God-level master in the city

"Yes, old man, I'm not afraid to tell you that in order to find Shennong Xiaoding, I have been to Hong Kong and Hong Kong, I have been to Yanjing to ask someone in the cultural relics bureau, and I have even entered ancient tombs twice with tomb robbers, but ..." Luo Fan shook his head, looking for the result of Shennong Xiaoding, he could guess without mentioning Pan Jianye.

Luo Fan's eyes turned to the purple clay pot again, "I searched all the places where I might find the Shennong small cauldron, but I couldn't find the Shennong small cauldron. See you here!"

"Mr. Luo, this has been passed down from generation to generation..." Of course Pan Jianye understood what Luo Fan meant, with a look of perplexity on his face, but he immediately asked, "Mr. Luo, why are you looking for this small Shennong cauldron?"

Even if Pan Jianye didn't ask, Luo Fan would tell him: "Old man, have you heard of Fusangshen Society?"

Pan Jianye nodded: "I heard that it is a special agent organization for funeral support, but I don't know the specifics."

Next, Luo Fan talked about Yishan Jingzi's threat to the Huaxia Special Operations Team, and said that he wanted to kill Yishan Jingzi and needed to collect some materials, including Shennong Xiaoding.

When Pan Jianye heard that even the chief instructor of the special operations team was not an opponent of Yisugi Shizuko, he couldn't help but feel shocked. Hearing that Luo Fan could restrain Yisugi Shizuko, he felt relieved, his eyes showed joy, and he was even more grateful to Luo Fan. Respect.

"Mr. Luo, are you saying that with Shennong Xiaoding, you can kill that Yishan Jingzi?" Pan Jianye's expression was extremely serious, his body stood up straight like a javelin, and he exuded the iron and blood temperament of a soldier.

Luo Fan nodded solemnly: "I have already collected the rest of the materials, only the Shennong Xiaoding. As long as I have the Shennong Xiaoding, I am absolutely sure that Yishan Jingzi will disappear forever and the society of the gods will be disintegrated! So Father, I don't know..."

Without waiting for Luo Fan to ask, Pan Jianye said generously: "Mr. Luo, there is nothing to say. I, Pan Jianye, am a soldier. I am a soldier who hates mourning dogs. As long as we can kill those mourning dogs, let alone a purple sand pot My old man put this human head on his neck, and my old man gave it without frowning!"

There was relief and respect in Luo Fan's eyes, and he was about to say thank you, but Mr. Pan said with a smile: "It's just that the wine in the jug must be kept for me."

Luo Fan bowed deeply to Pan Jianye. Although getting the Shennong small cauldron can remove a serious problem for the Huaxia Special Warfare Team, Yu Luofan's personal significance is also very important. Whether it is public or private, Luo Fan has to pay his respects. Pan Jianye expressed his gratitude and respect for his generosity.

"Mr. Luo, what are you doing?" Old Master Pan grabbed Luo Fan, "Come on, let's continue drinking. When you finish drinking the Zhuyeqing in the pot, the purple sand pot will be yours!"

"Grandpa, with my cultivation base, I won't get drunk even if I drink ten times and a hundred times more. Besides, I really don't have any preference for wine. If I continue to drink, it's just a waste of the old man's collection!" Luo Fan smiled. Shake your head.

Pan Jianye no longer forced himself, squatted down, took out two bottles of xo from under the table, opened the bottle caps, poured the wine under his feet without hesitation, and made an empty bottle to hold the rest of the purple sand pot. Aged Bamboo Leaf Green.

"Old man, are you interested in watching me do magic tricks?" Just as Pan Jianye reached out to the purple clay pot, Luo Fan suddenly asked.

Pan Jianye withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo's magic must be very exciting. I am honored to be the only audience, old man!"

Luo Fan smiled slightly, and pressed the index finger of his right hand on the table. A wine arrow suddenly shot out from the mouth of the purple sand pot. Half a foot away from the spout, it split into two strands, one on the left and the other on the right, and shot into the two wine bottles. .

The old green bamboo leaves in the purple sand pot suddenly turned into a fountain, and just shot right into the mouth of the bottle, not even a drop leaked out, Mr. Pan couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

It wasn't until the wine arrow disappeared that Pan Jianye came back to his senses, looked into the xo bottle, and saw that both bottles were filled with a golden-yellow liquid, and he clapped his hands and sighed: "Mr. Divine skills, this life is not in vain!"

"It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning." Luo Fan chuckled and looked at the purple clay pot.

Mr. Pan could not fail to understand what Luo Fan meant, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo, the bamboo leaf green in the pot has been vacated, and now the purple clay pot belongs to you."

Luo Fan was also polite, and took the purple clay pot over, fearing that this peerless treasure would be damaged, he wrapped it with a thick layer of energy.

Now that Shennong Xiaoding has obtained it, he took the big white diamond and blood emerald star stone to Yunmeng Fairyland. The space ring was made and implanted into his meridians, so that he could store endless energy, destroy the Nightmare Gate, and rescue Disciples of Cloud Gate, after returning to Earth, the first thing to do is to go to the funeral and kill Shizuko Isugi, kill the shrine society, and then bring your girlfriends to the Immortal Dust Continent to meet your genius father... …

Originally, it would take several months to break through to the ninth level of the Immortal Dust Art, even in a place like Shennong's tomb where the aura of heaven and earth is unbelievably strong, but he never thought that Shennong's small cauldron would be obtained without warning!

