Seeing the Feng Shui master arriving, everyone stood up to greet him. The four rich men and Ji Rumei also hurried forward and showed respect.

Feng Shui is a popular art in China.

Therefore, Feng Shui masters have a very high status in the Dalong Kingdom, especially wealthy aristocrats and wealthy families. They all attach great importance to Feng Shui, which has made each Feng Shui master famous in the city.

"Welcome to Master Fang, you are still as charming as ever!"

Everyone said hello, and Feng Shiling stepped forward to shake hands with Fang Shanhe.

Fang Shanhe stroked his goatee and said with a hearty smile: "Brother Feng, long time no see, you are in good health too!"

"Thank you, I'm in good health. Master Fang, please sit down quickly. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Zuo, who is an expert in medical skills."

Feng Shiling introduced with a smile.

Fang Shanhe's eyes were half closed, and he glanced at Zuo Xiu coldly, but ignored him, his attitude was extremely arrogant.

The middle-aged man following him had a tall figure and stood with his hands behind his back. After everyone was polite, he suddenly stared at Zuo Xiu:

"Zuo Xiu, how dare you humiliate my son just now, how brave you are!"

Ji Rumei's expression changed, and she hurriedly whispered: "Mr. Zuo, this is Duanmu Hong, Duanmu Yong's father. Although the Duanmu family is not ranked among the two tigers and three gods of wealth, his family is a martial arts family in the secular world.

Grandmasters emerge in large numbers, and they often send the younger generation to international mercenary organizations for training, and then come back to dominate the underground world. The Duanmu family's power spreads all over the provinces. Peace is the most important thing if it is not necessary."

Zuo Xiu nodded slightly, sat still, looked at Duanmuhong and said with a half-smile:

"Your son provoked me. I just taught him a lesson and showed mercy. Do you want to avenge him?"

Duanmuhong's cultivation level is half-step Martial King, he said with a disdainful smile:

"You are so crazy! You dare to call yourself King Wu at such a young age. It is really ridiculous. You are just relying on the magic weapon on your body, and you are not worthy of being my enemy, Duanmuhong. Master Fang is here. I will let you go for now!"

"However, Ji Rumei is the woman that my son likes, so you'd better not interfere!"

Ji Rumei's pretty face suddenly darkened: "Duanmuhong, you are going too far! I don't like your son at all, so stop dreaming!"

Duanmuhong chuckled: "It's not up to you. I will go to your house tomorrow to propose marriage. I would like to see if Ji Conghu dares to refuse?"

Ji Rumei was very angry: "Even if I die, I will never agree!"

Duan Muhong sneered: "Your Ji family's luck has been declining recently, people have been dying in the mines, manganese ore production is insufficient, and the Luo family has suppressed you. If I step on you again, your Ji family's mining industry may go bankrupt."

Ji Rumei's face turned pale.

Duan Muhong didn't say anything more. He sat next to Fang Shanhe and said loudly:

"Old Feng, Brother Murong, since everyone is here, let's ask Master Fang to bring out the magic weapon to open his eyes."

"Yes, Master Fang, let us see the goods quickly!"

Several wealthy people also eagerly agreed, their eyes full of expectation.

"Okay!" Fang Shanhe took out a half-meter-high wooden box from the large backpack he brought with him and placed it on the table.

"The magical artifact I brought this time is called Qinglong Bell. I got it from an ancient family. It should have a history of three thousand years."

As Fang Shanhe spoke, he opened the wooden box and took out a heavy bronze bell. As soon as he took it out, the air around him suddenly started to flow, and breezes came from all directions. It was like a spring breeze, and everyone looked shocked.

Hey!

The mage from before suddenly lit up his eyes, looked at the bronze bell and let out an exclamation.

"Master Gongsun, how are you doing?"

Feng Shiling asked, feeling the aura brought by the Qinglong Bell, he was also pleasantly surprised.

The other four rich men also spoke out: "Master Gongsun, please take a look."

"You don't have to be polite. I'm here naturally and I will definitely serve you."

Master Gongsun nodded, stood up and walked around like a master.

