Prehistoric: The beginning of the game is mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 10
My master suddenly turned a corner, and he couldn't fix Feng Ming directly.

But, if you think about it carefully, this is indeed Master's consistent style.

Master Wanmu continued to look at the sword and asked:

"Ah, what, could it be that you are doubting the teacher's words?"

Of course, Feng Ming said directly: "Master, how is this possible, the disciple also feels that the 4800 spiritual coins are a bit of a loss."

This is also true.

In fact, at the very beginning, the multiples of subsequent repairs were intended to be increased on the basis of three times.

That is to say, according to his original plan, it should cost 9600 spiritual coins for complete restoration.

However, 9600 spiritual money seems to be too much.

This is close to 1 spiritual money.

So Feng Ming didn't do that in the end.

Master Wanmu didn't continue to speak, but looked carefully at the repaired location.

After a while, he exclaimed:
"Feng Ming, you have completely restored these 84 spirit patterns."

"Not only has it been repaired, but even some spirit patterns have been optimized and improved, tsk tsk..."

"awesome!"

"This dharma sword can already be regarded as the eighth grade now!"

"Not bad, not bad, I finally learned some skills of being a teacher, that's enough."

Reverend Wanmu was very satisfied. He originally thought that he came here this time to help the "stupid boy" and improve his spirit pattern.

But I never thought that my apprentice really brought me a surprise.

Not only was it perfectly repaired, it even improved the level of the magic sword!

"If I do it, I can only restore the magic sword to its original appearance, and it is impossible to restore it perfectly."

Aside from other things, but with this repair, Tuer is already better than blue!
"However, I absolutely cannot tell him about this."

"Otherwise this kid will be proud in the future."

When educating apprentices, we must also pay attention to stability, and we must not let the apprentice's heart flutter.

Master Wan Mu continued: "This is an eighth-grade magic sword, Fengming. When that kid comes tomorrow, you can tell him directly that the price has increased. The charge is... 10 treasure coins."

Feng Ming nodded.

But the next moment he felt something was wrong.

"Wait, Master!"

"10 coins... Why is this getting lower and lower, and this is the friendship price?...Ah? It's precious money!"

hiss--!
Master, you are too cruel, right?

Precious money is a unit of measurement above spiritual money.

One precious coin is equal to ten thousand spiritual coins!
In other words, as soon as the master opened his mouth, he immediately received one hundred thousand spiritual coins!

Fengming felt that he was originally a black-hearted businessman, and he directly wanted to ask the price to be close to [-] spiritual coins.

But compared with Master, I am still far behind!
Master, directly one hundred thousand!
Sure enough, the higher the realm, the bigger the heart.

hiss!
Feng Ming couldn't help asking: "Master, is it too dark?"

Even if that junior brother Qing Yezi is a cultivator, he is only a disciple of the younger generation after all.

Take out so much in one breath, will he really do it?
Moreover, Feng Ming knew that the normal price of an ordinary eighth-grade magic weapon actually ranged from 3 to 6 treasure coins.

Of course, if it is sold in an abnormal way, the value will be even higher!
Master Wanmu shook his head and said with a smile:
"This sword is Guhong, an eighth-rank dharma sword, counting him as ten treasures, it is not black at all! Of course, if you want this green tree to give you the money in a happy mood, it depends on how you deal with him." I said, hehehe..."

"Come on, apprentice, Master will teach you."

So, so, so and so...

"do you understand?"

Feng Ming kept nodding his head, his eyes were full of admiration!
"As expected of Master, you are really tall!"

Well, Master, you were definitely the elite among the elite when you were doing sales in our era!

On the vicissitudes of life of Master Wanmu, there was a gratified smile, and said:
"That's natural, otherwise how can you be your master?"

"You, you are still far away!"

Feng Ming respectfully said: "Yes, Master."

Well, in terms of how to cheat people, I am indeed far behind.

Master Wan Mu once again taught his disciples: "We are Changchun Palace disciples, the most important thing in doing things is to be prudent."

"What is stability? Knowing a lot of information, you can't get into trouble because of lack of information, and you can't let yourself suffer losses because of lack of information!"

"Existences like nephew Qing Shuzi are noble people of our master and apprentice. If you miss this, it will be a great loss!"

"It's fortunate that your junior sister is smart this time, otherwise, how much would you have lost?"

Fengming complained in his heart: I didn't lose money, but I didn't earn that much.

