Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang controlled the attribute points he had just saved and added them to the Guanxu Kung Fu.
In the parentheses behind the Guanxu Gong, the body-changing realm also slowly blurs and disappears.
Countless memories of meditating and breathing crazily flooded into his mind.
A lot of insights about literary skills are integrated into it.
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes slightly and felt a little dizzy. But he became normal after getting used to it for a while.
He could feel the qi and blood in his body rapidly opening up some blocked meridians and blood vessels.
Then, they are connected into a circle inside the body, forming a larger and more complex cycle than the body replacement.
In just a few minutes, he felt as if all the internal organs in his body were starting to heat up and he was breathing.
This heat gradually spreads throughout the body from the inside out.
On the property bar, new writing also appeared at this time.
‘Guanxu Kung Fu (Third Level – Foundation Building)’
"So...I can be considered a great Zhoutian master in the Foundation Establishment Stage." Zhang Rongfang thought back to those Foundation Establishment Stage masters who flew into the sky and escaped from the novels in his previous life, and then looked at his own Foundation Establishment Stage where Qi and blood are unobstructed and immunity is improved.
The gap in his heart left him speechless.
Let’s look at the attributes of life again.
At this time, the life attributes have obviously changed.
From the previous 23-27, it suddenly jumped to 25-29.
"One attribute can be used as two, not bad!"
Immediately, he put down the tub and towel, and started practicing the Soul-Calling Talisman in the yard.
This time, I practiced longer than before. It was not until the third time that I felt a tingling pain in my internal organs and could not continue.
Much better than before.
'This shows that my body's capacity is slowly increasing, and the tingling pain probably means that my body's capacity is full and reaching its limit.'
When he successfully helped Wanyan Lu lose weight, he would be able to obtain the fragments of the statue. Then, he would like to see what secrets were hidden in them.
Suddenly something in the night sky flew in gently, crossed the wall, and was caught by Zhang Rongfang.
It's a paper ball.
When you unfold it, you will see a line of tadpole-like black characters inside.
After reading it, Zhang Rongfang tore it into pieces and threw it into the brazier by the wall. Then he walked to the garden gate and gently pulled it out.
Soon, there was a gentle knock on the courtyard door.
A figure came in.
"Sir, there are new trends in the Black Ten Sect. They seem to be investigating the channel through which you came to Tanyang from Huaxin County."
The figure raised its head, revealing a pure and cold white face.
"Based on the information from the Black Ten Sect, it will only be a matter of time before we find out." Zhang Rong did not change his tone, "According to regulations, I can only mobilize some of the main members for private matters, so this aspect can only be looked at by you."
"Don't worry, sir, my subordinates over there have also sent people to keep an eye on them at all times. But they have already found their direction. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before they are exposed..." Qing Su frowned.
Just now, Zhang Rongfang felt a little relaxed because of his improvement in Observation of Virtual Reality, but now he was made unhappy by the incident of the Black Ten Sect.
"The Black Ten Sect..." He closed his eyes slightly, "How far have they found out now?"
"We are already investigating the Bai family caravan. You came with the Bai family caravan at that time, and it is very likely that you will be exposed by one of them." Qingsu said in a deep voice.
"The Bai family caravan...I know, just keep watching for me."
"Yes." Qing Su paused and stopped talking.
"What do you want to say?" Zhang Rongfang saw it and asked.
"Um... I would like to ask, are you planning to take action against the Wanyan family?"
She asked with a calm face.
"If we take Wanyan's route, it is indeed possible to occupy about half of the Wanyan family's belongings."
"..."
Zhang Rongfang's heart twitched, he didn't expect to become famous, and even the subordinates of Golden Wing Tower knew about his reputation.
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The largest gambling house in Tanyang City is the Jiaozhou Gambling House near the city wall in the west of the city.
This gambling den was apparently opened by the great philanthropist He Cundong, Mr. He.
But in fact, most of them are the shares of many gentlemen in the government.
A small part of it is occupied by the Black Ten Sect.
Putting aside the division of shares, the Black Ten Sect is actually the real person in charge here.
Mocha Molu, as the expert in charge of the Black Ten Sect, is now over thirty years old and has begun to enter a period of decline as a martial artist.
