
Exit, Mo Fan did not directly go to the Chuan Gong Building.
Instead, I went to the logistics office to receive spiritual stone subsidies this month.
Since the 17th of last month, he has been living in the park elixir.
Except for the occasional visit to Jiange, he almost never came out.
Even the spiritual stone subsidy this month has not been accepted.
Now that I am free, I remember this.
Of course, this might also be related to the fact that he once had 3,000 spirit stones.
It used to be hard for the sea.
Now he had no feelings for just 30 spirit stones.
“I didn't expect that I would be so nonspecific.” Mo Fan sighed.
…………
Get out of the back office.
Mo Fan had another 30 spirit stones in his hand.
He didn't absorb 30
Instead, it was saved.
Plus 70 spirit stones earlier.
There were 100 elixirs in his hand.
Seven of them were given to him by Chu Qianqiang.
Every time the sword pavilion was opened, Chu Qian would give Mo Fan a share.
Mo Fan did not want to, and forced her, saying that it was a gift for cakes and snacks.
However, half a spirit stone was enough to buy him cakes and snacks for a year.
Mo Fan knew that Chu Qian was worried that he would not have enough resources to cultivate in the outer sect.
Jiange rarely visited.
Mo Fan, who often went to that place, became Jiange's friend.
In that case, Mo Fan could do nothing.
We can only wait for the efficacy of the full version of the Sword Rapture Technique to be confirmed before compensating them.
…………
Not long after leaving the logistics office, Mo Fan came to the Chuan Gong Building.
Say hello to Uncle Qin.
“Are you planning to record King Kong Fist or Innate Skills first?” Uncle Qin looked at Mo Fan with a smile, feeling a little emotional in his heart.
He did not expect that only two months had passed.
Mo Fan completely understood the Innate Technique and the Vajra Fist.
This was the most difficult martial art and practice in Chuan Gonglou.
This guy's intelligence is terrifying!
"Let's record the King Kong Fist first" Mo Fan said.
"okay." Uncle Qin replied, burying his head in the operation on the computer.
After a while, Uncle Qin looked up and handed Mo Fan a unique USB flash drive.
Of course, Mo Fan called it a USB flash drive.
In fact, his name is a camera.
This thing is quite complicated, it not only has a circuit board, but also describes solid runes, it is a product of a combination of technology and magic circles.
"Take this thing and find a free training room, enter it into the read port, and start recording mode.
"Remember, teaching should be as simple and clear as possible, and don't fool yourself.
"Of course, in addition to being simple and clear, it should also be able to inspire viewers and make them feel something after watching the video you recorded.
"Only if you meet these two points can your video be selected."
“Thank you, thank you.” Mo Fan quickly thanked him after picking up the USB.
"Together, this old man has just told you before, The Chuan Gong Building will issue an assignment tomorrow, and as long as you pass the assessment, you can still record the teaching video.
"Of course, there's only so much this parent can do, and whether or not he or she can be chosen depends on the quality of the teaching video you're recording.
"By the way, there is no time limit to use the training room for teaching recordings, you can use it all day.
"If you haven't recorded it yet, you can come and continue recording the next day."
Mo Fan nodded, turned around and walked towards the training room beside him.
Find a free training room.
Insert USB stick.
Follow the instructions to start recording mode.
The originally dark training room suddenly became brighter.
A blue light with sci-fi color was scattered from the ceiling.
There was a slight touch of coldness on the ground, and it became transparent in an instant, also emitting a blue light.
At the same time, several mechanical clues sounded.
"The recording mode is successfully activated, please start the teaching of King Kong Fist.
"The whole video is recorded, and you can customize and edit it yourself after recording."
Mo Fan nodded, and after thinking for a while, he started practicing the breathing method of King Kong's Boxing.
He explained while practicing.
If it doesn't work, it'll never happen again.
Time passed minute by minute.
It took twelve full hours.
"Huh, it's finally over."
