Formation is considered the basic skill of every cultivator. After all, formation has a wide range of applications, whether it is used to protect the area or to make magic tools, formation is indispensable.

Large-scale formations are not so difficult. As long as you have a formation diagram and money, you can use spirit stones to build one.

As for small formations, it mainly depends on the skill of the person who engraved the formation.

The cultivators were much stronger than ordinary people in both perseverance and mental strength. But even so, engraving a small formation was still a big burden for most cultivators.

First, there is an extremely high requirement for accuracy, and second, one must do two things at the same time, taking into account both the infusion of true qi and the infusion of spirit, neither of which can be missing. Engraving a small formation is equivalent to a surgeon performing a precise operation for several hours in a row, which consumes a huge amount of physical and mental strength.

Therefore, what constrains the establishment of a large-scale formation is financial resources, while what constrains the engraving of a small-scale formation is ability.

Yunjian Pavilion has many talents and masters, but there are only a few who are good at engraving small formations, and they can be counted on one hand. Therefore, although Yunjian Pavilion is a top-notch force, it has always been weak in the production of magic tools. But now, when the small brush invented by Feng Shao appeared in front of Lin Fengtian and Xiao Ruoyao, they immediately realized that Yunjian Pavilion's opportunity had come.

After Lin Fengtian pondered for a long time, he said, "Feng Shao, what are your plans for this small brush? Do you want to sell it as a magic weapon, or do you want to collect it as a specialty?"

Feng Shao smiled and said, "My father-in-law should have thought of the special features of this small pen, right? Therefore, I don't plan to sell it, but to collect it as a strategic material. I will occasionally give it as an important gift, but I will never ship it in large quantities. However, if Yunjian Pavilion needs it, it will be another matter."

Lin Fengtian said meaningfully: "It seems that you, kid, want to do business with me? In that case, I will just give you a price. One hundred thousand spirit stones for a pen. I will take as much as you have."

Feng Shao couldn't help but be shocked: "Father-in-law, this small cost is actually not high, you don't have to..."

Before Feng Shao finished speaking, Lin Fengtian shook his head and said, "The value of this small pen is beyond words. What I value is not its cost, but the wealth it can bring us. With a small pen like this, I can earn back ten or a hundred times in a short period of time, so I am not losing out. As a family member, I can't take advantage of you, right?"

Feng Shao rolled his eyes and said, "Father-in-law, I have other plans for this small sum of money."

"Oh? Then tell me in detail."

Feng Shao said: "Although the cost of this small brush is not high, it is still quite troublesome to make. It took me more than a month to make only these two. I have to say that my ability in refining equipment is really limited, so I thought that maybe I could cooperate with Yunjian Pavilion to develop this kind of small brush."

Lin Fengtian immediately understood what Feng Shao meant: "You want me to hire craftsmen to help you make these small brushes in large quantities?"

"That's right!" Feng Shao nodded, "According to the price offered by my father-in-law, I will take 30% of each pen, and the rest will belong to Yunjian Pavilion."

With the ability of Yunjian Pavilion, the efficiency of manufacturing such a small pen is naturally much higher than that of Feng Shao himself. Unless Feng Shao truly builds up his own power, production can only be handed over to Yunjian Pavilion.

Feng Shao sold the patent to Yunjian Pavilion, and took 30% of the commission. Most of the small pens produced by Yunjian Pavilion were produced and sold by themselves, and a small part was directly handed over to Feng Shao. In order to win over the need to win over, Feng Shao would allow these small pens to circulate in a small range, but would never supply them in large quantities to the market.

It's like selling small pens as arms.

After the two of them had reached an agreement, Lin Fengtian smiled and said, "Feng Shao, Feng Shao, you really can bring me surprises. First, you suddenly gave me a grandson, and then you took out this good thing. To be honest, don't you really consider joining Yunjian Pavilion? If you join Yunjian Pavilion, then the position of Pavilion Master in the future will definitely be yours."

Feng Shao smiled and said, "I am so ashamed to receive your love, father-in-law. But I have other ambitions, so I can only disappoint you."

"Okay! Everyone has their own aspirations, and we can't force them."

Lin Fengtian stood up and said to Lin Xiaoran, "Ran'er, you have been away from home for so many days. Today, you should spend more time with your mother! As for your husband, Daddy still has something to talk to him about."

Lin Xiaoran nodded, and said with some worry: "You can't bully Brother Shao!"

Lin Fengtian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Girls are really outgoing! Don't worry, I dare not bully him. What if he retaliates against my daughter?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several people laughed.

After Lin Xiaoran and Xiao Ruoyao left hand in hand, Lin Fengtian waved to Feng Shao and said, "Feng Shao, come and walk with me."

"yes!"

Yunjian Pavilion was built on Donghua Mountain. After inheriting the assets of the original Tianxin Sect, it has gradually grown and developed over the years. Today, Yunjian Pavilion has dozens of palaces and hundreds of houses. There is a building every ten steps and a pavilion every five steps. The carved beams and painted buildings are magnificent. There is also a hundred-foot rainbow bridge leaping above the sea of ​​clouds, and a ten-mile gallery hidden in the mist, connecting the mountains, which is ingenious. The occasional calls of spiritual beasts and birds make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

No matter how many times he came here, Feng Shao couldn't help but sigh at this rare and magnificent sight.

