I am the only tall man in the world

Chapter 103 Formation
"Mending the sky...a plan?"

Coming into contact with an inexplicable word again, Lu Feng felt that he was going crazy.

By the way... what kind of cheap problem is this raising?
Wouldn't it be okay to speak a complete sentence neatly, and you have to be scolded behind your back to feel good?

how?

It seems more mysterious to speak in short sentences and hide it, isn't it tall?

It’s just that!

The father before was like this, and the old monk is like this now...

Lu Feng wanted to pry their mouths open and let them reveal their secrets.

After all, this feeling of being treated as a 'chess piece' is really uncomfortable.

Right now, the old monk didn't say anything anymore, and Lu Feng couldn't do anything.

And Chu Tianxun was still crying and shouting to see the master.

Lu Feng, who was about to be annoyed to death, immediately turned around and walked out the door.

Du E thought for a while, whispered a Buddha's name, and followed.

As soon as Lu Feng left, Chu Tianxun wiped away his tears, picked up his master's black, thin and stiff body, and quickly followed him.

Intuitively, he felt that his master could still 'rescue' him.

……

A dense forest 500 meters away from Foyin Temple.

A group of bald monks are working hard to cut down the trees.

At this moment, everyone knows that this is a task assigned by Zhenxian.

But there is also a small group of people who are very dissatisfied in their hearts.

"Why? As true immortals, we should listen to him?"

"That's right, he's not a big brother of our Buddhist sect, why should Master, an old man, be so courteous?"

"Ahhhhh, my majesty and face in Dawei Temple will be completely lost!"

"Hush, keep your voice down! If Master hears it, you will have to copy the scriptures twice more in evening class."

"Cut! You are afraid, but I am not afraid. Isn't it just copying the scriptures? At worst, you won't sleep at night!"

"..."

The little movement here naturally attracted Kong Chan's attention.

Kong Chan 'float' past like a ghost.

Then he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Huixin, Huijing, Huiwen, Huixuan, you four will be fined to copy the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion to Purify the World Avalokitesvara" a hundred times after you finish cutting down the tree. Don’t sleep if you can’t finish copying!”

"Yes……"

When the four bald-headed monks heard the sound, the expressions on their faces were almost crying.

Is Master a mouse, with such sharp ears?
As the saying goes, when everyone gathers firewood, the flame goes high!
There are more than 100 monks who help to cut down trees and clear the open space.

In about half an hour, according to Lu Feng's request, an open space half the size of a basketball court was cleared.

At this time, Lu Feng also slowly walked over.

Behind him was Chu Tianxun, who was holding Du'er's body.

Seeing this, Kongchan greeted him and said, "True Immortal, according to your request, the empty space has been sorted out. Look..."

"Well, you did a good job!" Lu Feng glanced ahead and smiled with satisfaction, "Praise once!"

"Thank you Zhenxian for the compliment!"

"Did you see that? Master's low-browed, pleasing-to-eyes look made him almost become the other party's slaves! Just like that, he punished us for copying the scriptures. I'm so dissatisfied!"

"That's it, Huijing, let's say a few words less. One hundred times is enough, I don't want to be implicated by you, and copy to death!"

"Hmph! Huiwen, look at your bastard. I, Huijing, took the lead in rebelling, so I asked you if you dare?"

"Don't dare... Amitabha!"

"Ah! Teacher..."

"Master, you big-headed ghost, Huixuan, you've failed your studies!"

"Hui Jing!" A voice that couldn't tell the joy or sorrow suddenly came.

Huijing immediately stood up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Master...Master! Didn't you just chat with someone, why..."

"Master chatting with the real immortal, can you speak ill of Master behind his back?" Kongchan sighed quietly, "It seems that copying scriptures is no longer enough to make you go astray. If this is the case, I feel that your skin is itchy. so……"

"Where are the eighteen bronze men?"

"I'm in..."

Immediately, more than a dozen roars sounded one after another.

Then jumped out of the monks pile eighteen strong monks with bare upper body and bronze skin.

These monks all looked like King Kong with angry eyes. Although they stood still, the aura unconsciously exuded from their bodies was enough to scare people to pee.

"Help you Huijing Junior Brother Song Songpi, remember, you must be 'gentle' when you start!"

"Leader!"

"Ah! Master, this disciple knows his mistake, please let me go! Ahhh~ Disciple will never dare again!"

"Ah~~~"

As Huijing was dragged away by the Eighteen Bronze Man, not long after, there was a prolonged scream, and then there was no more sound.

At this time, Lu Feng came over.

Kong Chan hurriedly bowed and said, "I made the Immortal laugh."

Lu Feng waved his hand, not paying attention.

Then let all the monks disperse, and he himself walked towards the clearing.

"What are the real immortals planning to do?" A monk asked his companions in a low voice.

But no one could answer his question.

After all, apart from Lu Feng, everyone else was at a loss.

Lu Feng came to the center of the open space, picked up a branch from the ground, squatted down and started writing and drawing.

I don't know what tricks they are doing?
For a while, it seemed that I drew something wrong.

He was so angry that he snapped the branch in his hand into two pieces, then moved to another place to continue.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Feng squatted here for a while, and moved to another place for a while.

There is no one place to stay for more than 5 minutes.

And that open space was gradually changed beyond recognition by Lu Feng.

One by one ghost-like graphics, people don't even know what they are drawing?

Others were puzzled, but Lu Feng knew clearly that he was improving the proficiency of the formation.

After all, it was his first time to draw the Erqi Soul-fixing Formation, and his proficiency was almost zero.

"Well, why can't I draw this stroke? Obviously, it only takes one turn to form a formation..."

"Could it be... that my mental strength is not concentrated enough?"

"No, my nerves are already tense. If I still lose concentration, then..."

"Wait a minute... Could it be that I was too nervous, so my muscles became stiff and my writing was not smooth?"

"..."

Here, Lu Feng is constantly summing up mistakes and experiences to improve the proficiency of formation.

On the other side, Chu Tianxun, who was holding Du E's body across his arms, felt that his arms were almost not his own.

But it's true, keep one movement for a long time, and don't dare to move.

Even though Duer's body has become a 'mummy', its weight is less than one-third of what it was during his lifetime.

But it's also quite uncomfortable.

What's even more tragic is that I dare not release it underground, otherwise it would be disrespectful to Master.

Giving it to others...is even more inappropriate.

Neither this, nor that...

So much so that Chu Tianxun almost cried, his arms were sore.

I don't know how long has passed.

When Chu Tianxun felt that his brain was about to lack oxygen and fainted.

Suddenly, Lu Feng, who was drawing a formation, jumped three feet high excitedly.

"It's done!"

I saw that all the ghost symbols on the ground had disappeared.

Instead, a pair of ghostly symbols that occupied the entire open space reappeared.

At this moment, every line on the ground is shining slightly.

Apparently, this is the use of great skill to draw an incredible formation.

(End of this chapter)