Chapter Ninety-Five: Five-Rank Spirit Weapon Master, Lan Cangzi!
As if thinking of something, Yang Fei smiled treacherously, and then said with a crying face: "Xiaotian, do you have to pay this tuition?" You also know that although our academy is not as good as the main academy, there are many more people than the main academy, and now the food is so expensive, right, the spiritual people generally eat much more than ordinary people, and the equipment in the courtyard, the exercises, and the spiritual skills are inseparable from the word 'money', hey." β
In fact, Yang Fei didn't exaggerate or exaggerate, but Duan Xiaotian didn't know this, he could eat things or not, equipment or anything, he didn't need it, he had countless exercises and spiritual skills, of course, he could use very little.
"Well, tell me how much it is. Duan Xiaotian is too lazy to raise the price with him now.
Seeing Duan Xiaotian's indifferent look, Yang Fei was even snickering in his heart, "Boy, I'll let you be cross, wait a minute, so you won't be able to eat and carry around." A little embarrassed said: " I think you're also a genius, for geniuses, you naturally have a discount, so let's do it, the accommodation fee is a spirit crystal a year, and the food fee depends on how you eat, this ordinary price, five crystal spirit blocks a year, and the martial arts training venue will give you free, and the exercises and spiritual skills, these are things that can't be bought with money, so this depends on the contribution, and this contribution is also according to the point system, wait a minute, I'll give you a booklet, you go back to the dormitory to see, oh, there are also important items displayed on the college's bulletin board, you can also go and see if you have time, okay, give moneyοΌβ
After speaking, the two fat legs stilted towards the table, squinting at Duan Xiaotian, just waiting for Duan Xiaotian to say that he had no money, but hehe.
After listening to Yang Fei's words, Duan Xiaotian also calculated in his heart, a total of one purple gold spirit crystal and five crystal spirit blocks, and thought in his heart: "This is not very expensive, is this dead fat man fooling himself." Thinking about it, he took out two purple gold spirit crystals from the Chaos Spirit Ring and threw them in front of Yang Fei and said, "That's enough!"
Looking at the two spars the size of a dragon's eye shining in front of him, Yang Fei was dumbfounded, he didn't think that Duan Xiaotian could really come up with such a huge amount of money, looking at the amount of money in his purse, he suddenly had a feeling that people were more popular than people.
Don't look at him as the director of the Lingwu Branch, but the expenses are all based on the salary of the academy, and there are many, many opportunities to make money on this continent, for example, selling spirit weapons, elixirs or something, no matter how bad it is, go outside to kill a spirit beast, and sell it after obtaining the spirit core, which is also a lucrative industry.
As for why Yang Fei is so poor, there is actually a reason, his daily expenses are maintained by ten gold spirit coins per month in the academy, and the money for other hunted spirit beasts to obtain spirit cores is all handed over to his 'wife'.
Wiping his eyes without tears, Yang Fei suddenly felt that he was too stupid, why didn't he ask for more just now, in this way, wouldn't his private money be a lot more, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.
Suddenly seeing something, his eyes lit up, and then he said: "Xiaotian, I seem to have miscalculated a little bit just now, we haven't calculated the tuition fee yet, the tuition fee for a year is three spirit crystals, that is to say, a total of four spirit crystals and five crystal spirit blocks." β
Seeing Yang Fei's hungry wolf-like eyes, Duan Xiaotian suddenly had a black line, and it was rare to get entangled with him, so he casually threw out three more spirit crystals, and said impatiently: "That's enough!"
Looking at the three spirit crystals that were still rolling, Yang Fei immediately hugged them and smiled with satisfaction: "Haha, enough, enough, this is for you." After speaking, I didn't know where to conjure a boxy card and threw it to Duan Xiaotian.
Seeing the card that came from Feichi Er, Duan Xiaotian caught it steadily, and saw the big words "No. 210 Accommodation Building of the Son of Heaven" written on the card, Duan Xiaotian casually threw it into the Chaos Spirit Ring without care.
Looking at Duan Xiaotian's appearance, Yang Fei suddenly lost the little guilt in his heart because of the slaughter just now, and said casually: "School will start in two days, don't run around in these two days, okay, you go to the dormitory first, if there is anything you don't understand, ask your roommate, he will tell you." β
Duan Xiaotian, who was just about to leave, was stunned, turned around and asked, "Aren't I living alone?"
