My wife is a sword god

Chapter 105 Formation, Bai Lei

Qin Feng raised his head to look at the other party again, the old man was not to be outdone, he chewed the chicken leg bit by bit in front of him, his face was flat, and his eyes were full of provocation.

what the hell is dad going crazy
Qin Feng thought for a while, and soon had an answer.

The other party must be blaming him for being punished to sleep in the guest room last night!
Qin Feng's eyelids twitched, how could such a grown-up person be as superficial as a child!

He also didn't want to have the same knowledge as his father, so he had to pick up other dishes.

However, the chicken legs in the old man's bowl were obviously not finished, so he put the chicken legs down, and the chopsticks drew afterimages in the air.

Qin Feng's fancy dishes were completely wiped out, none of them fell into his own bowl!
Looking at the old man's side again, the vegetables and food have been piled up as high as a hill, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he is gnawing on the chicken leg proudly.

Can this be tolerated? !
Qin Feng took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, exerted strength with the middle fingers of his right hand, and clenched the chopsticks tightly.

Qin Jian'an put down his rice bowl, but also gripped his chopsticks tightly.

The eyes of the two met, and a war without gunpowder was about to start.

But at this moment, Qin Feng put down his chopsticks and complained: "Second Mother, look at Dad, I took away so many dishes by myself, my second brother and I have nothing to eat."

Erniang turned her head to look, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Madam, I have a good appetite today, so I want to eat more." Qin Jianan explained with a dry smile, and took the opportunity to glare at Qin Feng.

"Er Niang, don't forget, Dad was full last night." Qin Feng added.

Er Niang's brows were upside down: "Then the master will only eat these, and you are not allowed to pick up any more dishes from the dinner table."

"I" Qin Jian'an was defeated and could only watch Qin Feng complacently eating the food on the table.

After leaving the hall contentedly, Qin Feng went to find Ya'an again and asked about Hei Zhuo Shi.

Ya'an pondered for a moment, then replied: "This strange ore is indeed rare, it is extremely hard, and a black stone as big as the palm of your hand weighs a hundred catties.

If you want, I can use flying pigeons to pass the letter, and let them bring it along with the medicinal materials later. "

"Then there will be Brother Lao Ya'an." Qin Feng clasped his fists and said gratefully.

"You don't need to be too polite. Jubaozhai is a place for business. I will deduct the price of the black stone from the auction price of Xianrenzui."

Qin Feng opened his mouth.

He thought it was a mutual help between two friends, but he didn't expect it to come down to a dirty money transaction.

"Farewell." Qin Feng shook his sleeves and left.

Wang Xu on the side was puzzled and said: "Young Master, Dr. Qin saved your life back then. This little black Zhuoshi should be paid back as a favor. Why do you still need to charge money?"

Ya'an said lightly, "My life is so cheap."

Wang Xu suddenly felt something was wrong: "It's my subordinate who said something wrong."

"It's okay." Ya'an waved his hand.

In fact, she has been struggling all the time, what should she use to repay such a great favor for saving lives.

So much so that until now, she has not specifically mentioned this matter with Qin Feng.

Qin Feng came to the courtyard of the Qin Mansion. Generally speaking, this courtyard is the exclusive cultivation place for the second brother.

However, the second brother, as a martial arts master, has an amazing appetite, so every time he eats, he will delay a lot of time.

Therefore, the courtyard is empty now.

Qin Feng found an open space in the courtyard, then picked up a branch on the ground, and began to draw the formation diagram Bai Lei needed.

The obscure and complicated array is in his hands, and he can complete it in ten breaths of effort, which is no different from what he saw in the book.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was very satisfied. He was really talented in painting.

But why in calligraphy, it is still um, unconventional?

"This array was completed much faster than I originally expected. If I practice more, I may be able to compress the time to about five breaths."

For such a complex array, the five breaths are already the limit.

But even so, in real battles, the cast forward is still too long.

"Unless someone helps me contain the enemy, or I draw the formation map in advance, and then lure the enemy closer.

Otherwise, draw the formation in front of the enemy, unless I think I'm not dying fast enough
That's all, don't think about that for now, let me see how powerful this Bai Lei is. "

Qin Feng was about to bring his literary energy into the formation, when a voice suddenly sounded from the empty side: "It turned out to be Young Master, I thought it was Second Young Master."

Turning his head to look, he saw a dark figure holding a long halberd, it was Heitantou.

scare me.
Xing Sheng asked curiously, "Master, what are you doing here?"

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "You came just in time. I just learned a formation and want to try its power. Please do me a favor."

"So that's how it is." Xing Sheng opened a distance of ten feet, and said again: "Master, I'm ready, you can strike at any time."

Qin Feng nodded, and began to stimulate the cultural energy in his body, but after thinking about it, he still worried: "I have never used this formation before, so I don't know how powerful it is, and you must be extremely careful."

Heitantou didn't take it seriously: "My lord, don't worry, just shoot. If it's the second young master's saber energy, I might have to be careful, but your lord."

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

Xing Sheng coughed dryly, and changed his wording: "Written saints, attacks have always been weak, and I know it well."

The veins on Qin Feng's forehead twitched. This was a blatant contempt for the saints!
Tonight, he will rectify the name of the literary saint!
Qin Feng took a deep breath, and began to mobilize the cultural energy in his body, which flowed into the Bailei Formation.

It is worth mentioning that the direction of Bai Lei's shooting is related to the direction of Wen Qi entering the array. If there is a slight difference, it is very likely that the direction of Bai Lei's shooting is wrong, and the formation builder himself will be wiped out.
So be careful here.

Originally, Qin Feng's plan was to bring in part of his literary energy first, and try his hand at it, so as not to accidentally injure the other party.

However, the moment the literary qi merged into the formation, it was as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit, and the literary qi in his body was constantly drawn into it, and he couldn't break it.

On the array, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, illuminating the courtyard and Heitantou's face.

Turbulent energy emerged from the formation, and Qin Feng exclaimed in shock: "Heitantou, flash!"

As the voice fell, a white lightning flashed from the formation.

Xing Sheng's eyes widened. He felt the power of the white thunder, and he didn't dare to push it too far. He immediately retreated with a little tiptoe.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth to control Bai Lei, and with a sip, Bai Lei changed direction and flew into the air.

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up above the Qin Mansion, and it was fleeting.

At the lake pavilion, Lan Ningshuang turned pale with shock, she was the first to think of protecting my uncle.

But Liu Jianli shouted: "It's okay, don't worry."

Having said that, she looked towards the direction of the yard, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The literary energy in Qin Feng's body was drained, and he collapsed and sat on the ground like a collapse.

Looking at the ground, the array is safe and sound, but in the place extending forward, a crack as thick as a little finger expanded nearly five feet outward.

Xing Sheng had lingering fears: "Master, what kind of move is this?"

Qin Feng swallowed his saliva, and slowly replied: "Formation, Bai Lei."

(End of this chapter)