Changsheng Town, inside the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man held a leather whip and severely beat a young boy who was kneeling on the ground. Every time he hit him, a scarlet blood mark was left on the boy's body.

The sound of whipping resounded throughout the ancestral hall, and no one in the surrounding crowd made a move to stop him.

Huang Shihu knelt on the ground and silently endured the burning pain. He looked at the disdainful sarcasm and ridicule on everyone's faces, and then remembered how these people flattered him three years ago. He gritted his teeth and blushed.

Face, eyes fierce.

As an immortal, Huang Shihu was originally the most dazzling new star in the town, a rare martial arts genius in thousands of years. His powerful immortality connects and resonates with heaven and earth. On his eighteenth birthday, he was about to undergo a catastrophe and was struck by lightning.

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Even so, many powerful forces on the mainland would do anything to win him over.

You must know that the immortals who possess the thunder are unique talents. After successfully overcoming the tribulation, their cultivation level will rapidly improve, and they will become a being that can shake the three thousand worlds with a single move.

The first-class sect Lotus Sect promised to fight the heavenly calamity for him, and in exchange for the throne of the sect leader and a ferocious white tiger cub, he stood out from many forces and signed a contract with Huang Shihu.

Huang Shihu originally thought that he would live to the age of eighteen, go to the Lotus Sect to survive the catastrophe safely, become the leader of the sect, reach the pinnacle of life, and become famous all over the world.

But God made a joke for him. Three years ago, Huang Shihu woke up and his internal strength was gone. No matter how hard he practiced, nothing could be done.

Overnight, Huang Shihu fell from the altar of genius to an ordinary person.

The news spread quickly and soon reached the Lotus Sect, who sent a saint girl from the Lotus Sect to break the contract early this morning.

How could Huang Shihu, who was once a genius, endure all kinds of insults from the saints of the Lotus Sect? In front of everyone, Huang Shihu boldly accepted the bet from the Lotus Sect: three years later, in a showdown in the Lotus Sect, Huang Shihu lost and gave up.

Compensation for breach of contract, self-destruction, if he wins, the previous conditions will remain unchanged, and the saint will be a slave for life.

One is a former genius who fell into the abyss and was shattered to pieces, and the other is a saint who stands high on the top of the mountain. There is no suspense about the outcome of this duel, it's just the yellow liger struggling to death.

The higher you stand, the harder you fall. If you fall this time, you may never get a chance to get up again.

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The middle-aged man looked at Huang Shihu and the eye-catching blood marks on his back. With tears in his eyes, his left hand holding the whip hovered in the air. Then he threw away the whip and fell to his knees with a thud. He was very humble and his head was lowered.

, begged: "I beg the three elders to spare Huang Shihu's life."

The great elder put down the tea cup in his hand, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him, and scolded: "Old Huang, you are just a low-class servant, worse than a dog. What qualifications do you have to intercede for him? If you dare to speak again, even you will

Punishment!

Hit me hard! Hit him until he admits his mistake!"

However, the man spoke softly, and the middle-aged man nodded. The moment he stood up, a touch of unnoticeable regret flashed across his cloudy old eyes. Alas, the young master's character is too stubborn and strong. With the young master's previous talent, how can he be ridiculed by these people?

and ridicule.

Twenty lashes later, the skin and flesh on the back of the yellow liger were already torn.

The great elder raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man, his eyes were cold, and he asked: "Let me ask you one last time, where is the white tiger?"

The yellow liger panted heavily, and although he looked embarrassed, he still said with a merciless smile: "The white tiger is in your mother's belly."

Everyone present opened their mouths slightly, stunned by these words. Lao Huang even stepped forward and covered Huang Lihu's mouth, revealing a pair of yellow teeth with missing front teeth, and said: "Great Elder, you sir have a lot of

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"Shut your stupid mouth!" The elder's face was livid. He walked forward slowly, grabbed the whip, and whipped the middle-aged man hard, causing his skin and flesh to rip open.

The middle-aged man's mouth trembled for a while, and he took a breath of cold air between his teeth. He felt a sudden numbness in his back, which instantly became hot and painful like fire. The stinging pain went straight into his heart. His body trembled and he fainted several times.

past.

