My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 323: 323 Two-way Part 1

puff.

Zhang Rongfang casually threw away the mad monk who had been sucked dry.

Looking at the attribute column, it climbed up again, reaching a flesh and blood complement value of 56.

He frowned.

The injuries on my body also feel much better.

Ten times the mountain is superimposed with three limit states, plus the use of limit-breaking skills and shrinking steps.

In the end, it was the collision of the full force of the Grandmaster Naxi.

He suffered severe injuries in his body.

"As expected of Xi Zong's god-worshiping guru, the strength and power!"

The god-worshiping master and the ordinary master are no longer at the same level.

Coupled with Xizong's martial arts which is stronger than other forces.

Only then did he realize that the previous Zuo Han had been putting up with him and accommodating him to fight him.

"I heard that Grandmaster has his own ultimate lore. From this point of view, he is really strong."

Without the final form, it was enough to injure him. If the final form is used.

This is also the key reason why Zhang Rongfang ran away in the first place.

"My son."

Zuo Han's figure appeared from one side of the forest.

His complexion was pale, and he seemed a little tired.

"Uncle Zuo, are you injured!?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"Well, I got a little injury, but I've almost recovered." Zuo Han nodded.

Similarly, his eyes fell on Zhang Rongfang's arm, and his brows frowned.

"My lord, you are injured too!?"

"Well, I met a master of the Western Sect and made a surprise attack." Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.

"Grandmaster!? How's the injury?" Zuo Han's expression changed and he asked worriedly. "Do you want the old man to help you heal?"

"It's a bit troublesome." Zhang Rongfang shook his head, "I haven't suffered such a serious injury for many years."

he sighed.

"I guess it won't be ready until tomorrow."

"." Zuo Han's complexion changed, and he held back what he almost blurted out.

He took a deep breath.

"Since the plan failed, let's wait for a while and wait for the follow-up opportunity?"

"That's fine." Zhang Rongfang nodded. He realized the strength of the God Worshiping Grandmaster, and the next step is to plan carefully how to achieve his goal.

The two didn't talk nonsense, they briefly discussed the next action, and then returned.

Zhang Rongfang returned to Chenxiang Palace, and Zuo Han returned to the hidden stronghold of Qianshimen.

Before leaving, Zhang Rongfang passed by Kong Yu who was slowly getting up.

With the palm of his hand, the triple mountain fell on top of Kong Yu's head like lightning.

Boom!

This arrogant and lecherous mad monk just raised his hand, and instinctively wanted to resist, but it was already too late.

In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

All that was left was a corpse that began to dry up quickly and turned into black ash.

Nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Rongfang went straight to the Dao Palace Personal Martial Arts Field.

In order to hide his privacy, he has now set aside a martial arts field for himself alone.

The purpose is to test the ever-improving physical fitness.

After absorbing the emptiness, he felt that his physical fitness began to improve again at this time.

This sense of constant progress is undoubtedly fascinating.

Standing in the center of the Martial Arts Field.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the pale sky just now, and picked up the heavy iron lock that he had prepared earlier with one hand.

He weighed it lightly.

'Easy again.'

He was silent for a while.

"Come here, bring me the two thousand catties iron lock that I prepared earlier."

Outside the Martial Arts Arena, some Taoists responded loudly.

not for a while.

The door opened, and a dark oval iron lock was quickly carried in by three people.

Boom.

The density of iron is very high, two thousand catties is actually one ton, not too big.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and held the handle with one hand.

Lift it hard.

A heavy feeling weighed on one arm.

"good."

He took a deep breath and threw it upwards vigorously.

call.

The iron lock tumbling, flew up more than one meter into the air, and then slowly fell down.

With a pop, Zhang Rongfang caught it with both hands.

He still only slightly accelerated his heartbeat. Other than that, nothing else has changed.

Putting down the iron lock, he waved his hands at the few Taoists who had already stared dumbfounded.

"Go down."

"yes!"

Several people walked down quickly with reverence on their faces.

Needless to say, rumors that the palace lord was born with supernatural powers and extremely ferocious will soon spread in the palace again.

But Zhang Rongfang didn't care.

There is no way to avoid hiding the rapid improvement and surpassing the physical fitness of ordinary people.

Instead of hiding it, it's better to let it go and show it to a certain extent. This can also provide a good cover for the more exaggerated strength enhancement in the future.

'It's just that the current strength is still a little short of the God Worshiping Master that he fought against before. '

Zhang Rongfang knew very well that even if he took the crazy demon monk to make up for it, he was at most equal to that Xizong God Worshiping Master in terms of strength.

But the problem is, apart from his physical fitness and martial arts skills, the other party also has a final style unique to the master.

This is troublesome.

‘If it’s true what Uncle Zuo said, Grandmaster doesn’t want to decay and grow old. I am afraid that most people will choose to worship God in the end to restore their strength. '

'In this way, the longer the worship power accumulates, the stronger it will be. Xizong is like this, and Lingting is probably even more like this! '

Thinking of this, he felt chills in his heart.

