Chapter 317 Chapter 317 try
Chenxiang Palace Martial Arts Field.
Zhang Rongfang lifted an iron lock with one hand, which is something he usually uses to temper his arm strength.
One weighs a thousand catties, and two weigh two thousand catties.
But at this time in his hands, it feels a little lighter than usual.
Although there were not many, this feeling appeared clearly.
He moved up gently, flung the lock into the air, and watched it tumble, spin, rise, and fall.
Poof.
He caught it accurately with one hand and gently lowered it to the ground.
"Then speed."
He looked at the front end of the martial arts field, where a heavy metal puppet was quietly reflecting the pale golden sunlight in the early morning.
Chick.
Zhang Rongfang stepped on the foot, and the person shot out like an arrow from the string.
A strange feeling quickly flooded into his heart.
His straight-line speed is a little faster than yesterday!
At his level, every bit of improvement in his body will be accurately perceived by himself.
What's more, the time interval is shortened to one day. In such a short interval, a little progress can be clearly felt.
Soon arrived at the location of the metal doll, Zhang Rongfang slowed down, stopped, and stood still.
"The rest don't need to be tested. The key strength and speed have been improved. This flesh and blood complements the natural ability, which is really terrifying."
He originally thought that the attribute bar would awaken him with super hearing, super sense of smell and other talent traits, but he never thought that it would be such a cruel and evil talent.
Yes, after seeing the prisoner in the prison die after being sucked dry of his blood alive.
He then understood that this ability of flesh and blood is very similar to the ability of some vampires and zombies that he heard about in his previous life.
The difference is that he is not afraid of the sun, nor is he a ghost, but just an ordinary human being.
Sighing in his heart, Zhang Rongfang went to see the rest of the Taoists in the martial arts field again.
In the corner, there are also some Taoist priests practicing their martial arts hard.
At a glance, he saw that there was also a faint fragrance wafting from the bodies of these dozen people.
But it is much lighter than before.
"Eh?" Suddenly Zhang Rongfang paused and saw an 'acquaintance'.
One of them who was really practicing martial arts was the bearded Taoist he had seen before.
This guy is strong and is practicing moves against others.
Zhang Rongfang approached slowly, stopped at a certain distance, and quietly watched them unravel their moves.
This time, it was obviously the same person, but the fragrance from the bearded Taoist had faded a lot.
It took less than an hour before and after, and such a big change happened.
Zhang Rongfang now understands that this cannot be an external problem, it can only be a problem with himself.
‘Is it because I just smoked a prisoner? ’ All he could guess in his mind was this answer.
It's obviously the same person, but the scent it smells has faded a lot.
Then think of the literal meaning of the name Flesh Completion.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a guess.
‘Perhaps, the meaning of flesh and blood complement is actually complement gene? Optimize all the excellent genes of human beings to the extreme.
And the fragrance I smell may be the smell of the other party's genes that are better than mine. '
He deduced so.
‘When I first started to activate this ability talent, compared with ordinary people, my own genes may have a lot of conventional genes that can be optimized.
So everyone looks very fragrant.
After smoking a person, most of the conventional genes have been compensated and optimized, and the fragrance is not so strong. '
This guess is very reasonable.
'If you speculate like this, then when my flesh and blood complements the number behind, and reaches a certain number, it is very likely that there will be no more growth. At that time, this innate ability will be regarded as a complete growth. '
After drawing a conclusion, it is time to find a way to prove it.
Zhang Rongfang's heart moved.
‘If I have been drinking human blood directly in the dungeon of Chenxiang Palace, then the sensation caused must be too great.
Things like this, even if I do them for righteous reasons, will be misunderstood as evil.
Too many people only look at the appearance and ignore the inner essence. '
‘So, I have to do it in secret. '
His eyes flickered, and he began to think about how to hide his hands.
and which faction to target.
"Daozi."
At this time, a Taoist hurriedly came to him and bowed.
"What is it?"
"Two of our yamen officials were attacked just now and are missing now. Both of them had accidents on the way to the yamen Dianmao." The Taoist said quickly.
"The two were attacked? Or official officials?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.
In Erythronia, this is the first time since he became more and more powerful, someone dared to attack the members of Chenxiang Palace.
And the first thing to do is to attack officials with official positions. Ordinary people and ordinary forces are not so bold.
Involuntarily, Zhang Rongfang thought of a possibility—Xizong.
He can destroy the Wanghai Temple, and the masters of Xizong dare to secretly attack Chenxiang Palace even if they are not sure.
Anyway, as long as you don't get caught or caught on the spot, that's fine.
"Go to the government office to file a case, and ask the officials to dispatch people to arrest the head and cooperate with the investigation." Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.
Although I don't expect the Yamen to find out anything, I have to show my attitude.
"Yes!"
The Taoist bowed his head respectfully, stepped back and left.
