"Yu Mo is here too!"
Chu Ningyan looked at the two of them with a smile. As expected, the relationship between the siblings was quite good.
"Master." Bai Yumo greeted him immediately. Then, with a look of curiosity and even a hint of hope, she asked, "Master, have you already made up your mind?"
Chu Ningyan smiled and nodded: "Well, after fighting for several days, it finally ended today."
Bai Feng & Bai Yumo: “?”
Then Chu Ningyan looked at Bai Feng. She did not announce the result immediately, but asked a few questions first: "Bai Feng, are you used to living in Qingzhu Peak these days?"
"Well, it's pretty good. The environment here is very quiet and no one disturbs me."
Bai Feng nodded, it’s just that the house is a little simple.
"That's good." Chu Ningyan's smile faded slightly, and her whole demeanor became a little more serious. "I wonder if you are willing to take me as your master? Although I don't understand formations, I will help you find an elder who is proficient in formations. However... if you have your own ideas, you can also choose other peaks."
Bai Feng fell into deep thought. He really didn’t expect this result.
He originally thought that he would enter the Talisman Peak or the Main Peak. After all, he still had a talisman to learn. Bai Yumo recommended him to join the Tianjian Sect because he had a good talent for talismans.
He did not think that the result was decided randomly. On the contrary, after so many days of discussion, it must have been decided after considering many factors.
Well, it can’t be that the reason why others don’t dare to recruit him is because his talent in formation is too strong, right?
Chu Ningyan did not urge him, but sat on a chair beside him, glanced at the books on formations that had been flipped through on the table, and felt quite satisfied.
After all, who doesn’t like a disciple who is talented and hardworking?
If Bai Feng was willing to be her disciple, she would definitely capture a few formation masters to teach her as a disciple.
Bai Yumo on the side, on the contrary, looked a little anxious. Although she really wanted Bai Feng to stay in Qingzhu Peak, she did not want to interfere with Bai Feng's choice because of herself, especially since she owed him too much.
Soon, Bai Feng made a decision.
He raised his head, bowed to Chu Ningyan and said, "Disciple Bai Feng, I pay my respects to the Master."
"Okay, from now on you can practice peacefully in Qingzhu Peak, and you don't need to worry about the missions." Chu Ningyan smiled and took out the prepared bamboo sword from the storage bag. "I guess you don't like those ordinary spiritual weapons. This bamboo sword is the sword I used before I reached the Nascent Soul stage. I have nurtured it for a long time."
"Thank you, Master."
Bai Feng reached out to take the bamboo sword. Although it was made of emerald green bamboo, it exuded a warm luster and was as delicate and smooth as jade. The bamboo body had a translucent texture, and although the joints between the bamboo nodes were slightly raised, they were as delicate as jade textures, making people love it.
"As long as you like it." Chu Ningyan slowly stood up, "I won't bother you anymore. If you have any questions, you can come to me. If I'm not here, you can go find the sect master."
"Yes, Master, take care."
Bai Feng watched Chu Ningyan leave, feeling faintly excited at the same time.
Although there were some twists and turns along the way, and the sect leader had been in a meeting for several days, which made him nervous, but no matter what, his goal was finally achieved.
From now on, he only needs to stay in Qingzhu Peak and isolate himself from all troubles.
As for why he chose to stay in Qingzhu Peak, if he had just entered the Tianjian Sect, he might have chosen some other place.
But after learning that he was being targeted by the Son of Destiny, he didn't have many choices.
Although his sister Bai Yumo would occasionally give him some luck points like before, compared to being targeted by the Son of Luck and having to be given luck points in order to fight back to save his life, giving him some luck points occasionally became acceptable.
And it is also safer here. After all, to borrow a phrase from my father, only a son of luck can deal with a son of luck.
Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Yumo, who was almost unable to hold back a smile on her face, and his eyes were suddenly filled with kindness.
Sister, from now on your brother’s life and safety depends on you.
…
One month later.