After so many years of accumulation, these god-worshiping forces have accumulated many god-worshiping warriors.

this huge force

"No!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a thought in his mind.

‘According to the principle of energy conservation, it is impossible for the world to have ever-increasing energy. If there are more and more of these warrior worshipers, it is impossible for them to remain famous until now.

It is impossible for only high-level high-grade warriors to know about the increasing number of people. This is unreasonable! '

Thoughts flashed in his mind.

Standing in the martial arts arena, while thinking, he began to practice martial arts.

Show all the acquired martial arts in a set and keep them.

‘In this, there must be some kind of restriction, so that the worshipers of the gods and warriors accumulated by these great forces cannot go out casually. '

He thought of the statue of the blood god he got again.

'It seems that after this incident is dealt with, it is necessary to study the secret of this blood god statue. '

The last dream, as well as the intuitive warning in the attribute bar, made him vaguely understand that those so-called gods and Buddhas are probably manipulating and interfering with the subconscious mind of the human body.

This level, for him now, is beyond the scope of comprehension.

It is impossible to gain much by doing research on your own.

‘If you want to obtain more information, it seems that you can only start with the Lingting and religious sects. '

Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang restrained himself.

The thought returns to the present moment.

He needs to find more materials to complement his second talent.

Otherwise, they will not be able to cope with the troubles and dangers that Xizong will face next.

Xizong has been eaten down to only two masters, so where else can we provide him with more materials?

The names of various forces flashed in Zhang Rongfang's mind.

Suddenly, a previously impressive name jumped into his sight.

'Thousand Church League'

'Unfortunately, the Qianjiao League resolved it a little too early. Might as well have enough material now. '

His heart moved slightly.

Kongding couldn't move, but didn't Wanghai Temple come to many masters again?

The range to choose from is huge.

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Wanghai Temple.

"No, I have to leave this ghost place immediately!" Jin Yuanlai walked back and forth in the main hall of the temple with an anxious expression on his face.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground beside him, Kong Ding looked solemn, but his slightly furrowed brows showed that he was also in a bad mood at this time.

Looking at Jin Yuan walking back and forth, he sighed softly.

"Brother, it's fine to leave, but have you ever thought that if you were intercepted on the way out, who will save you then? You know, leaving alone is also a case of being alone."

These words made Jin Yuan's expression freeze.

"Then what should we do now? Why don't you go back with me?!" Jin Yuan turned to look at him.

"Senior brother, you are impatient." Kong Ding shook his head. "The key now is that the two of us cannot be separated, otherwise we will be broken one by one."

"We can't separate, and if you don't go back with me, then why can't we just stay in this ghost place and wait until your master comes back!?" Jin Yuan said angrily.

"Why not." Kong Ding said seriously, "In the current situation, if you are not careful, you will be in danger of dying. You should have seen the spare body. You can kill him completely in such a short time. Would you believe it if there were no martial arts worshipers involved behind the scenes?"

"." Jin Yuan recalled the spare body of the mad monk he found before, and his heart was also chilled.

Neither does this, nor does that.

laugh!

At this moment, suddenly a flying knife wearing a piece of letter paper flew in from outside the wall and nailed it to the wooden post beside the two of them.

Jin Yuan approached quickly, reached out to take down the throwing knife, and pulled out the letter paper.

He worships the spirit network of the gods, even if there is any poison on it, he doesn't care, at most he just needs more time to recover.

He just unfolded the letter paper, and after reading a line or two, he cheered up.

"This letter...is actually Junior Brother Kong Wu!?"

"Junior Kong Wu?" Kong Ding's eyes moved, and he immediately remembered who Kong Wu was.

For them, there are quite a few masters of the empty generation in the True Buddha Temple.

It is also difficult to remember everything in a short while.

What's more, the internal changes in the True Buddha Temple are very fast. Some masters suddenly disappeared and died because of new and old grudges, so the level of replacements can vary at any level.

So it's normal not to remember.

But emptiness is an exception.

Kong Ding quickly got up.

The current situation is that they came to investigate the third race, and they were attacked and killed as soon as they arrived.

He walked to Jin Yuan's side, and glanced at the contents above.

After reading a few lines, his face brightened.

"I actually found it!?"

Just in Wanghai Temple, the two were pleasantly surprised.

Outside, a vigorous figure quickly passed through the busy street and entered a private house.

Finally, in the yard, he stood in front of a parked gray sedan chair.

The top of the sedan chair has sharp corners on all sides, and the whole body is covered with thick gray cloth. It looks like an ordinary sedan chair enlarged.

"My lord." The figure stood still, bowed, and spoke.

"Finished?" A gentle voice came from the sedan chair.

"Yes, no one of them should have discovered the whereabouts of their subordinates." The vigorous figure replied.