My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 727: 727 Growth II

Zhang Rongfang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized it instantly.

"Did you obey my will? That's why this ability appears."

"It should be. Look at the part you absorb, let's call this kind of thing a spirit. Is the part you absorb more aggressive and destructive?" Yue Dewen asked.

Zhang Rongfang flicked his finger, and part of the spirit particles from the fingertip flew out and hit the ground.

puff!

A fist-sized corrosion pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

"It seems so." He nodded.

He also understood what his nuanced ability was.

This ability, when fully described, should be described as eliminating evil.

"Is it my ability to remove harmful and evil places?" Zhang Rongfang felt this feeling for the first time.

This feeling of purely relying on oneself to reach a higher level of martial arts.

For two hundred years, he has stopped practicing hard and thinking about his own realm all the time.

Although he has the assistance of various super bloodlines in his body, he has avoided detours, but this time is different from the past.

This time, it was true that most of the cultivation was done by himself, and he finally reached this state.

And the ability to eliminate evil, in essence, even if all his attributes and bloodline talents are removed, it will still exist.

Because this is the essential realm that he comprehends by himself.

"It really is separation." Yue Dewen exhaled, "Being able to separate fine substances and absorb some of them out, your ability is very suitable for healing."

He seems to have misunderstood something.

Zhang Rongfang paused and did not explain.

A breakthrough in the realm of martial arts is a good thing for him, but even if there is no breakthrough, the moment he completes the abyss bloodline, he will be elevated to a higher level.

A huge level that cannot be described and covered by martial arts at all.

"What are you going to do next?" Yue Dewen asked.

"Don't worry, although the sky is sinking, isn't it still sinking?" Zhang Rongfang smiled.

He is still close to perfecting the talent of the abyss, so he is really in no hurry.

"Outside, the Eternal Palace and the Instant Pagoda may be about to complete the construction of the passageway. If they finish it ahead of schedule, they will leave." Yue Dewen frowned. "Aren't you worried?"

"Of course I'm worried. But not so fast," Zhang Rongfang said.

"How can you be sure?"

"The disciple has his own way." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

I chatted with Master Yue about the application of the subtle realm, and these applications need to be developed by myself.

Being subtle doesn't mean you become very powerful all at once, it's just a state, and you need to have a strong enough force to support it to exert a powerful effect.

For example, Yue Dewen is subtle, but this kind of nuance can only improve part of his strength, which is equivalent to a grade higher than the original strength, that's all.

And Taki is also meticulous, but with the strongest physical support of the incomparably powerful spirit-eye clan, he can manipulate countless molecules and atoms in an instant to perform combined sword arrays. destroy anything.

This is the terrifying increase brought to him by the huge computing power and terrifying power of the physical body.

A powerful physical body is equivalent to hardware, and the realm of martial arts is equivalent to software.

After eating and leaving the Taoist temple, Zhang Rongfang went to the Renxian Cave of Yuanv Gorge as usual.

This time, he didn't fly away slowly, but activated the special ability obtained from the Heart Burning Furnace. Cut through the space and transfer directly.

As for the master and younger brother, he was talking about soaking in the pool of blood, but in fact

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Below the ninth floor of Taiyuan—the sea of ​​oblivion.

In the Dawn Palace.

Zhang Rongfang's figure suddenly distorted and appeared, standing on the edge of the white jade-colored platform.

"Come here?" Di Pao was lying on his side on a corner of the platform, drinking slowly with a jug of wine in his hand.

Apart from him, the entire Chenxi Palace was empty, without a single person.

"Something happened these few days, so I'm late." Zhang Rongfang replied. He took out a freshly baked rabbit leg from his sleeve and threw it over.

"It's okay, as long as there is something delicious." Di crawled and caught the rabbit's leg with a smile.

Since the blood alliance was completely defeated, it seems to avoid contact with the blood alliance.

Whether it is the Shanna Tower, the Eternal Palace, or other forces, they have tacitly sealed off the passage leading to the Dawn Palace.

The entire Chenxi Palace was only a little bustling for a while, and then returned to the original quiet and quiet state again.

"I'm going to gain a lot today." Di Zhan raised the flagon and blessed Zhang Rongfang.

"I hope so." Zhang Rongfang smiled, but with those completely dark eyes, even if it was just a normal smile, there was something weird and evil, which made Di Crawler tremble slightly.

Even though he has 'watched' it many times, he is still not used to it.

With his extremely keen perception, he could feel that an extremely terrifying thing was being bred on Zhang Rongfang.

He didn't know what it was, nor how Zhang Rongfang got it.

But he clearly felt that if that thing grew up, it would definitely pose a huge threat to Taki.

After greeting Di Zhan, Zhang Rongfang stopped for a while, and looked in the direction of the center of the Forgotten Sea, which was where the Forgotten Sea Core where Taki had been staying all year round.

'Now is not the time to meet over there. Just wait.'

With a leap, he flew down lightly, towards the sea of ​​oblivion at the bottom.

This is a kind of bloodline he obtained called the Lost Realm Demon, which comes with the talent of mind and mind.

This kind of talent is very easy to use, and he is proficient in all miscellaneous tasks such as hallucinogenic transport and flying. Although the intensity of combat is not high, it is more convenient than all other talents in life.

Down from the Dawn Palace, about two kilometers away, is the surface of the Forgotten Sea.

