20 (Thanks to my brother for calling the Tri-fold Alliance Leader)
Seeing that it was Zhang Rongfang, Li Fuhua whispered back: "The man's name is Yan Kun. He is an old friend of Senior Sister Zhao. This time he came from another Taoist palace for exchange and temporary stay. Somehow, the two started to discuss things."
"Is that person also a second-grade person?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"It's third grade, but Senior Sister Zhao is naturally very strong, so she doesn't seem to have suffered any loss." Li Fuhua replied.
Zhang Rongfang nodded, he also saw it.
Zhao Dacong is worthy of being a second-level player, with speed, strength, and all-round abilities far surpassing his.
If he really wanted to fight him, he might not be able to withstand a few moves before his defensive posture would break and he would be seriously injured.
But this is also the result of more than ten years of hard training. How long has he been practicing?
It's just that Zhao Dacong is stronger, but Taoist Huangmao is even stronger.
Zhang Rongfang glanced at the people watching around him. Most of them were entry-level martial arts cultivators, and they were all at higher levels of blood nourishment.
The entry is a no.
After all, after entering the rank, you can go to Lingguan Hall to take the assessment and take up a temporary position, and receive more monthly money.
Many masters who have become a master will go to Huaxin County to buy a house and live there when they have money. Generally, they will not come to the martial arts dojo again.
After all, there are only a few like Zhao Dancong.
Not long after, the two people in the field suddenly collided with their fists, then stepped back and clasped their fists.
"Accept." Yan Kun indifferently handed over his hands and turned to leave.
Zhao Dacong stood there, his face slightly red, which was a sign of rapid surging energy and blood throughout his body.
"Senior sister! Are you okay!?"
Zhang Rongfang and others quickly came forward to ask.
"It's okay, I still lost..." Zhao Dancong sighed. "I didn't expect that he has now broken through the third limit and entered the third level..."
Several people helped her to the side, and someone brought her a wooden stool for her to sit on.
"Will breaking the limit once more have such a big impact on my strength?" A young Taoist couldn't help but ask.
"Although the ninth grade is assessed by the imperial court, it is roughly divided and is also known as the nine limits.
Among them, the first limit-breaking is the most enhanced, and each subsequent one is weaker than the last.
Yan Kun broke the limit three times. Seriously speaking, he is not much better than me. He is just a little stronger than me. I lost because of my lack of actual combat experience."
Zhao Dancong sighed.
"Before, I was naturally stronger than him, so when we were at the same level, he couldn't beat me. Now it's better, this guy is back to take revenge."
Zhang Rongfang listened thoughtfully.
After resting for a while and seeing that Zhao Dacong was fine, everyone found a place to practice sparring.
Li Fuhua simply approached Zhang Rongfang. After all, on the surface, Zhang Rongfang was just an entry-level employee.
The two stood facing each other, with Li Fuhua making the first move.
She took a lunge and punched her chest straight forward.
This move is called Dang Men Feng. It is also included in the Thirty-two Moves Yue Type Talisman.
Li Fuhua's power movements and coordination of moves and steps were all good. After the move was made, people around him couldn't help but cheer.
But in Zhang Rongfang's eyes, her movements were clumsy and rough, and her moves were weak and indecisive.
With one move, he easily deflected Li Fuhua to the right, almost falling down.
"Come again!" Li Fuhua refused to accept it, stood up again, and quickly rushed down towards the sun peak again, hitting the joint of Zhang Rongfang's right arm.
Bang.
Unfortunately, she swung her arm halfway and was accurately intercepted by Zhang Rongfang. She could no longer use her back force and had to change her moves.
However, after more than ten consecutive moves, no matter how she changed, Zhang Rongfang accurately deflected or blocked them.
Obviously Zhang Rongfang's effort was not as strong as hers, but the result was much easier than hers.
"Huh?" Zhao Dacong on the side looked surprised when he saw this.
"This is a move that has been practiced to a perfect and transparent level." She stood up from the wooden bench where she was resting and observed Zhang Rongfang carefully.
