An hour later, Bai Feng looked at the people lying wailing in the 'Recording Formation', and then looked at the Holy Son of Taichu who looked refreshed.
As expected of him, he is the son of luck. He is not just a battle maniac, but very scheming.
He actually used the excuse that he wanted to record his moves to trick these disciples into coming over for a fight.
I hope these disciples won’t have any trauma in their hearts.
[Ding, I detected that the host used only a simple excuse to cause infighting among the sons of luck. One son of luck fell to the ground and his pride was crushed once again. I rewarded you with +511 luck points. [How to make a puppet]
Bai Feng: “…”
He didn't know whether these people from the holy land would leave a shadow, but he knew that he would leave a shadow.
Damn you! Why?
What does this have to do with me...
Well, this time it really has something to do with me.
Bai Feng felt like crying but had no tears. If he had known that the Holy Son of Taichu would call the Son of Destiny and that they would have a fight, he would never have mentioned this matter to the Holy Son of Taichu.
"Brother Bai, have you recorded everything?"
At this time, the son of luck who was lying on the ground raised his head and asked Bai Feng with anticipation.
On his face, Bai Feng did not see the vigilance and disgust that other sons of destiny showed when they saw him, only friendliness, concern and expectation.
What had the Holy Son of the Beginning done to this son of destiny? He could even withstand his ridicule.
Bai Feng replied seriously, "Brother, don't worry. I have recorded everything. I will be able to make a substitute for you tomorrow."
"That's great! Junior Brother Bai, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me!" The Son of Luck said excitedly, "By the way, when I reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future, Junior Brother, you must come to me to re-record the moves. Don't forget! If it's inconvenient for you to come to Zhongzhou, it's okay. I can come to the Northern Territory to find you!"
"...I will, please rest assured, Senior Brother!"
Bai Feng nodded quickly. This was the first time he had seen someone come to someone's house to ask for favors.
I'm really curious about what the Holy Son of the Beginning did to him.
At this time, the Holy Son of Taichu suddenly looked at him and asked, "Junior Brother Bai, when can you create the formation?"
"If nothing goes wrong, it will be ready tomorrow." Bai Feng glanced at the kind-looking Taichu Saint Son and silently raised the danger level of this person to the highest level in his mind. "Brother Pei, if you have any ideas, you can tell me. I will see if I can add them to the formation."
“Hmm…” The Holy Son of Taichu fell into deep thought. After a few seconds, he raised his head and said, “I hope to fight in a more complicated environment and not let the enemy appear directly in front of me. After all, if you encounter enemies outside, they will not wait for you to get ready like in a sect competition.”
"I understand. Brother Pei, wait for my good news!"
Bai Feng nodded, he already had an idea in his mind.
“Then I’ll trouble Junior Brother Bai.” The Holy Son of Taichu was looking forward to it. “If it is made, no matter what the price of this formation is, please help me build one. Money is not a problem!”
"No need, Senior Brother Pei has already helped me so much, how can I ask for money!"
Bai Feng quickly refused. He didn't want the system to force him to give him more luck points.
"In that case, I will show you my skills, Junior Brother Bai." The Holy Son of Taichu walked to the 'recording formation' and drew the long sword from his waist. "Although this move is not as good as Taichu's, it is also one of my trump cards. Today, I will teach you this move."
"This move is called Reflection of the Sun."
He raised the long sword in his hand, and as his spiritual power circulated, the tip of the sword seemed to condense a blazing light. When he stabbed out, the sword light flashed like a meteor, bringing up waves of heat. The incomparably sharp sword energy seemed to be able to penetrate anything that stood in his way.
"I think this move is worth the cost of building the formation."
The Holy Son of Taichu put away his sword and looked at Bai Feng with a smile, who seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock.
At this moment, Bai Feng was staring at the system pop-up window that suddenly popped up in front of him:
[Ding, I detected that the host used a little trick to easily get out and learn Pei An's trump card, and Pei An has to thank me! Reward luck value +678, the work of an unknown immortal: "Terrain Formation·Environment Chapter"]
That’s really enough, the system has pop-ups!
This is better than charging a fee!
…
“Life is so difficult…”
Bai Feng moved a recliner and found an open space to lie down. After the system stuffed his luck points into him twice in a short period of time, he instantly lost all his motivation.
If I had known this would happen, I would have done nothing!
Why is he trying to fleece the holy land? If he had known this would happen, he should have found Lin Yan and the other disciples of the Tianjian Sect to record their moves. After all, he was just teaching a group of guards, and the moves of the ordinary disciples of the Tianjian Sect would be enough for them to learn for a long time.
At this moment, Jiang Ling, who was not far away, suddenly took off the book from her face and raised her head. She looked at Bai Feng, who was lying down and idling like him, and stood up and reached out to move the recliner next to him: "Finally found out that Senior Brother Pei is abnormal?"
"Hmm... about that."
Bai Feng replied casually. He didn't want to mention the culprit that caused him to be stuffed with luck points twice.
"So, stay away from him normally. When you have free time, you might as well lie down with me and bask in the sun."
"really."
Bai Feng nodded. If he had lay down to rest with Jiang Ling, he wouldn't have been stuffed with luck points twice.
"Come, have some, this is a specialty of our Yaochi Holy Land."
Jiang Ling handed over the dried fruits in her hand.
"Thanks."
Bai Feng reached out and picked up a dried fruit and took a bite. It tasted sour and sweet, with a unique fragrance. Even after eating it, the spiritual power in his body became a little more active. It must be said that Jiang Ling knew how to enjoy life.
"Brother, what are you doing here?"
At this time Bai Yumo came over. She looked at Bai Feng, then looked at Jiang Ling who was sitting on another recliner. How come Jiang Ling came over by herself after being away for a while?
"I suddenly lost motivation, so I'm going to find a place to lie down and do some slacking off." Bai Feng turned his head and glanced at Bai Yumo, "Want to join us?"
Bai Yumo blinked, then she slightly turned her eyes away and scratched her cheek lightly with her fingers: "It's not good, so many people are watching..."
"I mean I still have a recliner here."
Bai Feng looked at Bai Yumo whose face suddenly turned red - what was she thinking about?
"Ah... well, no, that's not necessary." Bai Yumo realized that she was wrong, and waved her hands in panic, "Well, if you are tired, why don't we go back first."
"That's fine."
Bai Feng nodded. He had already recorded all the moves, and if he stayed any longer he might end up having his luck points drained away again.
He stood up, put away the recliner, and waved to Jiang Ling: "Goodbye, Senior Sister Jiang. I'll bring you some snacks another day."
Jiang Ling didn't stand up, but just waved goodbye.
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