Chapter 142

Back to the dormitory.

Fang Ping went straight to Fu Changding's dormitory.

When Fu Changding opened the door, Fang Ping immediately said, "sell medicine, 100 ordinary Qi and blood pills, 8 for one product, and 5 for one product bone quenching pills!"

"I'll go!"

Fu Changding was confused for a while, and then it was difficult to buy a channel: "are you crazy? Sell again! And how much did you make this time?"

Fang Ping sold nearly ten million pills last time!

Now it's coming again!

How much did Fang Ping earn in the mission?

Fang Ping waved his hand and said, "don't talk nonsense. Will your family buy it? If not, I'll ask Yang Xiaoman and them."

These people have good family backgrounds. Zhao Lei's father is also a Wupin martial artist. Fang Ping in Yang Xiaoman's family didn't ask, but there are at least four Wupin elders.

The larger the family, the higher the requirements for these common pills.

Like Fang Ping, if he doesn't use wealth value, he will consume at least 10 ordinary Qi and blood pills in a month.

It sounds like a lot of 100. In fact, it's the one-year cultivation cost of Fu Changding who is close to the peak of a martial arts product.

"Buy!"

Fu Changding was speechless, but he still let Fang Ping in and thought, "your pills have a market price of 14.9 million, right?"

"Yes."

"80% off, 13 million, not low."

Fang Ping looked surprised and said, "do you think I can't count? 80% discount is also 13.112 million. You directly wiped me a Qi and blood pill?"

"I... you..."

Fu Changding almost vomited blood. Is it abnormal to wipe the change for such a large deal of business?

Glancing at Fang Ping, Fu Changding didn't have a good airway: "the pill will lose its efficacy after being put for a long time. I bought a batch last time and haven't used up yet.

Besides, if we deal privately, you can even save taxes. Can't you wipe some change? "

"Forget it, that's 13 million. You have to invite me to dinner at night."

"You invited me!"

Fu Changding looked angry. This guy sold him pills twice, with 22 million yuan!

And now I'm still giving him a treat!

But it's 80% off. It's a little cheaper than buying it by themselves. Treat yourself.

After thinking for a while, Fu Changding still asked, "Fang Ping, sometimes you can't buy some things with money. I think, you now..."

Fang Ping sold so many pills. Needless to say, he must have lost his credits.

This is only a product. I just met an opportunity during this period of time, which accumulated so many credits for Fang Ping.

In the future, there may not be such a good thing.

Fang Ping spent so much money and sold it. I don't know why. Fang Ping has no family support. If he goes on like this, he will spend more on Cultivation in the second grade. Where can he get so many resources.

"It's all right. I know."

Fang Ping didn't say much. He handed the pill to Fu Changding, who also checked it one by one. Then he called his father.

His father didn't say bad. These are all standing pills. If Fang Ping sells 100 Fu protecting pills, few people will take them.

Both the Qi blood pill and the bone quenching pill are needed by the lower three grades of martial arts. Don't worry, no one wants them.

It was not the first time for them to trade. Soon, Fang Ping sent a text message to remind them.

Balance: 14.5 million!

The wealth value has also increased again. The system's valuation of danyao is about 70% of the market price, with little difference between the top and bottom.

Now Fangping is sold at 88%, which is 18% more than the market price.

Of course, it's not so absolute. Sometimes the system estimates are high and low. Fang Ping's wealth value has increased by 2.6 million again this time. In addition, it has also increased by 500000 just after changing pills.

This time, Fangping's wealth value soared by 3.1 million again!

At the moment, Fangping's total wealth is as high as 15.18 million!

I lost a lot just because I bought a knife and disappeared in an instant.

Fang Ping calculated that he could really be called a rich man now.

The cash is close to 15 million, there are 10 million companies, 10 million weapons, and two second-class Qi and blood pills in hand.

The whole magic martial arts, with their own wealth, are at least those three or four martial arts masters?

……

Back to his dormitory, Fang Ping called home.

It was Li Yuying who answered the phone. Fang Ping had not said a few words to his mother before the phone was robbed by Fang Yuan.

Today is the weekend. It's a holiday.

When he got the phone, Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Fang Ping, are you short of money at school? Why don't I give you some living expenses..."

"What?"

Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't have a good way: "what did you sell me?"

"Cut, who sold your stuff!"

Fang Yuan immediately denied it and said with a smile, "I earned it myself. Besides, I'm also a teacher now."

"Huh?"

"It's just teaching people to stand up. Teaching for an hour after school every day costs 10 yuan per person. Now I bring more than a dozen people and earn more than 100 yuan a day..."