"Old Huang! I said where is the white tiger? Don't fight!" Huang Shihu howled heart-breakingly. As long as he can remember, Lao Huang has taken care of his own food, clothing, housing and transportation. He is not a biological father, so this time he will be whipped instead.

How can others survive twenty lashes? After five lashes, he will be on the verge of death.

"Young master, please don't tell me about the whereabouts of the white tiger. If you tell me, the whippings I have received will be in vain. This old slave has a strong body, so it doesn't matter if he is whipped hundreds of times." The middle-aged man who looked like a servant chuckled.

He clenched his teeth, revealing the yellow teeth that were missing his front teeth again.

"You old dog, you are looking for death!" The great elder looked ferocious, and the force of the whip increased again.

In the ancestral hall, the sound of whipping was very harsh, and Lao Huang's wailing gradually became weaker.

After twenty lashes, Old Huang's back was already bloody and bloody. Just when he could no longer hold on and was about to faint, two cloth shoes hit the elder's head.

Everyone took a breath and exclaimed: "How dare this loser attack the elder!"

The elders represent the ancestors and are well-deserved masters. Even the mayor has no right to ignore the elders. To despise the elders is to despise the ancestors.

When Huang Shihu takes action against the elders, he takes action against his ancestors.

"Master! You must not!" The dying Lao Huang was startled by this move. He endured the severe pain and struggled to get up, stopped Huang Liger, and whispered: "Master, I don't need to save my life for Lao Huang.

Come forward, now they are eager for you to make a mistake. Just based on your actions just now, they can kill you!

Think about the master, he has been alone in the secret realm of immortality for several months in order to restore your inner strength, and now your life or death is uncertain. If you die, will you be worthy of the master and the three-year agreement you promised yourself?"

While Huang Shihu was distracted, Lao Huang suddenly surged with energy and pushed him out of the ancestral hall with both hands.

Lao Huang grinned and said: "The master entrusted you to me before entering the secret realm and asked me to take good care of you. Unfortunately, Lao Huang failed to do it. Now, I will risk my life to protect the young master!"

Master, the wind is getting tight, Lao Huang is the first to shout!"

Bang! The door of the ancestral hall was closed by Old Huang. No matter how Huang Liger howled and banged against the door, the door did not move at all.

As he breathed, Lao Huang's heart-rending howl came from inside.

"Sister, please go forward boldly, go forward, and don't look back!"

When Huang Lihu was heartbroken, he ran home and found an old bronze mirror.

Now, only this bronze mirror can save Lao Huang, and only this bronze mirror can give him supreme power.

Three years ago, I found this bronze mirror in the back mountain. The next moment, a terrifying force sucked the yellow liger into the mirror.

In the mirror, Huang Shihu learned that as long as he signed a contract with the bronze mirror, he would gain supreme power and reach the top of his path.

At that time, Huang Shihu was a genius. How could he sign a contract with unknown origins? Therefore, he did not agree to the request for the bronze mirror. He placed it at home and gradually forgot about it as time went by.

Today he suddenly remembered this matter. As long as he could save Lao Huang, restore his inner strength, and teach those blind elders a lesson, Bronze Mirror would agree to any conditions!

Huang Lihu cut his palm with a knife, and blood dripped down his palm onto the bronze mirror.

In an instant, the bronze mirror absorbed all the blood, and then, that terrifying force sucked the yellow liger into the mirror again.

"You have finally decided to sign a contract with me!" In front of him, a woman in green clothes stood with her bare feet dangling in the air and her skirt swaying in the wind.

Huang Liger's eyes were firm, "As long as you give me strength, I will agree to any conditions you have!"

The woman in green clothes nodded slightly, raised her hand, and the next moment, countless pure gold talismans appeared. Each talisman represented a supreme magic!

Then all the talismans gathered in the furnace and turned into a unique talisman that stood between the two people.

The talisman is completed, the mountains and rivers are broken, the heaven and the earth collapse, and the bright golden light slowly shines down.
Chapter completed!