Misunderstanding, I Really Didn’t Show Love to My Teacher

Li Tianci was surprised when he heard this.

"Two hundred thousand more?"

Two hundred thousand, for him, the personal disciple of the elder Luban of the refinery peak, not much, but not a lot.

But it is still within the tolerance range.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Elder Feng would speak loudly. Fortunately, she was quite considerate of their disciples.

However, Chen Chang'an didn't know what Li Tianci was thinking. He thought he would say too much.

So I am embarrassed to cheat him like this, wondering if it would be bad.

However, this Li Tianci was a personal disciple, unlike he was only a handyman, he became Feng Wanxi's personal disciple only in these two days.

Poor, that's normal.

Li Tianci took out two hundred thousand spirit stones, shouldn't it be okay?

If not, it’s a big deal, I will cut it by half.

Chen Chang'an patted Li Tianci on the shoulder and continued.

"Senior brother, don't worry, you and I have such a good relationship. Since you have come to produce this spiritual stone, then I will go to Master to talk about it and try to get a few tens of thousands of spiritual stones."

Li Tianci shook his head.

"Junior brother, I can still take out these two hundred thousand spiritual stones. With a big figure like Elder Feng, those one hundred thousand spiritual stones are too few."

Finished.

Li Tianci took out a wad of spiritual tickets from the storage ring, and drew 20 tickets from it.

"Brother, you count."

Chen Chang'an looked straight.

Good guy, it turns out that the clown is myself!

At this moment, Chen Chang'an has no more guilt in his heart.

It is important to know that this spiritual ticket is equivalent to the currency issued by the mainland of Kyushu, and can be exchanged for spiritual stones in major commercial banks.

One spiritual ticket can be exchanged for ten thousand spiritual stones.

And this stack.

I'm afraid there are one or two hundred.

First, Ye Ningshuang spent millions to cast the silver dragon sword.

Later, Li Tianci took out a wad of spiritual tickets.

Is it true that all the disciples of the religion are so rich and rich?

Sad, I really don't want to be too poor.

Received twenty spiritual tickets.

Chen Chang'an handed him a piece of paper.

"Brother, these materials mentioned above are for Master's restoration materials, and it is best to send them before the evening."

Li Tianci took a look. They were all common materials in warehouses, not very precious, and he nodded.

"No problem, I'll go back and prepare now, and send it to you as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Before Li Tianci left, Chen Chang'an reminded Li Tianci in a low voice.

Regarding Master's restoration of the Silver Dragon Sword, Master does not want others to know, and hopes that he will keep it secret.

Although Li Tianci was puzzled, he thought to himself what's the secret?

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"no problem."

After Li Tianci left.

Chen Chang'an smiled lightly, squeezed the twenty tickets in his hand, and muttered to himself.

"With these two hundred thousand spiritual stones, tomorrow you can buy some top-quality ingredients and improve the food for Master. Master and disciple borrowed your name, then you can compensate you with delicacies."

Put away the ticket.

Looking at the building materials all over the floor, Chen Chang'an rolled up his sleeves.

"Start building!"

Chen Chang'an moved.

As a cultivator of Qi refining Seventh Stage, he is more than enough to build a house by himself.

The blueprints were drawn in advance, and he built it smoothly under the [Refining Tools and Tongshen].

An hour later.

The hut is half built.

At this time.

Feng Wanxi only woke up from a lunch break, walked out of the room, and saw Chen Chang'an who was busy.

Although the hut is only half built, it looks different.

Feng Wanxi couldn't help being surprised.

"Disciple, you can do it, this small house really made you build it out."

Chen Chang'an smiled, wiped his sweat, and continued to build.

"It's not just a room, little meaning."

"Do you need help?"

Chen Chang'an shook his head.

"No, I just leave this little thing to myself."

"All right, then you continue."

At this time.

Feng Wanxi seemed to sense something and took out a palm-sized purple gold jade charm.

This is a magic weapon in the Kyushu Immortal Territory, and its name is the Messenger Talisman.

One is very expensive.

Worth one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

If you have any news, you can use the messenger to convey the news.

Chen Chang'an thought to himself, I would buy one at any time, so that when I'm not together, I can communicate with the master and cultivate feelings.

Feng Wanxi checked the messenger, frowning slightly.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Chang'an asked.

"There is something to deal with in the teaching, I am afraid I can't come back for dinner tonight."

Subsequently.

Feng Wanxi left Feixianfeng.

Chen Chang'an is a pity.

There is no more wool for dinner tonight.

But don't care.

Slowly, there is time to scoop up the wool from the master.

Then, Chen Chang'an continued to build the house.

In the middle of the journey, Li Tianci also sent the materials on the paper.

I praised Chen Chang'an for building houses, and after chatting, he left.

Approaching dusk.

A small house covering an area of ​​more than 30 square meters was completed.

The hut is not far from Feng Wanxi’s treasure house, but under Chen Chang’an’s [Refining Tools and Spirits], the hut built by Chen Chang’an looks flat at first glance, but if you look closely at it.

Then you will find that the small house built by Chen Chang'an is natural, exquisite and exquisite, with extraordinary momentum, and contains a natural rhyme, simple in shape, but in harmony with the world.

Behind Chen Chang'an, there was the remaining green god wood made a bed for himself, and made some simple furniture.

He clapped his hands and looked at his cabin. Chen Chang'an nodded in satisfaction.

"You're done, you can lie down on this bed and have a nice sleep tonight."

Then.

Chen Chang'an took the silver dragon sword from the storage ring.

Looking at the broken silver dragon sword, Chen Chang'an smiled slightly.

"The repair cost of three hundred thousand spirit stones, then I have to repair this silver dragon sword well."

Mana slowly poured into the silver dragon sword through the five fingers, and the repair began.

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