Mo Fan let out a sigh of relief.
It was much more difficult to teach someone to practice King Kong Fist than to train one himself.
Do your own diamond.
Just watch the video once.
He didn't even have to read the details.
Just follow it and practice again.
Though teaching—
It took twelve hours!
No, it's not over.
Videos also need to be edited, and unnecessary parts removed.
The full version of the video is about four hours long.
Looking at the time, Mo Fan realized that it was past eight at night.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Fan took out a USB flash drive and left the training room.
“How is the recording?” Uncle Qin said with a smile when he saw Mo Fan approaching.
“It's not taking time, the whole recording is done, and I'll be back tomorrow to edit it,” Mo Fan said honestly.
"It's very difficult to record teaching videos, and even harder to choose from. You don't have to expect too much. You must consolidate what you have learned." Uncle Qin comforted.
“Yeah, I understand.” Mo Fan nodded, returned the USB flash drive, turned around and walked quickly away from the Chuan Gong Building.
Once hungry, he'll go back to eating the cow!
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The next day, Mo Fan came to the Chuan Gong Building early.
"Came here so early?" Uncle Qin was surprised.
“Well, I finished the recording early, and I am ready to return,” Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Yes." Yeah." Uncle Qin nodded and handed the USB flash drive yesterday to Mo Fan.
“Will you give me a USB flash drive that records Xiantian Gong?” Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Also, when you're done editing the teaching video, you can instantly teach the innate skill."
As he spoke, Uncle Qin plugged a new USB flash drive into the port and quickly started operating on the computer.
After a while, Uncle Qin handed Mo Fan two USB flash drives: "Please."
"Thank you," Mo Fan said, turning around and walking towards the training room beside him.
…………
In an instant, twelve hours passed.
If not for the cultivation base, the spiritual power would be quite strong.
After 12 hours of filming the teaching video without eating or drinking, Mo Fan was afraid he could not stand it.
Pulling out the USB drive from the port, Mo Fan involuntarily drew a smile on his face.
"Done!"
Teaching innate skills is simpler than King Kong Fist, taking only 12 hours to connect teaching and two edits.
After leaving the training room, Mo Fan came to the front desk and handed the two USB flash drives to Uncle Qin.
"Precorded?"
"Okay, editing's done."
“Not bad, the efficiency is quite high.” Uncle Qin gave a thumbs up.
“It's okay.” Mo Fan scratched his head.
"Well, the information was listed before the USB flash drive was given to you, let me put it here first, and I'll hand it over to you tomorrow.
"But it will be New Year's Eve in two days. The results of the evaluation should definitely wait for a year. The old man will tell you when the time comes."
"Okay, thank you senior."
“Sama-sama, come back, it's late.” Uncle Qin waved his hand and sent Mo Fan away.
"Senior separation." Mo Fan clenched his fists.
"Goodbye, I hope your teaching video can be chosen, and then we will discuss the remuneration," Uncle Qin said with a smile.
“Reply to your kind words.” Mo Fan waved his hand and turned around to leave the Chuan Gong Building.
Walking on the street, looking at the bright full moon in the sky, Mo Fan frowned slightly.
He thought about his daughter.
"New Year's Eve is only two days away, and Yingying has been in the secret realm for over two months, why hasn't she returned yet?
"Could it have been an accident?
"No, no, secret realms are altered tracks, and are generally safe.
"And Yingying, as a quasi-saint, the school will definitely arrange a guardian for her, and she won't get in trouble."
Mo Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
"Maybe I'll be back tomorrow."
Thinking of this, Mo Fan returned to his residence.
However, as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he was stunned, his eyes widened towards the boss, and he doubted whether he was blown away.
Under the bright moonlight, a tall figure in a white dress with a pretty face began to look.
"Dad, I'm back."
Under the moonlight, Mo Yingying's hair was as clear as crystal and fluttered in the wind.
She smiled sweetly and walked towards Mo Fan.