The surroundings were pitch black, with only countless feathers falling to the ground and disappearing like raindrops.
The touch also disappears.
The figure raised its head, revealing a thin face wearing a silver mask.
call!
Suddenly woke up.
In the dense forest, on the branch of a big tree, a silver-faced man wearing black clothes and white hair shawl slowly opened his eyes.
He raised his head and glanced at the faint sunlight above his eyes.
"It's cold again."
Jumping down from the branch, the man patted the scraps of clothes on his body and carefully took off his mask.
Lower your head and use the water in the water bag last night to wet the cotton cloth and gently wipe your face.
He quickly put on the mask again and slowly moved forward in the previous direction.
He heard that Tan Yang had secret scrolls and scriptures, so he came too.
Sutras and silks have a special effect. It is said that it can prevent a person from betraying himself.
Never deceive yourself.
So he felt that it must be what he needed most.
So here he is.
Passing through a small forest, a temporary camp appeared in front of us.
When the three men and women dressed as escorts saw him, they greeted him warmly.
"Master Fan, why are you missing so early in the morning? Here is the broth we just made, with some of our own dry buns in it. Come and have a taste."
A pretty-looking female escort, with a touch of shyness in her eyes, came over with a bowl of food at the instigation of her companion.
Mr. Fan's appearance, even if only half of it is revealed, is still very good.
Everyone speculated that the other half of his face might have been injured in some way, so he deliberately covered it up.
But even so, Mr. Fan's temperament and cultivation alone made her feel like a deer.
Handsome, gentle, profound knowledge and experience revealed in his words, mysterious, and always a touch of confusion and sadness that a person reveals unintentionally.
All these made the female escort involuntarily want to get close to him, want to help him, and want to understand why he had such emotions in his heart.
"Thank you..." Mr. Fan thanked him and gently took the soup bowl.
He looked down at the slightly turbid soup in the bowl.
On the surface of the soup, there was a faint flash of white foam.
Fine, constantly exploding foam. Just like countless feathers falling and disappearing in a dream.
He could feel the kindness of the female escort towards him.
But...he didn't know the other person at all.
If you don’t even know the other person’s name, why are they so nice to you?
Mr. Fan raised his head and looked at the gentle smiling face of the female bodyguard, and at the two male bodyguards beside him, either smiling in the sunshine or approvingly.
"I know..." He suddenly came to his senses. "I know... you... you must be trying to lie to me!"
The female escort's expression suddenly froze and she became a little confused.
"Mr. Fan, what's wrong with you?"
"Lie me... This is how the world is. Mother is right... How can there be so much pure kindness in the world... Most of the kindness is lies! They are all deception!!"
His expression gradually became ferocious.
Bang!!!
In an instant, he struck out with a lightning-like palm, and the terrifying force landed on the female escort's forehead.
He hit her whole head back, causing her neck bones to snap and break completely.
"You!!?" The other two bodyguards stood up in shock and anger.
It's a pity that the strength gap between the two sides is too big.
A black shadow flashed.
The two of them held the handle of the knife in vain and flew out. They fell heavily in the forest.
A large amount of blood gushed out from their mouths and noses, and the two of them twitched a few times before losing their breath completely.
Mr. Fan slowly stood in front of the extinguished fire with trembling hands.
Looking at the three fallen people around him.
His body gradually calmed down.
"They were holding knives just now... That's right... They wanted to harm me, but I found out in advance. Sure enough... there is not so much pure kindness in this world... everyone...
.Everyone is trying to lie to me....
Don't be in a hurry...you can't be in a hurry...I will definitely...definitely find someone who is really good to me...I will definitely..."
Without looking at the body on the ground, he walked step by step deeper into the forest.
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Mirror Palace.
Zhang Rongfang and Xu were sitting opposite each other.
The two have just finished discussing their experiences and opinions on self-cultivation, and both parties have gained something.
At first, Xu Taoist thought that Zhang Rongfang was just a rising star, although he showed considerable talent in literary studies.
But after all, it is impossible to compare with my own years of hard training.
But during several exchanges, he discovered that Zhang Rongfang's various insights were far deeper and more comprehensive than he had imagined.
So he gradually corrected his attitude and communicated with him in an equal manner as a peer.
As a result, both of them benefited a lot.
Zhang Rong had just broken through the ninth level, the ninth limit, and the transformation of his body seemed to be longer and more lasting.
From yesterday to today, he could always feel that his body was constantly changing.
In addition, there are also limit-breaking techniques.
After all, Taoism is a big religion, and there are hundreds of Taoist temples in Guangdao Palace in the entire Great Ling.
Second only to Zhenyijiao.
In such a great teaching, the superior martial arts are naturally unique.
After cultivating the Hunyuan Talisman to break the limit, Zhang Rongfang's talisman level at this time has reached the fifth level.
There are only two levels left to reach the perfect seventh level.
Because of this, a new limit-breaking skill appeared in the insights he gained.
Gu Sui
"Speaking of which, I have recently been reading the Taoist Chronicles and I have a question. I wonder if Uncle Xu Yi can explain it?" Zhang Rongfang said.
"What doubts are there? Just ask yourself and I will answer as soon as I can."
Xu Yiqi calmed down and gently stroked his long beard. He was now quite satisfied with Zhang Ying, a junior who came to ask for advice on Guanxu Kung Fu.
"It has something to do with the current Great Spiritual Martial Arts." Zhang Rongfang said sternly, "I teach martial arts on the Great Dao, and the highest level is seven. It can do no harm to oneself, which can be said to be excellent. But these seven levels are a bit low after all, compared with other great levels.