This time Fang Ping didn't scold her, but said silently, "10 yuan an hour? Is that all you have?"

Fangyuan's stake skill may not be very good, but the martial arts thing is one word - expensive!

Fangyuan's stake skill is also instructed by Fang Ping. Fang Ping's stake skill has reached the actual situation of the station. Now there is hope to enter the empty situation of the station.

Wang Jinyang pointed out his stake work.

Wang Jinyang must be like ping Qiang.

In this way, the source of Fangyuan's pile work is not weak, at least stronger than that inherited by the tan brothers. The tan brothers' pile work comes from Tan Zhenping.

Although Fangyuan is a little foolhardy, the charge of 10 yuan an hour is really nothing.

After saying a word, Fang Ping thought and said, "standing piles can be taught, but just teach some basic things. Don't teach others indiscriminately. Others have insufficient Qi and blood. If you really want to cultivate to the depth, it will hurt your body. Do you understand what I mean?"

Stake skill is taught as a horse step, which is to strengthen the body and forge the body.

Can really learn it as a stake skill, that is, it consumes a lot of blood. Those students in Fangyuan can't bear it at all and are easy to hurt their bodies.

"Yes, I told them all, and they also know, just learn to look like.

Fang Ping, do you want me to give you some money? "

"Come on, keep it yourself. I've made a lot of money recently..."

"You made money, too?"

"Yes."

"How much did you earn?"

"Just a thousand."

"Ha ha!"

"Oh, shit, believe it or not, call mom."

Soon, when the phone reached Li Yuying, Fang Ping could still hear Fang Yuan saying: "Mom, Fang Ping boasted that he made tens of millions. I kind-hearted to call him the cost of living. He still wanted face and refused..."

Fang Ping ignored her and said with a smile, "Mom, I called 500000 cards at home. Don't save money at home."

"500000? Flat..."

"Mom, it's only 500000. It's not much. At Wuhan University, my grades are good, and my tutor is optimistic about me. Giving a pill casually is worth hundreds of thousands.

Anyway, if you are short of money, tell me. And, look at the girl around.

The girl is almost in the eye of money now. Let her stop fooling around. "

"You child... I've heard that martial arts training costs a lot of money. If you don't give money at home, you can give money back to your family. Your father and I don't need so much money..."

"Be prepared. Just keep it.

At least I'm a martial artist now. Don't save it with your father. As you know, martial artists are big people. If my parents wear shabby clothes and eat shabby food, what do others think of me?

Buy more good clothes, you can learn a car or something. Don't let dad ride his small electric car again. After getting his driver's license, buy a car instead. "

Fang Ping said for a while. Li Yuying hesitated when he said so.

What my son said is also right. Martial artists are big people. They live frugally, but they wear poor clothes. Isn't it a disgrace to their son?

There was a chat here. Fang Yuan grabbed the phone again and said loudly, "Fang Ping, you really made a lot of money?"

"What do you think? Don't compare with me, you little brawlers, stop early.

I can't compare with your little Treasury. "

Fang Yuan puffed his mouth and muttered, "money is great. I'm also rich. I'm still young. When I grow up, I'll be better than you!"

"Yes, you are great. Remember to buy more delicious food and don't lose weight."

"Always think you're not caring about me!"

Fang Yuan said this sentence every time I call. Eat more and don't lose weight.

"You girl, don't know good people. Of course I care about you..."

The brother and sister chatted a few words and hung up. Fang Ping was suddenly cheerful.

This month, I have been running around, killing and hurting people. No matter how cheerful, I feel a little depressed.

It's much better now.

……

After handling these, Fang Ping took another look at the system data:

Fortune: 15180000

HP: 299 cards (308 cards)

Spirit: 256 Hz (269 Hz)

Bone quenching: 55 pieces (90%), 1 piece (45%), 150 pieces (30%)

"We still need 7 bones to complete the quenching of lower limb bones, which requires 4.05 million wealth value.

I'm afraid my body can't bear it. If so, I have to buy some body strengthening liquid and spend money directly. "

Fang Ping calculated that if the body can bear it, it will be promoted to the peak of first grade first.

If not, buy body strengthening liquid to speed up the hardening progress of the body surface.

Without hesitation, Fang Ping directly chose bone quenching promotion.

Soon, the bones were crisp again.

After less than half an hour

"Hiss..."

Fang Ping felt some pain in his body, and his previous numbness disappeared.

At this moment, the number of quenched bones has also changed:

Wealth: 12930000

HP: 297 cards (312 cards)

Spirit: 250 Hz (269 Hz)

Bone quenching: 59 pieces (90%), 147 pieces (30%)

"When the body reaches its limit, you have to buy body strengthening liquid or similar pills to improve the toughness of skin and meridians."

