Teng Taishan's smile disappeared completely, looking at Xin Wuji, who was still talking about the principle, his hands were folded behind his back, he was afraid that he couldn't help but slash this old thing with one palm.

He's meowing, you want to be a living person!

Steel mixture forging body, Teng Taishan is personally tasted. Wizards who go to the same level as martial arts have to experience this burning pain.

It's just that there are only one or two bottles at a time, and there are half-blood wizards who want to squeeze into the big family quickly, and they have used five or six bottles in one go, and the end is to split their bodies and die.

There are 100 bottles of old things as soon as they come up, why don't you go to heaven?

The good grandson Fan Wujiang is an ordinary person, let alone a hundred bottles, even one bottle can't be carried!

Besides, the steel mixture is for wiping, not for bathing.

"Old madman!" Teng Taishan thought and muttered in a low voice.

Xin Wuji, who had just talked about the second stage of the golden silkworm entering the body, didn't hear Teng Taishan's curse at all, and continued with a spittle: "This method is the work of my Xin someone's life, but unfortunately, no one dares to try. Of course, it costs a lot, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford. ”

Fan Wujiang was stunned, and he was stunned on the spot.

Teng Taishan glanced at Xin Wuji, and scolded his mother from the bottom of his heart.

Although the steel mixture is said to be the cheapest of the mixtures, it is not cheap once it is an advanced product.

If it's just an entry-level one, it's okay to say, a bottle of 350,000 yuan, a hundred bottles down to 35 million.

But Xin Wuji's sentence "the first level is OK", the meaning is very straightforward, and it must be a primary three-grade steel mixture.

A bottle starts at 500,000, and 100 bottles is 50 million.

If this alone can withstand it, the Golden Gu Heavenly Silkworm behind it will be very powerful.

It's the first witch pet, and the kind that can only be bought for the alchemist to refine the medicine has to start from a million, and two hundred is not two.

Thinking of this, Teng Taishan's heart hurt a little again.

The old man's 200 million...

And, even if they are real tyrants, who will be full and look for death?

Spend 300 million to get these necessities, and you have to go through all kinds of pain that can make people explode on the spot, and your life will be in danger at any time.

If you are mentally abnormal, you don't want to die without such masochism, there are 300 million, and it's too late to eat and drink spicy food.

Teng Taishan figured it out, this Xin Wuji either lacked heart eyes, or his brain was filled with mercury.

Who would ask for their own hardships and do such a dangerous thing that may not be possible?!

I can't complain that the boss doesn't give you funds for research, even if your research results are useless!

Spend so much money, just let Bai Ding open the hidden bloodline, and then what?

The waste wood wizard has gone to the sea, what can he do when he enters the door? It doesn't mean that he can ascend to the sky in one step, and after boiling through the three major levels, he can go straight to the green clouds and enter the high level.

It is still up to the individual to practice, and it is unknown whether he or she will achieve something or not.

So, he Xin Wuji is not mentally ill, what else can he be?

Xin Wuji didn't care about Teng Taishan's dark and dark old face at all, and continued: "All the processes need to be carried out in the original energy liquid that Xin has been refining for many years.

In this way, the little brother can avoid dying in the process, and the possibility of splitting and dying can be greatly reduced. ”

With that, Xin Wuji stared straight at Fan Wujiang, as if waiting for his reply.

Fan Wujiang can reply, hell.

Let's not talk about whether the mixture that Daddy has in the wizard bank is enough, he knows the value of the golden silkworm.

Besides, where did he go to find two masters and masters to escort himself?!

Even if you can find it, it is estimated that the fee will not be low.

"Okay, Xin Yuantou, I'm tired. Teng Taishan stood up and arched his hand at Xin Wuji very casually, and snorted at Fan Wujiang: "Xiao Jiang, let's go." ”

Fan Wujiang was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up: "Head Xin, that, Happy New Year!"

He really didn't know what to say, so he thought about it and added: "I'm sorry for you, goodbye." ”

"Hey, this little brother, do you want to think about it again?" Xin Wuji also stood up.

