Du Feng smiled embarrassedly, Nima I thought this Uncle Cao Guo was the richest one, but I didn't expect him to be the poorest one......

Thinking that Du Feng still had a glimmer of hope, he asked, "Uncle Guo, do you have any immortal stones?"

Uncle Cao Guo glanced at Du Feng up and down: "What does Immortal Venerable mean by this?"

Du Feng said: "A few days ago, I saw an immortal sleeping on the street, not enough to eat and wear, and he was poor, so I wanted to help him raise donations!"

Saying that, Du Feng took out the cloth belt between Han Xiangzi and Lu Dongbin from his pocket: "This is the money donated by Han Xiangzi and Lu Dongbin, after all, Uncle Guo, you are an official, and they are willing to donate Dongbin, so you shouldn't donate, right?"

"Donate, how can you not donate?" Uncle Cao Guo said and rummaged in his sleeve, and smiled at Du Feng with some embarrassment: "Holy Venerable, do you think this is okay, you help me cushion it first, I'll give you an IOU, then go to my friend to borrow it, and once I borrow it, I will return it to you!"

Du Feng was sweating wildly, what does it mean to die to save face and suffer crimes? This Uncle Cao Guo is the most obvious example!

Du Feng pursed his lips, summoned out a pen and paper and handed it to Uncle Cao Guo: "Na, remember to hurry up and return it to me!"

"It must be!" Uncle Cao Guo said with a smile and wrote an IOU, Du Feng looked at it, hey, this Uncle Cao Guo is quite generous, Lu Dongbin and Han Xiangzi only add up to two thousand pieces of immortal jade, and this Uncle Cao Guo alone actually wants to donate four thousand pieces of immortal jade!

Du Feng looked at Uncle Cao Guo in disbelief: "Shouldn't you just write a blank check and don't take actual action?"

Uncle Cao Guo glared at Du Feng: "Holy Venerable, how can you say that about Xiaoxian?

Du Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity and put the IOU away: "I hope you are really a person who says the same!"

"Then the little fairy will say goodbye, go and get the immortal stone and return to the immortal venerable!" Uncle Cao Guo hugged his fist. Du Feng waved his hand: "Go, go, go!"

Uncle Cao Guo didn't stay, and left directly. Du Feng sighed and continued to search on Penglai Immortal Island.

Finally, Du Feng found Lan Caihe and He Xiangu who flew in a flower basket with lotus flowers.

How do you deceive them?

Du Feng frowned and pondered for a moment, then shouted at He Immortal Gu and Lan Caihe: "Immortal Aunt, Caihe!"

The two of them hurriedly floated down the magic weapon, landed in front of Du Feng and saluted: "Little Immortal greets the Holy Venerable!"

Du Feng waved his hand: "No need to be polite!"

Saying that, Du Feng looked at He Xiangu: "Immortal Gu is okay!"

"The Holy Venerable has won the award!" He Xiangu said shyly, covering her face.

Du Feng raised his head and summoned a bag of cosmetics: "Immortal Gu, this is a gift I brought for you from the Nether!"

He Xiangu took it suspiciously, and after looking at it, she asked with some confusion, "Holy Venerable, what are these?"

Du Feng smiled: "Cosmetics, that is, the rouge gouache in your mouth and the like!"

Saying that, Du Feng raised his hand to summon a microcomputer and projected a picture of teaching makeup: "You just follow this and learn!"

He Xiangu stared at the picture suspiciously, surprised for a while, and happy for a while: "Holy Venerable, then thank you!"

Du Feng waved his hand and looked at Lan Caihe: "You are also a person who likes to sing?"

Lan Caihe smiled embarrassedly: "Holy Venerable, do you have to sing a song?"

Du Feng shook his head: "Forget it, the songs you sing are not suitable for people of my time!"

Lan Caihe was stunned: "There are still times in singing?"

Du Feng nodded, summoned a pen and paper and wrote a song: "You try to sing this!"

Lan Caihe took it in a daze, looked at the paper and began to hum: "Use nunchucks to hum haha, use nunchucks to hum haha......"

Lan Caihe looked up at Du Feng suddenly: "Holy Venerable, you ......"

Du Feng patted Lan Caihe's shoulder: "Caihe, you don't understand this, practice hard!"

Saying that, Du Feng patted his head: "By the way, Caihe, I heard that you are kind and charitable, right?"

Lan Caihe nodded: "That's right!"

Du Feng immediately took out Uncle Cao Guo's IOU and brought cloth from Lu Dongbin and Han Xiangzi: "A few days ago, I saw an immortal sleeping on the street, unable to eat enough and not warm, and destitute, so I wanted to help him raise donations! This is the donation of Lu Dongbin, Han Xiangzi, and Uncle Cao Guo, see if you are ......."

Lan Caihe patted his chest: "It's easy to say!"

Saying that, Lan Caihe directly raised his hand and summoned a black cloth belt: "This is all my belongings, although it is not much, but it is also a heart!"

Du Feng looked at the bag, and his face suddenly darkened, Nima, three immortal stones can be regarded as all the belongings, this Lan Caihe is too poor, right......

Du Feng turned to look at He Xiangu, but saw that He Xiangu didn't seem to pay attention to the conversation between Du Feng and Lan Caihe, and was tinkering with cosmetics by herself.

Du Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, forget it, as long as this He Xiangu is interested in cosmetics, she will definitely help me make a reputation for cosmetics!