Feng Shao followed Lin Fengtian, walking leisurely in the Yunjian Pavilion, all the way to the Rainbow Bridge over the Sea of ​​Clouds.

Lin Fengtian leaned against the guardrail and smiled at Feng Shao, "Feng Shao, what do you think of the scenery of Yunjian Pavilion?"

Feng Shao thought for a moment and said, "It's really hard for me to describe it, because I really can't find the right words to describe such a magnificent and beautiful scenery."

Lin Fengtian smiled and said, "We are all family, there is no need for you to be so reserved. I called you here just to have a chat as a father-in-law and son-in-law!"

Lin Fengtian raised his head, looked at the sun hanging diagonally in the sky, and said lightly: "I remember when I first came here, this place was not called Yunjian Pavilion, and the Cloud Sea Rainbow Bridge had not yet been built. At that time, it was still the Tianxin Sect that occupied this place. The barriers were strict and the soldiers were everywhere. Even Yaoyao was unwilling to come!"

At this point, Lin Fengtian's face softened: "Yaoyao at that time was about the same age as Ran'er is now, innocent, lively and active. At that time, we didn't expect so many things to happen later."

Feng Shao knew that the "Yaoyao" Lin Fengtian was referring to was Xiao Ruoyao. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "So what happened later?"

Lin Fengtian smiled bitterly and said, "At that time, I was ignorant of the immensity of the world and always wanted to do something big, but I didn't know that there was already a murderous intention around me. My father had a disagreement with Long Huaiyu in the past and was forced to leave. He met my mother and gave birth to me. My mother is a descendant of the Ling family, an ancient sword-making family. The Huangquan Sword in my hand is the sword my mother wore back then."

As he spoke, Lin Fengtian took out the Huangquan Sword and pulled out the dark yellow blade. The Huangquan Sword exuded a murderous aura, and one could tell at a glance that it was a fierce weapon that was difficult to control.

But in Lin Fengtian's hands, this fierce weapon was as docile as a rabbit.

Lin Fengtian sighed and said, "Soon after my mother gave birth to me, she and my father were hunted down by the masters under Long Huaiyu. Later, with the help of Tianxin Zuoshi Xiao Lan, my father-in-law, I was sent to the Liang family while still in my infancy. As the eldest son of the Liang family, I grew up until I was eighteen years old. But my parents both died shortly after that.

"My adoptive father treated me very well, but I still often wonder, if my biological parents were alive, I would definitely be very happy, right? It's a pity that I have no impression of my biological parents. Apart from their names, I know almost nothing about them. If it weren't for Yaoyao's help, I wouldn't even understand my own life experience."

At this point, Lin Fengtian turned his head to look at Feng Shao and said, "Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. My parents would rather die than save my life; and as Yaoyao and I's only daughter, you are also cherished by us. You are about to become a father now, and you should shoulder some responsibilities!"

Feng Shao said seriously: "Please rest assured, father-in-law, I will definitely treat Ran'er and our children well and will never let anyone hurt them!"

Lin Fengtian smiled and said, "I trust your promise. But with your current strength, it may not be easy to really do this."

Feng Shao was thoughtful after hearing this. He could tell that there seemed to be another meaning in Lin Fengtian's words.

Lin Fengtian said, "I know you are ambitious and want to build a career with your own abilities. This ambition is good, but you also need to understand that sometimes you need external forces. Don't be too rigid and be flexible. Because you never know how despicable the enemy hiding in the dark will be."

Feng Shao pondered for a long time, then suddenly asked, "But what happened in Jiuyou Holy Land?"

Lin Fengtian smiled and said, "You are really smart, kid. You guessed it right. But for the time being, you don't need to worry about the Nine Nether Holy Land. Although the Nine Nether Holy Land is strong, our Yunjian Pavilion is not afraid of it. If a war really breaks out, the masters of the Nine Nether Holy Land may not be enough for Lengyue Daohuang to kill alone."

Feng Shao understood that Lin Fengtian was implicitly reminding him that although he had the support of Yunjian Pavilion, he still had to guard against enemies hiding in the dark. When necessary, Feng Shao could also use the power of Yunjian Pavilion to resist external enemies.

Just thinking about the fact that Jiuyou Holy Land would actually target him made Feng Shao feel a little guilty. After all, if he hadn't taken in Zuo Linglan and the others, he wouldn't have been secretly watched by Jiuyou Holy Land.

Lin Fengtian seemed to see what Feng Shao was thinking, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't care how you and Jiuyou Holy Land became enemies, and I don't want to care. As a man, sometimes you should also be happy to repay your enemies. If you are afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, what kind of man are you? As long as you do things with a clear conscience, then do it boldly! If you encounter an enemy you can't deal with, don't we still have us!"

Lin Fengtian's tone was calm, but full of dominance, which made Feng Shao vaguely see a hint of the style of the son of fortune of the previous generation.

"As for me, I only have one request for you." Lin Fengtian and Feng Shao looked at each other and said word by word, "You and Ran'er must not follow the old path of my parents! No matter what the situation is, you two must be safe!"