However, he had to admit that his master Wanmu Zhenren still had some abilities.

At this time, Master Wanmu laughed again and said:

"Feng Ming, as the so-called parent-teacher-disciple settle accounts clearly, the share is [-]% for the teacher."

Feng Ming was very forthright and said, "Deal!"

If the master doesn't come, then I only have 4800 spiritual coins. If everything goes well tomorrow, how much more will I earn?

Master Wanmu was very satisfied with his disciple's attitude.

Then, his face suddenly became serious, and he asked: "I heard from your junior sister that you fell asleep in this Artifact Refining Hall because you were too tired, is there such a thing?"

Fengming: ...I actually fell asleep because the water group was too tired.

But of course it's impossible to tell.

It's as if your parents think that you are too tired from studying, so you are not in good spirits, but in fact you are staying up late playing game consoles.

Feng Ming was going to take a short walk: "It's true, but..."

"Bullshit!"

"Now that you have stepped into the third realm, it is the critical time to condense the Yin God. If you are exhausted to this point, you may damage your foundation in the long run, and you may even be unable to condense the Yin God."

The consequences are very serious, Master is very serious!
"Our Changchun sect is not one of those extreme sects. No matter how busy the affairs in hand are, we must ensure that cultivation comes first."

"Since you are so tired, I will report to the higher authorities to let you leave the Artifact Refining Hall."

Feng Ming felt Master's heart.

However, leaving the Artifact Refining Hall?
This will not work!

"Master, Master, look..."

Feng Ming knows that it is better to prove himself with actual actions than to say a thousand words and ten thousand words.

He closed his eyes slightly, gathering his energy.

Master Wanmu was suddenly surprised, and even took half a step back.

Master directly exclaimed: "Your soul has grown so much!"

Fengming said in his heart: Well, I still kept half of it.

"Master, look, this is the growth of the disciple in the Artifact Refining Hall. The reason why the disciple fell asleep was not because he was tired of refining the Artifact, but because he was trying another way of cultivation."

Master Wanmu heard Fengming's words, and finally said nothing more.

He nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, since you know it well, you can rest assured as a teacher."

This brat is too fierce.

When I was at this stage back then, this soul was not even half of his!

Good boy, good boy.

"However, although your soul has been improved a lot, you are still not in the top class. Our Changchun faction is at the same stage and is stronger than you, at least as many as two hands. You still have to work hard."

"Yes, Master!"

"One more thing, if someone asks about your soul, you don't want to reveal it completely, and keep everything hidden, do you understand?"

Feng Ming gave Master a thumbs up in his heart, he must be our Master, as stable as an old dog!

"It's the master, the disciple understands!"

Well, the first apprentice just made him feel more at ease than the second apprentice.

"Okay, let's go as a teacher, remember, don't be soft-hearted when that kid Qingshuzi comes over tomorrow, we deserve it."

Seeing the appearance of Master leaving gracefully, Feng Ming smiled.

Master has always loved me so much, allowing me to practice and grow quietly in the Changchun School, which is also a blessing.

"It's just that I don't know when Master is going to cross the catastrophe."

Although I have absolute confidence in Master, the great event of crossing the catastrophe should not be underestimated!

"However, has this magical sword already reached the level of eighth rank?"

He began to re-examine the magic sword.

That's right, according to the thinking of Kuanglang's senior Dao, after the structure of the spirit pattern is updated, it can indeed increase the power of the magic sword.

"Senior Kuanglang Dao is really powerful!"

"No, it should be said that the seniors in the group are all very powerful."

"I really want to go into the water immediately!"

However, mental recovery also needs a process.

Previously, he ate the Peiyuan pill given by his junior sister, so his mental recovery was accelerated.

"Forget it, there is a degree of relaxation, just look at the magic method given by the senior!"

……

in the group.

Mingzhu: "@kuanglang, the spirit pattern you provided this time seems to be pretty good."

Kuanglang's Knife went online immediately.

"Hahaha……"

Heavenly Emperor's sword: "Oh."

Kuanglang's knife: "Wow, what do you mean, mocking?"

Heavenly Emperor's sword: "Yes! That's it, how dare you say that a sword is stronger than a sword?"

Kuang Lang's knife: "I'll go, then why didn't you go up if you could do it? Bragging afterward!"

These two suddenly quarreled.

(End of this chapter)