My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 290: 290 Discovery

On the other side, inside the Nijiao Cave.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of Han Jia again, holding the Tianxia Dao.

"The heart will move, which means maybe what I saw before was the movement that the spirit core should have? It's not avoiding." He recalled the movement track of the spirit core before, and his heart gradually became more and more determined.

"Perhaps the spiritual core is in motion all the time. This kind of movement should follow certain rules and regulations. Just like the beating of an ordinary person's heart, it is fixed and rhythmic."

"In addition, there is another point. The body of a martial artist is not only composed of spiritual threads, but also ordinary flesh and bones occupy at least half of the volume. Then why can these parts recover automatically after being destroyed?"

"The flesh and blood of these parts must have changed, otherwise it would be impossible to remain so miraculous."

As soon as Zhang Rongfang opened his mind, various points that had been ignored before suddenly increased rapidly.

He looked at Han Jia. Suddenly, there was a whimsy.

"Amputation or something will cause a small-scale spiritual explosion. Does this mean that the spiritual line of the worshiper of the martial arts also believes that there should be no mistakes in the limbs, so they will automatically be greatly stimulated and explode?"

"Then it can be deduced from this that there is equally important loss of a large amount of flesh and bones on the warrior worshiper."

"Perhaps... I can find a breakthrough point from the small spiritual explosion when they lost their flesh and blood."

Do whatever comes to mind.

Zhang Rongfang stepped out suddenly, inserted the Tianxia Dao in his hand into the ground, and replaced it with Qiulin Dao.

He doesn't know much about sword skills, but with a sword as his hand, it can still be used simply.

The knife flashed.

This time, Han Jia's arm broke suddenly, and a large number of silver threads erupted from the broken part of the arm, attacking in the direction of Zhang Rongfang.

But it's a pity that Zhang Rongfang's saber did not slash at close range, but threw it at him from a distance.

It was just because Qiulin's knife was too sharp and his power exploded too quickly, so he easily threw it at a high speed, causing his limbs to break.

After a large piece of spiritual thread gushed out, there was a flurry of dancing, but no enemies were found, so they could only retreat helplessly.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang had already seen the signs of the spiritual line flowing through the dark light vision.

"It's now!"

He grabbed the Tianxia Dao in his hand, bowed and stepped forward.

Clang!

The Tianxia Dao crossed the distance in an instant, and cut out a silver blade light.

On Han Jia's right shoulder, the flesh and blood were cut open, and a little silver light in the depths was about to move away quickly.

But when the Tianxia knife cut deeply into his flesh and blood, Zhang Rongfang carefully watched the flow and convergence of the other silver threads, and automatically simulated the movement trajectory of the spiritual core in his mind.

Although he couldn't see the spiritual core, he could see the rest of the spiritual lines following the spiritual core.

The Tianxia Dao swiped rapidly, chasing the moving direction of the spirit core and cutting it all the way.

Han Jia, who was unconscious, instinctively raised his hand to hit him, but Zhang Rongfang blocked it with a free hand, folded his backhand, and it broke and fell down.

Similarly, the other hand and leg were easily pinched and broken by him.

Finally, at this time, the cutting trajectory of Tianxia Knife finally came out.

The moment Zhang Rongfang saw the entire trajectory, his pupils shrank suddenly.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a simple scarlet human face made of wounds!

At this moment, the spirit core, which was originally moving extremely fast, suddenly stopped and stayed in place the moment the human face was seen. Stop at the left side of the chest and abdomen.

In an instant, Zhang Rong and Fang Fu came to his heart, the blade paused, and he slashed at him at full speed with all his strength.

Ding!

There was a soft sound.

Qingyue is like glass marbles breaking, and it is like a chime bell lightly hitting, echoing in the cave.

All the wounds on Han Jia's body that were rapidly healing stopped suddenly.

Her dazed pupils, like a turned off light, quickly lost their luster and dimmed.

All the spiritual threads under her skin seemed to lose their vitality in an instant, turning into black ash one after another.

Even her whole body is like a dry and leaky balloon, quickly flattening

Snapped.

The remaining bones and flesh of Han Jia fell to the ground with a soft sound.

The naked woman who had been tortured for a year finally lost her life completely.

And Zhang Rongfang stood there in a daze, looking at the Tianxia Dao in his hand.

"It's done."

"How did it happen just now?" He was a little at a loss.

The moving speed of the spirit core was so fast that he couldn't catch up even with his continuous knives.

But why did it stop suddenly?

Just because he saw the face picture hidden in Han Jia's body?

He originally planned to have another way of thinking, trying to see if he could kill Lingluo, but he didn't expect to encounter such a change in the end.

Looking at the shriveled body on the ground, Zhang Rongfang fell into thought for a moment.

It's just that he didn't wait for him to figure out the reason.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from behind.

"Young master! The situation is not good!"

An anti-religion player quickly entered the hole, with a solemn expression, and clasped his fists at him.

"Our membership was discovered by the Golden Wing Building. Now people have been arrested,

The point is that member has seen you! I suspect the situation has been leaked by now! "

"Golden Wing Building?" Zhang Rongfang suppressed the bewilderment he had just felt. "What's going on?! Where's Uncle Zhang?"

The joy of breaking the spiritual core just now was diluted at this moment.

Since the Golden Wing Building belonged to Xizong, he never paid more attention to it.

I didn't expect to jump out at such a time to gain a sense of presence.

"I don't know, but the leader has already led people there! The leader told you to go back quickly, and if someone asks you later, you don't know what to say! As long as there is no evidence, no one will dare to do anything to you!" the master of the rebellion said sincerely.

