot, picked up the wine glass mechanically, and drank it in one gulp. He didn't even feel the taste of aged bamboo leaves in this sip.

When Mr. Pan was pouring wine into the wine glass again, Luo Fan began to carefully look at the purple clay pot again.

This purple sand teapot is dark chestnut in color, small at the top and large at the bottom, with a flat bottom and a square compass shape, about a palm high, with a diameter of less than six centimeters and a bottom diameter of about ten centimeters.

Given its size, it should be the limit to hold a catty and a half of wine, but the wine poured out of it is more than three catties!

But from the outside, there is no mystery, this purple sand pot definitely has a universe inside!

Originally, no matter how peculiar the purple clay pot is, it has nothing to do with Luo Fan, but Luo Fan has been focusing on the space ring recently, looking for the Shennong Xiaoding, and the strange capacity of the purple clay pot has a great attraction for him!

Luo Fan closed his eyes and concentrated his perception on the purple clay pot.In the next second, Luo Fan's body trembled, as if his whole body was swinging.

The inner space of the purple clay pot is not large, and even many places on the upper end are filled with sand pottery. The part where it can really hold wine is at the bottom. The box stacks almost flat.

The grooves are embedded in the purple sand pot, showing a kind of turquoise, which is completely different from the dark chestnut color of the purple sand, which is particularly conspicuous.

After waiting to see clearly the groove embedded in the purple clay pot, Luo Fan shouted in his heart: Shennong Xiaoding!Shennong Xiaoding!The groove embedded in the purple clay teapot turned out to be Shennong's small cauldron!

"Mr. Luo, come on, let's do it again!" Old Master Pan poured another glass of wine and greeted Luo Fan.

Luo Fan's thoughts at the moment were all on the small Shennong cauldron in the purple clay pot, and he didn't hear Mr. Pan's greeting at all.

Judging from the capacity of the purple clay pot, the small Shennong cauldron inside is absolutely authentic, but how could there be a small Shennong cauldron in Mr. Pan's purple clay pot?

...Wait, Pan?Pan Chong?Pan Xiaoting's family is actually Pan Chong's descendants!

Of the three small Shennong cauldrons, one was taken to Yunmeng Wonderland by Yunmen seniors, the other was taken away by Mahayana ascended Shennong, and the last remaining one appeared in Pan Chong's hands, but its whereabouts are unknown... No, the one in Pan Chong's hand is at Pan Jianye's house!

No wonder the people from the Gopher Gate didn't find the Shennong Xiaoding in Pan Chong's tomb. It turns out that Pan Chong didn't bring the Shennong Xiaoding into the tomb at all, but passed it down from generation to generation!

Originally, Luo Fan had given up hope of finding the Shennong Xiaoding, but he never thought that when he came to Guangdong Province to have a drink with Pan Xiaoting's grandfather, he would find the Shennong Xiaoding!

Deliberately planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade... Who said this sentence, it is simply tailor-made for brother, right?

"Mr. Luo... What's wrong with you, Mr. Luo?" Old Master Pan couldn't help being surprised when he saw Luo Fan's eyes were closed, his face was flushed, and his whole body was shaking.

Mr. Luo is drunk?However, he was still very sober just now, and he was not drunk at all, so he passed out immediately?Besides, with Mr. Luo's cultivation base, even if he really drank a little too much, the alcohol wouldn't develop so quickly, right?

"Mr. Luo..."

Old Master Pan yelled again, and seeing Luo Fan opened his eyes, there was only ecstasy and excitement in his eyes, not the slightest hint of drunkenness, so he couldn't help being startled.

Seeing Mr. Pan raised his wine glass towards him, Luo Fan suppressed his excitement, picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing that Luo Fan was not drunk, Mr. Pan felt relieved. He raised his head and immediately bottomed out the wine glass. He was about to pour more wine into the glass, but Luo Fan stopped him: "Old man, stop drinking for now. I have something to do." I want to ask for advice."

After drinking more than a catty, Mr. Pan was actually a little dizzy, but Luo Fan didn't tell him to stop. As the master, he naturally had no reason not to take the initiative to drink. Hearing that Luo Fan had something to say, he immediately put down the purple sand pot .

"Old man, is there a word "Chong" in the name taboo of our ancestors?" Although he believed that the one in the purple sand pot was Shennong Xiaoding, Luo Fan still wanted to confirm it.

"Mr. Luo...you...how do you know?" Mr. Pan showed surprise on his face.

After getting an affirmative answer from Pan Jianye, Luo Fan felt at ease, smiled slightly, did not answer Mr. Pan's question, and looked at the purple sand pot: "Mr. It looks like wine, but the wine we drank is more than three catties, right?"

Grandpa Pan's face suddenly filled with complacency, and he forgot how Luo Fan knew that Pan Chong was the problem of his ancestors, and replied: "This purple sand pot is a treasure handed down from the ancestors. Don't look at it from the outside. It can hold things in it, and if it contains wine, it will not be a problem to hold five catties!"

"Grandpa, do you know why? The volume of five catties of wine is much larger than your purple sand pot!" Luo Fan wanted to find out whether old man Pan knew there was a small Shennong cauldron in the purple sand pot.

