Yun Yueyao turned to look at Tian Yan and nodded: "Our fathers had a good relationship."
"Hmm..." Tian Yan pondered for a few seconds, "I would like to ask you to contact Bai Feng in the future."
"good."
Yun Yueyao didn't ask why, but just nodded.
She was well aware that someone like Bai Feng, whose fate had changed, would easily attract Tian Yan's attention, which was one of the reasons why she came over and greeted Bai Feng.
It’s better for a guy like Tian Yan, who is willing to become the Eye of Heaven, to stay away from Bai Feng.
The tall woman next to her seemed to want to say something, but finally held back.
She turned to look at Tian Yan, smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, Senior Sister Tian Yan, did you encounter anything interesting during this trip?"
Tian Yan nodded: "Well, I went to witness the future."
Bai Feng: “…”
This is a real riddle man!
Would the other disciples of Tianyan Holy Land also speak in this way? You should just change your name to Riddler Holy Land.
As if she had noticed Bai Feng's doubts, Yun Yueyao stood on tiptoe, reached out and grabbed Bai Feng's clothes, motioning him to bend down.
Then she leaned over and whispered in his ear: "It's what we did on the chessboard before..."
"Yun Yueyao." At this time, Tian Yan suddenly interrupted her, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful not to attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao."
Yun Yueyao immediately shut her mouth, but Bai Feng already knew what Yun Yueyao meant.
Is the spiritual vein going to revive so soon?
Speaking of which, the reason why Tian Yan told the riddle seemed to be because he was worried about the attention of the Heavenly Dao, but why could Yun Yueyao reveal so much information?
He looked down at Yun Yueyao, who gave him a reassuring smile.
"Let's stop talking about these weird things and talk about something else." Jiang Ling walked to Tian Yan's side, bent down, put her hand on her shoulder and asked softly, "By the way, Tian Yan, when you saw Junior Brother Bai, did you have the thought of bullying him?"
Tian Yan looked at her doubtfully, then shook his head: "Please don't impose your bad taste on other people."
"But Senior Brother Pei can also feel it!" Jiang Ling muttered a few words in a low voice, "Why can't the fortune teller feel it?"
Bai Feng silently looked away - because you two are the children of destiny!
"The competition has begun." At this time, the Holy Son of Taichu suddenly spoke up. He looked at Lin Yan on the field and asked everyone, "What do you think, can Junior Brother Lin win?"
Jiang Ling glanced at the Holy Son of Taichu and said, "Why do you care about him? Shouldn't you care about the disciples of your own holy land?"
"Yes, you are right." The Holy Son of Taichu nodded, "Then there is nothing to ask. They are bound to lose."
This time Jiang Ling did not refute, but nodded in agreement: "Yes, when it comes to alchemy, who can compare with those guys in Daoxuan Holy Land."
“No, there is one person who can.” The Holy Son of Taichu shook his head and retorted, “Junior Brother Lin should be better than them.”
Jiang Ling: “…”
She silently took a few steps back towards Bai Feng's position, always feeling that there was something wrong with this Holy Son of Taichu.
The Holy Son of Taichu did not notice Jiang Ling's reaction. He continued to talk to himself, "Junior Brother Lin's alchemy skills are very good, at least better than ours at Taichu Holy Land. We agreed to have another fight after the competition is over. It would be bad if Junior Brother Lin lost before the competition with me. I don't want to fight someone whose fighting spirit has faded."
At this time, Bai Feng suddenly asked: "Can I watch you fight?"
"Of course." The Holy Son of Taichu turned and looked at Bai Feng, his face full of fighting spirit, "Have you figured it out and are planning to fight me?"
"No, I'm studying a special formation that can record the afterimages of some moves." Bai Feng waved his hands quickly and made up the excuse he had prepared in advance, "So I want to ask you for a favor. Just some ordinary moves will do."
"No problem." The Holy Son of Taichu agreed generously, "Let me try it out after you make it. I haven't fought myself yet!"
"That probably won't last you many moves. After all, it's just an afterimage."
"That's such a pity." The Holy Son of Taichu smacked his lips in disappointment.
"But if you want to have a good fight, Senior Brother Pei, I have a better way." Bai Feng's mouth suddenly showed a smile, "Although I can only record the afterimage, I can record more people. It's just that I don't know many people, and I don't know which ones are stronger."
The Holy Son of the Beginning's eyes suddenly lit up: "Leave this matter to me, just wait for me for a moment."
After saying this, he quickly left the crowd.
"I don't really understand the thoughts of this battle maniac." Jiang Ling raised his arms and stretched. "I finally came out, but instead of taking a good rest, I continue to fight and practice like I did in the Holy Land. Don't you feel tired?"
"Maybe for people like Senior Brother Pei, fighting is a way to relax and rest." Bai Feng said casually.
"I really don't understand." Jiang Ling shook his head. "Forget it, I'll go relax and have a rest."
After saying that, she took out a recliner from her storage bag, lay down, and took out a book, but she didn't hold it to read. Instead, she covered her face with the book.
"……"
Isn't it said that the holy land of Yaochi is full of elegant women? How did such a lazy dog come into being?
Bai Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart.
He did not have to wait too long, and soon the Holy Son of Taichu came over with six disciples from different holy places.
But unlike the happy Taichu Holy Son, these disciples all had a hint of bitterness on their faces.
Bai Feng even discovered a son of luck among this group of people.
'This Saint Son is quite powerful. He can even suppress other Sons of Luck.'
When he was observing this son of luck, the son of luck also noticed him, but this son of luck did not pay too much attention to him, but looked at the Holy Son of Taichu in front of him: "Brother Pei, we have important things to do, we really don't have time to compete with you!"
As soon as he spoke, others followed suit:
"Yes, yes, the auction is about to start, and I'm planning to bid for a portable array disk for research!"
"Brother Pei, I really can't compete with you this time. Let's do it next time. I must do it next time!"
"I'm from Daoxuan Holy Land. Can I leave now?"
“Don’t worry, Junior Brother. I’m not here to challenge you.” The Holy Son of Taichu turned around and said with a smile, “A friend of mine needs to record some moves, so I want to ask you for a favor.”
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Leave this little thing to me."
"Yes, let alone ordinary moves, as long as they are not prohibited by the Holy Land, they can be recorded!"
"Brother Pei, how do we record the moves?"
The smile on Taichu Shengdi's face grew even bigger, and even became a little arrogant: "It's very simple, just fight with me."
Everyone: “?”
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