Chapter 374 Under the temptation of 374
The moment the airflow flowed into his mind, Zhang Rongfang obviously felt his brain cleared up.
It seems that all kinds of accumulated waste in the brain are quickly eliminated under the action of this airflow.
A lot of sweat began to seep from between his forehead and hairline.
The most important thing is that his life value started to increase again.
From the previous 212, it gradually increased to 216.
"Used three points, increased by four points, earned a little more, come again."
Zhang Rongfang is rich and powerful now, and he also wants to see what is so special about the literature skills in this world, that he can become a spiritual general by worshiping gods in the late stage of **** refining?
Immediately, he clicked on the plus sign again.
Another three attributes disappeared.
The same cycle started again, but this time, the light airflow from the Nascent Soul became stronger.
Streams of air flow began to weave something in his brain like real silk threads.
At the beginning, the woven thing was just a thin circle, and Zhang Rongfang didn't know what it was.
That thing is like a transparent piece of cloth.
Wen Gong entered the middle stage of refining gods.
All reactions and changes are over, and the influx of memories is also over.
HP increased from 216 to 220. Earn a little more.
Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate, and directly clicked the plus sign again.
The free attribute points are also shattered, leaving only a little bit left.
And Wen Gong finally got his wish, jumping to the late stage of refining gods.
That is to say, Zhang Rongfang has been teaching on the Dao for many years, and he has a thorough understanding of literary and vain skills, and has no obstacles to his promotion.
In addition, as long as the literary skills themselves meet the requirements for practice, they can be improved by relying on the accumulation of water-grinding skills.
That's why we can directly improve so quickly without hindrance.
With the entry of the late stage of refining gods.
Health jumps to 224.
A lot of practice memories flooded into my mind.
The previous clear air became bigger again, and after pouring into the brain, it quickly joined the weaving process.
Gradually, over time.
Zhang Rongfang sat in the cabin of the boat, not knowing the time.
The sky outside the window changed from bright to dark, and then from dark to gray.
finally.
Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes.
He let out a long breath, which was long and well-proportioned, with an inexplicable stench.
It seemed as if all the impurities in his lungs were blown out in one breath.
"This feeling."
Zhang Rong looked a little dignified.
At the late stage of refining the gods, this is already at the peak of the world's literary skills.
Originally, he thought that literary skills were exercises that could regulate the body, mobilize and transport the energy and energy in the body, and achieve a strong body and prolong life.
Can be at this moment.
He faintly felt that something was wrong.
The fresh energy produced by the training of the gods wove a spherical net in his brain.
The net is slowly absorbing the surrounding Qi and blood, and slowly turning, like a heart, sending out a subtle pulse rhythm.
The whole process is clear and concise.
First of all, the Nascent Soul in the chest and abdomen refines the Qi.
Secondly, the clear air enters the brain tennis ball, combining with the blood, as if it is congealing to give birth to something.
"What the **** is this thing?" Zhang Rongfang frowned, and slowly opened his eyes.
If it is said that flesh and blood complementation is the innate ability obtained by himself through attribute points and promotion.
Then brain tennis at this time is a process that this world must go through to become a master.
That is to say, this sphere is likely to be the key that determines whether ordinary people worship gods and become spiritual generals.
Hiss.
Suddenly, a slight hiss came from Zhang Rongfang's ear.
His expression moved slightly, he stood up suddenly, his eyes were bright as if they were shining, and he scanned his surroundings.
‘Blood, worship me. blood, offer me'
A vague voice, like a murmur, passed into his ears.
"No, it's not the ears." Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes suddenly, and felt that the sound came from the tennis ball he had just woven in his mind!
The sphere was vibrating slightly, and through the vibration, such an indistinct sound was transmitted.
"This is!?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly looked at the blood **** statue wrapped tightly in cloth in the corner of the room.
The thing was motionless, but there was a faint dark red fluorescence around it.
The light strangely did not shine on the surrounding objects, as if it was only shining in Zhang Rongfang's eyes.
Right at this moment, the prompt in the property bar changed again.
‘Intuitive warning: some kind of weird existence is trying to communicate with you. Linking to it is optional.
Instinct tells you that such a link may bring danger, or it may bring benefits. You need to make a choice. '
Zhang Rongfang fell silent.
He observed the sphere that kept trembling and making sound in his mind, and fell into thought.
He could vaguely guess how the spirit general came about.
Communicating with gods and Buddhas, can this be done only after reaching the late stage of refining gods?
He was curious.
But also, very afraid.
After communicating the link, maybe he can really understand some secrets about the mysterious gods, Buddhas and generals.
But he wasn't sure how strong the blood god's power would be once he decided to link.
just in case
Long time.
Zhang Rongfang still began to operate literary skills.
Tai Shangming's virtual work quickly suppressed the tremor of the brain ball.
The strange voice of the blood **** was quickly suppressed and disappeared.
Everything is back to normal again.
Standing up, Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and took out the statue of the blood god.
At this time, the blood god, with a total of five eyes, seemed to come alive. He was obviously still, but it gave him a feeling that he was watching him all the time.
For some reason, Zhang Rongfang could see a trace of joy and kindness from those five eyes.
"It seems that the exploration of gods and Buddhas has to be raised. But where should I start?"
He rewrapped the statue and put it back in the luggage.
