My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 488: Chapter 488

For a moment, in the cell, the old man shot continuously like lightning, attacking with all his strength, without reservation.

But every attack he made was perfectly dodged by Zhang Rongfang.

There is a big gap between the two in defending against the enemy. Coupled with the fact that the old man seemed to be unconscious, his moves were even more rigid. easier to judge.

After observing for a while, Zhang Rongfang confirmed that the other party was unconscious.

Immediately, he stretched out a finger, calculated the trajectory tricks, and stabbed the opponent's forehead suddenly.

laugh.

A drop of blood seeped into the wound between the old man's eyebrows.

What Zhang Rongfang didn't expect was that as soon as the drop of blood entered, white smoke came out like strong acid corroding flesh and blood.

The old man stopped moving immediately, and the silver line between his eyebrows began to surge, as if he had been stimulated by something.

A large ball of silver thread crazily gushed out from the wound between the eyebrows, wrapped the drop of blood into a small ball, and shrank fiercely.

Amidst the hissing sound, more intense white smoke seeped out from the spirit thread ball, and then the ball spread out and turned into countless spirit threads, which burrowed back into the old man's body.

Everything returns to its original state. As if nothing happened.

And the drop of blood just now completely disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Rongfang took a few steps back, feeling a little understanding in his heart.

Just now, he felt that the drop of blood he had drawn was being crazily burned by some kind of flame-like power.

This feeling lasted only a few seconds, and the blood drop disappeared, and he lost contact with it.

"So... more?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang slammed forward, and his palms touched the old man's limbs one by one like lightning.

Under the suppression of the enemy's first opportunity, the old man tried to block, but it was meaningless, all his blocks were seen through and avoided.

After several consecutive bones breaking sounds.

Sure enough, the old man fell to the ground, and his injuries did not heal quickly. It seemed that after losing human blood, his self-healing ability was also much weaker.

Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand again to force out the blood, which hit his chest and penetrated into the opponent's wound.

hiss! !

This time a large cloud of white smoke came out.

It seems like water has entered a frying pan.

With a bang, countless silver spiritual threads rushed out from his blood-soaked chest, trying to attack Zhang Rongfang's palm.

But as soon as they appeared, they were covered with dripping blood.

Suddenly, a large number of spiritual threads began to turn black, thinner, and shrink back.

And the blood quickly turned into white smoke, evaporated and disappeared.

Zhang Rong was expressionless, watching the scene calmly.

The speed of hematopoiesis in his body now far exceeds that of ordinary people, this little blood is nothing to him, the key is that what happened at this time exceeded his expectations.

his blood.

It seems to be poisonous to the spirit thread! ?

Daoist Hongxian outside the cell also approached at this time, looking at the scene before him in shock.

He also knows that worshiping the gods and spirits, this kind of thing is invincible, except for the sculpture materials of gods and Buddhas, there is nothing in the world that can stop them.

But now... these spiritual lines are actually blocked by other things! ?

The confrontation between the blood and the spirit thread only lasted for a short while before it was over.

All the spiritual lines were completely turned into a piece of black ash and disappeared.

The old man surnamed Hu has also completely turned into a mummy, and the corpse slowly turned black and began to enter the process of turning into ashes.

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his hand. From the beginning to the present, he released a total of about half an adult's blood.

As a result, the spirit thread was corroded and died.

"Why is that so?" He couldn't help asking softly.

"Because of will." Daoist Hong Xian looked a little dazed beside him.

"Will?" Zhang Rongfang looked at him. "Fellow Daoist, can you explain in detail?"

"The viewer is being polite." Taoist Hongxian thought for a while. "I have lived for nearly a hundred years, and now I have some knowledge and experience, so I will explain it to you."

Looking at the gradually ashesed corpses on the ground, he said softly: "Many years ago, shortly after the appearance of the extreme state, it is said that someone tried to worship the gods with the extreme state, whether they could reach a higher level and step into an extremely high state. But Then they all failed without exception.”

"How did it fail?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"It's also the same. Only when the spirit thread touches the brow of the strong man in the extreme state, it is like water and fire. It cancels out with the blood of the strong man in the extreme state. Finally, they dissipate together." Daoist Hongxian replied.

"Since then, some people have speculated that the reason why worshiping gods and extreme realms are incompatible should be will."

"I'm not in the extreme state, so why?" Zhang Rongfang asked doubtfully.

"The Lord does not know, your blood, when we accept it, we can feel it is alive! It is like a greedy living creature that wants to devour everything, it will erode everything it touches into nutrients, and then grow Show more of yourself."

"When the blood itself has a strong will, this will does not succumb to the spirit thread, and the two may conflict. This may be the root of the scene just now." Taoist Hong Xian speculated and explained.

"If that's the case, it would be a pity." Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly. He originally planned to transform into a god-worshiping warrior.

Now it seems that we can only give up.

"Since it doesn't work, then forget it. Next, there is enough food and herbs, and the situation outside is unpredictable. Let's lurk in Yuannu Gorge for a while before we talk about it. If you have anything to settle, deal with it as soon as possible." He said said softly.

"Understood. This subordinate is about to start setting up the ring." Taoist Hong Xian laughed.

Coming out of the dungeon, Zhang Rongfang opened the attribute bar and took a look.

HP 271.

And the accumulated free attribute points, there are another ten points.

He quickly added all the points to life.

After a slight warm current, the HP increased to 281.

'Soon. Soon, the third special talent will be activated'

Now everything has settled down, and the surrounding area of ​​Wushan Mansion has returned to calm.

