National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

Mr. Peng nodded, "That's right, if someone has the ability, of course he should be proud, young man...wasn't it the same when you were young?"

"Why?" Old Wu was unhappy, "I've worked hard all my life, how old is he? What level is he? I'm proud of me... Does he have the qualifications and capital?"

"Why don't they have it?" Mr. Peng sneered, "Now it's you who want to rob him, not he who wants to rob you! If he doesn't have the ability, why are you robbing his place?"

Old Wu was annoyed, he valued seniority the most, "It sounds like he's really capable... If he's really that amazing, kill me now, let's see if he can do it?"

As soon as the words fell, his body trembled suddenly, and he fell limply on the sofa.

Seeing this, Mr. Peng and Mr. Yuan were horrified, and they stood up in fright. Because they were standing so fast, Mr. Peng couldn't help shaking their bodies, and then coughed violently.

The third elder was surrounded by people who were following him, and he was stunned when he saw this, but the person who followed Mr. Wu reacted the fastest, leaping up and reaching out to feel his breathing and pulse.

The next moment, the person let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I just passed out, call an ambulance quickly...!"

The person next to Mr. Peng turned around and ran out the door, "I'll ask if there are any first aid facilities here."

After a while of flying around, Mr. Wu was carried out of the room, and everyone had to carry it to the car because Li Shishi said that the manor did not allow ambulances to come in.

At this moment, Li Ting noticed that the people in the manor were watching with their sleeves folded, and a guess suddenly came to her mind, "Xiao Li, can I ask Master Feng to come over and take a look?"

Li Shishi smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, I can't die, if he dies in the manor, it will be our responsibility, and you can punish him whatever you want... You should send him to the hospital as soon as possible."

She is not qualified to say this. In fact, as soon as the abnormality happened just now, she called Chen Yang, but Master Feng said indifferently: Don't bother with them, let them send him to the hospital.

In fact, she guessed it all, and it is most likely that the master figured it out.

When Li Ting heard this, she also guessed the key point, so she couldn't help but glance at Yuan Zihao, "Dad, what did you do just now?"

Elder Yuan and Elder Peng looked at each other and guessed what was going on in their hearts, but it was precisely because of their guess that they were even more shocked.

"Master!" Yuan Lao cupped his hands emptyly towards the backyard, and spoke into the air, "Old Wu has a bad mouth, but his heart is not bad. If there is anything wrong with him, I will accompany you on his behalf. Is it done?"

After about half a minute, Li Shishi's mobile phone rang with a "ding bell", and she received a message; looking at the mobile phone, she raised her head and spoke, "The master said, don't worry about this person, it will be fine in a while, But you must leave the manor before eight o'clock tomorrow, or you will bear the consequences."

A group of people were silent for a long time, Mr. Peng nodded, and then sighed, "Okay, it really comes from the mouth."

Sure enough, ten minutes later, Mr. Wu woke up leisurely. Apart from a slight headache, there was no major problem with his body.

When he figured out what happened to him, he was really ashamed and angry, "Don't wait for tomorrow, I'll leave now, I've never been so angry in my life."

Mr. Peng couldn't help it anymore, "You brought your anger on yourself. You insisted on provoking others. Why are Lao Yuan and I fine? I advise you to take good care of yourself here and leave early tomorrow morning. It's the best deal." .”

Old Wu didn't dare to say anything more. The weirdness just now really frightened him too. He only felt a shock in his head and passed out. He didn't know what method the other party used.

Early the next morning, after six o'clock, just after dawn, he asked the bus to take him out, and he didn't want to stay here any longer to embarrass himself. Although Luohua Manor is good, he also has face.

At noon on this day, the sky was as dark as ink, followed by lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down, as if the world was ending, and it seemed that someone was going through a catastrophe.

This kind of weather is a bit similar to the weather when Chen Yang had an adventure and inspired Shihuan. In recent years, in Zheng Yang, every summer, there will be several similar rains.

Chen Yang didn't nest in the backyard anymore, but came to the Lingzhi formation. He was a little worried whether the heavy rain would cause a landslide and damage the Lingzhi.

Facts have proved that he was a little overwhelmed. The spirit planting array was not affected much, but Huahua was more afraid of thunder and lightning. She hid under a rock and refused to come out. It made a lightning rod next to it.

Anyway, today's situation made Chen Yang a little emotional. Two years ago, if there hadn't been such a thunderstorm, maybe he would still be a fishing line, indulging in self-pity and self-pity.