Mr. Pan shook his head: "It stands to reason that this is unscientific, but when my father handed the teapot to me, the teapot had a volume that did not match its volume. I can't figure it out."

When Luo Fan heard that Pan Jianye didn't know that there was a small Shennong cauldron in the purple clay pot, and only regarded it as an ordinary ancestral antique, he suddenly changed his mind. The old man didn't know the value of this purple clay pot, so if he didn't tell him There is a small tripod of Shennong in the purple clay pot. With the old man's respect for me, is it easy to ask for his purple clay pot?

But Luo Fan quickly dismissed this idea.

The blood jade obtained in Tengchong was obtained from the waste rock that Zhou Yuxin unraveled. If it weren't for his magical perception, that priceless waste rock might have been buried forever. Therefore, Luo Anyone who didn't tell Zhou Yuxin about the blood jade in the waste rock didn't have any psychological burden.

But this purple clay teapot is a family heirloom of Pan Jianye's family. If Luo Fan asked him to give him the purple clay teapot as an ordinary antique, it would be too deceitful.

It's not that Luo Fan has never done deception, but whoever scored the points, Takahashi Neiku Hashimoto Yutaka who helped the funeral, Cameron from M country, my brother cheated them, not only did he not feel guilty, but he also cheated So proud!But if the old man of the Pan family sincerely invited brother to drink and respected him so much, if he still cheated on him, it would be too unreasonable.

Well, in fact, I’m sure about Mr. Pan. As long as I clarify the significance of the Shennong small tripod to my brother and the significance of my brother to the special operations team, Mr. Pan will definitely not hesitate to take the purple sand pot, um, the Shennong small tripod. Give it to brother!

"Grandpa, you don't know why this purple clay pot can hold it so well, I know." Luo Fan looked at Pan Jianye, but the corner of his eye was always on the purple clay pot.

"Mr. Luo, do you know?" Old Master Pan became curious and forgot to drink with Luo Fan again.

Luo Fan's face straightened, and he said seriously: "The reason why this purple clay pot can hold so well is not because of the purple clay pot, but because of the small Shennong cauldron inside the purple clay pot."

"Shen Nong Xiao Ding? What is it?" Pan Jianye was stunned. Obviously, he had never heard of the word Shen Nong Xiao Ding.

"The small Shennong cauldron was cast by the old man of Shennong. It is a kind of medicine cauldron used to hold elixirs..." Luo Fan told old master Pan what he had heard about the Shennong small cauldron from Liang Xin.

Old Master Pan listened very carefully, and asked after Luo Fan finished speaking, "But how did the medicine cauldron made by Shennong come into my hands?"

Pan Jianye seemed to be listening to a story, and he was fascinated by it. He couldn't figure it out that the things of the ancient saints would appear in Xiji's hands.

"Pan Chong, the grandfather of the old man, was the grand master when King Cheng of Chu was. You know that, old man?" Luo Fan asked with a smile.

"Mr. Luo, you also know this?" Mr. Pan's expression was in disbelief.

To be honest, Pan Chong is not well-known in history. Although the Pan family has always been proud of having such an ancestor who was a grand teacher, except for Pan Chong's descendants and some scholars who specialize in ancient history, everyone knows that Pan Chong There are not many people, and even fewer people know that Pan Chong was a grand teacher.

And Luo Fan actually knew about the Pan family's ancestors, Pan Jianye was surprised, and a sense of pride welled up spontaneously.

"I also know that Pan Chong once assisted King Chu Mu to succeed to the throne." Luo Fan looked knowledgeable, and continued, "The Shennong Xiaoding was awarded to him by King Chu Mu."

Mr. Pan was stunned for a while, and suddenly looked at the purple clay pot, with doubts in his eyes: "Mr. Luo, the appearance of this purple clay pot is no different from that of ordinary purple clay pots. How do you know that there is a small Shennong cauldron in it?" of?"

"Old man, the wine poured out of your wine jug is larger than this purple clay pot. Do you think I can't notice it? As far as I know, the only container that can hold several times its own volume is Shennong. Xiao Ding, so I dare to assert that there must be Shennong Xiao Ding in the purple clay pot."

Although he decided to tell Pan Jianye the secret in the purple clay pot, Luo Fan did not want him to know the secret that he could "see through".

Pan Jianye didn't doubt Luo Fan's explanation, but he soon became puzzled again: "Mr. Luo, how do you know Shennong Xiaoding so clearly? Also, King Mengmu awarded Shennong Xiaoding to the Pan family ancestors." Even I don't know about it, where did you hear about it?"

"Grandpa, to be honest, I have been looking for the whereabouts of the Shennong Xiaoding recently. Although I have not been able to find the Shennong Xiaoding, but regarding the origin of the Shennong Xiaoding, where did the Shennong Xiaoding appear? Inquire clearly." Luo Fan said solemnly.

"Oh, so that's the case." Pan Jianye nodded, with a dazed expression, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked at Luo Fan, "Mr. Luo, you just said that you are looking for Shennong Xiaoding recently?"