Chapter 114: Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Chapter 114

Zhang Rongfang didn't say any more, and was going to bypass this person and leave.

Unexpectedly, he only took a few steps when a long stick suddenly appeared in front of him.

The long stick was extremely black, and the top was polished into an octagonal shape. Once it hit a person, it would definitely shatter the bones and rot the flesh.

The octagonal stick whizzed with a gust of wind and slammed into his chest hard.

Zhang Rongfang leaned back, watching the stick passing by the tip of his nose.

Suddenly the stick changed direction temporarily and pressed down.

Boom! !

The stick hit the ground, splashing mud.

Zhang Rongfang stepped a little, and moved away from below.

He connected his hands to the ground, borrowed strength from his body, and rushed forward to get closer.

With one move, Dao Yan in the Emperor Yan Talisman, using his palm as a knife, slashed heavily at the opponent's right arm holding the stick.

The palm knife is from bottom to top, with a subtle and tricky angle, and it is used with the explosive force of Yandi Talisman.

This time Zhang Rongfang was sure that as long as the opponent was below the sixth rank, the reaction speed would be irresistible no matter what.

In other words, this move is enough to instantly kill everyone below the sixth rank.

Boom! !

To his surprise, the knife was heavily blocked by the side of the long stick.

Zhang Rongfang felt a slight pain in his palm, he switched hands to make a fist, and launched a lightning-like attack with the Yandi Talisman.

In close quarters, the two of them were holding sticks and the other was empty-handed. Under the night, their figures changed and they fought quickly.

After every blow, Zhang Rongfang obviously felt that his strength was not as good as the opponent's.

But although his strength is inferior, his speed is a bit faster than the opponent.

The shadows of fists, palms and sticks intertwined between the two, so fast that it was almost impossible for ordinary people to see clearly.

There is no flaw in the moves of the two, and there is not much difference in strength and speed. For a while, they were evenly matched.

The more we fought, the more familiar Zhang Rongfang felt.

The opponent's figure gradually revealed as they fought.

A vague guess slowly appeared in his mind.

"Who are you.!?"

"That's it for today." The opponent's long stick suddenly split into two sections, the speed increased for a moment, and the heavy points were on Zhang Rongfang's arms.

Boom! !

The two separated, stepped back more than ten steps and stopped.

"There are at least three people who are stronger than me in Tan Yang, so I can take care of myself." After the figure finished speaking, he turned and left quickly.

Zhang Rongfang did not chase, but touched the outside of his arms, where he was just hit.

At this time, dull pain gradually came out from both places, and it was obvious that the skin was injured.

At that moment just now, the opponent's long stick suddenly split into two, and his moves exploded, most likely using a limit-breaking technique.

Caught off guard, he was slightly injured.

But this is also related to the other party's lack of killing intent.

When a person has the intention to kill, he will be merciless, ruthless and decisive, pointing at the vital point everywhere.

It is also easier to be vigilant.

But the other party didn't.

In the end, he was injured, and he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but just clicked to the end.

Apparently the warning is stronger.

Zhang Rongfang guessed in his heart that in fact, the strength of that person just now has slightly surpassed that of the previous Black Ten Sect Anova.

In a head-to-head fight, he couldn't beat any of them.

More importantly, this person's stature was much better than Anova's.

When did so many masters emerge from Tan Yang?

"Three?" Zhang Rongfang no longer thought about it, and hurried back towards the city.

He had roughly guessed the identity of that person just now.

In the whole of Tan Yangcheng, at his current state, there are not many people who can stabilize his head.

Now that the other party came forward to warn, it was actually a disguised reminder.

back home.

Zhang Rongfang changed his clothes and washed his body with water.

After handing in the scriptures this time, he planned to be completely silent and not to care about anything.

Focus on improving yourself first.

After learning that there are masters above the ninth rank, there is also the shock brought by the strange statue.

Zhang Rongfang was originally quite satisfied with his strength, but now his mentality has changed again.

Above the ninth grade, there is also a super grade, which is a level that only people with extraordinary talents can touch.

On the Super Grade, there is actually a Grandmaster

It seems he still has a long way to go.

Now that the scriptures have been handed over, it's time for me to return to my normal life.

After washing, Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged in the middle of the room.

Close your eyes.

The property bar reappeared.

Seeing that the attribute points had become two points, he did not hesitate to add all of them to Guanxu Gong.

hiss.

He seemed to hear the sound of breath flowing in his ears.

A large number of warm currents appeared in the shape of a net, floating in his internal organs out of thin air, and began to penetrate rapidly.

At the same time, a large number of memories and perceptions of practicing meditation skills, all quickly entered Zhang Rongfang's consciousness.

The big Zhoutian speeds up the circulation, absorbs all the heat flow, and transforms it into a little bit of subtle matter.

These fine substances accumulate more and more, gradually sink, and condense and combine at the dantian.

Over time, slowly, the size of a fingernail. The special inner alchemy composed of liquid mass appeared in Zhang Rongfang's dantian.

The inner alchemy feels like nothing.

He opened his eyes, reached out to press and touch, but couldn't touch anything.

But close your eyes and perceive carefully, but you can clearly perceive the existence of Neidan.

With the inner alchemy as the core, all the qi and blood of the body first go to the dantian inner alchemy to gather, then disperse from there, and permeate the whole body.

It seems that there has become the second heart of the human body.

With the success of forming the pill, Zhang Rongfang obviously felt that his spirit and body had undergone special changes.

It's like getting a good night's sleep and waking up early in the morning to stretch and stretch your body.

