"It sounds really good. Old man, I'm a little moved. If the person standing in front of me is an official in charge of a state or just a government, I will agree. It's a pity that you don't take a look at your identity?"
After hearing the pie that Feng Bingwen had drawn for him, the old mountain spirit, who had lived for who knows how many years, was not moved at all, and instead spat at him.
"Do you think I haven't inquired about your kid's family background? Your grandfather is a teacher, and your father is even more unbearable. He is just a wealthy businessman with millions of dollars. How could you be so virtuous and capable that you can ask for an imperial edict to make me the King of Medicine?
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"The old man inquired in detail, but I wonder if he saw my heels clearly?"
Feng Bingwen was not upset when he heard that the old mountain spirit had completely wiped out the situation in his family. This was already known to everyone. The old mountain spirit could come and go freely in the soil.
These are not surprising.
"You kid..."
This question stopped the old mountain spirit. He also inquired about it, but he didn't find out much useful information.
Although there are records of Feng Bingwen in the government, only the chief official of a county can read them. Ordinary officials are not qualified to know about this matter.
This is not to mention the spirit of Lao Shanjing, who has been wandering in the mountains and wilderness for countless years. Although he was born with the magical power of earth, he was never allowed to go to places like the imperial court.
But he had seen with his own eyes how extraordinary Feng Bingwen was. Not to mention Feng Bingwen himself, even the cat raised by this boy could catch him. He was not an ordinary species at all.
In the eyes of the old mountain spirit, this is incompatible with a rather ordinary family. How could an ordinary family give birth to such a monster and bastard child? Although this boy looks young, he does not have any childishness. On the contrary, he is
A belly full of colorful intestines.
"I would like to teach the old man to know that I am a person with wisdom from my past life!"
Feng Bingwen nodded with a smile, but said no more.
Smart people will make up their own imaginations, just like the old mountain spirit in front of them, who is well-informed. After hearing this, the old face really changed, and he didn't know what he thought of.
"What do I mean? It turns out that this kid is the reincarnation of a true cultivator, so it's no wonder that he is like this. I don't know which fairy mountain blessed place he came from, and his tone is so arrogant. He actually said that he can make the emperor issue a decree to confer gods."
Thinking of this, the old mountain spirit's face became a little uncertain.
Previously, he only thought that this kid was trying to trick him, so he could naturally retort. But now when he thought that what this kid said was true and could come true, he couldn't bear it anymore.
As an alien, it is really fed up with the days of hiding and running around in embarrassment. Not to mention his rude tone towards Feng Bingwen, in fact he likes this kid very much, otherwise he would not show up.
The reason for such a friendly attitude is that this kid has no desire for him. Even if he is caught, he just treats him as a peeping pervert and kicks him out without thinking of finding a way to get him.
Eat it.
But when he heard this kid tell him that he would use his body in exchange for incense offerings from tens of millions of people. Such a deal was really a good deal, and he was moved.
The old medicine turns into essence, the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains, the ghosts and demons outside the mountains, the righteous monks, who wouldn't be greedy for his body?
If you could get rid of it and turn into a god receiving incense on the altar, that would be a dream come true.
"Master Feng, are you serious about what you said before? Are you trying to trick me, an old medicine from the mountain?"
"Of course what I said is true."
Feng Bingwen smiled brightly, and when he saw the words of the old mountain spirit, he knew that his heart was moved.
And his promise was not really deceiving the honest mountain spirit. Although he had never met Emperor Daqian, he had been so popular before. If Emperor Daqian had not heard of his name, he would be responsible for intelligence. Yes, whether it is from the East or West factory, it should be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs.
His master is the son of an overseas immortal. And he himself has a protective favor for Xuanting Longjun, who has transformed into a real dragon. With such a background, even if the Daqian Emperor is a reincarnated immortal, he still has to keep an eye on him. Take a couple of glances.
Now, in the camp of disaster victims in Nayunze Prefecture, the epidemic is spreading, and there is an urgent need for a tonic medicine. He invited a mountain spirit to sacrifice his life and property to help tens of millions of people escape the threat of the epidemic. Such a great kindness, sealing a medicine King God, it’s not too much!
Feng Bingwen felt that his request was very reasonable. Even if the official in charge was stingy and refused to agree, he, Feng Bingwen, took the initiative to stand up for the old mountain spirit. As long as he was not cerebral palsy, he would have to give him face.
"Old man, you can rest assured. As long as you are willing to sacrifice yourself, I will keep you an endless supply of incense."
Feng Bingwen vowed to do so.
"I don't need endless incense. As long as the emperor is willing to make me the King of Medicine as you promised, I will be satisfied."
Lao Shanjing has a very stable character and does not get lost in the pie painted by Feng Bingwen. As long as he can become the King of Medicine, anything can be discussed.
"Of course this is possible."
"Now tell me the specific situation and see if I can solve the problem with my body."
