Chapter 530 Chapter 530 Step Two
'He doesn't want to train you to be a spiritual general, but you are a mark of a **** and Buddha. As long as there is no hatred, fear or resistance to it, the stronger you are, the stronger his Taixu will be.
The strength of Taixu determines the strength of the gods and Buddhas themselves. so.'
"That is to say, the stronger I am, the stronger he is?" Zhang Rongfang said directly.
"That's right. You have seen his true nature, so your own existence will also benefit him." Bai Lin replied.
"What about you? I have also seen your true face, will you also benefit?" Zhang Rongfang asked suddenly.
"." Bai Lin didn't reply, but fell silent.
Zhang Rongfang got the answer from her silence.
He said that the blame Bailin was dying before, but later he became more and more cooperative, knowing everything without saying anything.
It turns out that there is still this influence.
In this case, if you fight other gods and Buddhas in the future, and see the other side's true form, the stronger you are, the stronger the other side, how to solve this?
Thinking of a way in my heart.
At this time, the surrounding white fog dissipated, Zhang Rongfang stood up, and put the statue of the blood **** back into the box next to the wishing girl and wishing bell.
Then walk out of the cave.
He suddenly raised his hand, and swiped his fingertips **** his skin.
Chick.
As soon as the bloodstains appeared, a few drops of blood flew out.
The wound healed instantly, even in less than a second.
But Zhang Rongfang didn't care about the wound, but looked at the three drops of blood that he deliberately spilled.
After the three drops of blood fell on the rocky ground, they started to squirm again.
Slowly, but they are moving.
‘Sure enough.’ Zhang Rongfang was waiting at the side.
Time passed by little by little.
The three drops of blood lasted for more than half an hour before slowly stopping. The reason for the stop was that the blood drops were finally dried by the wind and could not move.
Standing up, Zhang Rongfang sighed softly.
At 500 points of life, he is becoming less and less human now
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Late at night.
Outside Wushan Mansion, another figure in white clothes approached quickly.
In the heavy snow, this person was like a floating cloud, soundless and light, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of tens of meters and swept towards the tall city wall.
With a little tiptoe, the man in white walked as if walking on flat ground, but he walked up the wall vertically at such a fast pace.
Walking all the way to the top of the wall, he jumped up, his sleeves fluttered down, and landed lightly on the roof of a nearby restaurant in the city.
And there have been people waiting for a long time.
Seeing the man in white, the man clasped his hands together.
"Student met Mr."
The man in white stood still, revealing a thin and very energetic old face.
"Is there a clear investigation? Where is the person? Yimai's chosen successor."
"The successor. He is in the family of an official in the city. He doesn't seem to have any big background. The students are also a little strange. Why did Yimai choose this person.?" The person who responded was puzzled.
"Have you investigated the location of the Temple of Immortals?" the old man asked again.
"It's already clear that outside the city, the inside of the city is generally estimated to be a secluded resting place for people inside the city. As long as we express our attitude and don't expand the incident, we can solve it quickly and there will be no problem." The respondent replied.
"That's right. Now the successor should have obtained the Gentleman's sword and bell. The sword bell has not been reproduced for decades." The old man nodded. "Let's go, lead the way, and take the sword bell tonight."
"Then what should the successor do?" The respondent couldn't help asking.
"Although the Gentleman's sword comes from the seven veins, it has long been unable to protect it. Isn't the sword bell thrown now to let outsiders win the winner? The successor is tired of ambition and greed, and is doomed." The old man stroked his beard. road.
looked up at the night sky.
He pondered for a while.
"Since I'm here in person, I'm here to curb the variables of Dongfang Mu and Renxianguan. Let's go, get it done earlier, and I can go find your master for a drink."
"Yes."
After the voice fell, the two of them rose into the air at the same time, and rushed towards the Muchi Mansion in the city.
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Muchifu.
Zhang Rongyu woke up suddenly from sleep.
Instinctively, she touched her son on the small bed next to her, and was relieved to make sure that the son had just turned over and didn't wake up.
"Someone is here." A deep female voice came from outside the room window.
"Teacher's side" Zhang Rongyu instinctively thought of Yimai's underground palace.
"Yimai won't make a move. This is your own test. From the moment you take over the qualification of successor, you have to bear the responsibility of being a guardian. This is a setback, it is also a temper, and it is even more wind and rain."
The woman answered outside the window.
Zhang Rongyu took a deep breath.
Since she has worked so hard to get to this point, she has no intention of turning back.
If you lose this time, you will die.
From the beginning, all the way to the present, she has long been used to such a gambling-like test.
"If I fail, will I die?" She asked softly.
"Not only you will die, but your whole family will die." The woman replied.
"My husband is a descendant of a spiritual nobleman." Zhang Rongyu couldn't help but speak out again.
"Then it depends on who it is." The woman said, "If there are other contenders, you can at most be like last time, your son was deposed, and Jianling was robbed.
But if someone comes from the academy. Today's academy is originally a behemoth mixed with spirits, great nobles, and royal families. In the entire Great Spirit, it is also a giant force second only to the Great Church Alliance.
It's just because I have always adhered to neutrality, only teach, do knowledge, and do not participate in politics, so it is considered isolated from the world.
But there are many outstanding children of spirit nobles gathered in the palace, as well as the royal family and children of great nobles, among them. Therefore, even if Daling has the rules of Confucianism and Taoism that he cannot be an official, no one can ignore the value of knowledge. "
The woman paused.
