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After entering the Fu Fortress, Zhuo Bufan discovered that the inside of the fortress was full of people. It was already a sea of ​​people.

The inside of this bunker is far larger than what you see from the outside. Its foundation sunk under the water, and it is nearly fifty meters high from the ground to the dome, making it look extremely majestic and solemn.

In the eight directions of the bunker, there is a statue more than ten meters high. The people on the statue are lifelike, as if they are real people of this era.

Some were wearing cloaks and holding an open book; some were holding Bagua mirrors and looking up at the sky; some were holding oil lamps and bending down to find their way; some were holding crystal spiritual balls, looking for the true meaning in the balls...

This statue with strange behavior puzzled Zhuo Bufan.

Under the eight statues, there were long queues. Apparently different registration locations.

Chu Mubai on the side saw this and said: "These eight guys are the eight hall masters of the Talisman Temple. They each represent the pinnacle of spells in the eight fields."

"The eight peaks?"

"The Lord of Light, the Lord of Strength, the Lord of Fire, the Lord of Thunder, the Lord of Sound, the Lord of Soul, the Lord of Yu, and the Lord of Zhou."

Chu Mubai dictated the eight beings with the pinnacle of spell power in this world. Zhuo Bufan was obviously a little surprised after hearing this.

"Light, force, heat, electricity, sound! Why does it sound like a physics classification?"

I don't know if it's just a coincidence, but Zhuo Bufan is indeed thinking in this direction.

He suddenly felt that this Talisman Temple was becoming more and more interesting.

"Today is the day when the Talisman Temple is recruiting apprentices. I have already asked my connections to sign up for you. You just need to pay the money."

Chu Mubai said to Zhuo Bufan with a smile. Seeing the arrogant smile on his face, Zhuo Bufan felt that he might be cheated again.

"You signed up for me? How did you know that I would definitely come back? And how did you know that I would look for you after leaving the August Building? You tricked me, right?"

Zhuo Bufan asked, with an absolutely scrutinizing gaze.

When Chu Mubai heard this, he spread his hands and said, "I guess you are here, aren't you? Do you understand that you want to repay your kindness?"

"There are only twenty apprenticeships for Light Talisman every year. Look at how many people there are there."

Chu Mubai pointed to the queue directly opposite, which was like a long queue, filled with hundreds of people.

"No, there are only nineteen now. Look how thoughtful I have been for you!"

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Chu Mubai speechlessly, and then said.

"Why are you like my old lady, who has arranged everything for me? And why should I learn light spells?"

When Chu Mubai heard this, he patted Zhuo Bufan's head and said.

"Do you know why so many people want to learn light spells? Because light spells are the fastest and highest developing category among the eight major spell fields."

"You will know when you go in, brother, I have good intentions for you."

"Brother? You are the youngest and can be considered my uncle."

Although Zhuo Bufan complained a lot, since Chu Mubai had made arrangements, he decided to trust the old profiteer for once.

Then, he followed Chu Mubai down the long ladder, and then squeezed in through the crowd.

"Let me, let me..."

Chu Mubai was like an old gangster. Regardless of whether he was young or old, he pushed aside everything that stood in his way. Like a wild bull, it ran rampant and squeezed from the end of a team of more than a hundred people to the first place.

For this kind of person, the people next to him are scornful.

Zhuo Bufan also felt a little embarrassed. He raised his head and looked at the statue of Guangzun in front of him, pretending not to recognize the man in front of him.

The statue of Guangzun is an old man wearing a long gown.

His front door is broad, his cheekbones are prominent, and his face has a slightly odd outline. Instead, he has long flowing hair and bright eyes, staring deeply into the distance.

The eyes seemed to be shining with the light of wisdom, which was sharp, meticulous and fascinating.

In his hand, he held a Bagua mirror high. There is a beam of light, which happens to be projected on the treasure mirror from a small hole at the top of the center of the sky of the talisman.

Then the treasure mirror processed the light to the back of the statue's head. A halo of light formed, looking like a god's halo. Seems extremely sacred.