As they fought in the field, the more she looked, the more certain she became. It was indeed the perfect and transparent Yue-shaped talisman.
"Sister, if you have perfected your moves, are you so powerful?" Li Fuhua was easily repelled again. When she heard the words, she asked breathlessly and unconvinced.
"Well, in the competition between fellow disciples, if you have perfected your moves, you will be very restrained by your fellow disciples. You can't beat him now." Zhao Dancong nodded.
"Being able to practice the Yue Xing Talisman to this point requires a good understanding. The next stage is to wait for time to accumulate and pass through the physical transformation stage of nourishing blood and strengthening muscles, and then you can try to break the limit and enter the level."
She sighed and said: "In fact, what we martial practitioners need most is understanding and innate physique.
Comprehension can make people understand and learn martial arts faster. And innate physique can make our body better strengthened by martial arts."
"It seems that my understanding is not bad?" Zhang Rongfang saw that Li Fuhua stopped fighting, so he stopped and said with a smile.
"That's not bad." Zhao Dacong nodded, "If your physique can keep up, you will probably be able to break the limit in four to five years."
"Senior sister, what will happen after breaking through the limit? Can you tell me?"
Zhang Rongfang followed the plan and showed some of his potential, and then he also started asking about new things.
"After breaking the limit, depending on the focus of martial arts training, the body will be strengthened to varying degrees. Strength will increase, and the skin will become thicker. Everything else will disappear..." Zhao Dacong shook his head.
She looked at Zhang Rongfang, and from the previous sparring, she could vaguely see that Zhang Rongfang seemed to be hiding some strength. This boy seemed not as simple as he looked.
"You still want to go in the future..."
"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Zhang, the master is asking you to come over quickly!"
Suddenly, her words were interrupted, and Sun Yuanfeng hurried over from a distance, looking a little strange.
"What's going on?" Zhao Dancong frowned.
"It's Senior Sister Xiao Qingying. The handyman disciple who was with her...is missing." Sun Yuanfeng said quickly.
"Missing?" Zhang Rongfang was shocked, and the first thing he thought of was Chen Wuyou.
For such a long time, because Xiao Rong was suspicious of him, Xiao Qingying spent most of the time working with another female handyman disciple.
but now....
Zhang Rongfang knew that the situation had changed. If Chen Wuyou was still responsible this time, then...
The three of them left the martial arts field without any delay and rushed to the attic where Xiao Rong lived.
On the first floor of the attic, in the hall.
Xiao Rong looked stern, while Xiao Qingying looked pale beside her.
The other disciples, Jiao Teng as the senior brother, have also arrived and are standing aside with ugly expressions.
Seeing Zhao Dacong and Zhang Rongfang arriving, Jiao Teng looked at Xiao Rong.
"Master, according to what Junior Sister Xiaoying said, I'm afraid that the person is now... The top priority is not to find out who did it, but to ensure the safety of Junior Sister Xiaoying."
Xiao Rong remained silent and sat on the Grand Master's chair, motionless.
No one knows what he is thinking.
After Zhang Rongfang and Zhao Dacong came in, they bowed and then stood aside.
"From today on, Rong Fang, you must follow Xiaoying anytime and anywhere, and you are not allowed to leave. If anything happens to her, even if you die, you will save her life for me! Do you understand?"
Zhang Rongfang felt a chill in his heart and walked out quickly, bowing with his hands in hand.
"Disciple understands!"
He was promoted to a cultivation disciple in order to protect and remind Xiao Qingying. Now that the other one who was a servant and a follower was missing, naturally he could only take up the place.
In this world, as long as there is a reason, the master has the right to deal with his disciples at will. Even if it means execution, no one can say anything.
"Jiao Teng." Xiao Rong said again.
"The disciple is here!" Jiao Teng walked out quickly.
"I'll leave the investigation to you. Be sure to give me an answer!" Xiao Rong said solemnly.
"Yes!" Jiao Teng clasped his fists.