"Holy Venerable, Holy Venerable, that Antarctic Immortal is here, how can this be good?" Han Zhongli galloped with an anxious face. Only then did Du Feng remember that Han Zhongli's matter had not been completely resolved, so he immediately summoned a slimming coat from the storage ring and said to Han Zhongli who was in front of him: "Put it on!"

"It's not...... This ......" Han Zhongli took a look and immediately became embarrassed, "Holy Venerable, this dress is so small, how can I wear it in?"

"If you can't wear it, you have to wear it in, otherwise you'll lose!" Du Feng said, picked up the slimming suit and began to put it on Han Zhongli's body.

After a lot of effort, he finally put the whole set of slimming clothes on Han Zhongli's body.

As soon as he put on the slimming clothes, Han Zhongli's bloated figure was suddenly covered, and his almost perfect figure was reflected and did not match the fat head and big eared face at all!

Du Feng couldn't hold back a smile and summoned a mirror: "Han Zhongli, look at whether you still have confidence now!"

Han Zhongli was immediately overjoyed: "Holy Venerable, what kind of magic weapon are you, why are you so thin as soon as you put it on?"

Du Feng smiled proudly: "This magic weapon is called slimming clothing, as soon as you put on the fat meat, it will disappear without a trace, and as soon as you take it off, the fat will suddenly appear, right?"

"Awesome!" Han Zhongli was surprised, but suddenly, Han Zhongli's face stiffened: "But Shengzun, this looks like he's thin, but his body isn't thin, in case the Antarctic Immortal wants to weigh us up, how can this be good?"

Du Feng looked at Han Zhongli as if he was stupid: "If you don't let him say no, it's over?" Okay, don't worry, take a step and take a look, let's just see the move!"

Han Zhongli thought about it and sighed. At this time, the bald old man who was driving a crane and holding a wooden staff hanging from a gourd came with a smile.

Du Feng knew that this was the Antarctic Immortal.

The immortal crane fell to the ground, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng came down with a wooden staff and hugged Du Feng: "See the Holy Venerable!"

"No courtesy, no courtesy!" Du Feng waved his hand impatiently, pointed at Han Zhongli and said, "Look at his appearance, is he thinner than you?"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng was stunned for a moment, looked at this Han Zhongli carefully, and looked incredulous: "How is it possible? The immortal body has been finalized, and you can't gain weight or lose weight, Han Zhongli, how did you do it?"

Han Zhongli said disdainfully: "That's your loneliness, you are willing to lose the bet, hurry up and hand over the bet to me!"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng pondered for a moment: "I still don't believe it, you must have cast some magic spell or used some magic weapon!" Han Zhongli, let's say okay, you can't use magic weapons and magic spells!"

Han Zhongli suddenly looked at Du Feng with some embarrassment: "Saint Venerable......"

Du Feng sighed with hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and said to the Antarctic Immortal: "You can check if Han Zhongli has used magic spells and magic weapons!"

Han Zhongli immediately protected his body and hid behind Du Feng: "Holy Venerable, this can't be checked!

Du Feng handed Han Zhongli a reassuring look: "It's no big deal, let him check!"

Saying that, Du Feng said to the Antarctic Immortal Weng again: "You check and check, don't damage this dress he is wearing, this is a priceless treasure, you can't afford to pay for it!"

"Holy Venerable, rest assured!" said the Antarctic Immortal Weng and released his mana and began to check Han Zhongli's body, this check, the expression on the face of the Antarctic Immortal suddenly changed, one moment shocked, one moment confused, one moment frowned, and one moment delighted......

The Antarctic Immortal Weng withdrew his mana: "Han Zhongli, you dare to deceive me?"

Han Zhongli became frightened: "I didn't lie to you!"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng said angrily: "All your fat is hidden in this clothes, and you still say that you didn't lie to me?"

Han Zhongli suddenly didn't know what to say, and turned his gaze to Du Feng for help.

Du Feng said with a smile: "Antarctic Immortal, is your bet with Han Zhongli within a month, as long as Han Zhongli doesn't use any magic spells and magic weapons, as long as he is thinner than you, he wins?"

The Antarctic Immortal nodded: "That's right!"

Du Feng pointed at Han Zhongli and said, "Has he used supernatural spells and magic weapons now?"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No!"

Du Feng smiled: "Then since he didn't use magic spells and magic weapons, you will lose!"

"Yes...... But all his fat is hidden in this dress, and he hasn't lost weight!" said the Antarctic Immortal in a hurry. Du Feng smiled and patted the Antarctic Immortal Weng on the shoulder: "Your bet is that he is thinner than you, and you don't bet that he is losing weight!"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng was messy, and he said with a glimmer of hope for a long time: "Weigh, I want to weigh him! As long as he is heavier than me, he is not as thin as me!"

Du Feng glanced at the Antarctic Immortal: "You are still an immortal, how can you still play Laipi?"

"Where am I playing Rippy?" argued the Antarctic Immortal. Du Feng waved his hand: "Let's put it this way, the question of thinness and the question of weight are two different things! Thin or not thin is visually presented, and whether it is heavy or not is weighed! You are comparing thinness, not comparing weight, why do you weigh it?"

Saying that, Du Feng looked at Lan Caihe: "Come and see, which of them is thinner?"

"Han Zhongli!" Lan Caihe said directly without thinking about it. Du Feng patted He Xiangu who was tinkering with cosmetics again: "Xiangu, come and see who is thinner of them?"

He Xiangu stopped the movement in her hand and looked back: "Han Zhongli!"

Du Feng clapped his hands and said to the Antarctic Immortal: "Isn't this right, they all say that Han Zhongli is thinner than you, and you still don't admit defeat?"