Compared with pie, if we encounter trouble and dispute...how should we protect ourselves?"
Xu Taoist laughed.
"Don't you have a wish wheel?"
This sentence made Zhang Rongfang stunned.
He suddenly thought of the wishing wheel made of fine material. Yes, isn't the martial arts that comes with the wishing wheel also taught by Taoism?
"Could it be that...?"
"It's just as you think." Taoist Xu nodded, "In our Taoist religion, either there are no masters, or if we do, we will be the most powerful person in the combination of talisman and wish wheel. In this way, coupled with the cultivation of immortality, receiving spiritual knowledge,
The court attaches great importance to it. These two points are the foundation of establishing religion."
After saying that, he sighed slightly.
"It's a pity that there are not many people in the entire sect who can practice Wish Lung Gong combined with Talisman Techniques together."
"So that's it..." Zhang Rongfang nodded in understanding, "This junior still has a doubt. Recently, there have been several riots in Tanyang City, and it is said that red criminals have appeared. Is this Chi Bang Hei Bang different from the one we are familiar with?
What is the difference between nine-level masters? I wonder if Master Xuyi ever understands them?"
"The nine-rank system is a rule formulated by the Lingting to divide the world's warriors. But in fact, at the beginning of the Lingting, very long ago, there was no nine-rank division. At that time, there was only the black list and the red list."
Taoist Xu recalled slightly.
"Later, the Tantric Cult was in turmoil and the Ming Cult was divided. There were a large number of casualties during the disputes in various places. Many martial arts people thought that they had good family background and strength, so they went to strangle the Tantric Cult, and ended up dead."
"So in order to standardize the world, Lingting introduced the nine-grade system." Xu Yi is well-informed.
"In other words, the nine-level system is related to the esoteric religion?" Zhang Rongfang understood clearly.
"Yes. The Tantric Cult made a lot of noise back then..." Xu Yi shook his head, not wanting to mention this.
"As for the gap between the Black List, Chi List and the Ninth Grade you asked about. In fact, there are probably remnants of the Tantric Cult in the Black List today. Everyone on the two lists is a key wanted target of the imperial court today.
And the masters in the nine-level system are certainly not weak, and the top ones among them are no worse than the masters on the black list."
Xu Yi's tone was slightly vague.
But Zhang Rongfang has actually heard the meaning.
If you can't beat it, you can't beat it.
He didn't reveal it either. Now that he has entered the ninth rank, he is very curious about the other nine ranks and the two rankings that are rumored to be extremely dangerous.
But now the situation in Tanyang is in turmoil, the Snake King has arrived, and the masters of the Red List have appeared.
There was no need for him to wade into troubled waters.
I have special powers, and as long as I follow the steps, I will reach a height that no one else can reach sooner or later.
Especially now that I have found a way to break through the limits...
At the moment, he changed the topic and discussed with Xu Yi about the changes and patterns between Jindan Nascent Soul.
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late at night.
A hundred meters away from the Prison Department, in front of the courtyard where Zhang Rongfang lives.
A figure appeared silently on the side of the yard and outside the fence.
He held a flying claw in his hand and gently threw it upward. The claw head was hooked and he used the force to climb up a little bit.
After a while, he stood on the top of the wall and jumped down.
The figure fell to the ground in the courtyard.
After standing firm, he looked around and walked quickly towards the back room.
Standing in front of the house door, he took out a slender, hard iron needle in his hand, and used the iron needle to move the door latch away bit by bit.
After a little creaking sound.
The door opened.
The figure flashed into it.
The furnishings in the house are neat. Zhang Rongfang does not live here. He has temporarily moved to the Taoist Palace for the past two days.
The figure was rummaging around the house, and found a small locked box in a drawer at the door.
He gently took out the small box and placed it on the ground.
He took out something like an iron drill and was about to open the lock.
Suddenly, there was the sound of soft footsteps outside the door.
Accompanied by the sound of hiccups, the footsteps continued to move away.
The figure breathed a sigh of relief and continued to lower his head to unlock the door.
"Who!!?" Suddenly a female voice shouted.
The figure tightened up suddenly, took the small box with him, and rushed out of the house.
In the courtyard, someone had already opened the door and came in.
Amazingly Qingsu!
At a glance, she saw the small box in the figure's hand. She immediately glared angrily, pulled out the dagger from her waist, and stepped forward to attack.
With two swipes, the two of them attacked and dodged, and several moves passed in the blink of an eye.
Qingsu majored in Jin Peng Secret Records and was extremely fast.
The short sword in his hand uses high speed and is sharp and fierce.
But she was fast, and the figure was actually faster.
With just one hand, he can compete with Qing Su on a par.
After ten moves, Qing Su felt more and more familiar.
"What kind of martial arts did you use!? How..."
She shouted lowly and took a step back.
Unexpectedly, the figure didn't answer her at all. He turned around and swung out his flying claws. With a pull, he flew forward and stepped on the wall several times.
After crossing the wall, the figure was about to fall.
Suddenly I felt a strong wind coming from behind me.
In mid-air, he had no way to block it. As a last resort, he turned around and raised his hand.
when.
The arm and the flying knife suddenly collided.
The flying knife fell.
However, the figure's right arm in black clothing was also cut open, revealing the silver-black metal arm guard underneath.
"You!!?" Qing Su looked stunned. She immediately opened the door and rushed out, following closely behind the man in black, chasing after him all the way.