Glaring at the little fat man, Duan Lingtian said angrily: "Dead fat man, do you think the inscription is a cabbage, you can get it if you want to?" I haven't asked you for money yet, do you know that just this 'Thunder Fire Inscription', the materials needed are worth more than thirty taels of silver!"

Inscriptions are what burn money. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

Like the Thunder Fire Inscription, it's still a low-level inscription.

The more advanced inscriptions often require thousands of taels, tens of thousands of taels, or even more silver......

Duan Ling Tian originally thought that if he said this, the little fat man would retreat.

After all, even if it was the father of the little fat man, Fifth Elder Li Ting, a month's salary was only a dozen taels of silver, and it was impossible for him to be a loser like this.

Who knows, the little fat man suddenly laughed when he heard Duan Lingtian's words.

He reached into his arms, directly took out a handful of silver tickets, each of which was in a denomination of one hundred taels, and handed it to Duan Lingtian, "Boss, isn't it just silver? What silver can solve, it doesn't matter! There should be seven or eight hundred taels here, you take them all, and let the inscription master get me a few more inscriptions." ”

Duan Lingtian was stunned.

He could be sure that the money in the little fat man's hand was definitely not given by Fifth Elder Li Ting.

Although, Li Ting also relied on him to earn five hundred taels of silver last time.

But even so, Li Ting's net worth is less than 1,500 taels at most.

Otherwise, before he and Li Jie fought, Li Ting would not have been able to gamble with Li Kun with the second five hundred taels.

Duan Lingtian took the silver ticket, weighed it, and asked, "Li Xuan, where did you get all this money?"

The little fat man grinned, his little eyes narrowed, "It was given to me by my grandfather before I went back to the Li family last time." Boss, don't tell my father, or I won't be able to keep the rest of my money. ”

"In addition to these silver tickets, do you have them?"

Duan Lingtian was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, he really didn't expect that the little fat man was still a gold master.

"Hey, there's a few more. ”

The little fat man said with a nonchalant face: "My grandfather said that when I run out of silver, as long as I bring him a letter, he will have someone send it to me again." ”

The corners of Duan Lingtian's mouth twitched slightly, it seemed that the little fat man's grandfather was not simple, he had never heard of it before.

In the memory of Duan Lingtian before, he only knew that the little fat man's mother died of illness seven or eight years ago, and then the little fat man went outside with his grandfather.

"With silver, it's easy to say anything......

Duan Lingtian squinted his eyes and patted the little fat man on the shoulder, "In this way, I will write out the materials needed for the Thunder Fire Inscription for you, and you can buy it yourself, this money will be regarded as the reward you give me, and I will engrave you as many Thunder Fire Inscriptions as many materials as you have in the future, how about it?"

"Boss, you just said you helped me carve ...... Could it be that you carved the Thunder Fire Inscription?"

The little fat man was dumbfounded, and he heard the meaning of Duan Lingtian's words. Tiancai's son is a genius mother

"Where is so much nonsense, as long as the inscription is easy to use, you don't care who engraved it!"

Duan Lingtian casually stuffed the silver ticket in his hand into his arms, turned around and went back to the courtyard and returned to the room, took out a pen and paper and wrote down the materials needed for the Thunder Fire Inscription.

"According to the above weight, one serving can be engraved with a thunder fire inscription...... By the way, you can prepare some more accessories to carry with you, and only one inscription can be accommodated on one jewelry at the same time. ”

Handing the note in his hand to the little fat man, Duan Lingtian said again.

"Good. ”

The little fat man took it as if he had been treasured, and then looked at Duan Lingtian with a blank eye, and stopped talking a little.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, get out of here!"

Duan Lingtian didn't have a good airway.

During this time, he was very annoyed by this little fat man.

"Boss, I'm ...... Can I learn the art of inscription from you?"

The little fat man's fat face trembled slightly, and he said expectantly.

Seeing Duan Lingtian's brows furrowed, the little fat man hurriedly said, "Boss, I can pay the tuition, I don't study in vain." ”

Pay tuition?

Duan Lingtian's brows furrowed, and his eyes lit up.

What he lacks most now is money, although he has more than 30,000 taels in his hand, he knows that once he enters the Ning Dan realm, it won't take long for him to use up all the silver in his hand.

Silver is never too much, especially when he has so many 'life occupations'.

It's medicine refining, it's refining tools, and it's inscriptions.

"Okay, for the sake of your sincerity, I'll make it difficult for me, and spare half an hour every day to teach you, and it's up to you how much you can learn. ”

Rich don't make bastards.

Duan Lingtian patted the little fat man on the shoulder again and said, "For the sake of the fifth elder's face, I will charge you a thousand taels a month, no problem, right?"

When the little fat man heard this, he froze.

Seeing this, Duan Lingtian thought that the little fat man was too expensive, so he coughed twice in embarrassment, and said slowly: "If you think it's too expensive, we can also discuss it again and ...... it a little."

Thank you, Boss. ”

The little fat man interrupted Duan Lingtian's words excitedly.

While Duan Lingtian remained silent, he also regretted it a little, did he set the price too low?

Seeing that the little fat man walked out with the note in his hand, Duan Lingtian stopped him and said with a solemn face: "I know about the art of inscriptions, don't say it, otherwise, you don't want to follow me to learn inscriptions." ”

"Don't worry, boss, I won't say anything if I kill me!"

