Chapter 535 535 Trace One
Worship God! ?
Chang Xueyi's heart shuddered, no wonder, no wonder he fought Shahu before, and he obviously felt that the opponent's strength burst and physical defense were different from ordinary people.
If you worship God, then there is nothing strange about it.
In Confucianism, whether it is Qimai, Xuegong, or descendants of great Confucianists, none of them can worship gods.
Some people may also be willing to worship gods, but the martial arts they practice will conflict with worshiping gods.
As for the characteristics of Confucianism and martial arts, the ones who make full use of it are the royal family who have not been allowed to worship gods.
Because the royal family does not allow worship of gods, it fits well with Confucianism and martial arts.
Xuegong is one of the means by which the imperial family of the spirits seized Confucianism and martial arts, and Li Daitao tried to establish a Confucianism loyal to the Great Spirit.
Chang Xueyi's thoughts turned sharply, but soon came back to his eyes.
Worship into the Immortal Temple? This is not a good choice, but if you don't agree now, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this place.
Immediately, Chang Xueyi thought about it, and said, "Okay, I promise you! But the Confucianism and martial arts I practice cannot worship gods, so I can't guarantee that I can accept the Taoism you said."
Taoism? Dougie?
Zhang Rongfang heard that he seemed to have misunderstood.
But after thinking about it, it seems clearer to use the word Daoji. Immediately no longer explain.
There are still too few masters in Renxianguan today, and blood descendants cannot be easily produced, but if some top-level strong blood descendants can be produced, they may be able to help share the pressure brought by gods and Buddhas in the future.
"Very good! Don't worry, martial arts have little influence on the way of immortals." Zhang Rongfang calmed down, stretched out his hand, and slowly touched the opponent's eyebrows.
"Don't resist."
The wound is opened.
A drop of blood quickly penetrated from between Chang Xueyi's eyebrows.
But within a few seconds, Zhang Rong could easily feel that after the drop of blood entered Chang Xueyi's body, it was quickly wrapped and suppressed by the surrounding blood.
The resistance encountered at this level is exactly the same as when he injected blood into the worshiping spirit network in his previous experiments.
Chang Xueyi was put down and stood on the ground, but now he couldn't stand still. Instead, he tried to grab his throat with his hands, but he couldn't do it because of a broken bone.
He could only struggle, his whole body was bruised and his expression was extremely painful.
At the same time, Zhang Rongfang could feel that the blood in Chang Xueyi's body was disappearing rapidly.
Seems to be necrotic.
'interesting. ’ He narrowed his eyes, focusing all his attention on the drop of blood.
After a few seconds, the sense of blood completely disappeared.
Zhang Rong easily understood that this transformation must have failed.
He thought for a while, then stretched out his hand again, a drop of blood oozes out, and seeps into Chang Xueyi's wound again.
But what he got was more painful convulsions from the other party.
What's more strange is that Chang Xueyi, who is in the final state at this time, seems to have begun to shrink with the blood transfusion, returning to normal replacement.
Soon, the second drop of blood disappeared quickly.
Zhang Rongfang squeezed out another drop of blood and raised his hand.
"No, I can't do it!" Chang Xueyi curled up on the ground, struggled and refused.
"Don't be afraid. Foundation building naturally requires suffering. This is an inevitable process." Zhang Rong said without changing his face.
"Can"
Chang Xueyi wanted to say something else, but his hair had already been pulled up. His face was pulled up abruptly. The third drop of blood was printed between the eyebrows again.
This time, Zhang Rongfang's hand didn't leave, but just pressed it directly between his eyebrows.
Drops of blood continuously seeped into its body.
"Ah!!" Chang Xueyi frantically tried to struggle, but now that he had regained his two-meter figure, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of Zhang Rongfang, who was more than five meters long.
He was like a child caught by an adult, he could only twist his body violently, but to no avail.
Time passed by little by little.
Gradually, Chang Xueyi struggled less and less.
till the end.
His legs were completely stiff, hanging in the air, completely motionless.
Zhang Rongfang shook the others, but found that there was no more movement.
"died?"
He felt that the blood he injected into the opponent's body began to automatically condense into a ball and no longer merged into his body.
Chang Xueyi's body in front of him also began to gradually become cold, his heartbeat stopped, and his blood flow stopped.
"Looks like he's dead." Zhang Rongfang sighed, grabbed the opponent's head with one hand, and turned it lightly.
click.
Chang Xueyi turned his entire head 360 degrees, his neck bone was completely broken, and there was still no response.
Zhang Rongfang let go of his hand. Searching him, he found a small book called Xunxin Xilu, which seemed to be the book that the other party read when he was very bored.
Then there is the money bag, a piece of identity token of the Lonely Bird Academy.
Apart from these, there is nothing else.
Disappointed, he lifted the corpse, and with a flash, he left the place.
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Magic Gunshahu ran wildly all the way, looking back from time to time, for fear that the Immortal Temple Master would come after him again.
He is very self-aware, able to fight against the terrifying existence of the Spirit General, which is no longer a human being, but a monster.
Monster, not that he can fight.
So he escaped quietly while the other party thought he was dead.
At this time, he was running at full speed and had already run two hundred miles away. Stop to rest at the foot of a gray and white stone mountain.
