After returning from the cliff, Jiang Nan vaguely realized that his body had changed a lot. On weekdays, after practicing this set of tiger fists, he would at least sweat profusely.

But today he didn't even sweat from his forehead. This strange thing made him wonder if it was caused by his lack of careful practice of boxing.

"Impossible, Impossible." Jiang Nan was very sure. He just devoted himself to practicing boxing. Moreover, it was the first time that he felt that he had such a thorough understanding of Tiger Fist. He understood the essence of many boxing techniques that he had not understood before overnight. Especially when he punched, he could vaguely hear the sound of breaking through the air.

Being able to make a sound of breaking through the air is a symbol of becoming a martial artist. Foreign martial artists have practiced to the extreme and cracked a thousand-pound stone with one hand, which is definitely not a legend. Jiang Nan had seen him when he was a child. His father punched through a black twenty centimeters thick black trunk stone.

At that time, his father used the Tiger Fist. The powerful foreign martial artists could even compete with the seventh-level Huang Realm masters. According to legend, foreign extreme martial artists could even defeat the Earth Realm monks.

Of course, this is just a rumor among foreign boxers. Jiang Nan is not very clear about what the concept of the earth state is. But he has seen a fifth-level cultivator in the Huang Realm. A fifth-level cultivator in the Huang Realm seems to have no effort to penetrate the Xuanwu Stone.

Jiang Nan will never forget the night when the Jiang family was destroyed. He and his sister hid in a box made of jade and buried under the stone steps on the threshold. Through the gap, he clearly saw two white-robed monks stepping through the stone steps into the Jiang family's gate.

In the last scene when Jiang Nan saw, a white-robed monk waved his hand and the huge Jiang family mansion collapsed. At the same time, another monk pinched his ten fingers in front of him, and a ball of fireworks ignited out of thin air. Under the guidance of the monk, the fireworks flew to the Jiang family mansion.

The huge Jiang family is not as good as two monks. It can be seen that there is no comparison between martial artists in the mundane world and immortal sect monks. Both monks have crescent patterns embroidered on their chests, which is the only sign of their identity. Jiang Nan knew that to take revenge, he must worship the Immortal Sect and practice the Immortal Sect magic.

"It seems that it is the reason for graphite." Jiang Nan recalled the details of falling off the cliff, and combined with his own changes, the counterattack blood boiled in his chest.

"The tiger opens the mountain..." Jiang Nan shouted loudly, kicked his feet hard, and the energy in his body gathered in his right palm, accompanied by the sound of a tiger roar, and slapped the stone in front of him with a palm.

"Hiss..." Jiang Nan's teeth clattered and his whole palm was completely numb. This palm used all his strength. But the numb feeling disappeared quickly, and there seemed to be a gentle force in his body, repairing the damaged ** at an incredible speed.

However, the stone just shook for a moment, let alone burst, even the palm print could not be left behind.

"The gap is still very big!" Jiang Nan shook his head in disappointment and kicked the stone unwillingly.

‘Ka…Ka…’ This kick was amazing, and a continuous sound of shattering came from the center of the stone immediately.

"It's unreasonable! When did my feet become so powerful?" Jiang Nan was surprised: "No, this kick just now didn't use any energy."

Without letting him think too much, the stones weighing three or four hundred kilograms in front of him instantly broke into hundreds of fists-sized stones.

"Haha..." Jiang Nan laughed out loud, completely unable to suppress the joy in his heart. Of course, he would not idiotically think that he would kick the stone out with a random kick.

All the cracks in the stone started from the palm of the fallen palm. Obviously, the palm just now had cracked the entire stone, but it was just a little bit of external force. So the unwilling kick became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Three days later, Jiang Nan sent Xiaowei to a farmer's home at the foot of the mountain. In recent years, Jiang Nan went down the mountain to buy medicinal materials and often went to the farmers' homes to buy some local products such as chickens. This farmer is kind and is a family worth entrusting.

Xiaowei is weak, and her daily medicinal stews are quite expensive for farmers. But Jiang Nan is not short of money. The Jiang family was at least the first family in Jiangzhou.

Although he was wiped out overnight, the other party was obviously not a person who robbed money. When he left home, Jiang Nan brought a lot of silver from the ruins. Otherwise, the expenses in the past few years would be enough for him to have a headache.

When Xiaowei was placed at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Nan thought it would take a lot of effort to persuade her. Unexpectedly, she agreed without hesitation after the idea was put forward. Jiang Nan didn't know that after the last incident, Xiaowei's nature had changed. This was not so easy to detect.

"Xiaowei, you can live in peace. For two years, at most, your brother will get the Xu Ling Immortal Pill, and then go down the mountain to find you." Jiang Nan said with a firm look: "Promise your brother, you must wait until the day your brother goes down the mountain."

"Yeah!" Xiaowei nodded obediently: "Brother, don't worry, Xiaowei will definitely wait until the day when her brother goes down the mountain."

Jiang Nan walked out the door, and the farmer couple was busy outside the house.

"Uncle, aunt, Xiaowei is only taken care of by you."

"Don't worry, we old couple have no children, Xiaowei is like our biological daughter."