"Xuan Ting, the Dragon Lord flooded, causing water to cover thousands of miles. Tens of millions of victims were displaced. They were hungry, cold and exhausted, leading to rampant epidemics. This epidemic can be cured, but the main problem is the lack of medicinal materials!"
"Are there really tens of millions of people affected by the disaster?"
"Only more, not less."
"If that's true, even if my whole body were smashed in, I probably wouldn't be able to save one or two out of ten people."
"...I wonder if you still know elves similar to you?"
Feng Bingwen was silent for a moment, and another idea came to his mind.
"I don't know, I don't know, what's wrong with you kid? Why are you just targeting us, grass and tree spirits? Is it easy for us to give birth to spiritual intelligence?"
The old mountain spirit waved his hands angrily.
"I am not harming their lives. I can even take this opportunity to completely transcend."
"Don't talk about these useless things. Wait for me to verify it first, and then you can talk to me about other things."
"Do you really know other medicinal essences?"
Feng Bingwen's eyes lit up. If there were enough old medicine, this epidemic, which was not too serious, would have been suppressed.
"Until you prove that what you said is not a lie, you can never get another useful word from me."
"Then I will now prove that what I said is true."
"Please."
Yin~
A dragon roar echoed in the mountains, and the miasma that enveloped the valley was directly shaken away.
The old mountain spirit looked up in shock and saw an extremely beautiful and noble dragon general in the vast purple sky, walking down from the clouds step by step and landing in the valley.
"Old man, why don't you come with me?"
"This is?"
Hearing the familiar voice from the dragon general, the old mountain spirit was shocked.
"This is my Dharma image!"
Feng Bingwen said calmly, but seeing the shocked look on the mountain spirit's face, he felt very happy.
"How can this be?"
Looking at the terrifying dragon general in front of him, and then at the boy next to him who was not much taller than him. Although he was smart and smart, he had no trace of cultivation at all. The old mountain spirit just felt weird.
"Nothing is impossible, old man, come with me quickly, there is no time to waste!"
After saying that, the dragon general grabbed the old mountain spirit and left. Although the old mountain spirit was uneasy, he forced himself to calm down.
Because the moment he met Long Jiang, he became even more convinced that this boy indeed had an extraordinary origin. How could an ordinary reincarnated cultivator have such a terrifying appearance? This was totally unreasonable.
Feng Bingwen's heart is close to the victims of the disaster, and his Dragon General's Dharma itself has the ability to control the wind and clouds. Coupled with the blessing of the Zihuan Dragon Armor, Feng Bingwen's body has not returned to the mansion, and he has already fallen into the disaster.
Privately owned.
"Where is your chief? Come out and meet me quickly. I have found a good medicine for disaster relief."
After Feng Bingwen dropped the clouds, he called directly, and soon the familiar red-robed official hurried out. When he saw the old mountain spirit shrinking beside Feng Bingwen, his face became even more happy, and he bowed his head and said,
Thank you very much.
"I am ignorant of the real person. I neglected the real person before, but I didn't expect the real person to find such a magical medicine. The victims of the disaster in my camp are finally saved."
As he said that, the imperial doctor who ran out beside the red-robed official stepped forward with eyes shining, ready to catch the old mountain spirit.
"Wait a minute, there are conditions for me to find this elixir to treat the victims. You must meet my conditions."
General Long waved his hand to calm the imperial doctor whose eyes were about to glow green, and then said to the official.
"Seriously, please tell me."
"I invited this old gentleman from the mountains. He heard that the world was being robbed and was willing to sacrifice his life to save all people from the disease. I think you should ask for an imperial edict and be cast in gold by this kind-hearted gentleman.
He will build a temple and receive incense and offerings from all people."
Feng Bingwen directly stated the conditions. Seeing that the official in front of him seemed to be shocked, he hesitated and added,
"If you don't want to ask for an order, I will ask him to leave. No one in this world owes anything to anyone. The old gentleman is willing to sacrifice his life, but it does not mean that you can take whatever you want without repaying."
"My true words are serious. It is the right thing to build a temple for this gentleman. I will write a letter to ask the Holy One to issue an edict."
When the red-robed official heard this, he immediately panicked, fearing that Feng Bingwen would let the old mountain spirit go, so he quickly promised.
"I wonder if the real person can let Mr. into the urn?"
"Old man, what do you think?"
Feng Bingwen lowered his head and looked at the old man holding his heel. The little old man looked particularly uneasy at this time.
"I don't believe them, but I believe you, you make the arrangements!"
I don't know whether he really believed in Feng Bingwen or couldn't resist the temptation of the conferred god. The old mountain spirit finally jumped into a big man and allowed a group of imperial doctors with gleaming eyes to surround him.
Add firewood to the fire and cook it.
In just half a day, the camp was filled with the fragrance of medicine and overflowing with energy, and the crying and wailing sounds that originally filled the camp were much less numerous.
The medicinal spirit drives away the epidemic and has good deeds, totaling 80,000 (68,000)