After many days, he walked into this golden Taoist palace again, and the emotions in his heart were completely different.
The deputy palace lord *** who is responsible for personnel arrangements and the deputy seal of the official position is responsible for handling miscellaneous affairs for the palace lord.
For the sake of the Li family and his position in the Prison Department, he was given a job-free position.
The job-seeking individual means that the rank is still there, but the position cannot be moved for the time being. When there is time, they will be selected from the individual and promoted.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care either.
He now made up his mind to hide his strength and bide his time.
The Snake King of the Black Ten Sect has arrived, and now there is another Silver-faced Cicada Red List master.
The situation in Tan Yang is becoming increasingly chaotic and dangerous.
The mysterious statue, the people from the Supervision Department, the mysterious scriptures, these things are not something he can decide.
After the double blow from the idol and Li Ran, he had already woken up.
I am not strong enough yet, so I must hide my savings and wait for the opportunity.
Therefore, he studied Guanxu Kung Fu with Xu Taoist disciples every day.
Participate in a health seminar organized by a group of Qian Dao and Kun Taoists in the Taoist Palace to exchange tips and experiences on cultural cultivation and health.
With the relationship with the Xu family, the background of the Li family, the influence of the Wanyan family, and Zhang Rongfang secretly stuffed some money.
Soon, the new position came.
Only three days.
He was appointed as the master of the supervision room of Mingjing Palace.
As for the previous landlord, due to sudden corruption and bribery, something happened at home and he had to retire quietly.
There were originally two competitors. After one of them was seriously injured for no apparent reason, the other could only retreat silently and said no more.
The responsibility of the supervising homeowner is to manage and maintain all buildings in the entire Taoist palace.
This management also includes many farmhands and workers under his command outside the Taoist Palace.
Whenever repairs are needed, a Taoist will send a letter to the supervision room, and the supervisor will go to verify and determine the scope of repairs.
Then the supervising deacon went to measure the structural drawings and determine the required materials. The final plan was sent to the homeowner, who decided whether to start the repairs like this.
To put it bluntly, he is in charge of a building maintenance engineering team and is responsible for repairing houses.
There are not many buildings in the Palace of Mirrors, and they are all minor problems and troubles.
Zhang Rongfang didn't even need to pay attention to it. He could easily solve it by just using a dozen of his Taoist priests and dispatching farmers and workers.
He simply put all his energy into cultivation.
A few days after taking office.
Finally, I accumulated attribute points and made new money.
The promotion he had been waiting for for so long was here.
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Bigfoot Chicken Neck Grove.
The edge of the large tomb pit that has been deserted for a long time.
A figure in gray robe walked briskly along the way.
When passing the corpses of two tomb robbers, he paused slightly and lowered his head as if to observe the cause of death of the corpses.
As time went by, it rained sporadically these days.
The body had been torn apart by some animals and had been chewed up until only the remains of clothing remained.
The wreckage was even rotting and smelly, attracting many mosquitoes and flies.
The man in gray robe walked to the deepest tomb pit and walked down from an entrance.
Soon, he saw the stone wall with broken writing in the main hall.
The man in gray robe stiffened and suddenly approached quickly, reaching out and touching the stone wall.
He pulled open a few remaining stone surfaces and looked at the hidden mezzanines inside.
But unfortunately, the things originally stored inside have long since disappeared.
"What's going on?" Another person asked from behind. The voice was a bit weird, low and seemed to be covered with a skin drum, and the timbre could not be heard.
"It's gone! The secret scroll is gone!" The man in gray robe answered loudly in the same strange voice.
"Logically, Lingting shouldn't be able to discover what's hidden here! They only believe in the moonstone in their hands! How could it be possible!?"
"There are always accidents in everything. We have suffered enough losses. In fact, we don't have to worry about it." Another person said solemnly.
"How can you not care! A piece of sutra can create a Lingluo! If we can have one more Lingluo...!!" The man in gray robe was a little excited.
"How much more Ling Luo does Ling Ting have than us? Are there still fewer Ling Luo who died in Ling Ting's hands now? Don't be naive!" Another person said coldly.
"Since it is lost, for now, I will look for the original text of the scriptures. If I can find them, I can try it once with the help of the statue.
In addition, there are blacklist masters coming to Tan Yang. We may be able to..."
"The monster in Lingting, the madman in the black list, do you think it is possible to cooperate with the madman?" Gray-robed man Huo Daodao.
"Why not? We are all human beings. We all want the same thing! As long as the purpose is the same, why can't we cooperate?"
The two were silent for a while.
After a long time... the gray-robed man slowly spoke.
"Have you made an appointment in advance?"
"Yes. We made an appointment very early, before you came." Another person answered.
"who is it?"
"Tiannu Tongzhang."
"It's actually her!? Are you... not afraid of death?" The man in gray robe was shocked.
"Fortunately, as long as we contact her when she is awake and time it, it will be fine. Then let me check who took the tape.
There happen to be a few secrets here that I buried before."
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Inside Tanyang City.
Zhao Tianming frowned and looked at the secret message he received in his hand.
'Secret scroll of scriptures and silk...' He couldn't help but recall the scroll of scriptures and silk that Bai Ying gave to the Red Spirit Messenger a few days ago.
If that's what the sect needs, it's already too late.
I'm afraid the things have been handed over to other cities.
"What's the matter? Husband?" his wife Zhao asked softly.
Place the added rice on the table in front of him.
"But what's the trouble in the academy?" Ms. Zhao had rarely seen her husband as serious as he was now.
"It's okay, it's just a little problem. I can't find an ancient book." Zhao Tianming smiled and answered.
He didn't want to bring the rest to his home.