"Thus, the person who imparts knowledge is also different from ordinary Confucian scholars. Even compared with Qimai, and the great Confucian descendants like Dongfangbao."
Zhang Rongyu was silent.
She understood what the other party meant.
The academy is no longer considered a pure Confucian influence, but in fact, there is also a spiritual court mixed in it.
They searched for the Sword of the Seven Gentlemen everywhere, with the intention of disrupting the revival of Confucianism.
After all, Confucianism has no blood inheritance, but only a certification of knowledge.
If a person has learned Confucianism and is willing to admit his own position and point of view, then he is a Confucian scholar.
So in essence, Confucianism is very difficult to wipe out.
Lingting established the school, the purpose of the original intention, I am afraid it is also to internally disintegrate the core of Confucianism.
"It's almost here. So fast!" Suddenly the voice of the woman outside the window sank. Seems surprised.
"I'll leave everything to my seniors." After several assassinations before, Zhang Rongyu already understood that it was impossible to stop the attack of Confucianists simply by relying on the masters in Muchi Mansion.
So this time she lured her husband out from the beginning, and didn't share a room with herself.
And around the courtyard of the room, extremely strict protection measures were also arranged.
Several priests are there, and the senior she once assisted lives in the side room, in order to be able to rescue at any time.
Now it's time to finally accept the test.
Shua!
Suddenly, there was a light sound, and the senior woman outside the window jumped up and quickly went outside to meet her.
"There are assassins!" A cry exploded outside the window.
Above the courtyard, a woman in the same white dress with long sleeves leaped into the air and faced the old man in white who was flying towards him from afar.
"Mr. Chang Xueyi, Lonely School Academy?!?" The moment the woman saw the old man, she recognized his origin. Immediately my heart trembled, knowing it was not good.
"Miss Zhao? I didn't expect you to be here too." The old man said softly, pinching his beard.
"What? You want to stop the old man? Get out of the way."
The woman fell silent, but her body did not move away.
She knew that she was far from the other party's opponent, but since she made a promise, she must do it.
Back then she had received the grace of Zhang Rongyu to survive, but now no matter what, she still has to do it!
Hiss.
She slowly drew out the soft sword at her waist, then suddenly trembled, and pointed at the opponent.
"Mr. Chang came from a benevolent lineage, do you remember the oath you made when you started?"
"Oath? Joke." Chang Xueyi didn't change his face, "This old man is not from the north, but a spirit. He was just sent by order to go to Renmai to hide and change his identity."
He looked at the strong woman opposite.
"Say it again, get out of the way."
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At this moment, in the gap between houses far away in the city.
A dark red figure flew by quickly, slowed down slowly, and stopped on the roof of a building only ten meters away from Muchi Mansion. Looking at the two people who are confronting each other from afar.
The person who came was none other than Zhang Rongfang who had just arrived from Yuanv Gorge.
The masters he sent, the people from Guqu Academy, passed the news to Zhang Rongfang as soon as they entered the city.
This caused him to get up in a hurry and rush to the vicinity before he woke up, keeping an eye on the situation on both sides of the attacker and the defender.
"How is the situation now?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the confrontation between the two in the distance, and asked the person beside him.
"It's okay for the time being. There are only two attackers, the defensive side is full of people, and there are many masters. The winner should be determined soon." Shadow Daoist replied. "It's probably the same as last time, so it's not a big problem."
As soon as the words fell, the old man in white rushed out like a flickering figure, and flashed past the strong woman.
The woman raised her hand and was about to slap her palm, but her palm slap completely missed and hit another place crookedly.
His shoulder was hit by the old man's palm, and he rolled and fell out.
"Grandmaster!? Is this not a big problem??" Zhang Rong's face turned cold, and he rushed towards Muchi Mansion from below silently.
Shadow Daoist was also stunned, never expecting that old man to be so powerful.
At this time, Zhang Rongfang had already passed through the building, entered through the side door, and soon came to the courtyard next to his sister. He stopped among the guards, stood still, and locked his eyes on the old man in white just now.
The old man was like a sharp arrow piercing through layers of protective nets, constantly jumping into the air.
The rain of crossbow arrows arranged by Zhang Rongyu was blown away with a wave of his hand.
Seeing the old man getting closer, getting closer.
Sister Zhang Rongyu had also walked out of the room at this time, her complexion was pale, and almost lost all color.
"Bold!"
At this time, several priests stood up from the ground to welcome Chang Xueyi.
But the gap between the two sides is too big, just a face-to-face, a few people lost in one move, fell to the ground, unable to recover.
At this time, in Muchi Mansion, many guards were awakened, and they raised torches and weapons around them, waiting in full force.
But the old man broke through too quickly.
Ordinary soldiers are useless to it. With just a few dodges, he crossed the blockade line shot by soldiers with crossbow arrows and approached Zhang Rongyu's courtyard.
At this time, there was only an empty flat land between him and Zhang Rongyu.
"Senior, if I hand over Jianling, can you bypass me?" Zhang Rongyu gritted his teeth.
"I knew this before, so why bother." The old man paused slightly, looking at Zhang Rongyu.
Suddenly he sighed, his figure suddenly flashed, and he went straight forward, grabbing at the opponent.
(end of this chapter)
