Chapter 226 The Son of Luck
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Wo Yu Cheng Feng
In the depths of the vast sea desert, amidst the sky full of yellow sand, a caravan is slowly advancing in the middle of the yellow sand.
More than a thousand meters behind the caravan, a young man in cloth clothes and holding a long steel sword hangs far behind the caravan, heading towards Baoquan Oasis hundreds of miles away.
The boy's name is Zhang Yan, and he is an ordinary adventurer on Baoquan Oasis.
The reason why it hangs far behind the caravan is that it wants to go with the caravan and use the power of the caravan to avoid the attacks of sand robbers and desert beasts.
"I have already earned ten fairy stones. As long as I return to Baoquan Oasis, I can buy healing pills to cure my sister's illness!"
Zhang Yan glanced at the ten fairy stones on his body, and whispered to himself with excitement and anticipation.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
At this moment, crisp and clear sounds of breaking through the air resounded from the yellow sand on both sides of the caravan.
A famous sand thief jumped out of the yellow sand, drew his bow like a full moon, and poured sharp arrows towards the caravan, easily shooting a famous caravan guard and servant to death on the spot.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Following the sound of angry voices, the caravan guards and servants reacted quickly, relying on the caravan's carriage to form a circular defensive circle, trying to resist the attack of the sand bandits.
"Kill them all!"
At this time, the leader of the Sand Pirates waved his saber, pointed at the caravan in a circle, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he ordered loudly.
kill!kill!kill!
Following the order of the leader of the sand bandits, a famous sand bandit rode a steed, waved a scimitar in his hand, and rushed straight to the defensive circle surrounded by the caravan.
Facing the ferocious attack of the sand bandits, the guards in the caravan immediately raised their weapons and tried their best to resist the sand bandits' attack, making it impossible for them to break through the circular defense circle.
"Although there are quite a few immortals in the fairyland, most of them are ordinary monks in the real fairyland.
These ordinary monks under the real fairyland, like the mortals on the Tianwu Continent, can only live at the bottom of the society and live an ordinary life!
At the same time, these ordinary monks under the real fairyland will fight fiercely and fiercely in order to compete for wealth, territory and other cultivation resources, which is not much different from ordinary people! "
Seeing the action of the sand bandits attacking the caravan below, Yang Feng, who was suspended in the sky, sighed softly involuntarily.
After sighing with emotion, Yang Feng waved his hand, and a series of sharp sword lights condensed on his side, with a sharp edge, slashed towards the sand robbers.
boom! boom! boom!
Amidst clear and crisp sounds, more than a thousand sand robbers were killed by the sharp sword light, and turned into countless flesh and blood fragments, scattered on the yellow sand.
"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"
Seeing this scene, the guards and servants in the caravan were overjoyed, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to where Yang Feng was.
"If only I could become a fairy teacher!"
"If I can become an immortal teacher, I won't be bullied by others, and I can take good care of my sister, so that she can live a life of luxury!"
Looking at Yang Feng in the sky and Zhang Yan who was more than a thousand meters away from the caravan, a look of envy flashed in his eyes, and he muttered softly involuntarily.
At this time, Yang Feng, who was about to leave, suddenly felt a move in his heart, and looked at Zhang Yan involuntarily.
All I saw were bright golden lights appearing above Zhang Yan's head.
A powerful dragon of luck hovered over Zhang Yan's head.
"What a powerful force of luck! This is a sign of a son of luck!"
Seeing the dragon of luck above Zhang Yan's head, Yang Feng couldn't help but softly sighed.
Amidst the sound of emotion, Yang Feng flickered, disappeared in place, appeared in front of Zhang Yan and said, "Young man, what's your name?"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhang Yan quickly responded: "Return to Immortal Master, my name is Zhang Yan!"
"Zhang Yan, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
Accepting the son of luck as an apprentice can share the power of the son of luck.
Under the effect of the ten thousand times return system, the power of luck that Yang Feng obtained can directly surpass the son of luck.
And this is why Yang Feng took the initiative to accept Zhang Yan as his apprentice.
