My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 468: 468 Transformation One

The night of March 14th.

In the northern part of Daling, in an unfathomably dark mountain range.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the forest is deep and the fog is thick.

There is a bamboo forest on a slope in the mountain.

There is a temple in the bamboo forest.

The temple is not big, only the size of an ordinary mountain temple. There is only room for one statue and two auxiliary rooms.

The whimpering of the wind continued to pour in from around the dilapidated temple at this time.

There were holes in the wall of the temple, the doors and windows collapsed, and half of the roof was broken, leaving only the other half leaking out of the moonlit night sky.

The ground is wet, full of weeds and moldy soil.

But in such a black soil, there is also a person who kneels piously in front of the ancient mysterious god statue, praying in a low voice.

"Greatly merciful and compassionate Yiyamsha blesses me in the future, everything will go smoothly, I will be promoted step by step, I will make a lot of money, my wishes will come true, and I will be invincible"

This man was full of beards, and he was wearing a dark robe with patterns inlaid with brocade silk. He obviously shouldn't be a poor person.

It is a strange thing for such a person who is not short of money to go to a ruined temple in the mountains to pray in the middle of the night.

The man keeps chanting prayer wishes, and then offers incense and tribute.

Finally, under the light of the lantern placed aside, he bowed, kowtowed, and began to kowtow to the statue one by one.

What was unexpected was that, where he kowtowed, there stood a slender and sharp silver metal needle shining brightly!

The needle was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, but the man didn't seem to see it, closed his eyes, pointed at the silver needle, and kowtowed hard.

Boom, boom, boom.

With the constant impact, even the sound of the wind outside was suppressed for a while.

Not long after, the man heaved a sigh of relief and straightened up, with a few tiny pinholes between his eyebrows.

But the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood overflowing from the pinhole, but the wound is healing quickly.

"It must be no problem! It must be no problem! Tomorrow's business will definitely be successful!" He seemed to feel something, and he had a certain confidence in tomorrow.

Packing up his things, the man turned around and staggered quickly away from the temple.

As the night wind howled, his back gradually merged into the night and disappeared quickly.

This person is actually a martial artist.

Not long after he left, someone came in again in the ruined temple.

This time, not one, but several figures.

They are burly and tall, the tallest one is nearly three meters, and the short one is two meters three.

"There is actually a stronghold for us in this place. I didn't expect it." One of them glanced at the statue enshrined in the temple and said with a stern look.

"The Great Bright Cult League was defeated, this is what Mie showed us." Another person said. "Whoever dares not to express his position and dare to support Ling Feitian will directly kill him. Does he really think that the world belongs to them?"

"Lingfei taught those nobles to be so high above, they don't care about such trivial matters at all." Someone sneered.

"The people from Daoism have contacted me just now. They want me to join his camp together, otherwise we will be included in the second list of secret religions. But if we join, we will have the opportunity to leave the previous list of secret religions."

"Who does he think he is? Ling Feitian back then!?"

A group of people were filled with righteous indignation.

"It's meaningless to say such things now. What we have to consider is that the Daoist Sect has used some method to temporarily hoodwink the connection of the Lingfei Sect to the middle and lower classes.

Now that they have shown their means, we must choose a camp to decide, otherwise," said the person who spoke first.

"They don't think that simply killing some masters means destroying the Cult Alliance, right? The Great Bright Cult League isn't so easy to be wiped out." Someone said.

"In my opinion, now is a good time for us to develop and expand. Why can he spread the followers? Why can we only use secret means to steal the brains of believers?

Could it be that they don't suck the marrow when they spread their followers? It's not all the same, just more hidden. "A woman said coldly.

"The more believers there are, the stronger we will be as the divine master, and the more we will be able to fight against those evil gods and pagan religions. Yes, I also think we should take the opportunity to expand rapidly." Another person also agreed.

"Those big religions, on the surface, are just to develop believers and make people believe in religion, but in fact, no one knows that every time they worship, as long as they are a little pious, their brains will be sucked out once.

If things go on like this, people will become more and more ignorant, and when their brains are sucked out, they will be reduced to scapegoats, unlike me and the Qianjiao League, whether they believe in religion or dedicate themselves, they are all on the bright side. " said the woman.

"Speak carefully!" The tallest and burly man suddenly said, his voice was majestic and low, immediately suppressing everyone's discussion.

"The news came from the magic eagle before." The man looked around the crowd, "Now the throne is vacant, and after the five religions have mobilized their forces, there are many vacancies. It is indeed a golden opportunity. Therefore."

When everyone heard the words, they were shocked in their hearts, knowing that it was a critical moment.

"So." The man continued, "Based on the news I got here, we really can't continue to lurk."

"The lord means to do something?" The woman asked in a deep voice with awe-inspiring eyes.

"It's time." The leader's eyes glowed, "On the surface, Yue Dewen is at the height of his power, and the circle of five religions is intimidating to the world. In fact, they are only strong on the outside and hard on the inside, fighting fires everywhere. In the anti-time meeting, Lingfei Sect needs their strength to contain them.

So... it's time for us to do it"

"How to do it!?" Someone asked.

