Chapter 323 323 two-way up
Poof.
Zhang Rongfang casually threw away the mad monk who had been sucked dry.
Looking at the attribute bar, it has climbed up again, reaching 56 flesh and blood complement value.
His brow furrowed.
The injuries on my body also feel much better.
Three kinds of limit states are superimposed on ten times the mountain, plus the use of limit-breaking techniques and shrinking steps.
Finally, Grandmaster Naxi exploded and collided with all his strength.
He suffered serious injuries in his body.
"As expected of Xizong's god-worshiping guru, he has such a strong strength. Such a great power!"
It is no longer a level to worship a **** master and an ordinary master.
In addition, Xizong itself is stronger than other forces in martial arts.
At this time, he realized that the previous Zuo Han had been patient with him, accommodating him and fighting him.
"I heard that Grandmaster has his own final lore. From this point of view, it is really strong"
Without the final form, it was enough to injure him. If the final form is used.
This is also the key reason why Zhang Rongfang ran away at the first time.
"The son of the world."
The figure of Zuo Han appeared from one side of the forest.
His complexion was pale, and he seemed a little tired.
"Uncle Zuo, are you injured!?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.
"Well, I got a little injury, but I've almost recovered." Zuo Han nodded.
Similarly, his eyes fell on Zhang Rongfang's arm, and he frowned.
"My lord, you are injured too!?"
"Well, when I met a master of the Western Sect, I made a surprise attack." Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.
"Grandmaster!? How's the injury?" Zuo Han's complexion changed and he asked worriedly. "Do you want the old man to help you heal?"
"It's a bit troublesome." Zhang Rongfang shook his head, "I haven't suffered such a serious injury for many years."
He sighs.
"I guess it won't be ready until tomorrow."
"." Zuo Han's complexion changed, and he held back a sentence that he almost blurted out.
He took a deep breath.
"Since the plan failed, let's wait for a while and wait for the follow-up opportunity?"
"That's fine." Zhang Rongfang nodded. He realized the strength of the God Worshiping Grandmaster, and the next step is to plan carefully how to achieve his goal.
The two of them didn't talk nonsense, they briefly discussed the next action, and then returned.
Zhang Rongfang returned to Chenxiang Palace, and Zuo Han returned to the hidden stronghold of Qianshimen.
Before leaving, Zhang Rongfang passed by Kongyu who slowly got up.
With a palm, a triple mountain fell on Kong Yu's head like lightning.
Boom!
This arrogant and lustful mad monk just raised his hand, and instinctively wanted to resist, but it was already too late.
In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.
Only the corpses that began to dry up quickly and turned into black ash were left.
Nothing to say all night.
Early in the morning of the second day.
Zhang Rongfang went straight to the Daogong personal martial arts field.
In order to hide his privacy, he now has a separate martial arts field for himself.
The purpose is to test the ever-improving physical fitness.
After absorbing the spare time, he felt that his physical fitness began to improve again.
This feeling of continuous progress is undoubtedly fascinating.
Stand in the center of the martial arts field.
Zhang Rongfang glanced at the pale sky just now, and picked up the heavy iron lock that he had prepared earlier with one hand.
Weighed lightly.
‘It’s lighter again.’
He was silent for a while.
"Come here, bring me the two thousand catties iron lock that I prepared earlier."
Outside the Martial Arts Arena, a Taoist shouted yes.
Not for a while.
The door opened, and a dark oval iron lock was quickly carried in by three people.
Bang.
The density of iron is very high, two thousand catties is actually one ton, not too big.
Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and held the handle with one hand.
Lift it hard.
A heavy feeling pressed on one arm.
"good."
He took a deep breath and threw it upwards vigorously.
Hoo.
The iron lock tumbling, flew up to more than one meter in the air, and then slowly fell down.
With a puff, Zhang Rongfang caught it with both hands.
He still only slightly accelerated his heartbeat. Other than that, nothing else has changed.
Putting down the iron lock, he waved his hands at the few Taoists who had already stared dumbfounded.
"Go down."
"Yes!"
Several people went down quickly with reverence on their faces.
Needless to say, rumors that the palace lord was born with supernatural powers and extremely ferocious will soon spread in the palace again.
But Zhang Rongfang didn't care.
Rapid improvement, surpassing the physical fitness of ordinary people, there is no way to avoid hiding.
Instead of hiding it, it is better to let it go and show it more or less. This can also provide a good cover for the more exaggerated strength enhancement in the future.
'It's just that the current strength is still a little short of the God Worshiping Master that he fought against before. '
Zhang Rongfang knew very well that even if he took the crazy monk to make up for it, he was at most equal to that Xizong worshiping **** master in terms of strength.
But the problem is that apart from physical fitness and martial arts skills, the other party also has a final style unique to the master.
This is troublesome.
