The Global Era of Immortal Cultivation: I Have a Hundredfold Reward

Mu Feifei directly enlarged it by ten times and threw in a thousand copies of materials.

When the new elixirs came out, most of them finally became mid-grade.

There are only a few top grades.

As for the top grade, it is even rarer, only one or two pieces.

Mu Feifei smiled and said, "From now on, I will practice like this!"

After all, these pills are mainly for sale.

If they are all top-grade pills, the word top-grade is worthless.

Moreover, Mu Feifei didn't want to let the top-quality pills flow into the market at all.

Since it is a business, of course it is better to be more popular.

And compared to low-grade, mid-grade has its advantages!

Here are some top-grade ones for rich locals.

Arranged perfectly.

Mu Feifei continued his boundless path of alchemy.

As we all know, alchemy must be refined by the alchemist himself.

Many alchemists refine one furnace, at most ten low-grade pills, even middle-grade pills are difficult to refine.

And Mu Feifei alone is equivalent to a factory!

The refining is efficient, and the quality of the elixir is good.

Hang and beat a thousand second-tier alchemists!

A week later.

With a bang, his courtyard door was knocked open.

A skinny young man with a dark face rushed in, scrambling and crying, "Junior Brother Mu, save me, save me!"

Mu Feifei looked down, his face full of surprise.

Isn't this Meng Xiaobao?

Why is this a grandson.

"Brother Bao, what's wrong with you?" Mu Feifei asked strangely.

Meng Xiaobao said sadly: "Those two friends of yours are obsessed with my novels."

Mu Feifei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't this a good thing, what's so depressing?"

"The key is that they locked me in a small dark room every day, forced me to write, and beat me with a small leather whip..." Meng Xiaobao shuddered as he recalled.

It's terrible.

Mu Feifei was a little surprised.

His understanding of the two women has reached a new level.

What is this operation?

"Does Teacher Feng not care?" Mu Feifei asked again.

"Teacher Feng? He was scared away!" Meng Xiaobao complained.

Suddenly, a frightened bird flew from the sky and landed in the courtyard.

When the light faded away, it was Xiaobai who was wearing a blue and white courtyard uniform, full of intellectual beauty.

"Brother Bao, so you are here~" Xiaobai smiled slightly, looking very pure.

But Meng Xiaobao said as if he saw some great horror, "Don't come here!"

Xiaobai said: "Let's not disturb Senior Brother Mu's alchemy, go back and write novels."

"No, I don't want to write!" Meng Xiaobao immediately hugged the big tree next to him, and wouldn't let go after beating him to death.

Xiaobai said with a smile: "It's great to write novels, and we will support you, and you will make money."

"Are you right, handsome senior brother Mu~" Xiaobai looked at Mu Feifei, put his hand on his soft lips, and blew a kiss provocatively.

Mu Feifei turned his head, not wanting to look at her.

Meng Xiaobao cried: "Grandma, I beg you to let me go, I just want to be free. If you are not free, you will give me death!"

The next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why is the whole tree shaking?

Meng Xiaobao lowered his head, but found that he had left the ground at some point, and was rising higher and higher.

What the hell!

He was dumbfounded!

It turned out that the whole tree had been uprooted!

Now Meng Xiaobao, with the tree and the man, was captured by Xiaobai, and they flew towards the God of War Academy together.

"Ya Butterfly!"

Meng Xiaobao's screams echoed in the air.

Mu Feifei looked at the sky sympathetically.

He knew that that high-spirited Brother Bao was about to perish.

But to everyone's surprise, from then on, a great novelist is gradually rising!

Later, I heard that under the whipping of the two women, Meng Xiaobao updated tens of thousands of novels every day, and the novel became longer and longer. He gained a reputation in the academy, gained fans, and solved the financial problem of the God of War Academy!

A year and a half later.

The time to return has come.

On this day, Meng Xiaobao was still writing hard in the small black room.

Suddenly, the two women behind them felt an irreversible force pulling them.

In the next second, they disappeared in place.

Meng Xiaobao rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

After confirming again and again, he finally understood.

The two girls really left!

"My God! Long live liberty..."

Meng Xiaobao rushed out of the small black room excitedly, looked at the long-lost sunshine, couldn't help kneeling down, and kissed the black earth.

Kissed mud!

"Is this the taste of freedom?" Meng Xiaobao spat twice, with an earthy mouthful.

At the same moment, Jianlu Island Weapons Shop.

Hong Yu is bragging with Little Turkey.

The next second, the little turkey disappeared.

Hong Yu's face changed drastically: "I'm only bragging about a cow, not a chicken, why are you running?"

Mu Feifei took all three monsters away.

The choice this time is still the soul wear.

When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the private room of the temple.

Teleported out, Mu Feifei came to the hall.

He couldn't wait to look at the familiar position.

really!

Xia Yuchan wore a white dress and sat on the sofa very elegantly.

It is noble and glamorous.

Mu Feifei's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, his wife is the most beautiful.

It's not that I brought my husband filter.

This is the truth!

"Let's go to school." Xia Yuchan walked over.

Mu Feifei nodded and pulled her away from the hall of the temple.

The housekeeper drove towards the school, flew up all the way, and arrived soon.

Just as the two walked into the school, another car stopped at the door.

The car door opened, and a man covered in bandages stepped out.

However, he appears to be seriously injured and walks with a cane.

"Master Bai, I'm sorry." A father and son said apologetically as they got out of the car.

It was the city lord Fang Baode and his son Fang Siyuan.

That Young Master Bai is Bai Lesheng who was taken away by Fang Siyuan.

At this moment, Bai Lesheng couldn't help but quicken his pace when he thought that he had lost face to the City Lord's Mansion.

Can't wait to plug in a pair of wings!

boom!

I don't know if it's because I can't follow the crutch, or if I can't crutch smoothly.

Bai Lesheng walked too fast and fell to the ground hard.

"Master Bai, let me see you off." Fang Siyuan ran over to support him.

Bai Lesheng was in a hurry, and he was talking in a whimper, completely unable to make a sound.

Ruined!

If he was sent in by someone from No. [-] Middle School, others would think he was injured by Fang Siyuan!

Then he, Bai Lesheng, would be completely famous in school!

Chapter 201 Hot-blooded script, who will get out?

Fang Siyuan said: "Mr. Bai, you must not be polite, this matter is all blamed on that bastard Mu Feifei!"

"You actually deceived my young heart!"

"I must make him pay the price!"

Bai Lesheng was extremely excited, what he wanted to express was totally different from that.

In order to prove that he could walk, he broke free from Fang Siyuan and walked two steps forward with crutches.

boom!

Fall again!

Bai Lesheng was dumbfounded.

This crutch is fake, how can it be accurate every time it is dropped?

"I'm here to help too." Fang Baode came over, and Fang Siyuan, left and right, held Bai Lesheng up.

What the hell!

Bai Lesheng cursed in his heart.

At this moment, through the only squinted eyes on Bai Lesheng's face that were not entangled, Fang's father and son thought that the other party was expressing gratitude.

"Master Bai, such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about!"