Next, Xiao Rong ordered Zhao Dacong to cooperate in protecting Xiao Qingying, but he didn't even mention it to his second senior brother Chen Wuyou.
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Outside Huaxin County, in the mountains and forests.
In the dry and yellow grassland, a figure quickly passed through the shrubs and grass, came to a big tree with a white triangle carved on it, and waited quietly.
In the evening, the night is getting darker.
Not long after, two strong men wearing old single clothes, carrying long-handled machetes, walked quickly a few meters in front of the figure and stopped.
"Brother, we have finished the work. Is it time to pay off the money?" The strong man with the scar on his chin said coldly.
"I asked you to kidnap people, not kill people! Now you have the nerve to ask me for money??" the figure said with emotion in his voice.
"Hey, that bitch was caught and wanted to scream. We couldn't hold it back, so we just cut her neck. Anyway, we did the job. If you don't pay me, you have to think clearly about the consequences." The strong man with the scar sneered.
The figure paused, then raised his hand and threw something over.
It's a gray cloth purse.
The strong man caught it, opened it, looked at it, and smiled immediately.
"I still need you to do something." The figure said again. "After the task is completed, I will pay double the price!"
"It's easy to talk. If you have anything to say, you can tell me!" The scarred man's tone suddenly changed, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Since we have already taken action, let's just kill a few people!" At this time, a ray of sunset light shone on the figure's face, illuminating his entire face.
Astonishingly, it was Chen Wuyou from Qinghe Palace.
"As long as you support my father to take a further step and secure his position, then the Qinghe Palace will join forces with you, whether it is transactions or money and food, it will not be a problem."
"What do you mean...?" The strong man with the scar was moved.
"I want you to send someone out to arrest Xiao Qingying, lure Xiao Rong out, and completely destroy him!" Chen Wuyou said fiercely.
He almost succeeded last time, but Xiao Qingying ran away. Later he wanted to contact her, but was stopped by Xiao Rong.
Obviously, Xiao Rong not only suspected the boy named Zhang Rongfang, but also suspected that he was in love with him.
Later, at a meeting in the Taoist palace, Xiao Rong had a vague intention of leaning towards the prison, which made Chen Wuyou angry.
His father, who patrolled Chen Zhihan, was also very dissatisfied with him.
Since they couldn't pull him back alive, they simply killed the old guy. Now that the bandit army has joined forces, if they weren't worried about being exposed and causing the Lingting to seize control, they could just grab the position directly.
Anyway, the old Immortal Master of Qinghe Palace doesn’t have much strength left.
How can a sixth-grade man who is too old to move be able to make troubles?
"Okay. But according to your information, the old guy still has a quarrel with his disciples. There are two second-grade apprentices. You have to calculate the money separately. And you have to help us buy food afterwards!" The scarred man thought for a while and replied.
road.
"Boss Huang was a fourth-grade expert in the court before, so why are you afraid of two second-grade experts?" Chen Wuyou frowned.
"Hey, okay, as long as the money is in place, it's easy." The scarred man smiled.
His Iron Tiger Kung Fu has reached the limit of the technique. Qi and blood are flowing all over his body, and he is in the prime of life. Before the uprising, he was just rated as a fourth grade in the Lingting Palace.
To deal with a third-rate sect expert like Qinghe Palace, it's really not a big problem to single out one or two.
Not to mention that he never goes alone, and he has hundreds of brothers who are not vegetarians.
"In addition, the old man's eldest disciple, Jiao Teng, has been persuaded by us and will secretly cooperate when the time comes. I will create an opportunity to go out in a few days, and I should be able to catch him this time." Chen Wuyou said.
"It's quite gloomy, but I like it! Hahahaha!" The scarred man laughed heartily.
"By the way, two of my brothers were killed by Xiao Qingying's Taoist priest last time. We must lure him out this time. I will kill him with my own hands!" He said fiercely.
"It's just a small path with no grade, whatever you want." Chen Wuyou nodded, his eyes cold.