He stood in front of the bronze bell and saw that the bell was thick and ancient and exuded a mysterious atmosphere. A lifelike green dragon was carved on the bell and covered with complicated runes.

"This is indeed an ancient bell. As for whether it is a real magic weapon, I will know after trying it."

As he spoke, Master Gongsun held the seal with both hands, chanted a spell in his mouth, and suddenly flicked his sword: "Duh!"

A burst of mana rushed to the bronze bell.

Buzz!

The bell rings, melodious and far-reaching, like the sound of great Zen Buddha washing the soul, making everyone feel relaxed and happy.

"A magic weapon! What a magic weapon!"

A rich man exclaimed excitedly.

Everyone immediately widened their eyes and stared at the Qinglong Bell with expressions of shock and enthusiasm.

Even Feng Lao and Murong Zhu were shocked, with joy in their eyes.

Fang Shanhe stroked his beard with one hand and raised his head like a fairy, feeling quite proud.

Ji Rumei also trembled, her beautiful eyes showed excitement, and she asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Zuo, what do you think?"

Zuo Xiu didn't answer, just smiled.

Duanmuhong laughed loudly and said: "It is indeed a magic weapon in the hands of Master Fang. This kind of magic weapon is definitely of the highest quality. It is the first time it has appeared in Jiangnan. I wonder how much Master Fang wants to ask for it?"

Fang Shanhe smiled faintly: "This is indeed a top-grade magical weapon, but the effect of the Qinglong Bell is not only that. Master Gongsun's moral character is low, and he is far from stimulating the real effect of the Qinglong Bell."

Master Gongsun was immediately furious and snorted: "Master Fang, since your magic power is profound, can you please show it to me?"

Fang Shanhe stood up unhurriedly, his Taoist robe moved automatically without any wind, and he had a fairy-like temperament.

"The Qinglong Bell can not only maintain health and fitness, but its greatest function is to exorcise evil spirits. It is the best treasure to control the house. If placed at home for a long time, it can protect the safety of the family and promote the family's luck. Now, let me open your eyes."

Fang Shanhe said slowly, he made a secret with one hand, chanted a spell in his mouth, and a white light suddenly appeared from his fingertips!

This white light shot into the Qinglong Bell, and nine runes instantly lit up on the bell, which was extremely mysterious.

"Into the Taoist Master!"

Master Gongsun shouted loudly and looked at Fang Shanhe with a shocked face.

Fang Shanhe smiled calmly and said: "Master Gongsun, now you try to attack the Qinglong Bell?"

Master Gongsun took out a clay pot from his backpack. He chanted a spell, and a black air flew out of the pot and rushed towards the Qinglong Bell.

This is a ghost!

Everyone's expressions tightened as they saw the black energy hitting the Qinglong Bell. The Qinglong Bell shook violently, the bell sounded loudly, and a powerful aura spread out.

The black energy was extinguished instantly, and a shrill scream disappeared in the air.

Master Gongsun was shocked: "It is indeed a top-grade magic weapon. I have been practicing all my life and finally saw the real magic weapon in the legend. I will die without regrets!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and everyone's eyes were wild.

Zuo Xiu couldn't help but smile coldly.

Fang Shanhe turned around and frowned: "Young man, why are you laughing?"

Zuo Xiu waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more: "You're not laughing at anything, you continue."

Duanmuhong said sternly: "Boy, if you don't understand Feng Shui, don't laugh nonsense. You can't ruin Master Fang's reputation!"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Zuo Xiu squinted his eyes and continued watching the show.

Several rich people couldn't wait to say: "Master Fang, I want this Qinglong Bell. Can you give me a price?"

Fang Shanhe stretched out a finger and said slowly:

"This kind of magic weapon is rare to see in a hundred years, so the price is very expensive. The starting price is one billion, and the highest bidder will get it!"

hiss!

Feng Bingqian vomited, "The price is too cruel!"

But several rich people didn't take it seriously and wished they could exchange all their worth for the Qinglong Bell to protect their family's longevity and prosperity!
Chapter completed!