This idol has become a tool for him to communicate and worship God at any time.
Once he worships the gods, with his level of literary skills at this time, according to what Master Yue said, he will surely become a spirit general.
As long as you worship God, you can step into the ranks of the top powerhouses in the world in one fell swoop.
This temptation
Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath.
‘If I have the strength of a spirit general, who can make it difficult for me to force me. At that time, my words are the rules, the rules! '
And now such an opportunity is in front of him.
only need to.
Boom!
He squeezed the water cup with one palm. Chest rising and falling violently, shortness of breath.
"Even if I don't worship God! I can get there! Don't interfere with me!"
He closed his eyes suddenly, frantically running his Taishang Mingxuan Gong.
Soon, the strong urge to worship God quickly dissipated in his heart.
After more than ten minutes, Zhang Rongfang went out from the cabin and came to the deck, looking at the sea view in the distance, relieving his tense mood just now.
‘Is this the influence of the subconscious mind? Sure enough, it was so powerful that I almost fell for it when I first got in touch with it. '
'It seems that I have to be very careful in the future'
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"Shangguan Feihe!"
On a large ship that is also far away from Qingchuan Port.
A strong old monk with white eyebrows hanging down to his chin couldn't help but make a handprint on the copper staff.
Behind him were a dozen or so Xizong masters who were all wounded.
From Shangguan Feihe killing the Ming concubine Hengyu to dispatching troops, attacking them and the Zhenyi Sect at the same time.
Not more than three days before and after.
In three days, most of their strength in Ze Province was slaughtered abruptly.
If it weren't for some masters of Xizong, they would explode themselves by relying on their spiritual meridians, continuously obstructing and delaying time.
I'm afraid they may not be able to escape from Qingchuan!
Kong Chi has never seen someone who can turn his face so quickly!
Before, Hengyu sent a letter, saying that Shangguan Feihe was shaken, and he would soon be able to make sense.
can turn an eye.
Don’t be so extreme if you disagree! ? There is no benevolence and righteousness in business! In the end, this guy is so good, he will kill him directly!
"Master, are we going back in such a state of embarrassment? If we are seen by other branches of the True Buddha Temple, my status in the temple may be affected!" The dark-skinned monk beside him said in a deep voice.
"So what!? You can beat Shangguan Feihe!?" Kong Chi asked coldly.
"That old guy is only a few years older. If I were his age, I would definitely not lose to him!" the monk said unwillingly.
"Then wait twenty years before you go to fight him!" Kong Chi said coldly.
"Amount" the monk suddenly lost his temper.
"Shangguan Feihe is a martial arts prodigy of Yuxu Palace.
Among them, he also integrated the Confucianism's pure heart into jade, creating such terrifying martial arts as seeking the mind and illusion. Through the interference and influence of the five senses, the enemy will have illusions. So as to control everything of the opponent.
This kind of martial arts is not good for group battles, but it is easy to assassinate." Kong Chi recalled everything before, and felt shuddering.
"Master, we can't beat Shangguan Feihe, but if we go back like this, we will definitely be punished severely. Now that the end is set, why don't we try to make meritorious deeds?"
A tall and thin monk wearing black glasses said softly.
"Oh? What's the method of wearing a crime and committing meritorious deeds?" Kong Chi squinted at the other party, and heard that there was something in his words.
"Someone leaked information to us on purpose. Near us, Zhang Ying, the guard who caused several masters and even the masters of my Western Sect to mysteriously disappear in Erythronia.
Now it's time to change identities, leave Hong Kong quietly, and work alone. If we are on the way back, we will take this person back by the way
As a Daoist Taoist, Zhang Ying is also involved in so many major cases in Zaitong Port. Needless to say, its value is clear to all of you. "
These words made Kong Kong infatuated.
The rest of the monks were also moved.
"It's not right, this picture is quite weird. So many people from my Xizong went to investigate, but they disappeared inexplicably. Once or twice may be a coincidence, but three or four times, it is not a coincidence, but inevitable." The dark-skinned The strong monk said worriedly.
"This is natural. But where is this place? It's the sea! That shadow secretly changed his identity, thinking that others don't know who he is. We can completely destroy his ship with artillery fire from a distance! He will definitely react at that time.
We can take the opportunity to observe, if the strength he shows is too strong to do anything, we turn around and run away.
If everything before is really just a coincidence, and the real black hand is someone else, we can also catch him back and make a contribution! "
The glasses monk smiled. A look of contempt flashed faintly in the eyes under the lens.
"Good idea!" Kong Chi clapped his hands. "The most feared thing at sea is ship destruction, so he must use his real power to protect the ship. At that time, it will be a tiger or a cat, just sneak out and see."
"Exactly." The glasses monk smiled.
"Do you know the exact location?" Kong Chi continued.
"I don't know, but I know that he is going to Jiuzhou Port. Ships in this direction will definitely berth at Liaozhou Port for supplies and unloading. We only need to find people there and then leave the port and do it!" The monk with glasses explained.
"Speaking of which, who leaked the news to us?" Kong Chi asked.
"Inside Yuxu Palace, the other party didn't identify himself, but he should be a businessman." The monk with glasses said calmly.
As for whether there was a letter or not. He said yes, so he did. As for where the merchant learned about Zhang Ying's whereabouts, who cares if it is really the merchant?
(end of this chapter)
