After Fan Wujiang left the pocket space, he rushed all the way back to the Black School Pavilion. Hungry was really hungry, but he hurried back for another reason.

He made a growth table for Jin Dapang, ticked every day, and until today, the tick has been full.

My son is about to break out of the cocoon!

He was a little out of shape all morning, for fear that he would miss the critical moment of his son's 'birth' because of his participation in the general assessment.

rushed into the Black School Pavilion, went straight to the backyard, and went to the Suspension Pavilion, and saw the golden cocoon, which was still dignified. Fan Wujiang breathed a sigh of relief and chattered while holding the cocoon.

"Big fat, how are you now? What has become of you? Are you going to come out?"

The cocoon suddenly moved, Fan Wujiang was startled, and quickly let go, staring at the cocoon with straight eyes.

"What's wrong?" Teng Taishan also saw him ascend to the levitation pavilion like a gust of wind, so he followed.

Fan Wujiang shook his head, still staring at the cocoon, not daring to come out, but the cocoon didn't sound anymore.

"What's going on? I just moved, but now I don't respond. ”

"Don't be anxious. It will come out when it's time to come out, and it's useless for you to stare at it like that. Teng Taishan observed the cocoon and said.

"Master, what was it like when the mutant beast broke out of its cocoon?"

Teng Taishan thought for a while and said, "That's it, what can it be." When the cocoon is broken, it is what it should be. You hadn't even woken up yet, and I wondered, don't expect it to be a powerful witch beast.

Or, so. When you learn the contract spell, grandpa will take you to the lake to have a look, except for the pair of nine-tailed foxes who have to keep their cubs, you can pick the rest. ”

Fan Wujiang didn't raise his head, staring at the cocoon stupidly, "I don't want it, I'll just wait for the big fat to come out." No matter what it becomes, I like it. ”

Speaking of this, the cocoon suddenly moved again, and this time the movement was not small.

Fan Wujiang took a step back, squatted aside, and stared nervously at the cocoon. As a result, there was no movement again.

'Goo...' the belly sounded like a drum.

"Hurry up, come and stare when you're full. It's so close, you can hear it, isn't it? ”

Thinking about it, I listened to the old man's words, and the two got out of the suspension pavilion and talked about the morning assessment while eating.

"It's okay, just fight. The generation of the Locke family is unique in terms of Luo Juntu. Now eighteen has become a bit of a climate, and the other children and grandchildren are especially making up the numbers. ”

The old man was very indifferent to him about breaking Luo Junyan's arm.

The formal competition is inevitably injured, and it is impossible to come to the Luo family because of this, even if he comes, the old man sits there, even if Luo Yusheng has to call him uncle.

Regardless of all the previous things, Luo Chengrong finally died heroically, and the tablet was offered to the ancestral shrine, and this status is still there.

This is also the reason why there are still many wizards who go to the martial arts service, if they follow a tall acolyte, then the status is not comparable to ordinary people.

However, these floating names are vain, and Teng Taishan doesn't care.

Fan Wujiang talked about the before and after being probed by Song Fei after the assessment, Teng Taishan thought about it and said, "This Song Fei is a hard hand in the generation of Qi cultivation.

His master's name is Tang Dingguo, a martial arts master who has been famous for a long time in our Huaguo. When he was 60 years old, he entered the Wuyuan realm, and now he is in his 70s. I heard that the old man is quite ambitious, and he has been hitting the pinnacle realm.

Seinfeld was the best of all the martial arts instructors in the academy, and there were not a few students who wanted to worship him. Hmph, this kid is now using his brain to figure out how to get you over. ”

"Huh?" Fan Wujiang quickly finished eating three bowls of rice, chewing and staring blankly at the old man.

"Although the martial servants seem to be the first level of low-elemental wizards, if they can endure the hardships, practice hard and hard, and go up to the high level and do not recognize the master, then they also have a certain status.

A rank like Seinfeld teaches at the academy, and the salary is double that of a general elemental tutor. His master Tang Laotou's apprentices and grandchildren are not tens of thousands, but also thousands, and they are also able to speak in the Federation.

What do you think, otherwise who would still practice martial arts hard. There are disadvantages and advantages, and each has a reason to survive. ”

Fan Wujiang nodded while listening, wiped his face with a towel, and patted his ass with a smile, "Master, that's because you don't want to be born." If you show your cultivation at the pinnacle, I don't know how many people will have to look up to you. ”

Teng Taishan put down his chopsticks, he didn't know what he thought, shook his head and said: "Grandpa doesn't know how to drill camp power, he is obsessed with one thing in this life, and he has nothing else to ask for." ”

The smile on Fan Wujiang's face gradually faded. All the while, he also thought about it

The old man is obviously strong, but he is willing to succumb to such an inconspicuous Black School Pavilion as a caretaker. There was obviously an extraordinary reason for this, he had guessed, but he had no clue.

For a long time, he had never asked, and he understood in his heart that the old man did not say that he had his own old man.

"Master, no matter what you ask for, whatever it is, if you can, wait for me. When I have the ability, I will work with you to achieve it. ”

Teng Taishan looked at Fan Wujiang's eyes, and after being silent for a few seconds, he said with a smile: "Grandpa said that you are a wizard who practices martial arts, and there will definitely be great achievements in the future." However, don't be proud, the tail will go up to the sky. ”

"I don't have a long tail. Of course, Fan Wujiang knew that the old man was talking about it left and right, and he was not taking the old man's words, so he diverted the topic.