Of course, Zhang Yan's character is also very good.
Otherwise, Yang Feng would rather kill him and plunder his luck than accept him as a disciple.
"Master Immortal, if I take you as my teacher, must I follow by your side?"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhang Yan was overjoyed at first, and then asked Yang Feng solemnly.
"You don't have to follow me!"
"After all, cultivation is a personal matter, and others can't help too much!"
"After I accept you as an apprentice, I will teach you some exercises and supernatural powers, give you some treasures, accompany and teach you for a period of time, and then you will have to cultivate by yourself!"
Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
"Master is here, please accept the disciples!"
As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Zhang Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yang Feng.
"Get up! My teacher is Yang Feng, a disciple of the Promise Sect, one of the Four Great Sacred Grounds of the human race!"
"From today onwards, you are a disciple of our Wuji Sect!"
"This is your identity token. After you cultivate to the real fairyland, you can take this identity token and formally join the Promise Sect!"
Seeing Zhang Yan kowtowing to him, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
While speaking, with a thought, Yang Feng took out some materials from the interspatial ring, refined it into a token, and handed it to Zhang Yan.
"Yes, Master!"
Zhang Yan took the identity token and responded respectfully before standing up, waiting for Yang Feng's order.
"It's really enviable that Zhang Yan was accepted as an apprentice by Master Immortal Master!"
"Zhang Yan's talent is not very strong, how could he be favored by Master Xianshi?"
"Zhang Yan really had shit luck, and was actually taken by the Master Immortal Master!"
"With Master Immortal as the backer, Zhang Yan can walk sideways in our Baoquan Oasis in the future!"
",,,,,"
The caravan guards and servants not far away heard the conversation between Yang Feng and Zhang Yan, and exclaimed involuntarily, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.
"Teacher, I'll take you home first, and I'm teaching you some exercises and supernatural powers!"
Hearing the exclamation of the caravan guards and servants not far away, Yang Feng smiled slightly, not paying attention, said something to Zhang Yan, then waved his hand, rolled up Zhang Yan, turned into a stream of light, and flew hundreds of miles away. The Baoquan oasis outside flew away.
More than a thousand meters behind the caravan, a young man in cloth clothes and holding a long steel sword hangs far behind the caravan, heading towards Baoquan Oasis hundreds of miles away.
The boy's name is Zhang Yan, and he is an ordinary adventurer on Baoquan Oasis.
The reason why it hangs far behind the caravan is that it wants to go with the caravan and use the power of the caravan to avoid the attacks of sand robbers and desert beasts.
"I have already earned ten fairy stones. As long as I return to Baoquan Oasis, I can buy healing pills to cure my sister's illness!"
Zhang Yan glanced at the ten fairy stones on his body, and whispered to himself with excitement and anticipation.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
At this moment, crisp and clear sounds of breaking through the air resounded from the yellow sand on both sides of the caravan.
A famous sand thief jumped out of the yellow sand, drew his bow like a full moon, and poured sharp arrows towards the caravan, easily shooting a famous caravan guard and servant to death on the spot.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Following the sound of angry voices, the caravan guards and servants reacted quickly, relying on the caravan's carriage to form a circular defensive circle, trying to resist the attack of the sand bandits.
"Kill them all!"
At this time, the leader of the Sand Pirates waved his saber, pointed at the caravan in a circle, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he ordered loudly.
kill!kill!kill!
Following the order of the leader of the sand bandits, a famous sand bandit rode a steed, waved a scimitar in his hand, and rushed straight to the defensive circle surrounded by the caravan.
Facing the ferocious attack of the sand bandits, the guards in the caravan immediately raised their weapons and tried their best to resist the sand bandits' attack, making it impossible for them to break through the circular defense circle.
"Although there are quite a few immortals in the fairyland, most of them are ordinary monks in the real fairyland.
These ordinary monks under the real fairyland, like the mortals on the Tianwu Continent, can only live at the bottom of the society and live an ordinary life!
