Yang Fan practiced for a while, and then he fell asleep directly, but the moment the car stopped, he immediately woke up.

It was already dawn outside, and after a night of high-speed running, it was at least crossing provinces.

Yang Fan thought that their hidden sect should have lived in the deep mountains and forests, but he didn't expect that the car came to the front of a tall building. Could this be the location of the Wanmen in Xiangzhou?

While he was squinting his eyes and looking around, he heard the Breaking Formation asking for advice in a low voice: "Uncle Lei, should you put him in the Wanlong Building? This is where our Wanmen is located, but it can be regarded as an outer door industry after all. If you bring it back to the ancestral hall..."

Lei Minglong had already waved his hand: "I have my own concerns about this!"

"Yes." There is probably something else to be done about the breaking formation, so I got off at the Bandung Building. Then the driver did not continue driving and parked at the entrance of the Bandung Building.

"Boy, I know you've woken up. You even want to attack me, but I promise that if you really have no brains to do such a thing, your wound will grow several times bigger, and even the gods will not be able to save you!"

Lei Minglong continued to close his eyes and rest, then snorted coldly, as if there was no effect on whether Yang Fan woke up or not.

Yang Fan was no longer natural to pretend, so he simply opened his eyes: "Your surname is Lei? Are you from Wanmen?"

"Xiangzhou Wanmen Thunder Dragon!" He proudly said his identity. "I believe your master should have told you."

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it." Yang Fan told the truth.

To Lei Minglong, this was deliberately insulting him! He didn't expect that Yang Fan's inquiry just now was asked from what the Breaking Formation said to him, and he thought that Yang Fan knew their identities. It was understandable to know the identity inquiry, but he deliberately pretended not to know him, so he would be unforgivable!

"Boy, you will pay for your arrogance!"

"Aren't you arrested me? I don't have a penny on me, and I can't help but go back. What's the bigger price?" Yang Fan looked outside and responded lazily.

The driver remained silent and he didn't look tired even after driving all night.

Lei Minglong clenched his fist a little, and he wanted to beat Yang Fan directly. But since everyone was brought back, he was not in a hurry.

"Who just got off the car? Is it a breaking formation? Is he going to buy us breakfast?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Lei Minglong's face turned dark again, "Breakfast! Do you still want to have breakfast? You won't buy it for you if you buy it for your dog!"

"Don't be so stingy! You brought me here. Why do you say that you are a guest from afar? It's time to entertain me for food and drink..." Yang Fan pointed to the blood on his body: "Look, I'm still the injured. It's good to not let you make soup and nourish."

"..." Lei Minglong only had a brief conversation with Yang Fan last night. At that time, Feng Wu threatened him. He was the best. Unexpectedly, when Yang Fan woke up, he was not afraid of him at all. The words he said made him very depressed. So just shut up to avoid listening to him making noise.

After a while, the breaking formation came out again, letting the driver get out of the car, and then he got into the driver's seat.

"Uncle Master, you have some breakfast first." Seeing that Yang Fan had woken up, his expression of breaking the formation was a little unnatural, and he was filled with mixed feelings.

Lei Minglong was about to reach out to take it, but when he heard Yang Fan next to him smile, he immediately remembered what he said just now, "Do you still want to have breakfast? You don't buy it for you if you buy it for a dog!" Now he broke the formation and bought him breakfast. If he answered, wouldn't he call himself a dog?

"Hmph! Drive!"

The formation was a little awkward, and I didn't know why I flattered the horse on the leg. But this uncle had a bad temper, so he knew that he didn't say much. He drove away quickly.

Yang Fan had woken up and looked at the environment outside. He looked like he was suddenly aware: "I understand, this is Xiangzhou. The name of your gang is Wanmen. So he calls himself Wanmen in Xiangzhou! Mr. Lei should be the senior thug inside, right?"

Lei Minglong reached out with one hand and grabbed the clothes in front of Yang Fan: "I warn you not to mess with me! Otherwise, I will crush you to death on the street now!"

The Breaking Formation in front was also furious, and he actually called them Wanmen a gang organization. He actually said that Master Lei Minglong was a senior thug, which was too insulting!

At this moment, he also felt that Yang Fan was deliberately irritating them because the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

"Just kidding, don't be so humorless! I won't be able to say that I'm a gangster, a gangster, or I'm a superhero, **oss, I won't be angry." Yang Fan continued to nag.

Lei Minglong let go of him, his face turned pale, then closed his eyes, began to breathe slowly, trying his best to suppress his emotions that were about to explode.

There was no talk at the breaking formation, but Yang Fan was still talking alone. The boy seemed to have used them as a tour guide. On the way, he saw a larger sign and a conspicuous building, so he asked them what it was, making it look like a countryman entering the city.

After much trouble, Breaking the formation had to deliver the breakfast that had just been preparing to honor his uncle to Yang Fan and asked him to use breakfast, hoping that this would block his mouth.

