After once again cleaning up after Feng Jue, even Feng Jiu, who now maintains the setting of a decent gentleman, could not help but reveal a feeling of mindfulness on his face.
Although Feng Jue was Feng Jiu’s brother, one ranked ninth and the other tenth, their ages were similar, but the relationship between the two could be said to be incompatible.
Ever since Feng Jiu understood, the only emotion he had towards Feng Jue, his younger brother, was disgust.
As they were close in age and there were no other children of the same age in the palace, Feng Jue was bored and would bully Feng Jiu one day and then the next.
Feng Jiu’s sick and weak body had survived Feng Jie’s bullying until today, which was a blessing from heaven.
Now that the tide has turned and she has turned over from her former victim, even though Feng Jiu is deep-rooted in her mind, she has a wonderful feeling of “thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west, don’t bully the poor young man”.
Of course, although the above statement represents some of the factors, it does not speak to the heart of the matter. There was another extremely important reason why Feng Jiu had acted in such a rude manner in front of a large audience.
The “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy”, a secretly pa*sed down from the Feng family of the Northern Zhou royal family, a supreme divine technique that had laid the foundation of the Great Saturday for a hundred years and had been pa*sed down in the Northern Zhou for another three hundred years.
Feng Jiu’s bad luck is reflected in all aspects of his life. He can be said to be the only member of the current Northern Zhou royal family who does not know about the “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy”. Even Feng Qiwu, who practises the “Hao Rang Zheng Qi”, which is incompatible with the “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy”, has long been aware of the contents of the “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy”.
Among all the princes, Feng Jiu was the only one who was not loved by Feng Tianming, so he did not even pa*s on the “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy” on the pretext that he was too sick and weak to practice martial arts.
It would be a lie to say that Feng Jiu did not covet this divine skill. Unlike Feng Qiwu, Feng Jiu’s “Hao Rang Zheng Qi” was transformed by the robbery power. As a robbery power that could transform all kinds of true qi, Feng Jiu could naturally practise the “Phoenix Heavenly Strategy” which was incompatible with “Hao Rang Zheng Qi”.
After completely subduing Feng Jiu, Qing Yu pa*sed on to Feng Jiu the techniques of using the hijacking power in the “Black Heavenly Book”, including the “Mending Heavenly Hijacking Hand”. Even though Feng Jiu had not yet truly cultivated the “Heaven Mending Robbery Hand”, she had become more and more comfortable with the divine power of her hands brought about by the “Black Heavenly Book”.
Just now, Feng Jiu took the opportunity to teach Feng Jue a lesson, using a special technique to stimulate his instincts, causing him to involuntarily run his true qi to defend against Feng Jiu’s hands that were deliberately striking all over his body.
Taking the opportunity of this contact, Feng Jiu used his hands to sense Feng Jie’s qi movement, spying a part of the ‘Phoenix Heavenly Curse’ true qi movement route.
”If Brother Yu were here, with his ability, he should be able to figure out most of the ‘Phoenix Heavenly Strategy”s heart techniques.”
While lamenting in his heart, Feng Jiu had to stop the movements in his hands. Even if he could have not hit hard, Feng Jiu was already bruised and fat like a pig’s head at this point, and it would be a bit inappropriate to keep hitting for too long.
So Feng Jiu regrettably withdrew his hand, waved his sleeve back and turned his head sideways to Feng Jie who was grunting on the ground, “Tenth royal brother, I hope you remember this lesson and know how to respect your elder brother, otherwise, my brother wouldn’t mind teaching you a lesson again.”
“Take your master, and that monk, and get lost.” This sentence was said to those attendants of Feng Jue who were accompanying him.
Those attendants scrambled to help up Feng Jue, who had been beaten into a pig’s head, and the monk of the Empty Gate, who was almost out of breath.
“You, and you, you two, first… hiss…” Feng Jie pushed away the two attendants who came to help him, pulling at the corners of his bruised mouth and grimacing, “Send Master Kongmen down the mountain at once, and treat him well, if If anything happens, I will have your heads.”
As a member of the imperial family, Feng Jue was not the only one with a domineering personality; at least in one way, he still had quite a brain. Otherwise, he would not have been the first to go to the Tantric clan and draw them in.
This time, he was asked to open the door to teach Feng Jiu a lesson for him, and the cause was in him, so it was better to ensure that the Empty Gate did not die. It was true that the Tantras might not blame Feng Jue for an empty door, but showing an attitude would still gain the goodwill of the Tantras.
So, the two attendants hurriedly carried Empty Gate down the mountain first. The two attendants were also innate martial artists, so they were able to get down from the mountain quickly, so that the bumps in the road would not be too much for them to bear and kill them.
After arranging for the empty door, Feng Jue pointed at Feng Jiu and cursed, “Feng Jiu, you wait for me, I will come back.”
“Oh,” Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows lightly, “My brother is very welcome to come back again, Tenth Imperial Brother.”
Feng Jiu couldn’t wait for him to come more often, preferably so that he could figure out the operation of the ‘Phoenix Heavenly Curse’ heart technique.
However, his eager look made Feng Jue think that he was going to do it again and hurriedly greeted his attendants to leave.
“Tenth royal brother, my brother really expects you to come and receive some lessons again.” Feng Jiu said with great anticipation as he watched Feng Jiu’s group flee in a hurry.
“Feng Jiu.” A call suddenly came from behind.
Feng Jiu recognised the voice and hurriedly turned around and saluted, “Mr. Wu Qu.”
“You have broken through to the Divine Origin realm?” Wu Qu asked as if to confirm.
Feng Jiu duly revealed a modest expression and said, “A fluke breakthrough.”
“There is no such thing as a fluke. The fact that you have broken through proves your talent. Come with me, follow me to see Dean Zhuge.”
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On the marble mountain path from the Mountain River Academy to the bottom of the mountain.
Two attendants, who were carefully carrying the seriously injured Empty Gate, were making light work to rush down the mountain.
As it was in the middle of a holiday, the only people in the academy would be some of the Da Qian students whose families were ten thousand miles away who would stay in the academy, and Feng Jiu, who was now close to living in the academy as his home.
As the two attendants travelled along, although they occasionally encountered a few students pointing curiously, they were not stopped by anyone who saw them carrying a Tantric monk.
With the help of their lightness, they were about to reach the foot of the mountain. Once they reached the foot of the mountain, they would be able to find a medical centre to temporarily relieve their injuries so that they could carry them to the Tantric monk and the others.
At the bottom of Tatung Mountain, due to the Shanhe Academy, it was a small town, so it was easy to find a medical centre.
However, the foot of the mountain seemed to be a bit far away. It is said that the foot of the mountain is in front of you, but the saying that it is always this distance is not unheard of.
These two were unaware that the foot of the mountain they saw was all illusory. Their real bodies had long since gone astray, unknowingly, into the forest away from the trail.
When the shadows were completely out of sight on the other side of the mountain path, the two attendants carrying the empty door stopped in their tracks, but in their consciousness they were still urging their light kung fu to hurry down the mountain.
