Tiger Mountain.

Tiger Gate Station.

Thanks to the accumulation of several generations over the past century, this mountain, located 30 miles east of the county town, belongs to the industry of the Tiger Sect.

Further east of this mountain is the famous Yanmen Mountains.

In late autumn, the fallen leaves are withered and yellow, the birds are gone, and the mountain peaks appear particularly lonely.

The breeze blows, and the fallen leaves dance colorfully, which also adds a bit of sadness to this place.

Crossing the mountain gate and walking up more than a thousand layers along the stone steps in the mountains, the view is a huge manor.

Martial arts, school, dozens of courtyards...

Not to mention anything else, just building this huge manor on this mountain is already amazing.

It is not a matter of success for the Tiger Sect to achieve today.

With the help of his wife, standing firmly, looking at this place, Yang Fengfu's eyes became even more gloomy.

“Go to the backyard!”

With a wave of his hand, a group of disciples walked into the manor in sequence.

Guo Fan did not keep up, but consciously dragged his wounded body back to the small courtyard where he lived.

Although he is the eldest brother of the second generation disciple, he is not trusted by Yang Fengfu because of his previous generation.

It does not belong to the core group of the Tiger Sect.

Depending on the situation, the sect leader wanted to gather close people to discuss major events, but he went there was just a boring thing.

"Crack..."

Push open the door and the decorations inside the house are clear.

It's just a bed, a few, a bookcase, and a futon.

The bedding on the bed is neatly stacked. In addition to martial arts books, there are also various miscellaneous notes, unofficial history and even poetry and scriptures in the bookcase.

The number of books is even higher than that of the school inside the school.

Guo Fan traveled through time and lived a life of rebirth, and was no longer so urgent about material enjoyment.

Instead, he is full of curiosity about the world.

Only books and words can satisfy these.

He doesn't like fun, doesn't like food, and doesn't seem to care much about women, which makes him an alien in the Tiger Sect.

Fortunately, Guo Fan's performance outside has always been relatively dull, so he didn't think about it because of this.

"call……"

After breathing a long breath, he sat cross-legged on the cushion and took the healing pill from his arms.

When the elixir enters the abdomen, it immediately turns into a rolling warm current and rushes to the whole body. While replenishing qi and blood, it also stimulates the wound to itch.

As the effect of the medicine gradually takes effect, the pain in the wound is no longer obvious.

Guo Fan's mind was condensed, and a powerful white tiger treading on the sky immediately appeared in his mind.

The graphics emerge and the thoughts tighten instantly.

At the same time, his body trembled slightly, and the subtle parts began to exert force, urging the qi and blood to accelerate the recovery of the wound.

Even if you have masters who have cultivated this ability, you will never have it.

And the reason why he did it depends entirely on his own practice.

The White Tiger's Demonic Body!

The name of this martial art is domineering, but it is actually a waste of money. If possible, he would have to practice it.

Back then, Sun Jieliang, the former leader of the Tiger Sect, accidentally obtained a white tiger painting.

He saw from it that there was a mysterious martial art hidden in this scroll and was addicted to it.

Later, in order to verify what he was thinking, he forced his disciples to revise the White Tiger Demon Body.

Use the process of disciples to verify the exercises.

Three of the four disciples were killed by him because of this.

If Guo Fanfu had not had a great life and had survived his master's devil and died early, he would have been following in the footsteps of his junior brother.

And he could no longer get rid of this white tiger's evil body.

Although this exercise is not perfect, it has various wonderful uses during the body refining stage, which is quite good.

If it can breed internal strength, it is also a powerful martial art.

But unfortunately, the side effects are even greater.

Whenever the Hai and Zi change late at night, an inexplicable evil aura enters the body, making people feel unbearable.

Every day, pain for half a quarter of an hour!

One of Guo Fan's junior brothers could not bear this inevitable torture and committed suicide.

Guo Fan is fine.

He is born with divine power and has a strong body, so he is more resistant to pain.

In addition, as his strength increases, the power of evil spirit torture gradually weakens, and he persists.

I think as long as I achieve internal strength, I should be immune to the torment of the evil energy entering the body.

As Guo Fan used his exercises to heal his injuries, time passed slowly.

Before we knew it, late at night had already fallen, and the darkness enveloped the mountains, and there were only a few places in the manor that lights flashed.

"Da...da..."

A knock on the door woke him up.

"Senior brother, have you slept?"

A crisp and pleasant voice followed closely from outside the door.

"No, my junior sister has something to do?"

Guo Fan opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.

At this time, if you have anything to do, the master of the sect, the junior sister Wanjun, who came.

"Senior brother, my father is looking for you."

Yang Wanjun did not push the door open, but just responded quietly outside the door.

"The master of the sect is looking for me?"

Guo Fan's heart skipped a beat and his face became gloomy.

He quickly changed his mind and slowly stood up: "Junior sister wait, I'll change my clothes and go."

"Um."

Yang Wanjun should be so.

Soon, Guo Fan, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the door and followed the other party into the main house of the manor.

Here, the lights are still there.

Thanks to the mystery of the martial arts, although he had not yet approached, he had already felt several familiar auras inside.

The sect leader, the sect leader’s wife, three uncles, and several junior brothers…

The core figures of the Tiger Sect are actually here!

Could it be that when they came back from the ring, they have been discussing until now?

"Crack..."

Yang Wanjun pushed open the door, and the scene inside came into view. Sure enough, everyone in the room was there.

"Dad, senior brother is here."

"Um."

Yang Fengfu nodded slowly and signaled Yang Wanjun to stand aside, then he then set his eyes on Guo Fan who followed him in.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Guo Fan's heart thumped.

"Guo Fan, how are the Tiger Sect treating you?"

What is this to do?

"The Master of the Sect."

Guo Fan took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "When Guo Fan was young, he was just a beggar on the street. If he had not taken in by his master, the care of all the seniors would have long been a dead bone in the wilderness."

"Guo Fan will never forget the re-creation of the Tiger Sect!"
To be continued...