At the same time, these ordinary monks under the real fairyland will fight fiercely and fiercely in order to compete for wealth, territory and other cultivation resources, which is not much different from ordinary people! "
Seeing the action of the sand bandits attacking the caravan below, Yang Feng, who was suspended in the sky, sighed softly involuntarily.
After sighing with emotion, Yang Feng waved his hand, and a series of sharp sword lights condensed on his side, with a sharp edge, slashed towards the sand robbers.
boom! boom! boom!
Amidst clear and crisp sounds, more than a thousand sand robbers were killed by the sharp sword light, and turned into countless flesh and blood fragments, scattered on the yellow sand.
"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"
Seeing this scene, the guards and servants in the caravan were overjoyed, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to where Yang Feng was.
"If only I could become a fairy teacher!"
"If I can become an immortal teacher, I won't be bullied by others, and I can take good care of my sister, so that she can live a life of luxury!"
Looking at Yang Feng in the sky and Zhang Yan who was more than a thousand meters away from the caravan, a look of envy flashed in his eyes, and he muttered softly involuntarily.
At this time, Yang Feng, who was about to leave, suddenly felt a move in his heart, and looked at Zhang Yan involuntarily.
All I saw were bright golden lights appearing above Zhang Yan's head.
A powerful dragon of luck hovered over Zhang Yan's head.
"What a powerful force of luck! This is a sign of a son of luck!"
Seeing the dragon of luck above Zhang Yan's head, Yang Feng couldn't help but softly sighed.
Amidst the sound of emotion, Yang Feng flickered, disappeared in place, appeared in front of Zhang Yan and said, "Young man, what's your name?"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhang Yan quickly responded: "Return to Immortal Master, my name is Zhang Yan!"
"Zhang Yan, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
As soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
Accepting the son of luck as an apprentice can share the power of the son of luck.
Under the effect of the ten thousand times return system, the power of luck that Yang Feng obtained can directly surpass the son of luck.
And this is why Yang Feng took the initiative to accept Zhang Yan as his apprentice.
Of course, Zhang Yan's character is also very good.
Otherwise, Yang Feng would rather kill him and plunder his luck than accept him as a disciple.
"Master Immortal, if I take you as my teacher, must I follow by your side?"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhang Yan was overjoyed at first, and then asked Yang Feng solemnly.
"You don't have to follow me!"
"After all, cultivation is a personal matter, and others can't help too much!"
"After I accept you as an apprentice, I will teach you some exercises and supernatural powers, give you some treasures, accompany and teach you for a period of time, and then you will have to cultivate by yourself!"
Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
"Master is here, please accept the disciples!"
As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Zhang Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yang Feng.
"Get up! My teacher is Yang Feng, a disciple of the Promise Sect, one of the Four Great Sacred Grounds of the human race!"
"From today onwards, you are a disciple of our Wuji Sect!"
"This is your identity token. After you cultivate to the real fairyland, you can take this identity token and formally join the Promise Sect!"
Seeing Zhang Yan kowtowing to him, Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.
While speaking, with a thought, Yang Feng took out some materials from the interspatial ring, refined it into a token, and handed it to Zhang Yan.
"Yes, Master!"
Zhang Yan took the identity token and responded respectfully before standing up, waiting for Yang Feng's order.
"It's really enviable that Zhang Yan was accepted as an apprentice by Master Immortal Master!"
"Zhang Yan's talent is not very strong, how could he be favored by Master Xianshi?"
"Zhang Yan really had shit luck, and was actually taken by the Master Immortal Master!"
"With Master Immortal as the backer, Zhang Yan can walk sideways in our Baoquan Oasis in the future!"
",,,,,"
The caravan guards and servants not far away heard the conversation between Yang Feng and Zhang Yan, and exclaimed involuntarily, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.
"Teacher, I'll take you home first, and I'm teaching you some exercises and supernatural powers!"
Hearing the exclamation of the caravan guards and servants not far away, Yang Feng smiled slightly, not paying attention, said something to Zhang Yan, then waved his hand, rolled up Zhang Yan, turned into a stream of light, and flew hundreds of miles away. The Baoquan oasis outside flew away.
