Su Hong's martial arts skills are not suitable for men, and Duan Gang can't help, so Yang Ji can only solve all this by himself.
"I can just solve this matter myself."
Yang Ji said calmly.
Su Hong's eyes widened immediately after saying this. She really didn't know what else Yang Ji could think of for such a thing.
Yang Ji didn't say much, but thoughts flashed through his mind. Before he took action, he had actually seen Xie Lou take action, and all the moves were memorized in his mind. However, remembering and learning are completely different things, and it still takes some time.
Time will do.
"How much time do I have? Do I need to start teaching tomorrow?"
Yang Ji asked.
"That's not true."
Su Hong shook her head and sighed: "The status of the disciples who teach Kung Fu is still very high. There is no need to go to teach every day, otherwise it will become a hard job, and everyone will not fight to the death."
"But you can't always keep showing up. At most, within a month, the sect will strip you of your status as a disciple."
Su Hong said.
"One month, that's enough."
Yang Ji said calmly.
Xie Lou's "Qinglong Sword Technique" is quite accomplished, but in Yang Ji's opinion, it is far from invulnerable. Otherwise, he would not have been defeated by him.
In one month, Yang Ji was confident enough to defeat Xie Lou.
Su Hong glanced at Yang Ji and hesitated. One month was only the upper limit. Based on Su Hong's understanding, Xie Lou and the others would never give him such a long time. But seeing Yang Ji's confident look, Su Hong didn't want to
It's time to hit him.
Su Hong only sat for a while and then left with Duan Gang. Before leaving, Su Hong looked back at Yang Ji and said:
"Don't worry too much about this matter. I'll look for Senior Sister when I get back soon to see if Senior Sister can do anything."
Yang Ji nodded. But he didn't have much hope in his heart.
It's one thing to stand up and say something fair to others, but it's another thing to help others fight. Su Hong's meaning does not necessarily represent the will of the "senior sister".
"It is better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself. You can't ask for help from anyone in the sect. You still have to rely on yourself."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
As soon as his robes swayed, Yang Ji stood up. Su Hong and Duan Gang left, and he had time to look at the "disciple who teaches the martial arts" seal left by Xie Lou.
"It seems to be different from the material of the sect token."
Yang Ji weighed it and thought to himself.
At first, Yang Ji stood up to stop Xie Lou and just stood up for the named disciple. But the subsequent development was beyond his expectation.
What you get can never fly out again. For Yang Ji, the position of "disciple" is an excellent starting point in the sect.
Perhaps at first he had never thought of confronting "Xie Lou" and the others, as well as the senior brother behind them. But now that he had obtained the seal of a "disciple", Yang Ji would never give up.
"If you don't have five cauldrons to eat, you will have five cauldrons to cook if you die." Yang Ji's goal has never been limited to Pingchuan City or Langya County.
"The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. If I can't even withstand this small test, what can I do to fight against Yang Xuanlan, let alone investigate the truth about my father's death."
A resolute look flashed across Yang Ji's lips, and he tightly grasped the seal in his hand.
"call!"
A breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of lotus flowers. Yang Ji took a breath and quickly calmed down.
Putting away the two tokens, Yang Ji put on the clothes of the Iron Crown Sect again. He took a look in the mirror and saw that he was clean and refreshed!
Yang Ji walked around the room again. Everywhere was magnificent and antique, just like a fairy palace. Yang Ji secretly praised it in his heart and had to admit that the imperial court's full recommendation post was indeed very useful.
After staying in the room for a short time, disciples of the Iron Crown Sect soon brought several carts of scriptures that Yang Ji had brought from Pingchuan City to the room.
Thousands of scriptures, miscellaneous notes, and unofficial histories filled one of the rooms. Yang Ji picked one, lay on a chair, and read it peacefully.
As he was watching, a burst of footsteps came from outside the door.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Ji smiled and raised his head. He could hear the sound of heavy footsteps without looking.
"Oh, don't mention it. The place Su Hong took me to was too bad. Comparing people to each other is really annoying!"
Duan Gang walked in panting, took a sip of tea on the table, suddenly smiled, looked at Yang Jidao:
"Hey, Yang Ji, your room is so big that it can't fit even one person. Why don't you give me one room?"
Yang Ji remained silent, seeming to be considering this issue.
Duan Gang waited for a long time and there was no reply. His face immediately fell. There was a scream in his heart, and he was ready to go home.
"Forget it, go ahead."
Yang Ji suddenly laughed.
"Really? You really agreed! Haha, great!..."
Duan Gang's eyes widened and he laughed happily.
Yang Ji laughed, shook his head, and continued to read his scriptures. He had already read a lot of these scriptures since Pingchuan City. After a while, he could basically finish them.
