Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

Mu Feifan said, "A piece of spiritual stone is good for shit? You only get 20 yuan if you win, is that enough for a meal?"

When Yang Zhihai heard it, he was startled: "Enough is enough, I have enough money for a week's meals. Brother Mu, what delicacies do you eat, such an expensive meal?"

Mu Feifei sighed, just now he had unknowingly assumed his identity as a spiritual chef.

If you use rank-grade ingredients, the twenty spirit stones are of course drizzle.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you want to get rich?" Mu Feifan suddenly asked.

When Yang Zhihai heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Of course I think about it, I dream of it."

Mu Feifei smiled and whispered, "Listen to me, you put all your belongings in."

What?

Yang Zhihai was dumbfounded.

"Brother, let's not be so impulsive. I'll put all of them in. If you fail the assessment, I'll lose so much that I don't even have any pants left." Yang Zhihai looked bitter.

Mu Feifan's mouth twitched: "How much do you have in all your belongings?"

Yang Zhihai counted with his fingers: "About a thousand spirit stones."

"So little?" Mu Feifei said subconsciously.

Yang Zhihai was a little depressed: "I bought a primary spiritual tool a while ago, and I'm almost spending my money."

Mu Feifei snorted.

Beginner magic weapon?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

"I bought it at a weapons store on Jianlu Island, but it was sold to me by a chicken." Yang Zhihai recalled slowly: "It's interesting to say that the chicken calls itself the chicken shopkeeper, and seems to be quite famous in the academy."

Mu Feifei: ...

What the hell!

It's my store.

But Mu Feifei would definitely not tell the truth at this time.

"Junior Brother Yang, you believe me once, and put all your belongings in, so that you can make a small amount of money." Mu Fanfan said.

Yang Zhihai struggled for a long time, and finally said: "Senior Brother Mu, are you really so confident in the assessment?"

Mu Feifan looked confident: "Look at my wife, isn't she amazing?"

Yang Zhihai nodded.

"Look at whether we are worthy of each other."

"……match."

"So, I'm definitely not bad!"

Yang Zhihai had a black line on his forehead.

What theology is this?

After Mu Feifei finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Regardless of whether Yang Zhihai believes it or not, he has said all he has to say.

At this time, Xia Yuchan rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are really enthusiastic."

Mu Feifei smiled lightly: "Look at this young man, he's a good guy, and he's even picking us up. Since there's a chance, I'll give him a hand by the way."

"By the way, are you really confident?" Xia Yuchan asked.

Mu Feifei said, "No."

Xia Yuchan was a little surprised: "Then you still let that guy go all-in?"

"But I will definitely win." Mu Feifan said word by word.

The corners of Xia Yuchan's lips rose slightly.

"I don't want to take classes separately from you." Mu Feifei said again.

"Come on~" Xia Yuchan's tone was rare and gentle.

She suddenly thought of something, and added: "Actually, you can also participate in the bet yourself."

Mu Feifei smiled lightly: "Forget it, I'm afraid they won't be able to afford to lose."

This is not his boast.

Yi Mu Feifei's current wealth, even if he bet a little bit, as long as he wins, it is not enough for this group of people to pay.

Moreover, Mu Feifei also despised this amount of money.

On the other side, Yang Zhihai hesitated for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and deposited all his belongings, "full" one thousand spirit stones.

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed.

"Old Yang, are you crazy, or have your brain flooded?"

"How can Senior Brother Mu hope to win?"

"No one has done it for so many years. You expect him to do it?"

"Forget it everyone, don't talk about it, Lao Yang wants to do charity."

"Haha, Lao Yang, after a month, we will accept your spirit stone with a rude smile."

Yang Zhihai's face was cramping.

"God, you're right, I must be crazy," he thought to himself.

But Yang Zhihai felt that Mu Feifei was not like a big talker.

The other party must have full confidence before agreeing to participate in this spell assessment.

For the next month, Yang Zhihai could only pray every day.

Brother Mu, whether I am a dragon or a worm, steamed buns and pickles or big fish and big meat, it's up to you.

After class, Mu Feifan and Xia Yuchan walked out of the classroom, followed Yun Ying for a while, passed through the Temple of Fa, and finally came to the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

Compared with the vastness of the Temple of Law, the Temple of Ten Thousand Laws is much smaller.

But it is more solemn and majestic, and obviously there are many restrictions around it.

The three stepped into the hall and came to the door of a side hall, where a middle-aged man in a monk's robe sat.

Sleepy eyes, unshaven beard, looking very decadent.

"Hello, Master Yunhai!" Yun Ying bowed with a very respectful attitude.

"Girl Yunying, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged monk yawned, his mouth full of alcohol, causing both women to frown.

Mu Feifei secretly said, this monk does not follow the rules when he drinks alcohol at work.

No, you can't drink after get off work either.

Yun Ying said, "There is a new elective student in my class. His name is Mu Feifan. He wants to participate in the spell assessment of the elite class, and now he wants to choose spells."

Master Yun Hai stretched his waist again, and suddenly sneered: "He's an over-the-top person again, then you can go in and choose, and you can register with me when you come out."

At this time, Mu Feifan asked curiously, "Master Yunhai, you and Senior Sister Yunying share the same surname. Are you a relative?"

Master Yun Hai's eyelids twitched slightly, and he said, "Boy, don't you know that monks have dharma names? Does it have something to do with their surnames?"

Mu Feifei made an oolong, but his face was not red or his heart was beating.

Because he knows very well that if you don't feel embarrassed at this time, then the embarrassment is someone else.

The three walked into the hall, and there were rows of bookshelves, which looked like a large school library.

Yun Ying asked, "Junior Brother Mu, have you decided which level of spell to choose?"

"Advanced spells." Mu Feifei replied without hesitation.

Yun Ying chuckled: "It seems that Junior Brother Mu is very confident."

Mu Feifan also smiled and did not speak.

nonsense!

If you want to learn, of course, you must learn from cattle!

After choosing for a long time, Mu Feifei asked Yun Ying, "Senior sister, if you choose a healing spell, how will you evaluate it in the battle?"

Yun Ying: "Then there is no fighting, but only the degree of healing to the injured."

Mu Feifei nodded, suddenly his brain opened wide, and he asked, "Where can I find the injured?"

"Hey, this junior brother Mu doesn't need to worry about it." Yun Ying smiled mysteriously.

Mu Feifei: ...

Wouldn't it be just to find someone on the road to beat him up!

He quickly picked a water spell, and hundreds of rivers converged.

This spell can perform single-target healing.

"Junior Brother Mu is really fast." Yun Ying said.

Mu Feifei nodded.

He now lacks the means of treatment.

Compared with taking drugs, it is faster to cast spells.

not to mention--

Mu Feifei looked at Xia Yuchan's delicate pink lips.

He had promised his wife that he would learn healing spells.

As for the reason, hehe, we all know.

There have been frequent battles recently, of course, to reduce swelling.

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