"Oh? Since Brother Tulong is so interested, I should listen attentively." The King of Daxia gave him enough face. Who told us to be in a good mood?
"Just bet on my twelve disciples!"
Chen Shen raised his hand and said sternly: "Within half a year, all of them will be promoted to the lower level Xuan Fu Master, and three to six of them will reach the mid-level mortal level."
"Moreover, at least one person will break through to the realm of a high-level mortal level Xuan Fu Master!"
"If the ordinary people can do it, the King of Daxia will give me two tens of billions of gold coins, twenty thousand catties of spiritual stones, and permanently exempt me from taxes in Tianqibao Pavilion."
"If the common people fail to do it, they are willing to surrender to Your Majesty, dedicate themselves to Daxia, and die!"
"Wha, what? What did you say?"
When Xia Yuanlong heard this, his lazy eyes, which were half-open and half-closed, immediately widened and asked, "Mr. Tulong, are you serious about what you said?"
The majestic king of a country was so excited by the other party's words that he stuttered a bit, which shows how powerful the impact of this bet was on him.
Was he intimidated by the permanent tax exemption, 20 billion gold coins and 20,000 kilograms of Five Elements Spiritual Stones?
Of course not.
The money and spirit stones that Chen Shen requested seemed to be a lot, but for the king of a country in charge of the vast Xia, it was not a terrifying amount.
What really shocked Xia Yuanlong was the speed with which the Tianqi Pavilion bishop came out!
In just half a year, all twelve disciples were promoted to low-level mortal level Mysterious Talisman Masters. This may have a chance of creating a miracle.
Because according to common sense, one to three stars is low grade, four to six stars is medium grade, and seven to nine stars is high grade.
If all twelve people can become one-star mysterious talisman masters in half a year, it should be possible.
But at the same time, it is necessary to ensure that at least three people reach the level of middle-grade Xuanfu Master and one person reaches the realm of high-grade Xuanfu Master. How is this possible?
When the King of Daxia thought about it, even if he asked the five leaders of the alchemy world to recruit disciples, they would teach a low-level ordinary-level Xuan alchemist who already had a certain foundation in alchemy and had extraordinary qualifications.
Even if you give them half a year, you will definitely not be able to train them into a top-grade state...
What's more, these twelve people are all laymen with no foundation at all.
Master Tianqi Pavilion smiled slightly: "It's absolutely true! Common people are willing to swear by their inner demons!"
"Hiss--" the King of Daxia took a breath of cold air: "Okay! I will bet this bet with you! If Mr. Tulong can really do it, it will be my great fortune. It's only tens of billions of gold, thousands of kilograms of stone, and
What's the point?"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
“It’s a deal!”
"Hahahahaha..."
The two high-fived each other with a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and both laughed heartily!
The matter of the Tianqi Pavilion Master's selection of disciples came to an end with the hearty laughter of the King of Great Xia and the Tianqi Pavilion Master.
But the wind of this incident is destined to sweep across the city and remain for a long time...
After watching the carriages of Master Tianqi and King of Daxia go away, Liao Cangmang sighed heavily: "Alas! It's a pity that brat Chen Shen wasn't there... Little bastard, treat him well next time you see him.
You can’t fix it!”
Inside the sedan chair, the pretty face of Xia Caiyue, with green hair and blue eyes, was so gloomy that she could squeeze out ink: "Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
"That idiot princess was selected, why couldn't I, the princess, even be selected among the first thirty people? It really pisses me off!"
"Three of Xia Yuanlong's ten sons and one daughter were selected! Although they are only teaching the art of Xuanfu, from now on they and Master Tianqi have also become masters and disciples. This princess wants to win over Tianqi again.
Pavilion Master, aren’t you doing twice the result with half the effort?”
The girl's proud chest rose and fell for a while before she gradually calmed down: "Huh... it's just that, the second prince and the seventh prince are not princes after all. Although that damn girl Xia Qingchan is favored by the emperor, she is just a child after all.
It may be possible to reach the master of Tianqi Pavilion."
"Although I am unable to perform the master-apprentice ceremony, at least I still have a chance to meet tomorrow night. As long as I am willing to spend enough money, it is not hopeless to recruit the master of Tianqi Pavilion..."
dusk.
The pattering light rain has completely relieved the imperial capital from the midday heat, and the refreshing breeze is refreshing.
In the spacious hall on the first floor of Tianqibao Pavilion, there are twelve tables and chairs in total, and Chen Shen's twelve newly recruited disciples are sitting here.
On the left side of everyone's desk, there are pens, inks, papers and inkstones placed very neatly.
On the right side, there is a pile of various mysterious talisman patterns, ranging from low-grade mortals to high-grade mortals.
Right in front of them, Chen Shen, who was wearing a dark gold mask, was pacing slowly with his hands behind his back and speaking sternly: "Your first lesson is very simple, just two words, copy."
"Have you seen the pile of rice paper on the left side of the table? The patterns drawn on it are all kinds of mysterious symbols and symbols. They are just waste products with only appearance but no reality."
"What you have to do is to copy each pattern ten times."
…
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Although most of those patterns are very complicated, there are only ten kinds in total. I only need to copy each one ten times. Two hours should be enough."
However, at this moment, Chen Shen's next words made everyone startled: "As a teacher, no matter what method you use, when copying, remember to keep your pen power."
"That is to say, all strokes must be completed in one go."
"And the difference in thickness and size of each stroke cannot exceed 10%. Otherwise, it will be considered unqualified and we will tear it up and start over again!"
"Ah?" All eleven disciples shouted in their hearts.
Only the little princess Xia Qingchan actually shouted out: "Ah? Ten times... there are so many additional conditions. Wow, that's very hard!"
The girl raised her big, watery eyes and looked pitifully at Chen Shen, who was a few steps away, and begged: "Master, I don't want to play anymore, can you please withdraw?"
Retreat?
Everyone present has heard of refunds, returns, and withdrawal of troops, but they have never heard of "withdrawal of troops"!
Except for the two princes, everyone else had expressions of dumbfounding.
As for the two princes, well, they couldn't laugh at all, they could only cry...
"kindness?"
Chen Shenhu glared and snorted coldly, feeling very unhappy: "I'm just trying to make a fool of you, this damn girl is really not training material! It was a mistake for me to choose her..."
"Eye to the Sky, Spirit of the System, you two have really screwed me up!"
No one else would know what Chen Shen was thinking at this moment.
They only heard a cold snort from Master Tianqi Pavilion——
Anger rises and falls, Shen Ba is like a mountain!
The second prince Xia Yuan couldn't sit still at all. He frowned and said to the little princess seriously: "Sister Chan, don't talk nonsense! Why don't you apologize to Master quickly?"
He scolded Xia Qingchan with a stern face, and Xia Qingchan was startled. The girl's eyes were filled with incredible light.
Because in the past, brother Xia Yuan loved her the most, doting on her even more than his father and mother.
Now, because she was scolded for becoming a disciple, the little princess felt very wronged...