On the other side, Yun Feimiao and Jiang Qingruo were covered with invisibility talismans and hung with concealment array plates as they quietly headed towards the territory of the Big Knife Sect.
They didn't have any acquaintances in the Dadao Sect who would let them go, so it wasn't easy for them to get in.
The two of them took great pains to avoid the perception of all patrolling disciples and quietly sneaked into the large courtyard where the inner sect male disciples lived.
The seven major sects occupied a large territory in Qingyun City, and each inner disciple had his or her own room, which made it convenient for the two of them to take action.
Jiang Qingruo saw that there were no powerful people around Gong Fen, so she simply lit a piece of incense and stuffed it into the crack of the door.
Gong Fen was originally writing a letter in the house, preparing to complain to the Gong family.
But as he was writing, he didn't know what happened, but suddenly his whole body became extremely weak and he slowly fell asleep.
His brain was still clear and he was able to think about various problems, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up. His body felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge rock.
Gong Fen was a little panicked. Could it be that he was ambushed by Gong Zhuo?
He knew that Gong Zhuo was a man with bad intentions and would never let him go easily after seeing him.
Gong Fen couldn't wake up and could only curse Gong Zhuo for being petty in her heart.
As a result, Gong Zhuo, who was watching Xie Yang dancing with a sword, sneezed several times in succession, but Jiang Qingruo, who was putting a sack on Gong Fen, did not react at all.
Jiang Qingruo put Gong Fen into the sack specially made for Gong Zhuo with great sense of ritual, and then started punching and kicking the sack.
Yun Feimiao was keeping watch for him while looking at him curiously, his mouth opening wider and wider the more he looked.
I didn't expect that Brother Jiang, who looks gentle and elegant, is so skilled at putting people in sacks!
The beating was done with great skill, simple and rough, but because Jiang Qingruo had such a good appearance, it looked pleasing to the eye, and even had an indescribable elegance.
After Jiang Qingruo had beaten Gong Fen to her satisfaction, she released him and fed him a pill and a bottle of medicine.
The medicine was provided by Yun Feimiao as a favor. It can heal Gong Fen's injuries but will retain the pain for a month.
He got the pill from his third grandfather, it was called Lao Han Dan.
The effect of this pill can last for ten years. It has no impact on daily life after taking it, but every time it rains, the joints all over the body will ache and feel a little cold.
The colder it was outside, the colder his joints felt.
Jiang Qingruo felt that the life span of a cultivator was so long that suffering for ten years was nothing, and it would not affect his cultivation anyway.
After beating the man, the two quickly packed up their things and restored the house to its original state.
Before leaving, Jiang Qingruo took a look at the letter of complaint written by Gong Fen and felt very disgusted.
Although he also likes to complain, he never complains about others' wrongdoings. How can he be like Gong Fen?
Ah Zhuo hasn't done anything yet, but Gong Fen has already described him as an unforgivable criminal.
Since you are so good at making up stories, why don’t you write a book?
However, Jiang Qingruo had no intention of taking the letter away. No matter how this guy complained, with the wealth of the Gong family, would he dare to do anything to the direct disciple of the Wanjian Sect?
Although the Gong family is doing well in Xizhou, they are nothing in Zhongzhou.
Even if the Gong family members dare to shamelessly come to the door, it doesn’t matter. With the seven major sects’ protection of their own people, they will definitely be able to drive the Gong family members back.
After the palace fire, the two of them quietly slipped back to Yun Feimiao's room.
In order to avoid everyone's sight, they wasted a lot of time on the road going back and forth, and the time they spent on putting the sack on and beating people was actually the least.
They stayed in the room for a while before going out with the medicine that had been prepared long ago.
There was no way around it, the noise coming from the courtyard was very lively, which made them both curious and wanted to know what everyone was doing.
"Xiao Qi is here?" Yun Feiyin jumped over and pulled Yun Feimiao to his side as soon as he saw her. "Look, your Afeng has practiced this sword technique five times. It's much better now than at the beginning."
"Xiaoyao Sword Technique."
Yun Feimiao recognized it at a glance. This was one of the most powerful and profound sword techniques in their Jian Xiao Peak, and it was also the sword technique he practiced every day.
He practiced this set of sword techniques very smoothly throughout the whole process, but Xie Yang only practiced the first half smoothly, and the last few moves were always sluggish.
Before, Master Xiao Feng gave up after watching Xie Yang for two days. He felt that Xie Yang's temperament was not suitable for practicing the Free and Easy Way, so there was no need to force him.
Anyway, there are many sword techniques in the world, there must be one suitable for Xie Yang.
But Xie Yang was more stubborn. He felt that whether one could master something was one thing, but whether one could learn it at all was another.
He didn't need to be proficient in the Xiaoyao sword technique if he didn't practice the Xiaoyao Dao, but he was Jian Xiaofeng's direct disciple and had to be proficient in the Xiaoyao sword technique.
For him, it is not enough to just memorize the moves; he must be able to perform every move smoothly to be considered as having learned them.
Tonight, Si Junzhan and Feng Xiaoyue were the main people who gave guidance. Ye Zheng's suggestions also gave Xie Yang an epiphany, which made things go more smoothly.
Yun Feimiao was very pleased: "Afeng has made great progress."
Yun Feiyin curled his lips: "This is the fifth time, I've almost learned it. If he still can't understand it, then how useless it is?"
Chen Yanshu wanted to complain, but he didn't dare.
Xiaoyao Sword Technique is the core sword technique of Jianxiao Peak and is very representative, just like the Cangsheng Sword Technique of Jiancang Peak and the Shafa Sword Technique of Jianlu Peak.
These three sword techniques correspond to three kinds of Tao. If you fail to condense these three kinds of Tao hearts, you will not be able to master them, and it will be difficult to learn them smoothly.
No matter how high one's attainments in swordsmanship are, one cannot break this barrier.
Chen Yanshu believed that Yun Feiyin had memorized this set of sword techniques, but if he really performed it, he would probably stutter even more than Xie Yang.
But can he say such words?
If he dared to attack Yun Feiyin verbally, the eldest senior brother would dare to attack him physically.
Chen Yanshu felt that he couldn't live like this anymore.
Who would have thought that after Ye Zheng and Yun Feiyin got together, he would be the one who had the hardest time?
Before, he could still educate Yun Feiyin occasionally in the name of his senior brother.
But now, if he just said a few words to Yun Feiyin, he would be scolded by Ye Zheng.
According to Ye Zheng, Yun Feiyin is now his Taoist partner, and he will teach her any problems, so there is no need to trouble Chen Yanshu to do it for her.
Chen Yanshu felt very wronged and wanted to seek comfort from Si Junzhan.
But he understood that Si Junzhan would not comfort him, but would only laugh loudly.
Yun Feimiao watched Xie Yang complete a set of sword techniques and walked happily to Xie Yang's side.
"Afeng is so awesome tonight."
Gong Zhuo curled his lips: "Losing five matches in a row just for sword practice, how can it not be amazing?"
Yun Feimiao was a little worried when he heard this: "Did Afeng lose so much today?"
Xie Yang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I won't lose again in the future."
Gong Zhuo: “…”
Gong Zhuo immediately became alert. If Xie Yang didn't lose, it wouldn't be his turn to lose, right?
That won’t do!
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