Chapter 140: have to add money

  Chapter 140 Need more money

  Hearing Zheng Tao's words, Mo Qingkuang couldn't help shrunk back and hid: "Teacher, there's no need, I can get a title if I improve my cultivation, so don't worry about it."

  Are you kidding me? Asking for a title is like a heavenly skill that lied to me?

   Mo frivolously shook his head without hesitation!

   Hand in? dream! This is what I got from a narrow escape! How much painstaking effort did I spend on this... um, no, how much hard work did my ancestors spend?

  How could it be given to you for nothing?

   Seeing Mo frivolously acting like this, Zheng Tao became anxious.

  The "Kurong Jing" obtained by Mo frivolously solved the urgent need of the Guozijian, and finally had top-level exercises to control the situation.

   No matter what, we have to pry this exercise out of this kid's mouth!

   For a long time, Yuan Jianzong has "Sword Classic", and Tiandaomen has "Zangdao Gong"... Each of the four major sects has a heaven-level kung fu method that does not require high physical fitness.

   Only the Imperial College does not have it!

   This is also the reason why it has been difficult for the Imperial College to attract powerful talents for so many years.

  I have a high talent, but I don't have enough skills to match my talent for me to practice. Why should I work for you?

  In addition, the Guozijian has a special status and is under the direct jurisdiction of the Tianxuan Empire.

  The Heaven Rank Kung Fu possessed by the royal family is a unique family skill, and the conditions required for it to be taught are extremely harsh.

   As a result, Guozijian went from bad to worse, year after year, and finally fell from the strongest holy place of cultivation in Tianxuan at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China to the weakest existence.

  If it weren't for the support of the empress, perhaps the Imperial Academy would not even have the qualification to sit on an equal footing with the four major sects.

   Taking advantage of the Guozijian's great power this time, don't be frivolous and make meritorious service many times, Chen Kong is strong and tops the Young Lin list. If he can cooperate with the heaven-level exercise "Kurong Jing", the Guozijian will become famous and sweep away the decline!

  Zheng Tao frowned slightly. He knew that this disciple's strength was acceptable, but he couldn't afford it without benefits! If you want him to pay something, you must give him enough benefits.

  Mo Qingkuang is not a native of Zhongzhou, and he doesn't have a great sense of belonging to Tianxuan. If it weren't for some accidents, Mo Qingkuang might be flourishing in Yuan Jianzong at this moment.

   Therefore, Zheng Tao did not expect his ideological awareness to be very high.

   After thinking for a while, Zheng Tao said, "One thousand points."

   A thousand points? What about sending off beggars?

  Mo Qingkuang resolutely refused: "Teacher! This is what my disciple got in exchange for his narrow escape!"

  Zheng Tao persuaded: "But you got it, it is also due to the credit of other brothers and sisters for you to contain the cover!"

   "However, I obtained "The Treasure of Nianhua" independently! Moreover, without me, no one can enter the Tomb of the Fallen Leaf King, and no one can get it!"

   "Two thousand!"

  Mo Qingkuang was taken aback when he heard the words, and stretched out two fingers: "Two thousand points?"

"Um!"

  He swallowed hard, two thousand points, plus the previous reward of three thousand, Mo frivolous can have five thousand points!

  Such a huge sum of money is not much worse than Chen Kong.

  Mo Qingkuang was a little moved, and was about to say yes, but was stopped by Mo Fan.

   "What's the rush? You can sell the Heaven-level exercises for 2,000 points? You don't remember that on the exchange wall, a high-level earth-level exercise is worth 3,000 points!" Mo Fan spat.

   Mo frivolous, this **** just hasn't seen the world, so he was brought into the circle by Zheng Tao, an old man, with a few words.

   "But, ancestor, if you really want the lion to open its mouth, can the teacher agree?"

   Mo frivolously thought about it, the earth-level skills are worth so much, how can the sky-level skills be cheated away with just two thousand points?

   But he is still a little uncertain, after all, the person in front of him is not so easy to bully.

"What else can you do? If you don't give it, you have to give it! Let him increase the price! When you are short of resources, the **** training method is also time to enter the next stage. In the next year, you have to practice hard in retreat. To Grandmaster, I will beat you to death, old ancestor!" Mo Fan said angrily.

  He plans to arrange for Mo Qingkuang to continue to use the **** practice method to retreat and strengthen his strength.

  After becoming a wind spirit body, Mo Qingkuang's physical endurance is stronger and his potential is greater. It's time to enter the next stage!

   More resources will be required by then!

  They are not pharmacists, nor do they have full-time pharmacists. All the elixirs need to be purchased with money, so how can they not extort more points.

  Mo frivolously shuddered when he heard the words. The training for the previous three months had already caused him unspeakable pain.

   Now I heard from the ancestors that we need to strengthen another stage, resolutely give up the idea of ​​thinking about the cheap master Zheng Tao, and resolutely implement the correct thinking of Mo Fan.

  No way, teacher, don’t change more things, the disciple can’t hold on to the **** training method.

  Mo frivolously confessed to Zheng Tao secretly in his heart.

   "Teacher, it's not a matter of points or non-points. You see, if I hand over the "Kurong Sutra" to the inner courtyard, the brothers will definitely rush to exchange it!"

   "When this technique becomes popular, his secrets will be gone, and I..." I will suffer if I go out to fight in the future! "Mo frivolously pretended to be extremely embarrassed.

   Zheng Tao snorted coldly when he heard the words: "Don't pretend to be the old man! Do you think the old man will believe that you can practice this "Kurong Rongjing"?"

  Mo frivolously practiced god-level exercises, Zheng Tao knew it from the first time he saw him.

   Like what Mo frivolously said now, it is impossible for him to believe that he is afraid that people will find his shortcomings and that everyone will suffer!

  If he hadn't respected Senior Warlord Mo Fan, and Zheng Tao himself is a person with strong principles, Mo Qingkuang's god-level skills would have been tortured by him long ago.

   You must know that, not to mention Guozijian, even the entire Tianxuan Empire, including the four major sects, does not have a single god-level cultivation method!

Seeing that Zheng Tao couldn't be deceived, Mo smiled frivolously: "Teacher, even if I don't practice the "Kurong Sutra", I still have to learn the martial arts in it! When the time comes, so many people have practiced the same martial arts as me. Martial arts, how shameless I am."

   Zheng Tao was amused, and laughed and scolded: "A person like you still cares about face?"

  Mo frivolous expression exaggerated, eyes widened: "Teacher, don't you know? This disciple is the number one son of Tiannan City, the number one person on the road!"

   "I think he is the number one dandy in Tiannan City, right! Tell me, what do you want?" Zheng Tao also stopped playing around with him, and he is bound to win the "Jing Rong Jing"!

  If Mo frivolously falters with him again, Zheng Tao will have to consider rectifying the rules of his school.

  He looked at Mo frivolously coldly, his palms slowly squeezed out the knuckles and crackled, as if if you beep more, labor and management will beat you.

  Seeing this, Mo Qingkuang stepped back in fear, almost falling to the ground.

   With great difficulty, he stabilized his figure, held his breath with difficulty, and tried his best not to think that the person in front of him was the strong Wu Wang.

   Bite the bullet and look straight into Zheng Tao's eyes, expressing firm belief: "We need to pay more!"

  (end of this chapter)