This not only advances the time for his breakthrough by at least three months, but also prevents him from practicing hard in that dark place. What makes Luo Fan even more excited is that after the release of the space ring, his strength will become infinitely stronger !

And all of this is of course thanks to Yunxi Yunbi, but what Luo Fan is most grateful for now is undoubtedly Pan Jianye...and his ancestor Pan Chong!

"Old man, although you are generous, I can't take this purple clay pot from you for nothing." Luo Fan decided to give the Pan family some benefits.

"Mr. Luo, I gave you the purple sand pot for the special operations team and China. Besides, the Pan family is not short of money. There is too much money, so it is useless." Pan Jianye thought that Luo Fan wanted to give him money, so he refused .

Luo Fan shook his head and smiled, "Old man, you misunderstood. Shennong Xiaoding is a priceless treasure. How could I give you money?"

Pan Jianye was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said expectantly: "Mr. Luo, my precious granddaughter has been fascinated by martial arts since she came back from special training in Yanjing three years ago. I pestered Zhan Yi to teach her, but it seemed that she was very dissatisfied with her progress, and Zhan Yi was helpless...Mr. Luo is a peerless master, I wonder if I can give her some advice?"

"This is not a problem. I can make Pan Xiaoting stronger than Zhan Yi." For Luo Fan, it is too easy to improve one's strength. Even if you don't want to waste time, throwing down a few upgrade pills can solve the problem question.

Of course, the reason why Luo Fan agreed to Mr. Pan's request without hesitation was because he knew that Pan Xiaoting was a passionate and upright policeman. The higher the strength of such a person, the better for maintaining social justice.

"Mr. Luo, then I'll thank you for that girl. I'll tell that girl now. If she knows that an expert like Mr. Luo is willing to give her advice, I don't know how happy she will be!" Mr. Pan poured two bottles of bamboo leaf green The table is stuffed, and I want to go down.

However, Luo Fan stopped him: "Old man, Pan Xiaoting's martial arts is on me. Old man, your spirit is very good, and your body has no major problems. However, you are always getting older, and all aspects of your body's functions are declining. If you don’t mind, I’m willing to wash your marrow, although it’s not enough to repay Shennong Xiaoding’s kindness, but it’s also a little bit of my heart.”

"Wash the marrow?" Old Master Pan stopped, with a puzzled look on his face.

"To put it simply, it is to force the toxins and impurities in the body out of the body with internal force, so as to achieve the goal of preventing all diseases and prolonging life."

"Mr. Luo, is there really a way to prolong life in this world?" Pan Jianye's eyes showed joy.

Since ancient times, immortality has been a beautiful dream of human beings. The so-called seeing through life and death is just a helpless self-consolation for the fact that life will eventually pass away. Pan Jianye has a wealthy family and a high status.

Luo Fan smiled slightly, held Pan Jianye's wrist, and the energy entered to remove impurities from his body.

After a while, beads of sweat began to ooze from Pan Jianye's forehead, and soon the sweat became black and fishy, ​​with a smell of alcohol... The old bamboo leaf green that the old man drank was washed by Luo Fan, and he really felt it. I drank it for nothing.

Afterwards, Pan Jianye began to sweat too. The dark pants were not conspicuous, but his white shirt soon turned dark black.

After Luo Fan let go of his hand, old man Pan's body was soaked in sweat. Although he was drenched all over, he felt comfortable all over his body. Every pore seemed to be relaxed, as if he was breathing fresh air.

"Mr. Luo, you are amazing at washing the marrow with your hands, old man... No, now I have become a young man!" Pan Jianye's face was covered with black mud, but his eyes were shiny, full of gratitude.

After taking a shower, washing off the dirt on his body, and changing into clean clothes, Pan Jianye was refreshed, relaxed and accompanied Luo Fan downstairs to the courtyard.

On the bench under the big locust tree, Pan's father and daughter and Zhan Yi were waiting there. When they saw Luo Fan and Pan Jianye coming down, they all stood up.

"Mr. Luo, Dad." Pan Xuewen said hello to Luo Fan and Mr. Pan, then suddenly looked up and down Pan Jianye, and said in surprise: "Dad, why do you look younger than me after having a drink with Mr. Luo? Your old bamboo leaf green, is it really so magical?"

Pan Jianye's face was full of red, he was full of energy, and he looked really younger. Both Zhan Yi and Pan Xiaoting also noticed the change in him.

"Are you out of your mind or something?" Pan Jianye didn't give Pan Xuewen any good looks, "Is there any wine that can make people look younger?"

"Grandpa, you really look at least 20 years younger! What's going on?" Pan Xiaoting was also surprised.

Facing his precious granddaughter, Old Master Pan's expression became much more gentle, and he said kindly, "This is Mr. Luo washing the marrow for Grandpa."