The fight between the three people that night could be described as a mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind. Wang Yunlong and Sun Miaoer fought to the death, but in the end they took advantage of Chu Feng, who was secretly watching.
Wang Yunlong not only lost his number plate, but was also seriously injured. In the end, he had to rely on his identity and status to ask for the number plate from a clan brother, and then passed the trial of Tianluo Sect. This was very difficult for his always proud self.
For Wang Yunlong to be strong is nothing short of a great shame and humiliation.
Whenever he thinks of the surprise, helplessness and disappointment on Wang Yunkun's face when he asks for his number plate, Wang Yunlong will feel a deep shame, which will become an indelible stain in his life.
Sun Miaoer also felt helpless about the battle that night. She risked her life to fight Wang Yunlong, and was about to get Wang Yunlong's number plate, but was snatched away by Chu Feng who came out halfway.
Despite what Sun Miaoer said, she actually hated Chu Feng no less than Wang Yunlong in her heart. It was just that she was good at pretending.
"Sun Miao'er, now that you know Chu Feng's identity, do you still plan to stay out of the matter?" Wang Yunlong looked at Sun Miao'er's expression and asked.
In fact, Sun Miao'er had seen Chu Feng, and had once suspected that Chu Feng was the person who sneaked up on her and stole the kit. Now that she had received confirmation from Wang Yunlong, she could confirm Chu Feng's identity.
After hearing Wang Yunlong's words, Sun Miao'er did not answer immediately. She pondered for a while before saying: "How could it be? That Chu Feng made a fool of us all. I also want to join forces with Senior Brother Wang to deal with that hateful guy.
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"I think we should forget it if we join forces with you. Who knows if you will kill me first." Wang Yunlong had already suffered a loss, so he naturally refused to believe Sun Miao'er again. After saying this, he drifted away.
The reason why Wang Yunlong told Sun Miao'er was that he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, because although Chu Feng was not strong, he was a disciple of the Chu family in Pingyang City, and killing Chu Feng would definitely cause some trouble.
Moreover, Chu Feng, Sun Miao'er, and Wang Yunlong have all become disciples of Tianluo Sect. Wang Yunlong cannot openly kill people in the sect and can only wait for the right opportunity to assassinate them.
After watching Wang Yunlong leave, Sun Miaoer fell into a brief thought. She knew that Wang Yunlong revealed Chu Feng's identity with the intention of killing someone with a borrowed knife.
Sun Miao'er told Wang Yunlong that there was someone else who stole the kit. Didn't he have the same idea? Otherwise, how could Chu Feng's identity be exposed?
There is destined to be a new showdown between the three people...
There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. After Chu Feng, Chu Yue and everyone gathered together, they were rushing back to Tianluo Sect under the sunset. Many Chu family disciples were both envious and reluctant to leave.
"Sister Chu Yue, you must take good care of yourself in Tianluo Sect from now on." Chu Qing's eyes were red, and he held Chu Yue's white and tender little hand and said reluctantly.
"Sister Chu Qing, I will write to you often in the future." Chu Yue bit her red lips and nodded slightly.
"Chu Feng, you boy has become famous now, don't deny me as your brother in the future." Chu Houping walked up to Chu Feng, hit Chu Feng on the shoulder hard, and said.
"Looking at your posture, I want to cry and wipe my tears." Chu Feng said with a smile.
"Screw you, why should I cry for your sake?" Chu Houping retorted.
"Hou Ping, you have to work hard when you go back and don't act like before, do you understand?" Chu Feng said.
"Go, you are only a few months older than me. If you don't lecture me here, I will definitely pass the Tianluo Sect's trial next year." Chu Houping said somewhat unconvinced.
Seeing that Chu Houping was dissatisfied with anyone, Chu Feng did not argue with him. He patted his shoulder hard and said to the many disciples of the Chu family around him:
"Brothers and sisters, it's getting late. Chu Yue and I are going to meet Tianluo Sect. Please don't send me away anymore. There will always be a chance to meet in the future."
"Yes, everyone, please go back." Chu Yue also waved to everyone, and hurried back to Tianluo Sect with Chu Feng.
"Chu Yue, Chu Feng..."
Many Chu family disciples waved goodbye together until they watched the two of them walk far away.
After returning to Tianluo Sect, the sky was already dark. Chu Feng and Chu Yue said goodbye to each other. Chu Feng returned to Guiying Peak's residence and tidied up the house before resting.
The next morning, Chu Feng tidied up the courtyard outside, and the residence became more lively. This will be his new home in the future.
After Chu Feng arranged his residence, he began to think about his future path of cultivation. This was not the Chu family where he had lived since he was a child. If Chu Feng wanted to have a place in Tianluo Sect, he had to work harder than ordinary people.
Chu Feng's biggest advantage now is the ancient paintings, which can help him speed up his cultivation. Moreover, he now has fifteen crystals on his body, which is enough for him to practice for more than a month.
However, the path of cultivation is not that easy, and it is impossible to rely only on an ancient painting. Therefore, Chu Feng must make himself stronger so that he can obtain a higher status in Tianluo Sect and more cultivation resources.
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After thinking of this, Chu Feng decided to go to the Sutra Collection Hall first to see if there was any footwork suitable for his practice. The basic footwork that Chu Feng had learned before was too ordinary and could not match the power of the Kongming Palm Technique well.
The Sutra Collection Hall is also on the mountainside of Ghost Shadow Peak. It took Chu Feng an hour to get to the Sutra Collection Hall from his residence. The Sutra Collection Hall is second only to Phantom Hall in area, and the building appears to be very old.
The location of the Sutra Collection Hall is relatively remote, and there are two guards at the gate. The courtyard outside the hall is very deep, and no one can be seen walking around. The entire hall is very quiet.
Chu Feng walked in from the door of the hall and saw a middle-aged man standing aside. This man was not tall and very fat. He was holding a yellow book in his hand and was reading the contents of the book.
"Senior, may I ask if you are in charge of the Sutra Collection Hall?" Chu Feng walked up to the short and fat man, bowed and asked.
"Yeah." After hearing what Chu Feng said, the short and fat man looked up at him and asked, "What do you need, exercises, martial arts, or footwork?"
"Senior, junior wants to find a suitable footwork." Chu Feng said.
"The third row of shelves on the east side of the hall is the footwork. You can go there and find it yourself." the short, fat man responded, and then continued to read his books.
"Senior, would you like to learn the footwork here? Do you still need crystal stones?" Chu Feng asked.
After hearing what Chu Feng said, the short and fat man looked at Chu Feng again, looked at him and asked: "Are you a new disciple too?"
"Yes, senior." Chu Feng responded.
"Of course we need crystals. This is the Sutra Collection Hall, not the Charity Hall. But since we are all disciples, we won't collect too many crystals. It's just a thought to prevent the disciples from biting off more than they can chew."
The short, fat man explained.
"Oh." Hearing that there were not many crystals needed, Chu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Senior, if I need a footwork book, how many crystals do I need?"
"Normal footwork requires twenty low-grade crystals." The short, fat man said calmly without even raising his eyelids.
"Ah, so many!" Chu Feng had a look of surprise on his face. He only had fifteen crystals in total, so how could he get twenty crystals.