"Brother Jiang, come and take a look at this book. It's a technique for escaping death."

Jiang Yu put the broom aside and wiped his face with a handkerchief.

He walked up to Ye Qingyan and looked at her with suspicion: "How did you escape? Did you disappear in a flash?"

Ye Qingyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's a god. I want to learn that kind of kung fu too."

Seeing a hint of displeasure on Ye Qingyan's face, Jiang Yu asked again, "When the Great Elder chased me and I used this skill, did he not catch up with me?"

Ye Qingyan nodded, "Unless he also knows this skill.

Think about it carefully, when he hit you, did he catch up with you in a flash, or was he running after you? "

Jiang Yu immediately replied, "He was chasing me with a stick, and I was running for my life. Sometimes he would use his Qinggong skills to fly ahead of me.

No matter how fast I run, he can catch up with me."

Ye Qingyan said with great interest: "When you learn this skill, he probably won't be able to catch up with you.

As for how far you can run, it depends on your inner strength."

Jiang Yu believed Ye Qingyan's words, and a fire of hope instantly ignited in his heart, but it was immediately extinguished.

He was in a low mood, looking like he had lost all hope in life. He whispered, "I'm stupid and not cut out for martial arts. Everyone says I'm useless."

Seeing Jiang Yu's expression, Ye Qingyan felt a little sorry and advised, "Sixth Senior Brother, you haven't studied hard enough, but you're not stupid.

As long as you work hard, you will be a dark horse.

I believe you can do it. Even I, who don't know martial arts, can see through it, not to mention that you have been learning for a while.

Think about it, next time you fight with Senior Brother Chu, you slap him in the face and then kick him, he won't be able to defend himself.

When he fights back, you disappear and you win for sure. Isn't that exciting?"

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up: "Yes, he couldn't find anyone when he wanted to hit me. Hehe, this escape technique is not bad, I will learn it."

"Teleportation is not difficult. Just use the inner strength and memorize the formula and the key points of the footwork.

Whether you can run far or near is simply a matter of skill and practice; the higher your skill, the farther you can run."

Ye Qingyan practiced as she spoke, and the two of them didn't stop for the entire afternoon.

Through their unremitting efforts, they can now move it seven or eight meters directly.

I feel that the space in the Sutra Repository is too small and not enough.

Jiang Yu said happily: "Little Junior Sister, this is the first time in my life that I am so happy to learn martial arts. Wait, I will take you to the back mountain, it is spacious there."

Ye Qingyan nodded and said, "I think there are some secrets here that are worth learning. Take them back and study them. I'll teach you tomorrow if you've learned them."

"Then you should take your time to search. You need to find an internal martial arts technique to learn first."

Ye Qingyan held the book "Teleportation Microstep" in her hand, with a serious expression, and began to talk to herself: "This technique must not be seen by Chu Xingyi.

If he learns it, we won’t be able to catch him even if we want to beat him up.”

She casually threw the book into space.

When she looked up, she saw a rosewood desk with writing brushes, inkstones, paper, and envelopes placed on it.

A small object on the table caught Ye Qingyan's attention.

She walked over, picked it up, and couldn't help but say, "Taotie! There's actually this thing here."

It was indeed a Taotie, which looked like it was made of copper, was the size of a fist, and was carved to look lifelike.

Except for Ye Qingyan, everyone who has been to the Sutra Repository has seen it.

They thought it was a ruler placed there by the clan leader to weigh down the paper, and no one took it seriously.

They had no shortage of rulers, but that thing was too small and not easy to use.

What they didn't know was that this Taotie had been on that table for hundreds of years.

The person placed here is the fifth generation leader of Qingyang Sect, Master Kongkong.

He has never left this purple-gold Taotie.

That day, he came to the Sutra Library and suddenly remembered something, so he wrote a letter to the leader of Xuantian Sect.

He had just started writing when the paper started to move back and forth, so he took out a Taotie from his clothes and used it as a ruler.

As a result, before he finished writing the letter, he suddenly suffered a heart attack. He died before he could pass on the secret that was only passed on to the sect leader.

All the buildings of Qingyang Sect were built at that time. From then on, Qingyang Sect began to decline.

By the time of Master Ziyin's generation, he had suffered a heartbreak and was even more out of control. He traveled all over the world and made the Qingyang Sect rank last in the annual sect competition.

Ye Qingyan felt that the Taotie was very appealing to her. She couldn’t explain why, but she just liked it very much.

She muttered to herself, "Little Taotie, they really don't know what's good.

It's a pity to put such a good thing here as a ruler.

I'd better take you away and study you carefully."

She then threw the little Taotie into space.

None of this escaped anyone's eyes.

He had white eyebrows and beard, a ruddy complexion, and was wearing a white robe.

If you stand in front of the waterfall, people will think he is an old immortal.

This person was none other than the nameless ancestor, the master of Ziyin Zhenren of the Qingyang Sect.

True Man Ziyin is not in the sect all year round, but his master cannot let go of the sect.

Whenever he had nothing to do, he would stay in the mountains and observe the situation of his disciples.

In the end, none of them gave him hope.

Although Qin Feng is magnanimous, his qualifications are mediocre. He is only ok to be the head of a sect.

Chu Xingyi is a little clever, but his intentions are not right and he cannot use his intelligence in the right place.

She was thinking about Ximen Caidie all day long. Whenever something was delivered from the mountain, she would tip off the Ximen family. She was a traitor.

Jiang Yu is also a promising person, but unfortunately he is not a good person and is just a ruffian who only thinks about fishing and catching shrimps.

Tang Zhi will be the leader of the Tang Clan in the future, and is destined not to stay in the mountains.

He thought to himself: I didn't expect that there would be such a smart disciple in the sect. She has a photographic memory and can teach what she has learned to her fellow disciples.

When he saw Ye Qingyan take the little Taotie away, the Taotie disappeared.

He was shocked. She actually had a storage ring!

He thought about Little Taotie again and thought: This hobby is not very good, why do you still want to take it with you?

Ye Qingyan's next move made him question his life even more:

Some of the rare secret manuals on the second floor, some of which were copied by him personally, were thrown into the space by her.

The nameless ancestor frowned and showed a hint of anger: This is the treasure picked up by Ziyin. You should have taken them one by one. How could you do this?

If I hadn't been guarding here, you wouldn't even know that the books in the Sutra Library had been emptied out. This is robbery!

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