The old man wiped his mouth and continued: "I guess there will be a change in the academy in the future.

Although Tan Pojun also cultivates the elemental system, he always calls himself a martial artist. Now sitting in the high position of the deputy director of the armor department, this will inevitably prompt many people to pay attention to the martial arts class.

In this assessment, you will come out halfway, and if you can't keep it, the vice president and director of the college will inquire about you in the afternoon.

But we don't have to worry about that, we can't cover it if we want to come out. Although the water of the academy is not shallow, it is nothing more than the fighting methods of several major families.

Half of all the expenses in the hospital are paid by the Federation for taxes and financial receipts, and half comes from the annual offerings of the major families. In the past forty or fifty years, the major families have increased their annual payments, just to compete for a position.

In short, you just have a number in mind about these things that seek power and profit. Anyway, the two of us are in the academy, as long as we live our own lives, no matter how deep the water is, no matter how big the waves are, it can't be as big as the river and the sea outside. ”

Fan Wujiang let out an 'oh' and asked again, "Master, what does it mean to be enshrined?"

"There are sacrifices or rituals in all countries and places in the wizarding world, and there are a total of 9 sacrifices in our country in a year. And these sacrifices have been undertaken by the three major academies for hundreds of years, and those big families will make offerings to the sacrifices every year.

These things will be learned slowly in the future. Don't worry about it now, practice your boxing techniques well, and practice gold and thunder witchcraft. ”

"Oh, got it. ”

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Fan Wujiang returned to the suspension pavilion and spoke to the golden cocoon for a long time.

Babbling back and forth, nothing more than those few sentences.

He's really missing Big Fat anymore. I haven't seen or hugged it for more than a month, I don't have the fat thing to eat on the side, and my heart is still a little empty.

"Fool, you can tear through the golden silkworm's cocoon clothes by staring at it all the time?" Qimeng, who didn't wake up until three poles above the sun, specially floated to the levitation pavilion to make fun of him.

Fan Wujiang habitually ignored the Dead Lich, but it also reminded him that it was not a matter to keep staring at it like this, it was a waste of time.

Jumped straight down from the pavilion, jumped onto the grass by the lake, and began to practice boxing.

"I said, didn't you go to the assessment today? Qimeng asked as she grabbed a sauce elbow and nibbled on it.

"Can we be beaten and vomit blood? Go to the side, and look at it. Teng Taishan scolded angrily.

"Dead old man, you figured it out, if it weren't for me, this kid would have been blown up by the power of the elements by now. How the fuck do you dare to hate me..."

With a bang, Teng Taishan showed a light blue arm knife, and Qi Meng immediately stopped his voice and continued to gnaw on the elbow in his hand hatefully.

After practicing the boxing method twice, Fan Wujiang began to practice the thunder witchcraft taught to him by Mu Xiaotang again. I've tried hundreds of times, but I still haven't succeeded in casting a complete witchcraft.

However, he now had some confidence in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to make rapid progress in elemental cultivation.

Seinfeld's sudden temptation gave him a clearer understanding of his true strength.

Under the competition of pure fist and foot kung fu, he can go through so many moves under the high-level first-class Seinfeld, it shouldn't be weak. At least in the entry-level level, it should be in the top few.

Fan Wujiang made a judgment in his heart about his current martial arts cultivation that he thought was correct.

Teng Taishan only said that he was now invincible in the entry-level level, but he didn't tell him that in fact, as far as martial arts were concerned, he was now able to compete with the martial arts of the first rank of the beginner level.

Seinfeld didn't say anything, he just thought about how to transplant the good seedling Fan Xiaojiang from the broken Black School Pavilion to his own shady Qi cultivation sect.

………

By the time the sun set down, Fan Wujiang was already able to condense a ball of spherical electricity in his palms.

His gold system is not easy to retract now, but he has completely mastered the three witchcraft. The power of the thunder element is still in a state of inactivity.

After dinner, he ran to the levitation pavilion to hug the cocoon.

I hugged it for a while, but there was still no response, so I practiced again while waiting to hear the movement.

However, until late at night, the cocoon never made any more noise.

Fan Wujiang was stunned, seeing that it was about to pass midnight, he said that he would update the status for 39 days, big fat son, how could you not be punctual? ?

As the minutes passed, he became more and more anxious.

The old man didn't encounter this situation, he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, just wanted to accompany Xiao Jiang and other mutant beasts to complete the transformation and break out of the cocoon.

Outcome.........

Until one o'clock in the morning, there was no movement.

Qimeng, who is a good thing, doesn't know if it's an idle egg, so he actually sat with him all night, and when he saw this, he snorted coldly and shook his head: "I look at the hanging." It's hard to know that your golden silkworm is too useless, and you can't carry the 7 series of source energy, and nine out of ten are dead. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fan Wujiang, who was already about to have an anxiety attack, rushed towards Qimeng.

"I'm going to kill you crow's mouth. ”

The two scuffled and fell from the pavilion together, rolled a few laps on the grass, and Fan Wujiang pounced again......

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