Bai Feng hid in the study room, painting with a paintbrush. Although he has now joined the Tianjian Sect, he cannot forget his old profession.
Formation is work, painting is life.
"Hmm? Someone's coming?"
Bai Feng felt that the formation he had set up was triggered, so he immediately stopped painting and put the painting on the table into the drawer engraved with a mini magic formation.
After packing everything up, he walked out of the study and opened the door.
"Brother Bai, you didn't even tell me you were coming to the Tianjian Sect, and I only found out today!"
A complaining voice was heard, and it was from Bai Feng's pseudonymous fan Lin Yan.
"I heard that you were in seclusion, so I didn't disturb you. Come, let's go in and talk." Bai Feng explained with a smile, and went into the house with Lin Yan to chat. "Looking at your appearance, you should have broken through to the late stage of foundation building, right?"
"It was just luck, but it's nothing compared to you, a genius in formations, escaping from the hands of the Saint of Hundred Appearances." Lin Yan replied with a smile, and then he sighed, "Alas, I have been in seclusion for a month, and I don't know how many books of Master Chunqiu I have missed. I have to pay a high price again this time."
Every time Bai Feng heard Lin Yan talking about Spring and Autumn, he felt a little strange in his heart.
Even though he had complained about it many times, he still couldn't help but complain in his heart - how did this lucky guy become his fan?
But Bai Feng didn't show any strange expression on his face. Instead, he shook his head with some sadness: "Brother Lin, you can rest assured about this. Teacher Chunqiu has not published a book in the past month."
"Why is this?" Lin Yan was suddenly surprised, "Could it be... Could it be that Teacher Chunqiu has come ashore?"
"No." Bai Feng pretended to hesitate for a few seconds, then he lowered his voice, "It's like this, Teacher Chunqiu has some relationship with our Bai family, and he would occasionally go back to the Bai family, but some time ago, the Saint of Baimao got the news from somewhere and broke into our Bai family, so I was affected and rushed to Tianjian Sect in advance."
"What?" Lin Yan clenched his fists instantly. He really wanted to fight to the death with the Saint of a Hundred Appearances.
"Brother Lin, calm down. Don't worry. Teacher Chunqiu was not injured. It's just that his manuscript was stolen, so it has been delayed for some time." Bai Feng explained quickly, and at the same time he whispered, "Don't tell anyone about this. Master Chunqiu doesn't want to reveal his identity."
"That's good." Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Bai Feng curiously and asked, "By the way, how did you get affected? I heard that you were almost captured by the witch."
"Don't mention it." Bai Feng sighed immediately, "Let me ask you, if Teacher Chunqiu came to visit the Lin family, what would you do?"
Lin Yan suddenly looked thoughtful: "I should find a way to meet Teacher Chunqiu and tell him that I am his fan."
"That's right!" Bai Feng nodded as if he had found a soulmate. "I thought so too. I brought Mr. Chunqiu's latest work and wanted him to sign it. But who knew that I was attacked by a demon girl while talking to Mr. Chunqiu."
Lin Yan brought himself in, and was interrupted by the witch when he was asking for an autograph. This was really...
He immediately banged the table and said through gritted teeth: "This witch really deserves to die!"
He swore that even for Brother Bai, he would make the Saint of Bai Mao pay the price!
(The Saint of a Hundred Faces: “A-choo!”)
"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things." Bai Feng waved his hand, "Has anything interesting happened in the sect recently?"
At this point, a gloating smile suddenly appeared on Lin Yan's face: "Except for some people shouting 'break into Qingzhu Peak, save Senior Sister Bai, and capture Bai Feng alive', there is really nothing interesting."
"This group of people haven't calmed down yet?" Bai Feng was also a little speechless, "Do I attract so much hatred? Could it be that someone is deliberately messing with me?"
He had just said this casually, but Lin Yan's expression turned serious unexpectedly: "This is one of the reasons why I came to you. I found that someone was indeed fanning the flames of this matter. It's a pity that I'm not strong enough to find out who the person is."
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