True Martial Great Emperor of Myriad Realms

Wang Meng thanked his kindness.

Pass down the position of sect leader?

Well said, it's all bullshit!

Yang Fengfu's intention is sinister. He wants to die as the leader of the tiger sect in seven days!

If there is no accident.

These days, the real elite in the tiger gate will quietly withdraw and choose another place to make a comeback.

Those who stay are abandoned children!

Guo fan, on the other hand, is obviously used to maintain the overall situation and repay the "favor" of menghumen for more than 20 years.

I have to say that Yang Fengfu acted very decisively.

He obviously can't go by himself.

Knowing that he was seriously injured and could not recover, he directly gave up his internal power to help Guo fan improve his cultivation.

Judging from Guo fan's exposed character, he has obtained such great benefits, coupled with his past kindness, he will certainly repay him with death.

And even if Guo fan wants to escape, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Those who stay will certainly stare at his new "sect leader" to deal with the agreement seven days later.

"Damn it!"

With a low roar, Guo fanmeng opened his eyes.

In front of him was neither the conference hall where he had just been, nor his own residence, but the vast blue sky and long white clouds.

Looking around, you can see the endless grassland.

"Where is this?"

Guo fan looked blankly.

Not to mention the tiger mountain, there seems to be no such place in Yanmen county and Jiujiang Prefecture.

Jiujiang Prefecture is known as three mountains, six rivers and one field. Where can it hide such a large area of grassland.

Just then, his mind sank, and some scattered consciousness pictures poured into his memory.

"Well..."

He covered his head with a dull hum and returned to his mind for a long time.

"Daliang... Dunjun... This is... Liu An?"

Blinking eyes, Guo fan regained consciousness and gradually understood what had happened.

He crossed again!

However, different from the last time, this crossing is because of the mysterious ancient mirror.

Gu Jing doesn't know where he came from, but he has the ability to cross the heavens. This time, he was stimulated by the internal power of Yang Fengfu's house.

However, the body of the ancient mirror is still on the tiger mountain Guo fan.

In other words, his journey is not permanent. If he stays in the world for a period of time, he will still return to Guo fan.

Close your eyes and you can feel a connection.

It seems that there is a silk thread connecting yourself and the flesh of tiger mountain at this time. With the passage of time, the sense of traction becomes stronger and stronger.

I believe that at a certain time, it will pull him back.

The time there seems to be fixed, so you don't have to worry about the decay of the body when you go back.

He was shocked for a long time before he recovered.

After all, it's not so difficult to pass through once and again.

I remember the first crossing, but it took him nearly a month to get used to it.

After calming down and suppressing his thoughts, Guo fan began to check his current situation.

This place is called Beiyuan, which is the northern border of Daliang.

There were Rong people in the North who invaded Daliang every year, so the imperial court set up a border army here to defend.

However, from the residual memory of this body, the move of the Imperial Court seems to have little effect.

This body is called Liu An, which is a border army of Daliang and a pier army of the border army.

There is a popular saying in Daliang: the suffering of the three armed forces is nothing more than the border forces; The frontier army suffers more than the Dun army!

The Dun army and the night don't accept, and they are called two kinds of hard labor. These two kinds of soldiers are all deployed at the forefront of the border, and their lives and safety are hanging on the front line.

Fortunately, his surname was Liu, the surname of the state of Daliang, and his ancestors could still touch the founding emperor. Therefore, although he was poor, he still sought the post of armour chief of the Dun army.

This time, I went to take office.

Sitting up from the ground, Guo fan looked down at his body.

He is not short, but he is skinny.

He was dressed in linen and his palm was covered with rough calluses. At first glance, he knew he was born in a poor family.

Turned over the trouser legs, and a small wound on the leg wrist came into view.

This is a wound bitten by a poisonous snake!

The original owner of the flesh is dead. He takes his place and has a part of the memory of the original owner.

On his side, there are still two people lying.

One of them was snoring and sleeping deeply.

And the other one's face is iron blue. There is also a wound on his ankle, but he can't die again!

"Get up, get up!"

It's myself. Two of the three people died.

Without a word in his heart, Guo fan raised his foot and kicked the sleeping horse.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

The horse rolled to one side fiercely, and his eyes were hazy and shouted, "is there an enemy?"

"If the enemy came, you are dead now!"

Guo fan gave him a cold hum, pointed to the ground and looked cold: "Xiao Qi was bitten to death by a poisonous snake and buried him."

"Dead?"

As soon as the horse's face changed, he rushed to the body. His eyes were in a panic, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"How? Yesterday was fine, today... How?"

He is also a young man. He was cheated when he came to the border garrison this time. He has never really seen the people around him die.

This time I saw it with my own eyes, I was immediately six gods.

Guo fan looked at him, shook his head gently, and asked, "who was arranged to watch in turn last night?"