After the little fat man finished vowing, he walked out.

Thinking that Li Ming would continue to eat deflated in his hands in the future, his heart blossomed.

He decided, to say the least, to make a dozen or twenty more thunder fire inscriptions for backup......

"It's still me Li Xuan who has a good vision, and he knows that the boss is so awesome, and his strength is against the sky, even if he knows the art of inscriptions. Earned, earned!"

The little fat man whispered to himself all the way, and walked home excitedly, ready to go back to get the money.

Just now, all the silver tickets he was carrying were given to Duan Lingtian.

After the little fat man left, Duan Lingtian returned to the courtyard and continued to stand behind Ke'er, close to her body, and taught her 'sword drawing' hand in hand.

After more than two months of cultivation, Ke'er has almost mastered the essence of sword drawing, and the difference is only fire.

Smelling the fragrance of the girl's hair and feeling the girl's body temperature, Duan Lingtian's eyes became a little blurred, and he took a deep breath of enjoyment.

"What are you doing?"

A slight laughing voice, accompanied by the sound of fragmented footsteps, suddenly came from behind.

When Duan Lingtian heard this, he took a step back slightly embarrassed and left the girl.

The girl's face was embarrassed, and her face was so red that she looked like she was about to drip blood, "Ma'am!"

It was Li Rou who came back from grocery shopping.

"Ke'er, don't practice yet, come and give me a hand, I bought a lot of vegetables today, and I will make up for you and Tian'er. ”

Li Rou shook the vegetable basket in her hand and smiled slightly.

"Yes. ”

The girl hurriedly put away her sword.

"Mother, do you want me to help?"

Duan Lingtian asked with a smile.

"Go! You give me a good practice. Although you have now broken through to the Seventh Rank of the Quenching Body Realm, Fang Qiang is a Ninefold Martial Artist of the Quenching Body Realm after all, if you let him get away with your sword drawing technique, then you will be finished. ”

Li Rou glanced at Duan Ling Tian and completely ignored him.

"Young Master, have you broken through to the Seventh Fold?"

The girl looked at Duan Lingtian with a look of surprise.

Duan Lingtian laughed, "My family's Ke'er has quenched the body realm sixfold, if I don't break through again, it will be a bit embarrassing." ”

The girl's eyes darkened, and she said slowly: "Young master, then I will try to cultivate as slowly as possible in the future." ”

Li Rou smiled: "Ke'er, don't pay attention to him, you work hard to cultivate, we women can only suppress men if their strength is stronger than that of men...... If you don't want to be bullied by him in the future, you have to overtake him quickly. ”

Hearing Li Rou's words, the girl suddenly blushed, took the vegetable basket in Li Rou's hand and trotted into the kitchen, leaving only the mother and son with a shy back. The east wind is strong

"You kid, don't be lazy!"

Li Rou glared at Duan Lingtian again before following into the kitchen.

Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, and then continued to move.

The flexible body seemed to have turned into a spirit snake, and it swept quickly through the compound.

As fast as the wind, as fast as thunder, and faster and faster......

In the past two months or so, the talent that Ke'er has shown has made Duan Lingtian smack his tongue.

Although, Ke'er also has the same cultivation conditions as him that are far superior to those of other Li family disciples.

But after all, she is a daughter, and it is extremely rare to have this kind of talent.

According to his mother Li Rou, Ke'er's talent is far better than her back then.

However, Ke'er has good talent and cultivates quickly, and Duan Lingtian is also happy.

At the very least, when you leave Qingfeng Town and go out for a stroll in the future, you can take Ke'er with you.

If Ke'er wasn't around, he really wasn't used to it.

Soon, the big and small beauties prepared the meal, and the aroma of a hearty meal was compelling.

The family sat down to eat together, helped each other with vegetables, and the atmosphere was full of happiness and warmth.

At the same time, the compound where the second elder 'Li Sheng' lived.

Li Sheng stood at the door of the room, looking at his youngest son 'Li Ming' lying on the bed, with a look of hatred that iron is not steel, "You said that you, if you were beaten like this by Duan Lingtian, my father would admit it, but you were beaten like this by Li Xuan's fat boy, you don't feel ashamed, I still feel ashamed!"

"Dad, I've said it eight hundred times, this time it's the sequelae of Lei Huodan that suddenly came up, otherwise Li Xuan would definitely be beaten into a pig's head by me!"

Li Ming was half-lying on the bed, looking helpless and unable to argue.

"Look at you, you're still making excuses, your brother also took the Thunder Fire Pill, why didn't you see that he had sequelae?"

Li Sheng shook his head, obviously not believing Li Ming's words, "If you can't beat me now, you can cultivate well for me, and you can fight back later, don't keep thinking about making excuses, this is a coward's performance!"

After speaking, Li Sheng turned around and left.

Li Ming was lying on the bed, stretching his body slightly and feeling the pain, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said fiercely: "Dead fatty, when I get better, I must teach you a good lesson! ”

In Li Ming's opinion, Li Xuan's ability to beat him like this was all because of Li Xuan's good luck.

If it weren't for the sequelae of his Lei Huo Dan, Li Xuan would not have been able to beat him.

Thinking that his father and brother didn't believe his words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why don't they believe me? They don't want to think about it, how can Li Xuan, that dead fat man, be my opponent!"