Three bones are needed to be quenched, and the Fangping lower limb bones can be quenched.

At the moment, it is just three months before he enters school!

"Really willing to spend money to become stronger..."

Fang Ping calculated again and bought the body strengthening liquid quenching weapon. Then it's time to practice some Sabre and stick tactics.

Fengzui Dao can be split, used as a stick or a knife.

"Kung Fu, it's time to practice some powerful tactics.

The effect of basic tactics is limited now... "

……

The next day, the time entered December.

Once again, Fang Ping felt like a dream.

Last month, they missed the culture class, and the school didn't mean to make up for them. They made up the class by themselves and continued to follow the large class.

As soon as Fang Ping came in, other students looked at them with complicated eyes.

The class also knew the news of Lu Kunqiang's death because of special training.

Some martial artists who failed to enter the special training class do not know whether they should be glad to fail to enter or lose. They will be gradually pulled away.

In fact, this trend is already obvious.

Now, almost all the students in the special training class have completed the quenching of one limb bone. Even if there is no one else, there will be no problem soon.

Many other people in the class are not martial arts. Even martial arts, most of these people are still in single digits.

The gap between them and the special training class is not just the number of hardened bones.

There is also proficiency in tactics, experience in actual combat and experience in seeing blood.

Even if everyone has the same amount of Qi and blood and bone quenching, the students of the special training class can win steadily.

As soon as Fang Ping sat down in his seat, he heard someone nearby talking: "really want to reform!"

"That can be false. It really needs to be changed. Now we are soliciting opinions from all parties, and it will probably be implemented in 2009."

"Doesn't it have much to do with us? Even if we re determine the difficulty of determining the product, how many products or how many products should we use? It's mainly because those who use Qi and blood are in trouble."

"There are other changes besides this!"

A student said mysteriously, "I've heard that the government intends to promote force!

In the future, local governments will hold some arena competitions, challenge competitions, national competitions and other martial arts competitions.

Before the martial arts fight, it was hidden, and there were few such programs on the Internet.

But I heard that next, some games will be broadcast live, not online, but big news like news broadcast.

Even... Some people even suggest that life and death wars can be broadcast so that ordinary people can see the blood! "

"No?"

Some people thought it was inappropriate and disagreed: "it's not appropriate. Like our family, many people are ordinary citizens. Watching this program, the family must be worried about us and even dare not let their children practice martial arts..."

"It's still under discussion, but I don't think it matters. We have to practice martial arts when we should practice martial arts."

“……”

Everyone talked about it one after another, but Fang Ping's face was as usual. Of course, there were some fluctuations in his heart.

The government has taken action!

Is this a sign of deterioration?

Or is it to follow the trend and prepare to slowly show the real bloody scene of the martial arts circle to ordinary people?

The network is more and more developed, and some messages spread quickly.

Rather than let those sects mess up, the government may also want to slowly uncover the real world.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

Slowly let ordinary people accept all this and let them understand that martial artists are not so leisurely and comfortable as they think. They will also die, fight and die for progress.

The emergence of various events and the broadcasting of regular TV stations make the martial arts famous and the strong known to all, but also to stimulate ordinary people to yearn for the martial arts.

Fang Ping did not know whether such a change was good or bad.

I don't know if this will work.

But there are some benefits. Let some martial artists vent their grievances.

Many martial artists die in obscurity and die for human beings, which is not boasting.

But they died silently. They didn't know whether it was worth it or not. Let ordinary people know more and make them famous for those martial arts. Even if they can think of them in a trivial second, it's better than dead silently.

In addition, with the holding of the event, some Qi and blood fighters may also begin to change to actual fighters.

The difference between Qi and blood martial arts and actual combat martial arts is in the cultivation of combat methods.

It's easy for these people to change.

"In this way, the lower three grades of martial arts also have a chance to become famous."

In the class, someone said such a sentence, which caused many people's mood to fluctuate.

In the past, the famous masters were the strong.

How many do you know about the lower third grade martial arts?

But all kinds of events will be kicked off. There must be targeted next three level martial arts competition, which is also an opportunity for the next three level martial arts to become famous.

"Do you think that the authoritative list of the next three grades will be released just like the master list?"

"Very likely!"

“……”

Today's list of the lower three grades, because people in the military headquarters occupy a part, and the lists made by several major institutions are only for self entertainment. They are not made public. They are all watched by some insiders.

But in the future, there may be a formal list of the next three products.

Fang Ping's thoughts drifted away, and he didn't know what to think.

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