"Rotation?"

Ma Chao looked up blankly: "Liu tou, did you arrange the rotation yesterday?"

“……”

Guo fan was speechless and finally shook his head: "just bury the body and pick up the things."

"Yes."

The horse nodded timidly, red eyed and sobbing in a low voice to get the iron to dig the pit.

Guo fan didn't start, but sat aside and silently felt his situation with his five hearts to the sky.

Internal power!

He came with him, but there was still a trace of internal power!

Although extremely weak, it is a real internal force, which can be cultivated and expanded slowly.

It seems that the mysterious ancient mirror is excited by itself. It is really related to internal power.

The subtle internal force moves along the meridians. Where it passes, the flesh body seems to have been forged and strengthened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sure enough!

Strengthening the body with internal power has many advantages. The speed and efficiency are far beyond the method of body refining.

This is still when he doesn't have a unique method of cultivating internal power!

With this trace of internal power, I believe that over time, Guo fan will certainly surpass his original strength.

Even if you stay in this world long enough, you may not be able to solve the crisis seven days later

"Head."

I don't know when, Ma Chao's cautious voice rang out: "Xiao Qi... I've buried it."

"Yes."

Guo fan opened his eyes, glanced at the brand-new mound not far away, and nodded slowly.

"Do you know Xiao Qi's full name?"

"This..."

Ma Chaolu thought and said, "it seems to be Zhong Qisheng. He said he would return home with seven victories and honor his ancestors."

"Just..."

At this point, he began to cry again and sobbed gently: "now everything is impossible."

"A big man, what are you crying about?"

His appearance made Guo fan frown.

"If you want to comfort him, you can go back on behalf of Xiaoqi if you have the ability in the future. You only know what's the use of crying?"

"Yes, yes."

The horse sniffed desperately and nodded in a choking voice.

"All right."

Guo fan got up, picked up a simple knife and came to the earth grave.

There are three palm sized stones on the earth grave. I don't know where Ma Chao found them and pressed them on the grave.

Guo fan picked up a piece and bumped it in his hand.

"Head..."

Ma Chao didn't understand what he was doing. He wanted to speak. The next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and looked stunned.

"Shua!"

Pu Dao is out of the scabbard.

With the blessing of internal power, Guo fan's speed is not as fast as the original flesh, but it is more stable.

The light of the knife flickered gently and left a deep scratch on the stone.

"Hoo..."

Long breath.

Guo fan's muscles and muscles shake orderly, and his internal force goes straight into his arm along the meridians to accelerate the shaking of his wrist.

"Cha... Cha..."

The knife light flashed and the stone powder flew.

But in the blink of an eye, five big characters had been engraved on the palm sized stone.

Tomb of Zhong Qisheng!

The font is correct and regular.

It's not that Guo fan's level is not good. He is a man for two generations and his handwriting is good.

However, he had not fully adapted to this flesh body, and it was the first time that he operated his internal power, so he did not play it out.

"That's it!"

After looking at the small tombstone in his hand, Guo fan shook his wrist and the stone tablet fell into the front of the grave.

He bent down towards the grave and said, "I'll change it for you when I have time."

"Rest in peace!"

Turn around and ask the horse to pack up and leave.

"Head, Liu head."

At this time, Ma Chao no longer looked sad, but stared at Guo fan with bright eyes.

"Are you... Martial arts? I don't know yet. Liu Tou is still a martial arts expert!"

"Master?"

Guo fan shook his head: "forget it, just my hands. It's hard to make a living."

"How?"

The horse, who had just carried the package, opened his eyes and hurriedly said, "I've seen the world. Liu tougang played with the knife... Even the martial arts coach in the capital is not as good as you!"

"Really?"

Guo fan disdained a smile and was about to move forward when he suddenly stopped.

"Ma Chao."

"Yes."

Guo fan turned around, stared at him and asked in a slow voice, "you're a border army for sin, aren't you?"

"Yes."

Ma Chao nodded and took it for granted: "my second uncle offended Lord Xu. Our family was implicated."

Guo fan continued to ask, "are you from around the capital?"

"Yes."

The horse nodded again.

"In the capital..."

Guo fan licked the corners of his mouth and said, "haven't you seen any experts in the capital?"

"Yes."

Ma Chao said, "I've seen coach Shen fight ten with one, and I've seen the master of the martial arts school carry the tripod..."

"Of course, Liu tou's knife technique is not bad compared with them!"

“……”

Guo fan was silent.

Ma Chao comes from the capital. His father is an official, but the experts he has seen are only at this level.

Think back to Liu An's memory.

It seems that all martial arts practitioners in the world are sharpening their flesh. I haven't heard of anyone who has cultivated internal power.

One against ten is a master, and one against a hundred is only a legend in the story.

Is it difficult

Are you really a master here?