"Nonsense, how can you just come to the academy to live in a room alone, those who can live alone are all geniuses on the Lingwu list, if you want to live alone, you can also wait for a month, and a month later will be the Lingwu Championship, and the top twenty academies will be divided into rooms according to their rankings, good luck." After finishing speaking, Yang Fei stopped looking at Duan Xiaotian, burying his head and not knowing what he was doing
'Ding, ding, ding!'
"This voice is the sound of iron!"
Duan Xiaotian, who had just come downstairs, had a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu after hearing the sound of ding ding, and immediately thought that this was the sound of melting some materials such as iron and jade with spiritual power when refining weapons.
Reaching all the way to the starting place of Ding Ding Ding, the clearer and clearer the sound became, and the figure suddenly stopped at the door of a dark room.
"Crunch!"
"Who?"
A high-pitched voice almost punctured Duan Xiaotian's eardrums, and Duan Xiaotian was a little overwhelmed and stunned in place.
"Bang, bump!"
Seeing the materials in the furnace disappear, the owner of the furnace felt like crying.
At this time, Duan Xiaotian came back to his senses, looked at the sloppy old man in front of him and looked at him angrily, and then said, "Hey, old man, why are you looking at me like this." β
The old man, who was already in a very atmospheric atmosphere, broke out instantly when he heard Duan Xiaotian call himself an old man, and roared angrily: "Bastard, which class are you, do you know that I almost succeeded just now, ah, I can almost refine a five-grade defensive inner armor." β
As soon as he heard the old man say that he was just refining a five-grade spiritual weapon, Duan Xiaotian couldn't help but pout, opened his mouth and said: "Cut, don't think that I can't understand the refining weapon, it's obviously just a start, and what you said is almost finished, you dead old man trick the ghost." β
Originally, when I heard Duan Xiaotian say that he was just starting out, I was still a little embarrassed in my heart, but when I heard that I was a dead old man, my heart sank, and I looked at Duan Xiaotian with gloomy eyes, as if I wanted to see everything through him, and then said slowly: "Hmph, since you can understand the art of refining, can you see what technique I use?"
After finishing speaking, in front of Duan Xiaotian, he kept changing with a very strange gesture, and frequently let out bursts of dragon roars, just like a dragon biting and roaring between heaven and earth.
Stopping the gesture, he was secretly happy in his heart, he was proud of his handprint that was ranked first in the mainland for many years, and no one could guess its name at a glance, because this kind of handprint made him stand firmly in the spirit weapon world.
couldn't help but smile and said: "Boy, just tell me about the handprint I used just now, if you can guess it, then don't forget the thing that destroyed my materials just now, if you can't guess, hehe, I have something for you to feel good about." β
Looking at the old man with a look of pride, Duan Xiaotian snickered in his heart, the old man's handprint can be said to be too familiar with him, when he first got his master's inheritance, the first handprint he touched was the handprint that the old man had just released.
As for why Duan Xiaotian chose this handprint first? In Duan Xiaotian's words, "This kind of garbage thing can only be practiced!"
Looking at the old man's arrogant eyes, Duan Xiaotian sneered: "Hehe, isn't it just the Canglong Seal, it can be used so magically." β
As soon as Duan Xiaotian's words fell, the confidence on the old man's face froze instantly, and his heart was shocked, and he asked tremblingly: "How can you know the Canglong Seal, no, this is impossible, this is impossible, the people who can know the Canglong Seal are all people who have won the continent, yes, it must be so, who are you masters?"
Duan Xiaotian pursed his lips, and then said, "Cut, why should I tell you, who do you think you are." β
The old man didn't care whether the other party's words were respectful or not, what he wanted to figure out most now was what kind of divine teacher Duan Xiaotian was, and the apprentice he actually taught could see his biggest hole card at a glance.
The old man's face turned pale and he said, "Old man Lan Cangzi, I don't know who this son is?"
At this time, Lan Cangzi didn't treat Duan Xiaotian as a junior at all, but a spirit weapon master of the same level as him, although he didn't know Duan Xiaotian's spirit weapon taste, however, he believed that he would never be mistaken, Duan Xiaotian's rank was definitely not low.
Hearing Lan Cangzi's words, Duan Xiaotian thought for a while, and then said, "Lan Cangzi, I don't know, my name is Duan Xiaotian." β
Lan Cangzi's face couldn't help twitching, he originally thought that if he reported his name, although the other party didn't say that he should respect himself very much, at least he had to be equal, but seeing that Duan Xiaotian didn't seem to be lying, Lan Cangzi didn't think so much, and asked calmly: "Duan Xiaotian, can I ask about your spiritual artifact taste?"
"Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you about it, the fifth grade spirit weapon master is level nine. β