In the pitch-black water, countless blurred faces, black arms, wriggling and waving.

Sea creatures with strange shapes are slowly wandering.

puff!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Rongfang plunged into the sea like a sharp arrow.

The melting power contained in the sea water quickly covered him, but the skin and flesh that had just melted were immediately replaced by new flesh and blood.

He continued to swim downstream without stopping at all.

The surroundings were pitch black, and occasionally there would be strange and blurred pale figures appearing behind him.

The sharp sound of despair seemed to echo in his ears.

Finally, he slowed down and came to the bottom of the Forgotten Sea, standing gently on the black sand with his legs.

"I can feel your pain." Zhang Rongfang conveyed his meaning with the psychic ability of the mind flayer.

"I can feel your despair." He continued.

"Hate?"

"Hate the instigator who designed all this and imprisoned you here? Hate the so-called spirit-eyed people, who use you as burning sticks for their own selfish desires?"

In his inner voice, there is a trace of imitated trickery, and a trace of the emotional resonance ability of a succubus.

As his words provoked, the countless gods and Buddhas and countless souls in the surrounding seawater gradually boiled up.

Numerous pale faces emerged around Zhang Rongfang.

There was anger and hatred on their faces.

"You are all losers!" Zhang Rongfang continued. "But being a loser doesn't mean you are weak!"

"Many existences may be only one step away from success, but it is just such a small distance, and you have failed."

Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"I feel sorry for you all. You are not weak, you just lost a little bit of luck, luck."

Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand and made a subtle gesture.

"And now, I'm here. It's not for sympathy, nor for salvation. I also have my purpose. It's just that while this purpose can help me, it can also give you a second chance. A chance for rebirth!"

He spread his hands, and his words became more and more emotional.

"The anger that has been suppressed for countless years, the loneliness that has been waiting for countless years, and the fear that has accumulated for countless years!! You are no longer what you used to be!!"

hiss.

Following his speech, a pitch-black crack gradually emerged and split open between his brows.

"Come on!! Come with me! Vent your hatred!! Revenge on the aloof spirit-eyed clan!!!"

Zhang Rongfang opened his arms.

The crack between the eyebrows suddenly erupted with a powerful and incomparable attraction.

The countless ghosts in the surrounding seawater were excited, roaring and wanting to rush into the crack.

But the power of the Forgotten Sea forcibly restrained them, preventing them from leaving.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang added another force.

He and Yinhun exerted their strength at the same time. These ghosts, so powerful that even the long years in the sea of ​​oblivion could not completely wipe out their consciousness, finally escaped one by one and flew into the black crack.

This is the bewitching work Zhang Rongfang would do every few days.

The Sea of ​​Forgotten actually does not have sea water, it is mainly composed of countless forgotten ghosts and spirits.

Then, in the soul quality, there are countless ghosts who have not yet annihilated themselves, as well as gods and Buddhas who still maintain their own will, that is, spirit hosts.

The sea water separated the flesh and sundries, and precipitated into the bottom of the sea, and the rest was the light soul body.

Whether it is an ordinary ghost or a spirit ghost. In fact, there is no difference in essence.

It's just that ghost spirits are bigger, while ordinary ghosts are denser and tougher.

The ghosts who can survive in the sea of ​​oblivion are all ruthless characters.

Before, Zhang Rongfang used the ghost mansion, and there was no way to rob them.

But this time, he walked into the crowd at close range, gave them strength and courage with words, and then pushed behind him.

In this way, the ghost only needs to cross a small distance to enter his body, reincarnate as a part of the abyss, and become the food for strengthening his conscious soul.

"Come on. Come on, I will give you a new life, and we will live and die together forever!"

Zhang Rongfang opened his arms, the black crack between his eyebrows was more attractive than ever before.

After getting into the details, he acquired the ability called eliminating evil, which can accurately eliminate the evil ghosts in the surrounding sea water.

The more evil and the greater the negative emotions, the more help he can get.

Groups of ghosts shrunk rapidly as they approached him, and then turned into a line, burrowing into the gap between the eyebrows.

In the past, he would bewitch four or five ghosts at most, and then he had to change places, because only ghosts that were strong enough could cooperate with him to break free from the shackles of the Forgotten Sea.

But this time.

With his help, there are too many ghosts who can break free from the shackles.

More than ten ghosts fly into the crack every second.

Anger, hatred, fear, pain, despair, countless ghosts with negative emotions, under the transformation of abyss consciousness, turned into abyss worms one after another, descending on the vast plain in Zhang Rongfang's body.

Accompanied by it, Zhang Rongfang's consciousness and spiritual power skyrocketed like a rocket.

The realm of martial arts that had just entered into the subtleties quickly stabilized, and the huge mental power at this moment deduced and thought towards a higher level by itself.

Every ghost transformed by him, every piece of consciousness, will become a boost for Zhang Rongfang when he thinks.

Unconsciously provide computing power to help him solve problems one by one.

In a sense, at this time, he is equivalent to a parallel computer with powerful computing power, which can perform tens of thousands of computing tasks at the same time.

But not enough. Compared to Taki, this is far from enough!

Every time Zhang Rongfang thinks back to that defeat, he can understand how big a gully is between him and Taki.

But now, the opponent had already stagnated, and he was trying to catch up.