Seeing the four golden armor talismans, Feng Wenhui and his wife exchanged glances, and it was Feng Wenhui who spoke out.
He asked solemnly, "This thingI mean this golden armor talisman, how much does it cost?"
"No one else can buy it even if they have money," Feng Jun replied proudly, "Dad, these are the only four left on the earth."
Feng Wenhui's brows furrowed even more tightly, "Not to mention thosethere are only four left? There won't be any more?"
"You can have more, it's necessary," Feng Jun said seriously, "But it's still the same thing only I can get it."
Feng Wenhui¡¯s face became more and more solemn, ¡°So, how much is this, this¡ this golden armor talisman worth?¡±
Feng Jun calculated in his mind that a golden armor talisman is worth about one hundred taels of gold?
One hundred taels is five kilograms, and one gram of gold is more than three hundred. If it is five kilograms, "more than one million."
"Huh?" Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi both shouted.
Feng Wenhui pointed at his son, his eyes splitting with anger, "You, you, you you just wasted more than one million like this?"
"Dad!" Feng Jun spread his hands and looked at him helplessly, "What is money? You don't take it with you when you are born or die. You can learn to use this thing and are willing to use it. This is the most important thing. Yes, your safety is more important to me than anything else."
Feng Wenhui fell silent. It is true that his son has this filial piety.
Seriously, Zhang Junyi, a mother, can accept the facts faster. After being stunned for a moment, she scolded her husband, "You are serious, the child is willing to think about us, isn't it wrong? No, no It¡¯s just¡ isn¡¯t it just over one million?¡±
Feng Wenhui raised the four talismans in his hand and grinned, "This is more than four million."
"It's worth more than six million, close to seven million," Feng Jun corrected his concept, "But don't be reluctant to use it. I will be able to make a better one soon. This thing will become obsolete if you don't use it."
"That can be sold to" Feng Wenhui slapped his thigh in the middle of his words, "Yes, you can't sell it for takeout."
"Yes," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "You have finally turned a corner. There are many things that cannot be sold. This is true for the Golden Armor Talisman, and it is the same here in the Bamboo Forest."
Zhang Junyi's thoughts were more delicate, "Son, this golden armor talisman was made by yourself? Did you just say it could be improved?"
"Well," Feng Jun nodded and replied vaguely, "Only I can make it However, the production is temporarily limited."
"That's okay," Zhang Junyi nodded and spoke loudly, "Your father and I want these four."
Then she changed the subject, "You have been so successful in your twenty-fifth year, is it also because of Taoism?"
"Yes," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "I haven't figured it out yet. If I think about it for a while, I might be able to make you grow taller too."
"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?" Zhang Junyi said with a smile on her face. She is not very tall, only 1.6 meters tall. At this age, she has no hope of growing taller, but her son can think so. She was still quite happy.
At this moment, there was a soft sound in the bamboo forest, and a squirrel more than half a foot long was undulating on the bamboo branches.
Subconsciously, Feng Jun wanted to kill it, but in the end, he suppressed the urge to take action - Mom doesn't like killing people, so don't do it in person.
"Hey, there are still squirrels?" Feng Wenhui also discovered it.
However, there are many mountains in Chaoyang. For the people in the county, this thing is nothing rare. Old Feng just expressed his feelings like a saint, "Oh, most people can't enjoy such a good place, but it's cheaper." Wild things.¡±
After Feng Jun and his parents revealed their trump card, he repeatedly told them to keep the secret secret - "Don't even tell the bastard."
Feng Wenhui's thinking has gradually returned to normal, "This matter must be kept secret, but I think Gazi also knows a lot of things, it's mysterious."
Feng Jun laughed when he heard this, "No matter how much he knows, can he still know more than you two elders?"
His words were actually a bit misleading. Ga Zi did not know about the Golden Armor Talisman, but he was practicing martial arts with Feng Jun. Even Old Feng and his wife did not know this.
Feng Jun didn¡¯t mean to deceive his parents. He just thought that when he got the skills to cultivate immortality, he would just let his parents cultivate immortality. Now that he said so much, the old couple had expectations, and it was easy to worry about gains and losses.
Feng Wenhui nodded when he heard this, "We are not trying to lie to him. When the conditions are ripe, it doesn't matter if we help him Don't say too much about Dou Jiahui."It worked, even the crows followed Everyone hopes you will go back. "
"Are you mentally ill?" Feng Jun laughed angrily, "Isn't there someone who wants to kill crows? I go back and if someone wakes me up early in the morning, wouldn't I be a bitch?"
Although he hated this topic, he was not in a hurry to leave because he still wanted to hear the details and wanted to know how many people would regret it and beat their chests after he left.
There is no way, Feng¡¯s mind is really not broad, and he especially likes to hear other people¡¯s regrets.
"My aunt dances square dance in the White Tower, not in front of our door," Xu Leigang replied with a wry smile, "I just sit at the door occasionally."
At this time, he seemed particularly helpless, "Auntie is my mother's little sister and has always taken good care of me."
Xu Leigang didn¡¯t want to deal with the neighbors in Peach Blossom Valley, and he knew the magic of Master Feng.
But there are still some people that he can't refuse - people in the world really can't help themselves.
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