The rain was a bit heavy, and he didn't want to let the air out all the time, so he pulled out a huge parasol, the kind with a diameter of [-] meters, and poked it on the ground, took out the tables and chairs, lit a cigarette, and took out two cans of beer , I let go of my mind and listened quietly to the sound of the rain.

After an unknown amount of time, someone said, "How did you do it yesterday?"

Chen Yang looked back, but Mr. Peng was standing behind him holding an umbrella.

It was raining heavily, and he only wore beach shorts and a pair of sandals on his feet, like an old farmer. Occasionally, muddy water splashed on his feet and was quickly washed away.

Chen Yang turned his head back and continued to look at the Lingzhi Formation, "`. Mr. Peng, you have been in the system all your life. Why do you think everyone thinks that the system is strict?"

Mr. Peng was taken aback for a moment, then walked under the parasol, put away the umbrella in his hand, and put it on the table.

He raised his hand to pick up a can of beer, opened it and drank a couple of sips before slowly answering, "There are assessments for grades, rules for rewards and punishments, and a clear distinction between superiors and subordinates, which can make people feel awe. Of course, it is strict."

"The sense of awe...is very good," Chen Yang still didn't look back, "Some people only know to be in awe of leaders and superiors. I need to let them know that people should always have a heart of awe. You can't be in awe for no reason at the same time. It’s unbridled ego.”

Peng Lao smiled, "Old Wu really let himself go a little bit. Your comment is very good. I'm just curious. How did you do it? Is it convenient for you to explain it?"

Chen Yang still didn't look back, "God has eyes. If a person loses his sense of awe, once he swells up, God will look down on him."

Really... What a big tone, Mr. Peng couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded, are you comparing yourself to God?Reward and punishment on behalf of heaven?

However, he didn't intend to call the truth on this matter, but took the initiative to express his position, "Without contact with people, people can be stunned from a long distance. It is better to use this method sparingly... Some people are still very afraid of death."

He said this with restraint.

As he expected, Chen Yang understood, he smiled, (Wang Qian's) "Yes, Emperor Qin visited Xianshan, Han Wu feared witchcraft, uncontrolled power is always bad, so buy a kitchen knife They must be registered with real names..."

After a pause, he said again, "Luohua Manor is my territory. What things do you arrange in your own home, will it affect the safety of others? As long as others don't come to your home, it will be fine?"

He was implying that he had done something wrong in the manor, and he would definitely not admit it. Divine sense attacks could be used anywhere.

Mr. Peng understood this, and was willing to accept this explanation, but he couldn't think of any other explanation.

Since this kind of attack cannot be launched at will, it is naturally impossible for others to make a fuss about it.

So he took the initiative to change the topic, "This place is very nice, I intend to live here forever, I know the master doesn't care about trivial matters in the world, do you know if there is anything I can do for you?"

"Do it for you?" Chen Yang smiled indifferently, "There are really not many things I can't do."

He said this very casually, but in fact it was true. Although he didn't have a big mushroom in his hand, and he wasn't the richest man in the world, it was because he didn't think it was necessary to waste time on it, not because he couldn't do it.

Mr. Peng was a little frustrated, because he felt that the other party really thought so deep down in his heart.

What's worse, he himself thinks that this strange man can't do much, really not much. .

Chapter 937

Mr. Wu was driven away by Luohua Manor. Of the 30 people who first came, there are only 27 left now.

The rest of the people saw this scene in their eyes, so they behaved more politely in the manor, and even offered to show their favor from time to time.

They have no chance to curry favor with Chen Yang, so Li Shishi and his like will take advantage of it.

Even Gazi, who doesn't talk much, received two famous watches and a large off-road vehicle worth more than 400 million.

He said no, he couldn't stand others insisting on giving it.

Peng Lao hangs around Yang Yuxin every day.

He found out that what Xiao Yang said was correct, her status in the manor was not as good as that of her daughter Gu Jiahui, but the crux of the problem was that she was the only one who was able to talk to Chen Yang by providing social power. Keep in touch with people.

Mr. Peng believes that what he can provide is some contacts in the society, so he wants to learn from Yang Yuxin.

Yang Yuxin could understand his feelings. After all, she was in a similar situation back then, and she couldn't find a way to please Chen Yang.

On this day, Chen Yang was warming up Shanheyin, and the guard said that Elder Guo of Wudang was visiting with his friends.

Sister Hong went to the door and welcomed him in. Now even if Master Wudang came, Chen Yang could not be invited to greet him at the door.

It was almost noon, Yuan Lao and the others were on the other side of the valley, and Chen Yang received them in the front yard.

