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

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"Of course it's difficult!" Yang Zhihai said: "Think about it, even if you are lucky enough to learn it within the specified time, how many advanced spells can you release with the spiritual power of a foundation cultivator? Listen to what Senior Sister Yun Ying said—but There are four words for easy confrontation with the enemy!"

The more Mu Feifei thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

What the hell!

It turns out that the spell assessment is so deep?

Ordinary foundation-building monks, if they choose to learn advanced spells.

In the battle, if you play it a few times, you will be misfired. If you don't beat your opponent during the period, won't you be crushed in the end?

Yang Zhihai said: "If you choose to learn intermediate spells, although the difficulty of learning is lower, it is even more terrible to learn three spells in one go. It may take longer than an advanced spell."

Mu Feifei was silent.

It turned out to be a big pit.

But in order to be in the same class as his wife, he knew that there was a pit ahead, so he had to jump in with his eyes closed.

However, this assessment, others may not be able to do it.

But with Mu Feifei, it is possible to succeed.

After all, he has practiced Chaos Primordial Kung Fu all the year round, and the spiritual power in his body has already grown to a terrifying level.

Comparable to ordinary Jindan monks who are a big realm higher!

Not to mention advanced spells, even ultimate spells, he can release three in one go without resting.

Of course, he wouldn't foolishly spread such things around.

Yang Zhihai said: "Senior Brother Mu, don't be discouraged. In order to support you, I also participated in the bet and bet you to win!"

Seeing Mu Feifei kept silent, he thought that Mu Feifei had been hit, so he hurriedly comforted him.

Mu Feifei raised his head and said, "How much did you bet?"

Yang Zhihai chuckled, "A Lingshi."

Mu Feifei: ...

How dare you dislike me so much?

Chapter 306 If you don't abide by the rules, where can you find the injured?

Mu Feifei said: "A piece of spirit stone is useful? You only earn 20 yuan if you win. Is it enough for your meal?"

Yang Zhihai was startled when he heard it: "Enough, enough, I have enough food for a week. Brother Mu, what delicacies do you eat, a meal is so expensive?"

Mu Feifei sighed, just now he unknowingly assumed the identity of his spiritual chef.

If you use high-grade ingredients, then the 20 yuan Lingshi is of course a drizzle.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you want to get rich?" Mu Feifei asked suddenly.

When Yang Zhihai heard it, his eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded again and again: "Of course I want to, I want to dream about it."

Mu Feifei smiled and said in a low voice: "Listen to me, you put all your belongings in."

what?

Yang Zhihai was dumbfounded.

"Brother, let's not be so impulsive. I'll put all of it in. Once you fail the assessment, I'll lose so much that I won't even have my trousers left." Yang Zhihai looked bitter.

The corner of Mu Feifei's mouth twitched: "How much do you have in all your possessions?"

Yang Zhihai counted with his fingers: "About a thousand spirit stones."

"So little?" Mu Feifei said subconsciously.

Yang Zhihai was a little depressed: "I bought a low-level spiritual weapon a while ago, and it's almost a waste of money."

Mu Feifei let out an oh.

Elementary spirit weapon?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

"I bought it from a weapon shop on Jianlu Island, and it was sold to me by a chicken." Yang Zhihai slowly recalled: "It's interesting to say, that chicken calls itself the chicken shopkeeper, and it seems to be quite famous in the academy."

Mu Feifei: ...

What the hell!

It is my shop.

But Mu Feifei will definitely not tell the truth at this time.

"Junior Brother Yang, trust me once, put all your belongings in, and you can earn a small amount of money." Mu Feifei said.

Yang Zhihai struggled for a long time, and finally said: "Brother Mu, are you really so confident in the assessment?"

Mu Feifei looked determined: "Look at my wife, isn't she very powerful?"

Yang Zhihai nodded.

"See if we are compatible."

"……match."

"So, I will definitely not be bad!"

Yang Zhihai had a black line on his forehead.

What kind of god theory is this?

After Mu Feifei finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Whether Yang Zhihai believed it or not, anyway, that's all he said.