This is a very clever device that uses light, which surprised Zhuo Bufan. He discovered the breath of science for the first time in this world.

That's right, it's science, not magic.

"Boy, hey, pay the money. It's your turn. Pay the money."

While Zhuo Bufan was deep in thought, suddenly Chu Mubai in front of him patted his cheek. I took two shots in a row, and the second shot was obviously harder than the first.

"You hit me?" Zhuo Bufan said slightly angrily.

"Are you stupid? Pay the money!" Chu Mubai pointed at the beautiful woman in front of him. She was responsible for the registration here.

"How much?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

Since you are here to learn knowledge, it is normal to pay. So Zhuo Bufan didn't have too many doubts.

However, Zhuo Bufan was still confused when the beautiful woman told him that one hundred thousand taels of spiritual stones were worth it.

"One hundred thousand spiritual stones a year."

"What? One hundred thousand taels, and it's for one year. Why is it so expensive?" Zhuo Bufan calculated according to his own conversion method. One year's tuition is equivalent to one million yuan.

What kind of concept is this? Tuition fees are sky-high!

After hearing this, the beautiful receptionist said patiently: "Because you obtained the registration qualification through a special method, we will charge ten times more tuition."

"Charging ten times more tuition, means the normal tuition is only 10,000? This is a rip-off, I won't study anymore."

Zhuo Bufan now only has the last 100,000 left in his ring.

Zhuo Bufan turned around and left, but was grabbed by Chu Mubai and pulled back.

"Boy, are you okay? It was not easy for me to get this quota, you know?"

"You are heartbroken for just 100,000. Look at those guys behind you, they took 200,000, 300,000 or even 1 million and broke their heads to enter the field of light spells to study. Do you know why?"

"What is the most profitable profession now? It is the spell master. They can sell hundreds or thousands of times the value of a spell they refine at random."

"Do you know which type of spell master makes the most money? It is the light spell master. When you learn the skills, you can refine a few high-level spells at random. At that time, you won't care about the mere 100,000."

It must be said that the old swindler is indeed cunning and eloquent. A few words actually moved Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan sincerely wanted to learn the art of spells, so after weighing the pros and cons, he finally took out his last 100,000 spirit stones.

After the beautiful receptionist collected Zhuo Bufan's fees, she gave him a long bronze plaque with a "lower" written on it.

Then she asked Zhuo Bufan to engrave a soul on it and registered his name.

"Okay, congratulations on joining our Talisman Temple. From now on, you are our Talisman Temple, the Light Talisman Hall, a lower-level bronze apprentice."

After hearing the announcement of the beautiful receptionist, Zhuo Bufan held the bronze plaque. Although he felt a little cheated, he still showed a smile on his face.

"Hehe, girl, what about my labor fee?"

At this time, the old swindler Chu Mubai suddenly leaned on the counter and raised his eyebrows at the beautiful receptionist.

"Ten thousand labor fees, you can't miss it. Go to the account office at the back to register!" said the beautiful receptionist.

"Ten thousand labor fees? What is that?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at Chu Mubai fiercely. Chu Mubai looked up at the sky immediately after hearing it, indicating that he knew nothing.

"What labor fee? Oh, didn't I help their deputy fortress master solve a problem, that labor fee."

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Mubai with a scrutinizing look.

"You pulled me here to sign up, is there still ten thousand labor fees to be obtained?" He basically guessed what the ten thousand labor fees were.

Chu Mubai rolled his eyes, shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Haha!" Zhuo Bufan sneered.

"Would you like to hear me tell you a story?"

"What story?" Chu Mubai looked at Zhuo Bufan in confusion

"In ancient times, there was a merchant who collected oranges, hemp, wheat, and animal skins in the lower reaches of the Changhe River. He then sold them upstream by water. When the boat was halfway there, the water rushed and the oars ran out. The boatman asked: "We can't go without oars. Do you have anything to use as oars?" The merchant said: "I have orange, hemp, and wheat skins. I don't know if they can be used as oars?"

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