Moonlight and wind

Since Miss Yunfang already knew her life story very well, there was nothing to hide. Moreover, Miss Yunfang was knowledgeable and had pointed out the problem that she was unable to learn the Luohui Sect's martial arts. She might as well use this opportunity to resolve her confusion.

"Miss Yunfang, you just mentioned that I cannot learn the Luohui Sect's skills. What is the reason?" asked Xuanyue.

"Well," Miss Yunfang chuckled and hesitated for a moment, "Since your mother didn't write it down in her notes, she probably didn't want you to learn this technique. Why do you have to ask about it?"

"Miss Yunfang, that letter is the only token that the madam left for you," Zi Zhong said, kneeling down at Miss Yunfang's feet. "You have always been obsessed with it, and it also wants to have more contact with the madam. Please tell me something, Miss Yunfang." Seeing this, Zi Ling'er also knelt down hurriedly, and the two of them kowtowed to Miss Yunfang.

"Hey! Get up!" Miss Yunfang waved her hand quickly, and the maid beside her hurriedly helped the two people who were kneeling on the ground.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but there are some problems here. I don't know the relationship between Miss Gu and Young Master Shan. If I tell her and Miss Gu makes another mistake, how can I explain to Young Master Shan? After all, she paid for it."

"Don't worry, Miss Yunfang. I have nothing to do with that young master Shan. You are well connected, so you will know whether the rumor is true or not," Qu Xuanyue said softly. "If there is any problem with this skill, I will bear all the consequences myself. Miss Yunfang, don't feel pressured."

“Well, if you had said that earlier, you two wouldn’t have to kowtow to me like that!” Miss Yunfang said jokingly, “The martial arts of the Luohui Sect are also ordinary martial arts, but the introduction is a little special.” Miss Yunfang said seriously.

"What special method?"

"For example, the martial arts of Young Master Shan's sect, the Snow Shadow Hall - the Snow Shadow Divine Art, uses cold air as a guide to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, especially the essence of ice and snow, which is the most suitable essence for accelerating cultivation."

Miss Yunfang smoothed the hair by her ears and said, "The Luohui Sect is an expert in using poison, so their skills are naturally related to poison."

"Poisonous?" Zi Ling'er said in surprise.

"Yes, this sect worships snakes, so you know why it is called Luowei Sect, right? Its sect's skills, the Willow Poison Heart Sutra, use snake venom as a guide to catalyze its fusion with one's internal energy."

"Will I get poisoned if I practice this technique?" Zi Ling'er asked worriedly.

"Of course. Among these four major sects, the Luohui Sect has the fewest disciples. Can you guess why?" Miss Yunfang asked mysteriously.

"Could they all have been poisoned to death?" Zi Ling'er became even more worried.

"Silly girl!" Miss Yunfang laughed, "Because the Luohui Sect only accepts female disciples, the number of people is naturally much smaller! Hahaha!"

"Snake venom? Which kind of snake's venom?" Xuanyue asked curiously.

"That snake is not an ordinary snake. It is a spirit snake that Luohui Sect raises. Although that snake is common in southern Xinjiang, the snake venom is only useful for the spirit snakes raised by the sect!"

"So, to learn the Willow Poison Heart Technique, we must go to the Luogui Sect?"

"That's right, become a disciple of the Luohui Sect," Miss Yunfang looked at Xuanyue with a smile, "but the price is to remain single for life!"

"Master, be careful!" Shan Zimo shouted to Master Zhiye from afar.

The two men holding double halberds wanted to surround Master Zhiye, but Master Zhiye met the double halberds, and flicked his fingers hard on the forging part of the halberds. The huge shock wave broke the halberds, and the two men retreated several steps!

"Oh! Such a strong inner strength!" Shan Zimo exclaimed in amazement. "So, young master, there is absolutely no need to worry about Master Zhiye!"

"Little brother," Master Zhiye gathered his inner strength, bent down to pick up the half of the halberd on the ground, held it in his hand and looked at it, "Who made the halberd for you? It's so inferior!" After these words came out, the two of them were even more ashamed.

"Look at this place. The traces of forging here are too crude! And the material used to make the halberd," Master Zhiye said, weighing the halberd in his hand. "It's not even as good as a hoe. You might have been cheated, right?"

"Let's go!" One person called out, and the two ran away in shame.

"Look, I haven't finished yet!" Master Zhiye pointed at the two people who were running away with his halberd, and simply stuffed half of the halberd into the torn bag on the donkey's back, then rode on the donkey again and walked towards Shan Zimo and the others.

"Master Zhiye!" Shan Zimo bowed.

Master Zhiye had arrived at the west city gate riding a donkey. "Hey, isn't this my eldest young master?" As he said that, Master Zhiye jumped off the donkey's back, rubbed his hands on the donkey's butt, and then reached out to touch Shan Zimo's arm.

Shan Zimo let Master Zhiye pat and caress his arm with a fake smile.

"Great! I haven't seen you for half a year, and you've made progress again!" Master Zhiye said, then turned around and looked at Shan Boyu, "Boyu, where's your knife?"

"Master, the sword is here!" Shan Boyu took out Shan Zimo's Frost and Snow Dragon Roar Sword from the weapon bag on horseback and handed it to Master Zhiye.

Master Zhiye took the Frost Snow Dragon Chant Knife, took it out of the scabbard, and carefully stroked the knife with a cold glow, "Not bad, it's well maintained, and there seems to be some knife energy coming out!" Master Zhiye inserted the knife into the scabbard and handed it to Shan Boyu. Shan Zimo helped Master Zhiye ride on the donkey, and the three of them walked towards the Snow Shadow Hall together.

"Master, did you get any good treasures during this trip?" Shan Boyu asked.

"No, but there are quite a lot of scrap copper and iron!" As he said that, Master Zhiye knocked on the cloth bag behind him, which made another rustling sound.

"Master, what's in your cloth bag?" Shan Zimo asked curiously.

"Oh, nothing. These are the weapons used by the people who tried to rob me along the way!" Master Zhiye said lightly.

"You still have this hobby? Collecting weapons of the defeated?" Shan Zimo thought, this is also a collector player!

"It's simply because they ran away because they couldn't win, leaving behind this weapon. I'll keep it for them first and leave it in the sect for them to take it themselves!"

"Then you are really thoughtful!" Shan Zimo said with a fake smile.

As they were talking, the three of them came to the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain. "Old man, you are still alive!" Master Zhiye saw the hunchbacked old man curled up at the foot of the stone lion.

"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet!" The old man stood up tremblingly and took away Shan Zimo and Shan Boyu's horses.

Master Zhiye was still sitting on the donkey's back without moving. Seeing the hunchbacked old man walk into the stable, Master Zhiye flicked the small whip in his hand, and the little donkey walked up the mountain!

"Hey! Why doesn't he get off the horse?" Shan Zimo asked in confusion.

"Young Master, that's a donkey!" Shan Boyu rolled his eyes and followed.

"Isn't it possible to ride it?" Shan Zimo still didn't give up.

"Except Master Zhiye!"

"I said?"

"Yes, you said so!"