…
In the next few days, Yang Ji has been wandering around, familiar with various palaces, pagodas, square pools, and even visited the waterfalls of Shiqiao Stream.
Everything here gave him a sense of novelty. Over the past few days, Yang Ji gradually figured out that Tieguan Mountain was actually divided into several levels.
The top level is, of course, the area where the elders of the Iron Crown Sect belong. They live in the hard, deep, magnificent steel hall, busy with their own affairs, and usually do not appear.
If it is not an important matter, no one is allowed to disturb it!
Further down, there is the area where the "eldest brothers" and "eldest sisters" of the sect live. They live in a more luxurious place than Yang Ji. They also have a square pool, an alchemy incense burner, and a special place for practicing.
Except for "disciples" who have been summoned and have connections, others are strictly prohibited from going up.
In other words, although Yang Ji got the position of "disciple", because there was no one to "protect" him and he was alone, that place was also a forbidden area for him.
However, it is worth mentioning that not all "eldest brothers" and "eldest sisters" live on the mountain. There are also many who like to be quiet and live on other mountain peaks.
Tieguan Mountain is among the mountains, and there are no more mountains like this. If you go to other mountains to experience, you will most likely meet other "elder brothers" and "senior sisters".
Finally, the lowest level is naturally the area where ordinary disciples and registered disciples practice. This area is the largest and has the largest number of people, but there is no clear boundary between ordinary disciples and registered disciples.
The three areas are independent of each other. They are only connected to each other by a few stone steps with extremely steep slopes. They run parallel to each other in an orderly manner.
On the fourth day, Yang Ji finally appeared in the square where he was practicing.
People were coming and going around him. Yang Ji looked calm and walked through the crowd as if leisurely. He could feel many strange looks from around him.
Yang Ji didn't care and went straight to the place where he fought Xie Lou last time.
Within a sect, rules and order are important.
Therefore, each disciple who teaches the exercises and the registered disciples he leads have a specific practice area and do not interfere with each other.
As soon as Yang Ji arrived there, he saw seven or eight registered disciples sparsely practicing sword skills. Compared with last time, the number of people was significantly reduced, and obviously not everyone was there at this time.
Like some kind of magic spell, as soon as Yang Ji appeared on the edge, seven or eight people immediately stopped practicing.
"Brother!"
When Yang Ji passed by, a named disciple shouted in a low voice, his voice reluctant.
"It seems they helped me spread the word."
Yang Ji smiled in his heart.
If they had not deliberately spread the news, they would not have known that he had succeeded him as a "disciple".
Yang Ji passed by several people and only heard three or four sparse "senior brother" voices. Most of them lowered their heads and pretended not to notice.
The expressions of these people were either reluctant or fearful.
Yang Jizhi knew what was going on, so he wasn't surprised. Most people would probably have the same expression when they knew that a "newcomer" who had just climbed up the mountain had become their senior brother and was going to teach them how to practice.
"You continue to practice, don't worry about me."
Yang Ji showed his seal of "Gong Disciple" and took it back.
"Hey, Yang Ji, you don't want to secretly learn their Qinglong Sword Technique, right? It's a joke that a disciple who is teaching martial arts to you actually wants to be a disciple of a named disciple and secretly learn martial arts skills! -"
A discordant sound suddenly came from the side, and before he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter.
Yang Ji turned his head and took a look, only to see Xie Lou standing on the edge three or four steps away, holding his hands and sneering. Behind him, another group of registered disciples laughed loudly, seemingly as helpers he had recruited.
"What are you doing here?"
Yang Ji said indifferently.
"Hey! Although I no longer have the title of a disciple, I am still an official disciple of the practice assigned to this area in the sect. If I don't appear here, where do you think I will appear?"
Xie Lou sneered, his words sarcastic. In four days, he seemed to have adjusted his mentality and looked like he was waiting for a good show.
"Hmph, since you are a formal disciple, you must be a formal disciple when you see the senior brother who is teaching you! If there is another time, don't blame me for being rude."
Yang Ji said calmly.
"you!--"
Xie Lou was furious.
"Of course! If you are not convinced, you can challenge me again and reclaim your status as a disciple."
Yang Ji turned around and glanced at Xie Lou coldly.
Xie Lou's face was livid, he glared at Yang Ji and swung his sleeves fiercely, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Cynical and sarcastic, but when it came to actually taking action, Xie Lou had no information at all. Even thinking back on that sword strike that day, Xie Lou still felt chilled.
——It was so easy to lose! Xie Lou never thought that with his own strength, he would be defeated by the opponent so easily. (To be continued...)