"Thank you!" Jiang Nan knew that kindness should be kept in his heart, not just said it.

"Xiao Nan, if you have time, you must go down the mountain to see Xiao Wei more." The aunt said, "Although Xiao Wei doesn't say it, others can see that she is very reluctant to part with you."

"Auntie, I know this, but..." Jiang Nan shook his head and didn't say it. Once he entered Liuyun Immortal Gate, his movements would be restricted. He could not go down the mountain just by wanting to go down.

For farmers, the Immortal Sect is an untouchable world. They know that Jiang Nan came down from the Liuyun Mountains, and they don’t know whether he was a member of the Immortal Sect.

...

"Liuyun Immortal Sect, I'm here again."

Jiang Nan climbed the Liuyun Mountains with a different mood and returned to the small wooden house outside the immortal gate. Ten days later, when he walked out of the small wooden house, his temperament changed a lot. He walked towards the Liuyun Immortal Gate step by step.

"Look, that's not the famous 'North'."

"Didn't you hear that he was knocked off the cliff, why are he still alive?"

"Hehe, he is not alive, we have no fun!"

As soon as Jiang Nan appeared, several outer disciples who swept the floor from the Immortal Sect immediately became interested. "The North is not victorious" was the nickname given to him by the outer disciples, mainly because of "praise". He was at the North Gate of Liuyun Mountains and maintained a record of not victories for three years.

An older outer disciple held up the broom with one hand, pointed at Jiang Nan who was approaching, and shouted coldly: "Where are you idle people coming from? Get out of Liuyun Fairy Sect quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless!"

Jiang Nan kept the faces of the people in his heart, but there was no strange color on his face, and naturally greeted him: "Senior Brother Zhang."

"Senior Brother, hum..." Senior Brother Zhang, holding a broom, shook the broom in his hand: "We are disciples of Liuyun Immortal Sect. What kind of bird are you? Is it worthy of calling me Senior Brother?"

Several other outer disciples followed and started joking in a few words.

"Hey, the north is unbeatable. I heard that who was kicking you off the cliff? What luck did you step on and save your life!"

"What are you doing if you don't have a happy and happy life under the mountain? Why do you really want to join the Liuyun Fairy Sect?"

"Haha... Brothers, you said, the chance of 'the north is not victorious' to join Liuyunxian Sect is greater than that of sows climbing trees, or salted fish turning over."

The outer disciples were not old, but they showed their expressions to the fullest. Senior Brother Zhang even swung the broom and slapped Jiang Nan's face. In their eyes, Jiang Nan was not only a laughing stock, but also a person who could bully him if he wanted to.

Senior Brother Zhang's seemingly casual sweep actually contains three or four points of strength. Senior Brother Zhang has been in the school for three years and is now at the third level of Huang Realm. The third and four points of Huang Realm's third level of Huang Realm are not weaker than the full-strength attack of the second level of Huang Realm. Generally speaking, his sweep can throw Jiang Nan more than ten meters away.

‘Huh…’ The broom was filled with the sound of the strong wind, and was about to sweep it to his face. Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, and accurately saw the trajectory of the broom. At the same time, he raised his right arm over his shoulder at the right time, opened his five fingers and grabbed it steadily on the handle of the broom, his body was like a wooden stake that penetrated deep into the ground.

Seeing this scene, the laughter of several outer disciples stopped abruptly and they subconsciously widened their eyes. Some even rubbed their eyes to see if they were dazzled. The weakest outer disciples are also the second level of Huang Realm. How could they not see the power of Senior Brother Zhang’s sweeping power?

"It must be Senior Brother Zhang's mercy." This is the thought in the minds of all the outer disciples. With this idea, the outer disciples gathered their eyes on Senior Brother Zhang.

If you want to be surprised, the one present is Senior Brother Zhang.

He knew the most about how strong this sweep was. If it weren't for the faint pain of the broom handle, he might have really thought he was 'sentence'.

Facing the questioning eyes of the brothers, Senior Brother Zhang didn't know how to explain. The simplest and clearest explanation would be to use another force to teach Jiang Nan a lesson. Otherwise, he would not be able to raise his head in front of the brothers in the future.

"Hmph, I let you go, you are quite good at pretending." Senior Brother Zhang smiled coldly, and a light yellow ray of air appeared on his arms.

Jiang Nan remained silent, flipped his palms, and the broom handle between the two instantly turned into ashes.

Jiang Nan bowed: "Senior Brother Zhang, I'll give in!"

The brothers and brothers looked at Senior Brother Zhang again with strange eyes. There was a big question mark in their eyes, "You are merciful again, give in to him?"

"You..." Senior Brother Zhang's face turned pale. He wanted to defend himself, but he found that he had no way to defend himself, so he could only secretly suffer the loss. He could not ignore his identity and rush forward to compete with Jiang Nan.

Senior Brother Zhang is a disciple of the Liuyun Immortal Sect, and his cultivation is at the third level of the Huang Realm. Competing with Jiang Nan is a big deal of losing his identity. Of course, if there is no one around, he would never mind destroying Jiang Nan under his palm.
Chapter completed!