Two months later.

Secret room behind the Tiger Gate.

“Buzz…”

The sound of the knife is soft.

Guo Fan held the knife in his hand, practicing the skill of Wuhu Broken Door Knife, which he could not be more familiar with.

His body was like a tiger's shape, and his sword was moving violently. When he raised his hands and feet, he seemed to have a tiger roaring as his companion.

The power is fierce and terrifying!

Sometimes the long sword trembles, and the sword light flashes, and the howling wind can even rush out about a foot away.

"Crackling..."

Even if you are only affected by strong storms, the stone wall cannot bear the force, and gravel will roll down from time to time.

It's obvious.

At this time, Guo Fan was more than better than two months ago.

I’m afraid there is no need to be scheming. If you face Kong Zonghan, the leader of the Jifeng Hall, you can do it without being at a disadvantage!

That's true.

Two months ago, he had just returned from another world, and his strength had not yet recovered, and his internal strength had only been integrated with seven serious points.

now!

All the injuries on the body have been recovered, and the internal strength has been penetrated again.

The practice of practice has changed from Panhu Posture to One Yuan Qi Art.

The two rituals are originally multiplied by one lineage, so there is no hindrance to the modification and everything goes very smoothly.

After the renovation, Guo Fan truly understood the gap between the two.

Use water as a metaphor.

The internal force of the Panhu Stance Practice is mixed with difficulty, like a stream of water mixed with a lot of mud and sand, which is laborious to activate.

The Yi Yuan Qi Jue is like clear flowing water. Not only is the water quality pure, but it also has a faster flow rate and is more agile.

Comparison of the two.

The latter has a more pure internal force, and the meridians flow faster, so the power it bursts naturally becomes stronger.

It is not at the same level when nourishing the body, not easily damaging the meridians, and even using various martial arts.

"Peng!"

As soon as I stepped under my feet, a sunken suddenly appeared on the hard rocky ground.

Guo Fan's body rotated with the lightning, the sword was soaring, and the sound of a tiger roar became louder and louder, until the entire secret room was filled.

A hundred catastrophes of tigers!

"Swish!"

Ten sword lights appeared quietly in the field and silently slashed into the hard stone walls in all directions.

"Sigh..."

The sound of tearing came.

Guo Fan held his knife and stood upright, with a knife mark in his field of vision.

I saw a series of knife marks penetrated into the mountains and rocks, reaching several feet deep, which was shocking!

The internal force becomes pure and the operation becomes more and more at will. A fierce tiger will naturally make a breakthrough after slashing with hundreds of kalpas.

From nine swords to ten swords!

Moreover, when the knife was released, there was a sense of nameless smoothness, as if some kind of hindrance was about to be broken.

"call……"

Guo Fan breathed gently, his body swayed slightly under the candlelight, and his skin also flushed.

It's like a hot prawn!

Although it was a bit funny, his aura was like a volcano erupting and suddenly surged.

Blood-burning method!

The breath is retracted as soon as it is released, but it has not been truly exerted. It is just that the candlelight in the field is constantly swaying and may be extinguished at any time.

"Half incense stick, 20%!"

Guo Fan whispered, and a faint joy appeared in his eyes.

Through his improved blood-burning technique, although it can only increase its strength by 20% in half a stick of incense.

But there were almost no side effects.

After pondering for a moment, Guo Fan put away his knife and turned around, tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the stone gate.

Retreat for two months.

His body has recovered and his strength has reached its peak. It is meaningless to continue to stay.

It's time to go out.

“Buzz…”

The stone door opened, and the dazzling sunlight fell towards him, making Guo Fan subconsciously raise his hand to cover his eyes.

"The Master of the Sect."

Junior Brother Mu's voice came from not far away, with surprise.

"You finally came out of seclusion!"

"Um."

Guo Fan nodded and looked at him: "Why, you have been guarding the door for a while?"

Although he was in seclusion, it did not mean that he did not hear of foreign affairs.

If it is an important matter that must be dealt with, you can stop and go into seclusion.

"yes."

Junior Brother Mu nodded and said, "Manager Wang said he had something to ask for advice. I guess it will only be two days after you leave the customs. Let me come over and guard it."

The manager of the king he mentioned was the sick gun Wang Mukun.

As a master of the previous generation, Wang Mukun naturally could not join Guo Fan and others.

It is impossible to be a master uncle, so he can only take a position as a manager. In the future, the sect will become an elder when it becomes bigger.

"Speak while walking."

Guo Fan put down his hand and walked towards the front mountain: "Have he said what exactly is it?"

"Not said."

Junior Brother Mu shook his head.

The other party didn't say anything, so he naturally couldn't remember to ask.

Guo Fan sighed lightly. Although this junior brother treats others sincerely, his IQ is indeed urgent.

Fortunately, the back mountain is not far apart, and soon I saw figures flashing inside the sect.

After not here for two months, the Tiger Sect is now beginning to flourish.

Now, there are no less than forty or fifty people.

"Sect Master!"

When Wang Mukun saw Guo Fan, he hurriedly came up and recruited a young man closer.

"His name is Jingliang, he is a neat young man. He has been admitted to his subordinates not long ago and is currently helping me with some gang affairs."

"Hurry, meet the sect leader!"

The young man was a little stunned, and he didn't seem to expect Guo Fan to be so young. He hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.

"Jingliang, I've met the sect leader!"

"Um."

Guo Fan held his hands in one hand: "Get up."

At the same time, he looked at Wang Mukun: "I heard you have something to come to me."

"Yes, the master."

Wang Mukun nodded, reached out to lead the way, and said, "A few days ago, the owner of the Yellow Hall of Sifang Martial Arts Hall visited the mountain."

"Owner of Huang Pavilion."
To be continued...