As he spoke, Teng Taishan had already stepped out of the main room, and he turned around and took Fan Wujiang's hand, as if he was afraid that Xin Lao Wei would forcibly leave his grandson as a guinea pig.

"What, don't bother, we're poor people, let's be honest and be a white ding, there's nothing bad about it. The head of the Xin Academy, when it was empty, came to the Black School Pavilion to sit. ”

While casually speaking, Teng Taishan pulled Fan Wujiang and walked out quickly.

Xin Wuji didn't care about the previous Sven Jin'er, he quickly caught up, and stuffed a card in Fan Wujiang's hand: "Little brother, leave a contact information, Xin is welcome at any time." ”

"Oh... Good. ”

In front of the courtyard door, Xin Wuji looked at Fan Wujiang being dragged away by Teng Taishan, and he didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed mysteriously...

Along the way, Teng Taishan greeted the eighteenth generation of Xin Wuji's ancestors. It doesn't matter if he is a festival or not, he is a big old man who doesn't pay attention to this.

Fan Wujiang also gasped when he heard what the old man said.

He also knew in his heart that he would have to spend a lot of money, but he didn't dare to think about the astronomical figure of 100 million.

That's too much.

After completely dying, Fan Wujiang was not too disappointed, anyway, he was an ordinary person, his dream was shattered, and he was still alive?

Just like his parents didn't let him go to the police academy before, he only regretted it for a while, and quickly adjusted his mentality.

Since he knew that Jin Dapang was worth 20 million even if he sold it cheaply, Fan Wujiang was getting better and better for this son.

But he still couldn't figure out why this fat thing was so expensive, could it be because it was so golden and good-looking?

The recluse beast is fed once a week, and Da Fat eats about ten meals a day. People also know how to work, in addition to eating and sleeping, the big fat sells and cutes from time to time, and there is no use for fart.

However, a son is a son after all, no matter whether it works or not, whether it eats or not, Fan Wujiang still spoils it.

This fat man also followed him inch by inch, and slept together. To this end, good hygiene habits are also developed.

Since the big fat action is based on relocation, Fan Wujiang will wash it every day and put it on the bed.

Soon, Fan Wujiang discovered the first advantage of Big Fat, warmth. At night, there is a big fat warm quilt, which is more comfortable than any heating and air conditioning.

………

The two days passed quickly, and on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the deserted Huaguo Kyoto Bulaotun Wizard Academy gradually began to be lively.

However, the excitement is all someone else's, and the Black School Pavilion is still as secluded and deserted as ever.

Fan Wujiang looked at the groups of wizard students who entered the campus in the distance, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of envy.

He shook his head and smiled, shaking away the sense of loss in his heart. He swallowed pine nuts one by one, walked back to the Black School Pavilion and continued to nibble on his "Witch Book - Magical Creatures Illustrated".

Everything in the Black School Pavilion was well organized, and there was nothing to tidy up, but Teng Taishan was still a little busier than usual.

In the evening, the two went out for another big purchase.

In addition to the usual food for Bubbles and Retreats, I also bought a lot of fashionable snacks and drinks.

Fan Wujiang put a bunch of happy fat house water, potato chips, spicy strips, chicken wings, instant noodles, bread, etc., according to the old man's instructions, and placed them on the wooden cabinet at the entrance on the first floor.

While he was working, he suddenly felt that he was now very much like a small street vendor, or a small Internet café owner.

"Master, what's the use of buying so many snacks?"

"Oh, that's what those families usually love to eat. ”

…… Fan Wujiang was a little confused, didn't he say that few people came to the Black School Pavilion?

"Hey, you'll find out tomorrow. Hurry up, finish eating. ”

"Okay. Fan Wujiang answered, and quickly put the things on the shelves one by one.

The big fat climbed onto the wooden cabinet, sniffed east and west, stretched out his longest foot and pointed at the potato chips and then pointed at his mouth.

"No, it's not for you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was licked all over the face......