At this time, Xia Yuchan rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are really enthusiastic."

Mu Feifei smiled faintly: "It seems that this young man is quite nice, and he even picked us up. Since we have the opportunity, let's give him a hand."

"By the way, are you really confident?" Xia Yuchan asked.

Mu Fei said: "No."

Xia Yuchan was a little surprised: "Then you still let that young man go all-in?"

"But I will definitely win." Mu Feifei said word for word.

The corners of Xia Yuchan's lips rose slightly.

"I don't want to go to class separately from you." Mu Feifei said again.

"Come on~" Xia Yuchan's tone was rare and gentle.

She suddenly thought of something, and said, "Actually, you can participate in the betting yourself."

Mu Feifei smiled lightly: "Forget it, I'm afraid they won't be able to afford it if they lose."

This is not his boast.

With Mu Feifei's current wealth, even if he bet a little bit, as long as he wins, it will not be enough for this group of people to pay.

Moreover, Mu Feifei didn't like this little money either.

On the other side, Yang Zhihai hesitated for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and bet all his belongings, "a full" thousand spirit stones.

Immediately, everyone exclaimed.

"Old Yang, are you crazy, or have you lost your mind?"

"How can Senior Brother Mu hope to win?"

"No one has done it for so many years, you expect him to do it?"

"Forget it, everyone, stop talking, Lao Yang wants to do charity."

"Haha, Lao Yang, we will accept your Lingshi in a month's time."

Yang Zhihai's face was cramping.

"My God, you're right, I must be crazy," he thought to himself.

But Yang Zhihai felt that Mu Feifei was not like a big talker.

The other party must have full confidence before agreeing to participate in this spell assessment.

For the next month, Yang Zhihai could only pray every day.

Brother Mu, it's up to you whether I'm a dragon or a worm, whether I'm steamed buns and pickles or big fish and meat.

After class, Mu Feifei and Xia Yuchan walked out of the classroom, followed Yunying for a while, passed through the Temple of Fa, and finally came to the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

Compared with the vastness of the Temple of Law, the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws is much smaller.

But it is more solemn and majestic, obviously there are many restrictions around it.

The three of them stepped into the hall and came to the door of a side hall, where a middle-aged man in a monk's robe was sitting.

Sleepy-eyed, unshaven, looking very decadent.

"Hello Master Yunhai!" Yun Ying saluted with a very respectful attitude.

"Girl Yunying, what are you doing here?" The middle-aged monk yawned, reeking of alcohol, causing both women to frown.

Mu Feifei thought to himself, this monk doesn't abide by the rules when he drinks alcohol during work.

No, you can't drink after get off work either.

Yunying said: "There is a new elective student in my class. His name is Mu Feifan. He wants to participate in the spell assessment of the elite class. Now he wants to choose spells."

Master Yunhai stretched again, and suddenly sneered and said, "Another one who is overreaching, then you go in and pick it out, and just ask me to register when you come out."

At this time, Mu Feifei asked curiously: "Master Yunhai, you have the same surname as Senior Sister Yunying, are you related?"

Master Yunhai's eyelids twitched slightly, and he said, "Boy, don't you know that monks have a dharma name? It has something to do with their surname?"

Mu Feifei had an oolong, but his face didn't blush and his heart didn't beat.

Because he knows very well that if you don't feel embarrassed at this time, then it is someone else who is embarrassed.

The three walked into the hall, and there were rows of bookshelves, which looked like a large school library.

Yun Ying asked: "Junior Brother Mu, have you decided which level of spell to choose?"

"Advanced spell." Mu Feifei answered without hesitation.

Yun Ying smiled lightly: "It seems that Junior Brother Mu is very confident."

Mu Feifei also smiled, but didn't speak.

nonsense!

If you want to learn, of course you have to learn from Niubi!

After choosing for a long time, Mu Feifei asked Yunying: "Senior sister, if you choose a healing spell, how will you evaluate it in the battle?"

Yun Ying: "Then there will be no fighting skills, only the degree of healing of the wounded will be assessed."

Mu Feifei nodded, suddenly his brain opened, and he asked, "Where can the injured be found?"