‘If it is true what Uncle Zuo said, the master is not willing to decay and grow old. I am afraid that most people will choose to worship God in the end to restore their strength. '
‘In this way, the longer the worship power accumulates, the stronger it will be. Xizong is like this, and Lingting is probably even more like this! '
When he thought of this, he felt chills in his heart.
After so many years of accumulation, these god-worshiping forces have accumulated many god-worshiping warriors.
This huge force
"No!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a thought in his mind.
‘According to the principle of energy conservation, it is impossible for the world to have ever-increasing energy. If there are more and more of these warrior worshipers, it is impossible for them to remain famous by now.
The increasing number of people, it is impossible that only high-level high-quality warriors know about it. This is unreasonable! '
Thoughts flashed in his mind.
Standing in the martial arts arena, he began to practice martial arts while thinking.
Display and maintain all the acquired martial arts in a set.
' Among them, there must be some kind of restriction, so that the worshipers of the gods and warriors accumulated by these great forces cannot go out casually. '
He thought of the statue of the blood **** he got again.
'It seems that after this incident is dealt with, it is necessary to study the secret of the blood **** statue. '
The last dream and the intuitive warning in the attribute bar made him vaguely understand that those so-called gods and Buddhas are probably manipulating and interfering with the subconscious mind of the human body.
This level, for him now, is beyond the scope of comprehension.
It is impossible to gain much by doing research on your own.
‘If you want to obtain more information, it seems that you can only start with the Holy Court and religious sects. '
Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang restrained himself.
The thought returns to the present moment.
He needs to find more materials to complement his second talent.
Otherwise, they will not be able to cope with the troubles and dangers that Xizong will face next.
Xizong has been eaten down to only two masters, so where else can we provide him with more materials?
The names of various forces flashed in Zhang Rongfang's mind.
Suddenly, a previously impressive name jumped into his sight.
'Thousand Religion League'
'Unfortunately, the Qianjiao League resolved it a little earlier. Might as well have enough material now. '
His heart moved slightly.
Empty can't move, but didn't Wanghai Temple come to many masters again?
There is a wide range of choices.
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Wanghai Temple.
"No, I have to leave this ghost place immediately!" Jin Yuanlai walked back and forth in the main hall of the temple with an anxious expression on his face.
Beside Kong Ding sat cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression, but his slightly furrowed brows showed that he was also in a bad mood at this time.
Looking at Jin Yuan walking back and forth, he sighed softly.
"Brother, you can leave, but have you ever thought that if you are intercepted on the way, who will save you then? You know, leaving alone is also a case of being alone."
These words made Jin Yuan's expression freeze.
"Then what should we do now? Why don't you go back with me?!" Jin Yuan turned to look at him.
"Brother, you are impatient." Kong Ding shook his head. "The key now is that the two of us cannot be separated, otherwise we will be broken one by one."
"We can't separate, and if you don't go back with me, then why can't we just stay in this ghost place and wait until your master comes back!?" Jin Yuan said angrily.
"Why not." Kong Ding said seriously, "In the current situation, if you are not careful, you will be in danger of dying. You should have seen the spare body. You can kill him completely in such a short time. Would you believe it if there were no martial arts worshipers involved behind the scenes?"
"." Jin Yuan felt chills when he recalled the spare body of the mad monk he found before.
Neither this nor that.
Chick!
At this moment, suddenly a flying knife wearing a piece of letter paper flew in from outside the wall and nailed it to the wooden post beside the two of them.
Jin Yuan approached quickly, reached out to take down the throwing knife, and pulled out the letter paper.
He worships the spirit channel of the gods, even if there is any poison on it, he doesn't care, at most he just needs more time to recover.
Just unfolded the letter paper, and after reading a line or two, he cheered up.
"This letter...is actually Junior Brother Kong Wu!?"
"Junior Kong Wu?" Kong Ding's eyes moved, and he immediately remembered who Kong Wu was.
For them, there are quite a few masters of the empty generation in the True Buddha Temple.
It will be difficult to remember everything in a short while.
What's more, there are rapid internal changes in the True Buddha Temple. Some masters suddenly disappeared and died because of new and old grudges, so the level of replacement can vary from level to level.
So it's normal not to remember.
But nothing, is an exception.
Kong Ding quickly got up.
The current situation is that they came to investigate the third race, and they were attacked and killed as soon as they arrived.
He walked to Jin Yuan's side, and glanced at the contents above.
After reading a few lines, his expression brightened.
"I actually found it!?"
Right in Wanghai Temple, the two were pleasantly surprised.
Outside, a vigorous figure quickly passed through the busy street and entered a private house.
Finally, he stood in front of a parked gray sedan chair in the yard.
The top of the sedan chair has sharp corners on all sides, and the whole body is covered with thick gray cloth. It looks like an ordinary sedan chair enlarged.
"My lord." The figure stood still, bowed, and spoke.
"Finished?" A gentle voice came from the sedan chair.
"Yes, no one of them should have discovered the whereabouts of their subordinates." The vigorous figure replied.
(end of this chapter)