He has reached the end of his promotion, and now it is time to think about the future for his family, parents and children.
As one of the five ferocious Vajras in the dark side of the Black Ten Sect, he has participated in dozens of large and small fights since his debut, and has also left a lot of scars on his body.
But every time, his opponent would pay a heavier price than him.
The last time was three years ago, when a group of barbarians from the north entered Tan Yang to seize territory, but he led his men to cut them out.
The leader of that group of barbarians is called the Thin Camel by people in the world, which means that his strength can be compared with that of a camel.
As a result, the man's head was chopped off with a knife, and the skull was made into a wine glass for drinking.
Inside Jiaozhou Casino.
The lights were brightly lit, people were coming and going, and the gambling table was crowded with excited gamblers.
The person sitting on the throne is a masked woman with a certain appearance.
Although the woman is covered, her clothes are mostly cool.
The mixed stimulation of hormones and gambling makes the entire gambling den no longer full of dangerous temptations.
Mocha Molu was sitting on a leather lounge chair at the end of the casino, with two beautiful women sitting next to him who were drinking and chatting with him.
His burly figure can still give people a strong sense of oppression even when sitting on a leather chair.
At this time, between the gambling tables, a hooded man wearing gray tights lowered his head and quickly walked through the tabletops and walked to Mocha Moru.
Bow and salute.
"Dear Mocha Molu, there is a resolution from the altar. According to the wishes of the elders, you will implement this resolution."
"...Is the decision coming so soon?" Mocha Molu's expression remained unchanged, he pushed away the woman beside him and stood up.
"Yes, driven by Master Annova, the elders were very angry about the bandits who broke into the church. Under the eyes of God, such a dirty thing happened. This is a provocation to our religion! It is a challenge to God
Provocation!" The man in gray replied solemnly.
"Answer me the results. What was found? Who needs to be killed?" Mocha Moru said in a low voice.
As the third person in the Shinto altar of the Black Ten Sect, although he is not as powerful as the first two, he has also been through hundreds of battles.
For people like them.
Killing does not depend on rank.
Even a ninth-grade master will die if he is poisoned.
Therefore, murder is never a direct confrontation. Sneak attack, poisoning, kidnapping, ambush and siege, using all possible means are the way to life and death.
Therefore, although Mocha Molu himself has only broken through six times, he has a record of killing seventh-grade masters.
"The goal this time is to investigate the Bai family caravan and kidnap a woman named Yang Hongyan." The man in gray said in a low voice.
"The church discovered that there is another force secretly obstructing our investigation. So this time, according to Lord Annova's wishes, we divided into two groups, one to deal with the Bai family caravan, and the other to arrest Yang Hongyan."
"Understood. Interrogate both sides at the same time and verify the truth one by one." Mocha Moru nodded.
In fact, some clues have been found within the Black Ten Sect.
For example, Zhang Ying is very problematic.
After eliminating several other options one by one, Zhang Ying entered their field of vision.
It’s not for anything else, but because this person is too suspicious. After a little more investigation, I found more clues and doubts.
Now I finally decided to take action directly.
"When will we do it?"
"Tonight!" the man in gray replied solemnly.
Mocha Moru slowly stood up.
"Takuna, Parsi."
"exist."
Two strong men behind him, one tall and one low, bowed their heads in response.
"Order a team of people and go to two places to pick up people. I'll go say hello at the Yamen." Mocha Moru said solemnly.
"yes!"
"Be careful to change into the guest's clothes. The mysterious organization's intelligence capabilities are not weak. Don't let them discover you."
"Don't worry, boss." The two of them were taller and shorter, with confident smiles on their faces.
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In the dark, a few angry gamblers hurried out of the side door of Jiaozhou Gambling House. They seemed to have lost money in gambling and left cursing.
Not long after, another group of people laughed and arrogantly carried the wine jar, staggered out of the door, and left with them.
One of the teams that lost money swayed back and forth and headed towards the Bai family's caravan without even realizing it.
In the dead of night, these gamblers quickly came to the front door of the Bai family business.
A group of five people pulled out the daggers hidden in their waists, exchanged glances, and then dispersed to arrest people from several directions.