"No, where is the place?" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice. "I know the Golden Wing Tower best, so it's best for me to go!"

This matter is no small matter. If his relationship with the Rebellion is exposed, it is difficult to predict what will happen.

Not long ago, Master Chong Xuancai reminded him in a letter that the Lingting Court attaches great importance to the Dongzong Secret Collection.

The secret treasury is in the hands of the race.

The human race belongs to the Eastern Sect, and the heel of the Rebellious Sect also comes from the Eastern Sect. If the Lingting really wants to investigate carefully, it can be found out.

It's just to keep a sympathy for the former emperor and teacher, and turn a blind eye.

And once he was connected with the apostasy.

It's hard not to think about the relationship between races.

"Young Master!" Zhang Zhenhai quickly entered the cave, changed into a masked black outfit, with a long knife on his back, and a row of hidden throwing knives tied to his thighs.

"What's going on!?" Zhang Rong asked solemnly.

"Someone wanted to attack us and asked the people from the Golden Wing Tower to watch us to collect information, but they accidentally caught the brother who was guarding us.

Now I'm afraid your relationship with us has been exposed. "Zhang Zhenhai's voice has lost his usual calmness and solemnity, obviously a little bit out of proportion.

Once Zhang Ying's identity is revealed, her racial identity is likely to be revealed as well.

At that time, Lingting intervened

"Exposed?" Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat.

This day comes sooner or later, it will come eventually

From the moment he came into contact with the apostasy when he killed Princess Yongxiang, he knew that sooner or later he would be exposed.

I just didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Do you know where the Erythia branch of the Golden Wing Building is?" He closed his eyes and said.

"I know!" Zhang Zhenhai trembled all over, as if he had guessed what he wanted to do.

"My lord!?"

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Rongfang lowered his voice. "I'm a Daoist Taoist. They don't dare to do anything without substantive evidence."

"And the evidence is nothing more than two kinds of witnesses and physical evidence."

"Let's deal with witnesses first."

"Destroy the personal evidence first, and then sell the material evidence. At that time, I will see who else can do anything to me!"

Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, and there was a slight flash of sternness in his eyes.

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On a unloading pier in Zaitong Port.

On a medium-sized cargo ship that has just arrived.

Boom boom boom.

The cabin door was knocked lightly.

"Enter."

The brown-haired man inside threw off the quilt and sat up on the bed.

He got up and opened the door, and outside the door was a red-haired aunt with a thick waistline.

"This is the beef stew with onions and potatoes that you ordered." The aunt handed the plate in her hand to the man.

At the same time, he also handed over a note under the plate.

"Thank you." The man remained expressionless, took the plate, closed the door, put down the food, and took out the note.

He glanced down quickly.

The note is full of encrypted weird symbols.

He needs to decrypt and translate it to understand the meaning.

Taking out another note, he used a pen bit by bit to decompile the meaning of each symbol.

'It was discovered that Daoist, Daozi Zhangying, secretly communicated with the master of the rebellion at night. '

'Anti-religion is suspected to be a foreshadowing force arranged by Dongzong in advance. '

The man looked at the translated content, his face changed slightly, his eyes were solemn, and he quickly lit the translation note on the flame of the oil lamp and destroyed it.

Then get up and open the door to leave. Follow the passage inside the ship and walk all the way to the deck.

On the deck, a tall old man with white hair and a childlike face, a burly figure and a ruddy complexion, was wearing a white-bottomed blue-trimmed long coat and a round-topped fox fur hat, holding an iron gallbladder and looking at the sea.

This person is the chief person in charge of the headquarters of the Erythronia Golden Wing Building, the spiritual envoy Xiang Tiantong.

There are far more Erythrina masters than ordinary cities, so the Golden Wing Building has invested more manpower and material resources here.

The main person in charge here is not Black Eagle and White Eagle, but directly a first-level figure of the Spirit Envoy.

"Spirit messenger, this is the latest information that has just arrived. The subordinate has just compiled and reviewed it. It is very tricky."

"Troublesome?" Xiang Tiantong frowned slightly, the person in front of him was Erythrina Black Eagle, who could be called tricky information by him

He quickly took the note and scanned it. Close your eyes, decrypt, and correspond one by one.

Suddenly, his complexion changed.

"Is this true?? There are no mistakes or omissions!?" He opened his eyes and asked quickly.

"Absolutely not! It was sent through the most urgent encrypted channel. And" Black Hawk didn't finish his sentence.

Suddenly, there was a sharp piercing sound in the air, flying close.

puff!

A deck sailor on the side was hit by an arrow in the head and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Enemy attack!!"

The masters of the Golden Wing Building on the ship screamed immediately.

The gong was struck violently.

At the same time, at the edge of the ship, at some point, small wooden boats had already leaned on it.

A masked fighter on the wooden boat threw out the hook rope in his hand, fastened the side of the boat and climbed up.

"Cut off the hook!" Xiang Tiantong yelled immediately. He looked intently in the direction of the arrow rain, but could only see groups of mysterious people in black clothes and black scarves.

Immediately, someone on the boat took a knife to cut the hook rope.

But the continuous rain of arrows was thrown from a distance, and most of them were very accurate. Many people were shot and fell to the ground after running a few steps.

Swish!

At this moment, a series of black figures, like big birds, jumped up into the air with the help of hooks, and rushed straight towards Xiang Tiantong on the deck.

"Don't leak anyone on board!"

A cold voice came from nowhere across the deck.