Lei Minglong had no resistance, and cursed him secretly and thought it was feeding the dog.

...

Lei Minglong and Bozhen thought Yang Fan was a "talk", but they didn't expect that Yang Fan deliberately wanted to make them irritable. In what he said casually and asked so many things, there was a message about Wanmen from time to time, because it was disrupted, they didn't pay attention. Although they did not answer directly, through their expressions and reactions, Yang Fan still inquired a lot of information about Wanmen from Xiangzhou.

The Wanmen of Xiangzhou has a history of hundreds of years of inheritance, and the leaders have always had a long-term vision and have a good grasp of their sensitivity to politics. Even after various movements of dynasties, they have kept their strength low-key in advance and preserved their strength. So until now, many sects have interrupted their inheritance. For example, the most famous ones are actually famous by martial arts novels and certain movies. With the economic leadership in the past 20 or 30 years, local governments have developed to drive tourism investment.

This is like those rebuilt monuments or imitation fakes. Even though they are magnificent and more glamorous than before, they no longer have the foundation they belong to. In the eyes of the real Fang family, their value is far from comparable to the mottled monumental sites and broken antiques.

Wanmen is deliberately low-key. Not to mention martial arts novels, the movie has not mentioned it, and almost no local people know it. They have always been passed on in secret ways, which makes their reputation not strong enough, but they have maintained the inheritance very well. To this day, there are still some truly powerful warriors in each generation of disciples.

They themselves do not despise the famous sects that perform for tourists in order to go on TV, and those who have often become tourist attractions. But they reject the commercialization of sects rather than modern commerce. On the contrary, they can pass on their heritage for hundreds of years, and it is precisely because each generation has a secular business address to maintain the huge expenses required for martial arts and qigong.

If you are poor, you are rich in literature and martial arts, you can't have time to practice martial arts without money? Where can you afford meat and keep up with nutrition? Where can you afford medicinal materials without money? Therefore, the Changxing of the sects must need the support of secular industries. The famous sects in history are often local landlords, and they are occupied by the land near the mountain gate, or they are rewarded by the court, otherwise they will not be able to afford so many disciples.

The Bandung Building is the headquarters of their basic business, and the Chinese medicine store in Huaan is also their industry and is opened in many cities.

After more than an hour's drive, I drove away from Xiangzhou city, passed the countryside, and then drove to a mountainous area. After passing through the forest on one side, I finally drove into a place called Wanlong Resort Villa.

From the name, we can see that this is the Wanmen industry, but looking at such a remote and quiet environment, it doesn't seem very commercial. Yang Fan probably thinks this is a cover for external declaration. In fact, it is to appear in the name of the foundation of their sect, the ancestral hall where the foundation of their sect, the Breaking Formation, in the name of a more modern one, so that the road can be paved and the entry can be convenient.

Sure enough, the resort villa has a large area of ​​land, and the car winds up inside. Along the way, you can vaguely see some of the fronts that look like a tourist vacation, but the backs are a bit antique. There are also not very large ancient pagoda temples on the mountain behind.

The car finally stopped in front of a temple. Lei Minglong shouted coldly: "Boy! Get out of the car! If you hurt our ten thousand doors, it will not be so easy to let you go. If your adults didn't come to carry the thorns and apologize, you would have to pay for it! After interrupting all your hands and feet, abolishing your martial arts, it would be cheaper for you."

Yang Fan carefully got out of the car with his wounds covering his wounds. Since this was a pretending gesture, he was really careful to protect the wounds. After resting in one night, it would be much healed. If he pulled the bleeding, it would be even more troublesome. They would not change his medicine here!

The breaking formation did not go out together, but drove away.

Lei Minglong stared at Yang Fan and signaled to follow him inside.

There are not many people in the entire Wanlong Resort Villa, and it is even harder to see people when entering the inner courtyard of the monastery above. When Lei Minglong took Yang Fan to a main hall, a young man came out from inside. When he saw the two of them, he was a little excited.

"Uncle Master! Is this the murderer who injured two senior brothers?" He looked fierce, his fists were already clenched, and he wished he would attack Yang Fan immediately.

Lei Minglong snorted and his eyes fell on Yang Fan.

The man followed and saw the hospital gown and the blood stained around his waist. He finally restrained himself from the attack.

"Where is the sect leader?" Lei Minglong asked coldly. When they were outsiders, they called the boss, teachers and other names according to their own identities, while their own people also called the sect leader.

The man hurriedly said, "Master is waiting inside."

"Let's go?" Lei Minglong led Yang Fan into it.

Yang Fan chuckled softly and said, "Breaking the formation thought you were furious and brought me back here. Actually, it was your sect leader who arranged for you to do it?"

Lei Minglong's face changed slightly, and he stared at him.

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