At this time, his whole body was extremely transparent, and he didn't feel any blockage or stagnation.

Then

then gone

Looking at the attribute bar, the life attribute at this time has already undergone new changes.

Regardless of the upper and lower limits, everything becomes a number: 30.

‘Could it be that thirty is the watershed that marked the alchemy stage? '

"No." Zhang Rongfang clearly remembered that when he was in the Qinghe Palace, Zhang Chunxi, the pure literary cultivator, the old palace master Zhang, did not practice martial arts, and his life was at the highest 27.

‘It’s also possible that in this literary realm, the life attributes increased at each stage are all increased proportionally. '

Finding that the alchemy stage has not changed except for improving his spirit, Zhang Rongfang finally completely gave up his expectation of cultivating immortality.

Originally, he thought that he might be able to develop some special supernatural powers through literary skills.

The results now seem

After breaking through the alchemy stage, he got up and started to practice the soul-fixing talisman again.

This time it was completely smooth and unmistakable, and there was really no tingling sensation.

"Sure enough, dual cultivation of civil and martial arts is the last word to truly break through the limit. It's a pity...ordinary people can't do like me."

Ordinary people have already spent all their energy and time just practicing martial arts, not to mention literary skills.

A lot of literary skills are practiced at a slower speed than martial arts.

In addition, many people only start to practice after the age of 30 when their Qi and blood have dropped. In fact, it was already too late by then.

'What's more, you have to practice at least until the alchemy period before you can break through the threshold of the first rank. I also took the Jinxi pill before, and the combination of the two can break through this natural upper limit.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have to go to a higher realm to break through the upper limit. By then, Chun Wenxiu would probably be in his fifties or sixties. '

After practicing the soul-fixing talisman several times, there is no longer any tingling sensation.

Zhang Rongfang finally confirmed that he had indeed broken through his natural limit and raised his physical bottleneck to rank nine.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to break through the soul-fixing talisman and reach the ninth rank!

In addition, he suddenly remembered the symbols on the scripture.

Standing up, he walked to his chest of drawers, and took out a small box with a lock from the bottom drawer.

Opening the box, there was a scroll of scriptures written down in white cloth quietly inside.

The scripture is so important, and it was known to others just after he got it, and there is a faint weirdness in it.

So he immediately copied the scriptures and made a backup copy.

Then he was always ready to discard and hand over the original scriptures.

Staring at the scriptures in front of him, Zhang Rongfang recalled the three talents who mastered the lock text seen in the previous intelligence.

'It seems that I have to find an opportunity to learn this kind of lock text. '

He intends to find one of those three people to thoroughly master the Suowen writing.

for emergencies.

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Deep in the jungle.

Xiong Wuye staggered and ran wildly in the forest.

The clothes on his body have turned into strips of cloth, torn by the passing bushes and thorns.

He also rolled down the slope once in the middle.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

But even so, there were still people following him behind him.

"Why...why can people find me wherever I hide??!"

His heart grew more and more desperate.

Touching the small statue in his arms, he couldn't understand it at all.

Along the way, he was rushing towards Tan Yangcheng.

He belongs to the Golden Wing Building, and his only hope now is to seek shelter from the Tan Yang Golden Wing Building!

I heard that Tan Yang's newly appointed Lord Baiying is powerful and tyrannical. As long as he handed in the statue and explained the situation clearly, he will surely survive

He had sent a bamboo tube letter to Tan Yang's contact person before. Soon, soon the respondent should be here soon.

"Just wait. As long as I can survive, I, Xiong Wuye, swear, I will definitely... definitely take revenge!!"

Recalling the cry of the teacher before he died, Xiong Wuye's body surged with new power again.

His physical strength, which was about to dry up, seemed to have gathered some energy again.

He quickened his pace and continued to rush in the direction of contact.

Not long after, he finally saw a tall man wearing a steel armguard in the forest.

The man's face was wearing the unique black mask of the Golden Wing Building, and there was a white vertical mark between his brows, which meant that this person was not a member of the ordinary rank.

"Sure enough, it's here! The person here is Tan Yang's supporter!?" Xiong Wuye's eyes flashed with surprise, and he accelerated his steps and approached.

"Exactly." The man turned around and looked at him, his eyes flashed with surprise under the mask.

"What's the matter with you? How did you make it like this?"

"I'm being hunted down. Hurry up and take me to meet Master Baiying! I have important notes and manuscripts to hand in!"

Xiong Wuye is a member of the main building belonging to the Baiying lineage, so he naturally asked to see Baiying at this time.

"Chasing?? Where are the notes?" the man asked with a frown.

"On me! Carry it close to my body!"

As soon as the words fell, an iron arm suddenly swung out, and with the slight sound of breaking through the air, it hit Xiong Wuye heavily in the middle of his chest.

click.

The sound of fracture spread.

Xiong Wuye was thrown back more than one meter and fell to the ground.

He twitched all over, lying on his back, spitting blood out of his mouth, staring at the tall man approaching with puzzled eyes.

"Sorry, if you want to blame, I blame you back then, why didn't you listen to your teacher."

The man bent down and retrieved the idol and the booklet of notes from him.

"You are also a secret sect spy!!?" Xiong Wuye struggled, scratching the ground in vain. There was pain and hatred in his eyes.

"." The man didn't reply.

Streams of clear light penetrated the woodland and fell on him, illuminating his face.

That face is obviously one of the three generals under Zhang Rongfang of the Golden Wing Tower——Zhao Tianming!

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