"It's enough to capture a few key people. The second manager of the Bai family, Zheng Yongfu, who is responsible for dividing the route and accompanying the team. There are also the two accompanying guards who helped look after Yang Hongyan at the time."
Among the five people, the leader explained softly.
Several people nodded.
"Let's go. We must ask clearly as soon as possible what is the relationship between Zhang Ying and Yang Hongyan. And..." the leader continued.
"And what?" Suddenly a female voice came from behind several people.
The five people were startled and turned around at the same time to look at where the sound came from.
puff!!
In an instant, one of the five men suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed the leader in the back.
Blood gushed out all at once.
The others were immediately shocked and scattered one after another.
"Tuffman, what are you doing!?"
"Tuffman, are you crazy!??"
At this moment, several black figures rushed out of the side alleyway in the blink of an eye.
These people all held daggers in their hands and wore black masks on their faces, with only two eyes exposed.
"There is an ambush, escape!"
"Run!!"
The remaining four people fled in panic.
Under the eaves not far away, Qing Su also wore a black mask and watched this scene with satisfaction.
"As expected, the people from the Black Ten Sect really came tonight. I've been waiting here for so long."
"Are you the leader behind these ambushes?"
Suddenly a voice came from Qingsu's right side.
His voice was low, powerful, and calm, as if the people being chased and scattered were not his men at all.
Qingsu shuddered and turned her head to look.
In the dark night, a burly figure wearing brown leather armor and gloves on his hands slowly approached her.
"Mocha Molu!?" Qingsu took a step back.
In the Black Ten Sect, Mocha Molu is the well-deserved third master, or killer.
The biggest characteristic of this person is that he is very powerful in assassination, and his body speed is the strongest in the Black Ten Sect. He has killed sixth-level enemies several times, and even assassinated a seventh-level warrior!
Although he only used poison, it also showed that this person's strength was definitely far superior to hers.
Qing Su's mind changed rapidly.
She was confident that she could escape even if she couldn't defeat him, but the key point was that if the Black Ten Sect's people captured those key members of the Bai family, Master Zhang Ying's true identity would be exposed.
Once it is revealed that Zhang Ying is Zhang Rongfang, everything about Zhang Ying's identity will be destroyed.
Because Zhang Rongfang was born a barbarian, not Zhang Ying's northerner.
Moreover, if the details of Zhang Xuan and his son are involved...
Sir Zhang Ying, with his identity, will instantly become a rebel!
Qingsu stepped back slowly.
Mocha Molu moves forward step by step.
The two kept moving, one retreating and the other approaching.
Suddenly, Mocha Molu stopped, raised his head, and tilted his head back slightly.
Behind him, at some point, there was an extra person.
A burly figure taller than him.
Obviously he is already tall and burly, but this person is even more muscular in comparison.
The other party was wearing a tattered gray cloak, covering his whole body.
Only the face, wearing a black mask.
Just like Qing Su and other members of Golden Wing House.
The evening breeze blew, the cloak tugged, and the hunter made a sound.
"..."
"..."
At this moment, Mocha Moru met the opponent's eyes.
His appearance was clearly reflected in those black pupils.
Wow.
Suddenly the cloak was lifted up and blown down by the wind.
Mocha Moru's eyes suddenly shrank, and the figure under the cloak disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The left side of his scalp suddenly became numb.
In an emergency, he quickly raised his hands and elbows to block!
Bang!!!
A huge swing like a heavy hammer hit his right arm and elbow.
The powerful impact tore his sleeves to pieces and scattered them.
Mocha Molu lost his balance in an instant, and his body flew out to the left, hitting the wall of a residential house with a bang, causing the wall powder to fall and scatter.
He felt numbness in his arms and almost lost consciousness. The muscles and bones in half of his body ached, which was a symptom of overload.
He lowered his head suddenly.
puff!
A big hand rubbed his scalp hard and smashed through the wall behind him.
"Damn, a high-quality master!!!? Not an ordinary high-quality master!!"
At this moment, all he wanted to do was scold his mother. He had been working on intelligence for so long, but he didn't expect that something went wrong this time!
He ambushed others, but he was ambushed a second time by others!
If you can't block it even with all your strength, how can you fight?
If it was a sneak attack, there might still be a chance of victory.