Villain: There Are Too Many Children Of Luck, I’ve Ruined Them

"Yu Mo is here too!"

Chu Ningyan looked at the two of them with a smile. Sure enough, the relationship between their siblings was quite good.

"Master." Bai Yumo said hello quickly, and then she asked with curiosity and even a little hope, "Master, have you already decided?"

Chu Ningyan smiled and nodded: "Well, I have been fighting for several days, and today it is finally over."

Bai Feng & Bai Yumo: "?"

Then Chu Ningyan looked at Bai Feng. She did not announce the result immediately, but asked a few questions: "Bai Feng, are you still used to living in Qingzhu Peak these days?"

"Well, it's pretty good. The environment here is also very quiet. No one disturbs me."

Bai Feng nodded, but the house was a little shabby.

"That's good." Chu Ningyan's smile dropped slightly, and her whole aura became a bit more serious, "I wonder if you are willing to become my teacher? Although I don't know the formation, I will help you find it. An elder who is proficient in formations, but...if you have your own ideas, you can also choose other peaks."

Bai Feng suddenly began to think deeply. He really did not expect this result.

I thought he would enter Fu Peak or Main Peak. After all, he still had a chance to get started with Fu Lu. Bai Yumo recommended him to enter the Tianjian Sect because he had good talent in Fu Lu.

He did not feel that this result was decided arbitrarily. On the contrary, after discussing it for so many days, it should have been decided after many considerations.

Well, it can't be because his talent for formations is so strong that others don't dare to accept it, right?

Chu Ningyan did not urge her. Instead, she sat on a chair nearby and glanced at the books on the Law Manifestation that had been read on the table. She felt quite satisfied.

After all, who doesn’t like a disciple who is talented and hardworking?

If Bai Feng is willing to worship her as a teacher, she will capture a few formation masters to teach her apprentices no matter what.

Bai Yumo on the side looked a little anxious. Although she wanted Bai Feng to stay at Qingzhu Peak, she didn't want to interfere with Bai Feng's choice because of herself, especially because she already owed too much.

Soon, Bai Feng made his decision.

He raised his head, bowed to Chu Ningyan and said, "Disciple Bai Feng, pay your respects to Master."

"Okay, from now on you can practice peacefully at Qingzhu Peak. You don't need to worry about tasks or anything like that." Chu Ningyan smiled as she reached out and took out the prepared bamboo sword from the storage bag, "You must also I don’t look down on those ordinary spiritual weapons. This bamboo sword is the sword I used before Yuanying, and it has been nurtured by me for a long time. "

"Thank you, Master."

Bai Feng reached out and took the bamboo sword. Although it looked like emerald green bamboo, it exuded a warm luster and was as delicate and smooth as jade. The bamboo body has a translucent texture, and although the connections between the bamboo joints are slightly protruding, they are as delicate as the texture of jade, making people addicted to it.

"As long as you like it." Chu Ningyan stood up slowly, "I won't disturb you anymore. If you have any questions, you can come to me. If I'm not here, you can go to the sect leader."

"Yes, Master, walk slowly."

Bai Feng watched Chu Ningyan leave, feeling a little excited at the same time.

Although there were some twists and turns along the way, and the sect leader's meeting lasted for several days, which made him feel uneasy, he finally achieved his goal anyway.

From now on, he only needs to stay at Qingzhu Peak to isolate himself from all troubles.

As for why he chose to stay at Qingzhu Peak, if it had been when he first entered Tianjian Sect, he might have chosen another place.

But after learning that he was being targeted by the Son of Destiny, he didn't have many options.

Although his sister Bai Yumo would occasionally give him some luck points like before, but compared to being targeted by the Son of Luck, if he had to fight back to save his life, he would have to be stuffed with luck points. Occasionally giving him some luck points would be enough. became acceptable.

And it is safer here. After all, to borrow a sentence from my father, only the son of luck can deal with the son of luck.

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Yumo who could hardly hold back the smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with love.

Sister, my brother’s life and safety will depend entirely on you from now on.

...

One month later.

Bai Feng hid in the study room and painted with a paintbrush. Although he had joined Tianjian Sect now, he could not forget his old profession.

Formation is work, and painting is life.

"Huh? Someone is here?"

Bai Feng felt that the formation he had set up was triggered. He immediately stopped painting and put the paintings on the table into the drawer engraved with the mini magic array.

After everything was packed up, he walked out of the study and opened the door.

"Brother Bai, you didn't even tell me when you came to Tianjian Sect. I didn't know until today!"

A complaining voice sounded, and it was Lin Yan, Bai Feng's vest fan.

"I heard that you were in seclusion, so I didn't disturb you. Come on, let's come in and talk." Bai Feng explained a few words with a smile, and went into the room with Lin Yan to chat, "Looking at you, you should be Have you broken through to the late stage of foundation building?"

"It's a fluke. It's nothing compared to you, a formation genius who escaped from the hands of a hundred-faced saint." Lin Yan replied with a smile, and then he sighed again, "Oh, even after a month of seclusion, it doesn't matter. I know how many books by Master Chunqiu I have missed, and I will collect them at a high price this time."

Every time he heard Lin Yan talking about Spring and Autumn, Bai Feng felt a little weird in his heart.

Although he has complained many times, he still can't help but complain in his heart - how did this son of luck become his fan?

But Bai Feng didn't show any strange expression on his surface. Instead, he shook his head sadly: "Brother Lin, you can rest assured that Teacher Chunqiu has not published a book in the past month."

"Why is this?" Lin Yan suddenly looked surprised, "Could it be...Did Teacher Chunqiu come ashore?"

"No." Bai Feng pretended to hesitate for a few seconds, and then he lowered his voice, "That's it, Teacher Chunqiu has some relationship with our Bai family, and occasionally goes back to the Bai family, but the Hundred-Looking Saint didn't know about it some time ago. Where did I get this news and broke into our Bai family, so I was affected and came to Tianjian Sect in advance. "

"What?" Lin Yan clenched his fists instantly. He could not wait to fight the Hundred-faced Saint.

"Brother Lin, calm down. Don't worry. Teacher Chunqiu was not injured. It's just that the manuscript was robbed, which delayed the update for a while." Bai Feng explained quickly, and at the same time he whispered, "Don't worry about this." Tell others that Master Chunqiu is not willing to reveal his identity."

"That's good." Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then he looked at Bai Feng and said curiously, "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 the Lin family as a guest, 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."

"Yes!" Bai Feng nodded as if he saw a close friend, "I thought so too. I also brought Teacher Chunqiu's latest work and wanted him to sign it, but who knew that I was talking to Teacher Chunqiu? At that time, I was attacked by a witch."

Lin Yan took himself in, and when he wanted to sign his autograph, he was interrupted by a witch. This was really...

He immediately knocked on the table and gritted his teeth and said, "This witch really deserves to die!"

He swore that even if it was for Brother Bai, he would make the Saint of Hundreds of Faces pay the price!

(Hairy Saint: "Ah!")

"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things." Bai Feng waved his hand, "Has anything interesting happened in the sect recently?"

Speaking of this, 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 stopped yet?" Bai Feng was also a little speechless, "Do I attract so much hatred? Someone can't be deliberately messing with me, right?"

He originally said it so casually, but unexpectedly Lin Yan's face turned serious: "This is one of the reasons why I came to find you. I found that someone was indeed adding fuel to the fire, but it's a pity that I didn't have enough strength to find him. Who is involved?"