The battle between the three of them that night can be described as a praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch, Wang Yunlong and Sun Miaoer fought to the death, but in the end, it was Chu Feng who was secretly peeping at the cheap.

Wang Yunlong not only lost the license plate, but also was seriously injured, and after the last death, he also relied on his identity and status to ask for the license plate from a clan brother, which passed the trial of Tianluo Sect, which is tantamount to a great shame for Wang Yunlong, who has always had strong self-esteem.

Whenever he thought of the surprise, helplessness, and disappointment on Wang Yunkun's face when he asked for a license plate, Wang Yunlong would feel a deep shame, which would become an indelible stain in his life.

For the battle that night, Sun Miaoer also felt very helpless, she risked her life to fight Wang Yunlong, and she was about to get Wang Yunlong's number plate, but she was taken away by Chu Feng, who was killed halfway.

Don't look at what Sun Miao'er said, in fact, the hatred for Chu Feng in her heart is no less than Wang Yunlong, it's just that she is good at disguise.

"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 rhetorically.

In fact, Sun Miaoer has seen Chu Feng's figure, and once suspected that Chu Feng was the one who attacked her and snatched the bag, and now she has been confirmed by Wang Yunlong, and Chu Feng's identity can already be determined.

After hearing Wang Yunlong's words, Sun Miao'er didn't answer immediately, and after a little silence, she said, "How could it be? That Chu Feng teased us all, and I still want to join forces with Senior Brother Wang to deal with that hateful guy together." ”

"Join forces with you, I think it's better to forget it, who knows if you will kill me first. Wang Yunlong had already suffered a loss, so he naturally refused to believe Sun Miaoer anymore, and left a sentence and drifted away.

The reason why Wang Yunlong told Sun Miao'er was that he had the idea of borrowing a knife to kill people, because although Chu Feng's strength was not strong, after all, 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 now become disciples of the Tianluo Sect, and it is impossible for Wang Yunlong to openly kill people in the sect, so he can only wait for the right opportunity to assassinate.

After seeing Wang Yunlong leave, Sun Miao'er fell into a short contemplation, she knew that Wang Yunlong's revelation of Chu Feng's identity was the idea of killing people with a knife.

Sun Miao'er told Wang Yunlong that there was someone else who snatched the bag, didn't he also have the same idea? Otherwise, how could Chu Feng's identity be exposed.

Between the three of them, there is destined to be a new showdown......

There is no banquet in the world, after Chu Feng, Chu Yue and everyone got together, they were about to rush back to Tianluo Sect at sunset, and many Chu family disciples were both envious and reluctant.

"Sister Chu Yue, you have to take good care of yourself in Tianluo Sect in the future. Chu Qing's eyes were red, and he took Chu Yue's white and tender little hand, and said reluctantly.

"Sister Chu Qing, I will often write to you in the future. Chu Yuebei bit her red lip lightly, nodded slightly, and said.

"Chu Feng, you kid is getting ahead now, don't deny me as a brother in the future. Chu Houping walked up to Chu Feng and kissed him, hammered Chu Feng's shoulder hard, and said.

"Look at your situation, I want to cry and wipe my tears. Chu Feng said with a smile.

"you, why am I crying for you kid. Chu Houping retorted.

"Houping, you have to work hard when you go back, don't be like you used to be like before, do you know the way?" Chu Feng said.

"Go, your kid is not a few months older than me, don't teach me here, I will definitely be able to pass the trial of Tianluo Sect next year. Chu Houping said a little unconvinced.

Seeing that Chu Houping was unconvinced, Chu Feng didn't quarrel with him, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said to the many Chu family disciples around him:

"Brothers and sisters, it's not too early, Chu Yue and I are going to meet Tianluo Sect, don't send it anymore, there will always be a chance to meet in the future." ”

"yes, let's all go back. Chu Yue also waved his hand to everyone, and rushed back to Tianluo Sect with Chu Feng.

"Chu Yue, Chu Feng ......"

Many Chu family disciples waved goodbye together, until they saw the two of them walk far away.

After returning to Tianluo Sect, it was already dark, Chu Feng and Chu Yue said goodbye to each other, Chu Feng returned to the residence of Ghost Shadow Peak, and cleaned up the house before resting.

The next morning, Chu Feng tidied up the courtyard outside, and the residence was a little more angry, this place would be his new home in the future.

After Chu Feng arranged his residence, he began to think about his future cultivation path, this was not the Chu family where he lived since he was a child, if Chu Feng wanted to have a place in the Tianluo Sect, he had to work harder than ordinary people.

Chu Feng's biggest advantage now is the ancient paintings, which can help him improve his cultivation speed, and he now has fifteen spars on his body, which is enough for him to cultivate for more than a month.

However, the path of cultivation is not so easy, and it is impossible to rely only on an ancient painting, so Chu Feng must make himself more powerful, so that he can obtain a higher status and more cultivation resources in the Tianluo Sect.

After thinking of this, Chu Feng decided to go to the Tibetan Scripture Hall first to see if there was any footwork suitable for his own cultivation, the basic footwork that Chu Feng had learned before was too general, and he couldn't match the power of the Kongming palm technique very well.

The Tibetan Scripture Hall is also on the mountainside of the Ghost Shadow Peak, and it took Chu Feng an hour to rush from his residence to the Tibetan Scripture Palace, the area of the Tibetan Scripture Hall is second only to the Phantom Palace, and the building looks very old.

The location of the Tibetan scripture hall is relatively remote, there are two guards at the gate, the courtyard outside the hall is very deep, and there are no people to see walking, and the whole hall is very quiet.

Chu Feng walked in from the door of the main hall and saw a middle-aged man standing on the side, this man was not tall, he was very fat, holding a yellow book in his hand, and he was reading the contents of the book.

"Senior, dare to ask if you are in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Hall?" Chu Feng walked up to the short and fat man and bowed down and asked.

"Hmm. After hearing Chu Feng's words, the short and fat man glanced up at him and asked, "What do you need, exercises, martial arts, or footwork?"

"Seniors, juniors want 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 and fat man responded, and continued to read his book.

"Senior, may I ask how to learn the footwork here, do you still need a spare?" Chu Feng asked.

After hearing Chu Feng's words, the short and fat man looked at Chu Feng again, glanced at the other party and asked, "You are also a new disciple?"

"Yes, Senpai. Chu Feng responded.

"Of course you need a spar, this is the Tibetan Scripture Hall and not a charity hall, but since they are all disciples in the door, the spars collected will not be too much, that is, it just means to prevent the disciples from being greedy and chewing too much. The stocky man explained.

"Oh. Hearing that there were not many spars needed, Chu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Senior, if I need a footwork book, how many spars do I need?"

"Ordinary footwork requires twenty lower grade spars. The short and fat man didn't even lift his eyelids, and said lightly.

"Ah, so many!" Chu Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, he only had fifteen spars in total, and where could he get twenty spars.