Zhang Rongfang watched him leave, with an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.
Since they are planning to find someone to do the experiment anyway, why not send Xizong and Golden Wing Tower to their door?
Anyway, killing it directly is a waste, it is better to use waste
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Erythrina is on an inconspicuous small sea boat.
In the depths of the cabin, the copper-armed Zen master Konghe held a Zen staff in one hand, frowned into the word Chuan, and stared at the two Chenxiang palace stewards caught in front of him.
The interrogators kept asking questions, but the two of them knew nothing, and there was nothing confidential about what they said.
This made him feel uncomfortable for nothing.
With two crisp clicks, the two stewards completely lost their breath.
After they could not tell any valuable information at all, they lost their use value and were killed on the spot.
"Master, look at the few people on the periphery of Chenxiang Palace, even if they are managers, they can't get in touch with the core at all.
Perhaps only the few people most trusted by that shadow know the most. "A plump, big-eared and chunky monk from Xizong reminded him aloud.
"Who are the most trusted people in Chenxiang Palace? Do you know?" Bronze Arm Zen Master Konghe asked impatiently.
"This subordinate really knows." The fat monk grinned and regained his energy.
"Chenxiang Palace itself has a complex staff, because it has risen too fast, in order to build its power, it has absorbed many idle martial arts experts from outside.
But these people are complex, and some of them are even spies of other forces themselves.
Therefore, there are only a dozen people trusted by Zhang Ying who really govern the operation of the Dao Palace.
Among the dozen or so people, Sun Chaoyue, Zhang Zhenhai, and two women were the leaders. "
Bronze-armed Zen master Konghe was taken aback when he heard the words.
"Two women? Are they pretty?" He had an instant association.
"Very beautiful." The fat monk said with a smile, "Sun Chaoyue has a good temperament and a plump figure. Zhang Zhenhai has a slender figure and has a body fragrance. Both of them are excellent concubines."
"I like it." The bronze-armed Zen master Konghe smiled with satisfaction. "Do you know their entry and exit routes? I will do it myself. I will interrogate after playing enough."
Rushing all the way, he also accumulated a lot of irritability in his heart, and now he can just relax.
"That's simple. These two people usually live in a house at the foot of Chenxiang Mountain, and they have to go out from time to time to resolve some religious disputes in the guard office.
So as long as you move fast enough, you can easily catch people halfway. "The fat monk explained.
With the skill of the bronze-armed Zen master, it is not too easy to catch people.
"Okay, let's go now!" Zen Master Bronze Arm immediately became active.
"Yes."
The two of them left the cabin one after the other, and walked up the deck along the aisle.
The fat monk began to arrange people to investigate the whereabouts information.
Bronze-armed Zen master Konghe got off the boat and put on a black robe, and started to be idle, wandering the streets near the boat, eating and drinking.
It's just that he didn't notice that some of the vendors selling snacks and barbecues on the street unconsciously glanced at him from the corner of their eyes.
A peddler quietly sent out a hastily written papyrus scroll while delivering food to the guests.
The paper roll is put in the sleeve of the eating guest, pretending to go to the toilet.
The guest got up and left one, and left the seat amidst the laughter and curses of his friends.
At this point, the information about the copper-armed Zen master Konghe spread quickly.
And Konghe was waiting for the fat monk to collect the whereabouts of Sun Chaoyue and Zhang Zhenhai for him.
Not long after, he threw away the mutton stick that he had eaten, and rushed back to the boat by himself.
The sky gradually darkened.
On the way back to the ship from the street, there was a section of the road that was not illuminated by the lanterns of the shops.
There is no moonlight in the sky, only patches of cumulonimbus clouds, gloomy and hazy.
The wind blew through the green trees on the side of the road, making mocking sounds, like a group of whispering people, standing there in the shadows with their shoulders crossed.
Konghe held a jug of wine in his hand, and walked back slowly humming a little song.
cha.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked up.
On the beach in front, at the intersection of light and shadow, stood a burly figure in a black cloak, covering even the leader's head.
The wind tugged at the hem of the cloak worn by the figure, revealing the straight legs like javelins inside.
The other party was standing sideways, looking at the undulating sea in the distance.
It seems like he is a passerby who came out for a walk to see the scenery.
Konghe didn't think much about it, and continued to walk towards his destination ship.
In Daling, all martial arts practitioners, as long as they are male, are not thin.
The thin and weak can't exert strength at all, what's the point?
Even those who pursue explosive speed have streamlined muscles. Not thin at all.
He moved on.
The two gradually approached.
"What do you think people live for?"
Suddenly the man in black robe asked.
Konghe paused, and looked at the other party suspiciously.
"Are you talking to me?" He was a little surprised.
"Besides me, there is only you here. What do you think?" the man in black said calmly.
(end of this chapter)