Removing the final pose, Shahu panted heavily, put away the magic gun, returned to its original arm length, and carried it behind his back.
"That guy is... almost like a spirit general! They are all monsters! I am a human, how can a human defeat a monster!?"
He has a very clear understanding of this in his heart. Spirit will be impossible to defeat.
The one who can defeat the spirit general must be another spirit general who hides deeply!
Yes, he thinks that Zhang Rongfang, the master of the fairy temple, is probably also a hidden spirit general created by an unknown sect.
Just like his worship of God.
At his level, he has already stood at the top of the peak that a human being can achieve. But even a great master like him, if he doesn't worship the gods, he still can't resist the spirit general.
After tens of hundreds of years of hard work, the children of the great nobles of the spirits only need to worship God at a young age, and they can achieve the rank of spirit generals far superior to them.
Why! ?
Sharks are not convinced!
So. He also found a small cult.
After many years of painstaking literary skills, he quietly used sacrificial methods to make up positions, trying to achieve the status of a spiritual general.
Yes, for the gods and Buddhas, if you sacrifice enough brains, then the qualifications to become a spiritual general will continue to decline.
This is also the reason why the great nobles of the spirits can get the earth mother to worship and walk.
Unfortunately, he failed and only achieved the level of Lingluo.
While taking a little breath for rest, Shahu's heart suddenly tightened, as if some kind of severe danger was approaching.
He immediately stood up and rushed to the front stone wall, trying to cross the cliff above and leave.
But still a step behind.
Shahu suddenly raised his head, stood on the mountain wall, and looked towards the top of the mountain.
At some point, a person stood there. He was five meters tall, with blood-red eyes, and his body was covered with thick blood-colored muscles.
Just standing on a high place and looking down, it gives people an extremely strong sense of depression.
"Brother Shahu left in a hurry without saying hello. Since I said I would ask Brother Shahu to leave a comment, I will do what I say." Zhang Rong said calmly.
"My lord, I'm just here to repay the favor. I don't know about the rest, and I don't want to know." The magic gun shark said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, I just want to ask you a few questions." Zhang Rongfang said.
"Then please tell me, the master." Shahu faintly used the discs in the corners of his eyes to calculate the possible escape methods around him, while listening to what the other party said carefully.
"What is the relationship between Brother Shahu and Muchi Mansion?" Zhang Rongfang asked the question that he had always wanted to ask.
The person in front of him is obviously the person who was invited by his sister to help him. His sister has been ignorant of the details.
Just blocked the magic gun shark in front of him, and he could dig something out of the opponent.
"Muchi Mansion is just that the dog once received the kindness of the hostess in the past, and now he is back to return the favor. If he had known that the temple master was so concerned about Wushan Mansion, I would never have entered the city so casually." Shahu's posture was pretty good. very low.
Return favor?
Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.
"Then why did the people from the Confucian Academy come to attack?"
"It's for the Seven Gentlemen's Sword of Confucianism." Shahu obviously knew it well before coming here. At this time, I explained it carefully to Zhang Rongfang.
Divided from the seven veins of Confucianism, the division of Confucianism in the academy, but now in Muchi Mansion, Zhang Huanqing has a special status.
Explain everything clearly.
After a few minutes.
Zhang Rongfang probably understood all the reasons.
After thinking for a moment, he didn't make things difficult for Gunshahu, but just let him leave on his own.
After all, the magic gun shark came here to help his sister Zhang Rongyu. So it is enough to warn this person that he has no one in his eyes.
As for Chang Xueyi.
This Lonely Bird Academy seems to be very powerful. Instead, we need to see how Chang Xueyi's level will react when he disappears.
After inquiring about the specific reason, Zhang Rongfang looked at the back of the magic gun shark leaving from a distance, and also turned back.
This time, it's over, but what kind of successor will the nephew become next, I'm afraid there will still be many troubles.
Maybe I can ask Dongfang Mu.
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It's just different from what Zhang Rongfang thought.
After Chang Xueyi disappeared, Lone Duck Academy conducted some investigations, and no one was sent to come after that.
According to the news from Dongfang Mu, the Academy has listed Wushan Mansion as a special area that is absolutely prohibited from approaching.
Obviously, the loss of a top grandmaster made him unwilling to invest more here.
Such a huge force has a lot of internal struggles, and each has its own way of survival.
It is impossible to rashly send someone to take action before finding out the details of Wushan Mansion.
At most, they just quietly send people to investigate the truth, nothing more.
Those who are as strong as Xizong are, after all, a minority.
After the night assassination incident in Muchi Mansion, the whole Wushan Mansion was bustling for a while.
Everyone was bragging about how thrilling and earth-shattering the fight at Muchi Mansion that night was.
But that's all.
Neither the Lonely Flock Academy nor the Magic Gun Shark has affected innocent people. The only ones injured were the guards and worshipers of Muchi Mansion itself.
After this incident, Zhang Rongfang lived directly near Muchi Mansion and did not intend to leave in a short time. It is convenient to protect secretly.
As for Zhang Rongyu, she also lived in seclusion, making it impossible to know where she was. In case of possible assassination.
Fortunately, everything is calm and nothing major happened.
Life, as time goes by, gradually tends to be dull and normal.
(end of this chapter)
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