As soon as Elder Guo met, he presented a copy of the Taijiquan Sutra, "Congratulations to Master Feng for making great strides forward."

There are many versions of the Taijiquan Sutra. The version he presented was written by Sanfeng himself. Although it is not authentic, it is enough to show his sincerity.

Chen Yang accepted it with a smile, "Hehe, you are well informed, who told you?"

Who could have said it?Of course it is Tang Wangsun. It is not a secret that Chen Yang was in the Luohua Manor when he was promoted to the world, so it must not be hidden from Tang Wenji. She is currently in the manor to avoid the harassment of the Juqu government. She is not a manor, but she is Chen Yang woman.

Now that the little celestial master knew about it, it must be normal to mention it to the old celestial master.

So Elder Guo, who has a very good relationship with Tang Tianshi, also knows.

Chen Yang didn't intend to make a high-profile publicity, but he was reluctant to dismiss the kindness of others who gave gifts solemnly, so he smiled slightly, "It cost you money, this is..."

Following Elder Guo was a Taoist priest who was nearly fifty years old, tall, thin and dark-skinned. He smiled and cupped his hands, "Taibai Xuande Dongtian Feng Tianyang has met the Taoist Lord."

Chen Yang sat up straight on the ground, and said seriously, "Fellow Daoist, don't be joking, I'm not a Daoist Lord."

What a joke, on the plane of the mobile phone, at least one has to be in the distraction stage before being called a Daoist. The out-of-body stage is not enough for qualifications. A serious Daoist should be after the tribulation stage, or even the Mahayana stage. With peace of mind, he is called Taoist.

Feng Tianyang smiled, but he was not surprised, "Sure enough, the more profound the Taoism, the more restrained it is, so...Feng Daoyou, you and I are from the same family, so I can always be called a real person?"

"I can't even be a real person," Chen Yang waved his hand, and said very simply, "I haven't arrived at Jindan yet, how dare I call myself a real person?"

He doesn't want to get used to being called a real person in this plane, and go back to the mobile phone plane to make a joke of "real person".

Feng Tianyang looked at him helplessly, "But a thousand years ago, there was no more golden elixir."

"Then call me Master." Chen Yang didn't intend to wrong himself, that's how he was called on the phone plane, "Feng Daoyou is here, what advice do you have? You and I are from the same family... There is no need to see outsiders."

Feng Tianyang hemmed and hawed a few words, and gave him a congratulatory gift for his visit. A milky white porcelain bottle was filled with two taels of Wendao tea.

This tea is a specialty of Taibai, it grows in the depths of the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, and the output is extremely limited.

As for the real Wenwen tea, only three thousand-year-old tea trees can be produced, and only a few pinches at the top can be regarded as genuine products, and the annual output cannot exceed ten catties.

Chen Yang is actually not very interested in this thing. He thought that I have spiritual tea in my hand, so why am I not better than you?

So he opened the porcelain bottle casually, and then he was slightly taken aback, "Unexpectedly..."

The tea leaves in the bottle are all new buds, like the tongues of sparrows, one leaf is one leaf.

The shape of the buds was not a problem. To his surprise, the tea actually exuded... a trace of aura.

Feng Tianyang said with a smile on his face, "This is our best Wendao tea, and the annual output is less than one catty. Master Feng should feel it."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, nodded slowly, "It's really rare, a caring person."

Then he raised his hand, and there were two white jade bottles in his hand, "I don't take advantage of you, this is a gift in return, each person has a Tongmai Pill, which can treat natural meridians cut off."

"Feng Daoyou is polite," Elder Guo said with a smile on his face. He was not slow in his hands, and he put away the jade bottle directly. What a joke, it is a priceless thing to treat natural meridians.

The medicine that can treat the cut off of acquired meridians can be called a magic pill. He is not sure if there is any in this world.

"Thank you, Master Feng," Feng Tianyang was rather reserved. He cupped his hands at Chen Yang before speaking, "My Xuande Dongtian has encountered some troubles. If you can help me, I would like to offer you such a gift." Ask about five catties of tea!"

Elder Guo looked at him in astonishment, "Are you crazy?"

He has more dealings with people in Xuande Dongtian, and he is quite clear about Wendao tea. Feng Tianyang is right at all, the annual output of the top Wendao tea is really only one catty.

At the beginning, he met a Taibai disciple by chance in the rivers and lakes, first he tried a few tricks, and later they talked very speculatively. They walked together for more than half a year, and when they parted, the other party gave him some top-quality Wenwen tea.

How much did you send?A whole... two pieces!