"Don't they like to destroy religions and slaughter cities? Let them destroy, destroy enough! If it is not enough, we will help them!" The leader laughed.

He looked up at the night sky, where black clouds enveloped the crescent moon, gradually completely covering up the only ray of light.

"kill!!!"

There was a loud bang.

At the foot of the mountain, in a big city mainly believed in Daoism, the fire broke out into the sky.

Countless thugs wearing gray cloth hoods rushed into the city.

Without the blocking of the city gate, the guarded spiritual army was quickly submerged in the torrent of thousands of thugs.

The thugs killed everyone they saw as soon as they entered the city.

The gates of the residential buildings were easily smashed open by these people with their weapons and bodies, and rushed in. Anyone who resisted was hacked to death.

Those who did not resist were dragged out and tied up with ropes or clothes shredded into ropes on the spot.

For the bound people, someone specially prepared them to go up one by one with the maces prepared for worshiping the gods, and hit these people's eyebrows with a hammer.

One after another, extremely thin silver needles were nailed into the eyebrows and minds of these people.

Someone stood up in fright and wanted to escape, but was caught by the guards in a blink of an eye, pressed to the ground, and forced a silver needle into it.

Many warriors in the city rose up to resist.

Among them, the strongest Fudu has great agility, holding a warhammer and shield behind his back, flashing quickly among the thugs, killing one person every time he flashes.

His eyes flickered with cold killing intent, and he rushed towards the leader of the nearby gang of thugs.

"Death!" The governor turned over, hunted like a goshawk in mid-air, swooped down, and rushed towards the leader of the mob.

The leader looked ferocious and was covered in blood. He was lifting the two-meter-long knife from the corpse of a little girl. Sensing the sound of the wind, he raised the knife and swept it upwards.

when! !

Under the reflection of blood and fire, the hammer and knife collided, but they were separated at the touch of a touch.

On one side of the governor's body, like a fallen leaf, he glides lightly from the side of the chopping knife, raised the small shield in his hand, and even used a sharp thorn under the shield as his trump card.

puff!

Blood spattered.

The small shield spikes pierced into the heart of the mob leader.

"Stupid!" The mob leader laughed loudly, not bothering to resist at all, he hugged the governor and slammed his forehead hard against his head.

Boom!

At this moment, a sledgehammer fell heavily on the leader of the mob from behind. Completely smashed his entire upper body.

Just when the two thought that the general situation was settled, they were about to go forward and use the spiritual thread to suck and kill this person.

A large silver thread suddenly erupted from the mob leader's body.

Hundreds of silver threads, like living creatures, precisely pierced the heads of the surrounding people.

On the spot, more than a dozen people were stabbed in the head, and a large number of brains poured into the mob leader's body along the silver thread.

All of this is in the blink of an eye, but only a second has passed.

In an instant, the body of the mob leader recovered instantly, and re-condensed into another place.

This time, his body was much larger than before, and there were silver and black spots all over his body. These spots were big or small, like birthmarks, distributed irregularly everywhere.

This is obviously the limit state.

"This is!!?" The expressions of the governor and the hammer wielder who had sneaked into the attack changed dramatically when they saw this scene.

"How dare you violate the pastoral covenant of Wanjiao!!"

Many people don't know how the religions ended the fighting many years ago. But as a spirit man, the governor must learn to understand this piece of history.

Seeing the change in the other party at this time, the shock in the governor's heart is beyond words.

The Wanjiao Pastoral Covenant is the node where all denominations really get on the right track!

Before that, it was the darkest age of the people.

But now, these esoteric believers dare to let go of the restrictions on the ten thousand religious pastoral covenants for worshipers

"Crazy! You are crazy!!" Before the governor finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and his body was cut in two by the mob leader who suddenly approached.

Countless silver threads burst out from his body, but before flying far, they were forcibly covered by another piece of silver thread, sucked in, staggered in mid-air, shrunk, and disappeared.

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In the mountains and forests, the convoy lit a fire and cooked under the cliff.

Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged on the top of the cliff, closed his eyes and stared quietly at the attribute bar in front of him.

Without any hesitation, he directly focused the accumulated attributes on the phantom talisman.

But it's a pity. The attributes that were clicked on were quickly returned.

"It's still missing a little bit. Absolute defense has found its way, but the final form is still there"

The most powerful thing for a grandmaster is the final form, which is the absolute strength dividing line that is different from that of a grandmaster.

With a sigh, he still added all the attribute points to life.

Anyway, it's one point a day now, and the attributes are still accumulated very quickly. After waiting for the phantom talisman, the amount can be accumulated very quickly.

16 attributes, added to life, quickly increased it from 255 to 271.

'Soon. If I keep adding life, I will be able to get a new trait talent in a month. '

Think about it and have some small expectations.

Now the gap between his martial arts and the great master is not so big, and if he improves his trait talent, it is very likely that he will be greatly improved again.

Whether it is the path of a master or a new trait talent, the future can see a bright future.

Pausing to think, he felt the familiar air flow brought by his body when he raised his life.

Streams like cobwebs spread evenly throughout the body.

This process only lasted for a few minutes, then slowly faded and disappeared.