"Ancient books? Do they have hand-printed rubbings? In fact, many ancient books are only of high collection value. As long as the contents are copied down, won't they look the same?" Zhao said softly.
"Handwritten..." Zhao Tianming suddenly paused.
Gu Chui
yes!?
He recalled Bai Ying's previous action of handing over the silk without hesitation.
That kind of move seems to have been considered for a long time.
Obviously, Bai Ying probably knew that the scriptures were very important, so he always carried them with him.
And he must have thought about how to deal with it.
As soon as the scriptures were mentioned in Xisuo, he took the initiative to hand them over, which showed that he did not care about the scriptures themselves.
How could anyone not care about such a priceless treasure?
If you don't care, why do you carry it with you?
Normal people’s thoughts, even if they are just curious, would probably leave some content privately, right?
Thinking from Zhao Tianming's perspective, if he were Bai Ying and would hand over the things so decisively, he would probably have the rubbings in private.
'Perhaps...I can look up White Eagle...'
Although all of his men are now directly taken over by Bai Ying, he still has the connections from before, but he has to be careful.
Moreover, he would never forget the humiliation of that night when Bai Ying hurt him and robbed his men of power.
'Perhaps... let the masters from the secret sect deal with Bai Ying...'
As an esoteric sect member, he also has a good understanding of the mysterious members of the esoteric sect.
Esoteric Buddhism may seem mysterious, but none of it violates the laws of nature.
They have to practice martial arts diligently and practice hard year after year.
Ninety-nine percent of them are no different from ordinary martial arts sects.
Only Lingluo Divine Servant...
Within the esoteric sect, there are occasionally spiritual connections that can pass the test of gods and Buddhas.
Every spiritual connection has extremely terrifying skills.
After accepting the divine seed, they will become invulnerable, infinitely powerful, and huge in size. Even if they are injured, they can recover quickly.
Such masters are far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
That is simply another kind of existence, completely separated from the human body.
Only Lingluo can fight against Lingluo, this is a saying spread by the esoteric sect.
It was also because of the defeat in the Battle of Lingluo that the Esoteric Cult became a Secret Cult.
'No matter what, as long as he is suspected and investigated by the sect, Bai Ying will be seriously injured even if he does not die!'
Zhao Tianming's eyes flashed with a ruthless look.
'But if he wants to convince the superiors of the esoteric sect, he has to search for some evidence. He just talks in vain and wants to drive the masters of the sect to kill people. Others are not so stupid.'
We must first find out Bai Ying's true address and identity.
This is easy to check.
There aren't many people with Bai Ying's size in Tan Yang.
In addition, Qing Su and this person have always been close...
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"Madam, your mind likes to be pure, but your heart is disturbed. Your heart likes to be calm, but you want to be held captive."
Inside the Palace of Mirrors.
Zhang Rongfang held the scripture in his hand and quietly recited it from memory.
There are many truths emphasized in this scripture, and even he, a young man with a high standard who has accepted modern culture in his previous life, still feels that they contain truth.
It can be seen that some principles are consistent no matter where they are.
He is in a good mood, and now he has mastered the method to break through the innate limits. In the future, he can continue to accumulate martial arts, use attribute points to increase his level crazily, and break through the limits.
Until then....
How powerful will he be?
Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.
At this time, he was transferred to the Palace of Mirrors. As the owner of the project, he had an engineering team under his command to attack wherever he directed.
Every day is pure and leisurely, with plenty of time, and I can still read Taoist scriptures.
He looked up at the sky.
The bright blue sky is as pure and uniform as blue and white porcelain.
In the distant sky, a golden light slowly rose.
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes, and the attribute bar automatically appeared.
New attribute points have emerged again. The original one attribute has become two points.
He was currently in the small courtyard of the supervisor assigned to him by the Palace of Mirrors.
There is no need to patrol every day, and there is naturally less concern in my heart.
There is no need to worry about safety at this time, as the faint sound of chanting comes from the distance.
Zhang Rongfang gathered his energy and added all attribute points to the Hunyuan Talisman.
Under the morning sun, his burly body began to slowly and unconsciously squirm.
All muscles and skin are moving in extremely subtle ways. Old muscles are constantly torn, healed, and strengthened.
New muscles continue to grow, become thicker, and become denser.
From the eighth grade to the ninth grade, this seems to be an inexplicable qualitative change.
Zhang Rongfang could feel that the internal organs in his body were making subtle adjustments to reach the optimal state they could achieve now.
His body became stronger, and a massive amount of memories of practicing the Hunyuan Talisman flooded into his mind.
‘Break the limits, break the limits. The ninth grade sounds mysterious.
But to describe it in my previous life, it would be to break the limit nine times in sports.’
Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but think while feeling the changes in his body.
‘Top athletes may continue to break through their own limits in extreme sports.
With the best logistical and nutritional guarantee, and without the need for hidden injuries from fighting with others, the effects that top athletes can achieve are naturally extremely powerful.
But in this era... Breaking the limit again and again will result in damage to one's own body and shorten one's life span.
That is to say, my Hunyuan Talisman also belongs to the superior martial arts, otherwise...'
Zhang Rongfang looked at his life attributes that had not changed and sighed in his heart.
At this time, his attribute column has undergone new changes.
‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 30-30.
Martial Arts:
The Talisman of Rejuvenation and Purity - Level 5.
Kick technique-third level.
Fist Palm Claw: First Grade.
Limit-breaking technique: step back and climb the mountain.
Literary Skills: Guanxu Gong (Fourth Level - Pill Formation)
Available attributes: 0.’
Finally, at this time, he finally reached the pinnacle of the nine-level system announced by Lingting.
Although it is a mixed ninth grade, it is still a ninth grade!