As long as you can practice steadily for a few months, when the time comes, the new talent will come out, the master realm will be full, and the spiritual will field will be condensed to enter the grand master level.

It's almost like being able to protect yourself a little bit in this world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang felt a strong sense of security in his heart.

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Time passed slowly.

Just when Zhang Rongfang devoted himself to living in seclusion, living a stable life and practicing.

The red scarf riots in various places in Daling became more and more serious. Countless civilians were killed and injured in towns and cities, and hundreds of thousands of people were transformed into mobs, flocking to larger cities for food.

The farmlands were abandoned, weeds began to grow in the vegetable fields, the houses in the towns were set on fire, and countless rebels were killed or injured. Countless people were terrified and moved their families one after another, moving towards the big city.

Migrating refugees were also attacked in large groups. They did not have enough food, no more warm clothes in the cold season, and even less medicine for treatment.

The sickness of the refugees, the death of the dead, the bones are everywhere, and the blood flows for thousands of miles.

At such a time of suffering, King Muli led his army straight into the suzerain country, sweeping the mob all the way, invincible. In just half a month, with the support of a large number of people, the army quickly expanded to 650,000, an army of one million, directly pointing at the mostly.

Nearly halfway, the soldiers approached the bank of the Yanshui River. King Muli appealed to the gods and made a public announcement to the world. He listed the top ten crimes of Daoist Yue Dewen and denounced him as a demon. Deceiving the royal family, causing chaos in the world, is extremely evil and deserves to be punished.

The powerhouse next to him, Kosiwo, the leader of the Great Brightness Cult Alliance, also publicly invited Yue Dewen to fight on the banks of the Yanshui River, to be named number one in the world.

The mighty legion is led by different generals and stationed in battalions.

The riverside will form a forest of flags, fluttering in the wind, and hunting. For a while, the entire riverside was turned into a military camp.

April 15th, morning.

At this time, it was drizzling and the sky was slightly bright.

Along the Yanshui River, large ships slowly converged to the newly built pier.

This river is hundreds of meters wide, the river is fast-flowing, and the water quality is dark yellow. You can smell the muddy smell even if you stand on the edge.

In the south of Yanshui, flags are flying, and warships are gathering.

There are also teams of emergency teams in the north, and they are stationed sporadically.

Unlike the uniform color of the military flag on the opposite side, the military flags here not only have different words, but also have different colors and styles.

These are all temporary armies gathered from various places. After learning that King Muli's real body had entered the country, the other four kings were shocked and united with various religions to mobilize troops from all over the place to rush to the front line.

At this time, all the armies gathered together, and only then did King Muli's million-strong army stop at the bank of the Yanshui River.

In the early morning, wooden arrow towers were erected along the river to watch the movement on the opposite side.

On one of the arrow towers.

Two tall men and women in cloaks and hats were looking at the opposite side from a distance with solemn expressions.

"The hands of the people who passed by last night were silent. It seems that King Mu Li has made complete preparations this time." The man said softly with gloomy eyes.

"There are so many masters around him, the religious alliance, the black list, and the red list. For so many years, this person is ambitious and has been accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity." The woman beside him said solemnly.

"How about Tiancheng Palace? Is anyone here?" The man seemed a little annoyed.

"Several masters from the Zhenyi Sect and Xizong came, but the rest didn't come. Our side is short of masters and troops. If we really fight this battle, the chances of winning are extremely low. If the opposite side uses the masters to form an assassination team, we will be powerless to resist. .” The woman replied.

The two of them are the generals of the Spirit Army who nominally joined forces to stop King Mu Li this time.

Now the throne is vacant, and only the Five Religions Circle presided over by Yue Dewen is cooperating with the imperial family's temporary government.

So they can be regarded as the generals of the circle camp of the five religions, and they are also martial arts generals from Xuehong Pavilion.

But even if they are strong generals, the two of them looked at the opposite army at this moment, feeling powerless in their hearts.

"It's a pity that the Weaving Elephant Army is just far away in the borderlands. It will take time to suppress the turmoil. The soldiers here are sparse and there is no concerted effort. We can only hope that Master Yue will personally act to suppress the opponent's spirit. Otherwise, we will not be able to Prevent him from crossing the river." The man sighed.

"Do your best." The woman also sighed.

They actually don't understand why the two major armies of the Great Spirit sit back and watch the riots in various places. In addition to protecting some key cities, today's Daling is full of red scarf thugs.

At this moment, a blue firework suddenly rose from the barracks behind the two of them.

The fireworks exploded and bloomed like flowers, forming a huge Dao character.

"This is... Headmaster Yue has arrived!!" The two looked back and were immediately overjoyed.

Under the light of the fireworks, figures in Taoist robes jumped up into the air, crossed the horse-repelling spikes tens of meters wide, and landed gently on the open space in front of the main tent of the military camp.

The head of the group is white and fat, wearing a purple robe, it is Yue Dewen who just came from Xuehong Pavilion.

But as soon as he landed, his eyes flickered slightly, and a severe dizziness flashed through his mind, and he almost lost his footing.

But no one noticed, and even if they noticed, no one would believe that the number one master in the world, the leader of the Taoist sect, and the head teacher of the Taoist sect, Yue Dewen, would almost lose his balance when he landed.

Looking up at the river in the distance, Yue Dewen's eyes flashed with clarity.

"Good calculation, it's really time."

Don't come early, don't come late, but when he was plotted against by black hands, he was in a deadly fight with the sons of the two great gods and Buddhas alone in the Dimu Temple, which was isolated from everything.

Now he is still entangled by the two gods and Buddhas, but he has no choice but to take action to suppress the situation.

I'm afraid it's really troublesome this time.