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Carefully take out a small piece of ointment and weigh it.

Zhang Rongfang sprinkled some sugar on the surface, adjusted the taste, and then prepared water.

Pick up the ointment and put it into your mouth.

The coolness and sweetness with a hint of pear aroma flow into the entire mouth.

After chewing it a few times, I swallowed it.

"Hmm...it seems to taste pretty good."

Zhang Rongfang tasted it and looked at Chen Han aside.

"Brother Chen, please help guard the door."

"Yes." Chen Han nodded, quickly walked outside the yard, closed the door, and guarded the surrounding area.

This is the Agarwood Temple.

The abandoned Taoist temple used to be rumored to be haunted, but no one came there on weekdays.

Even after the renovation, a few tourists occasionally come to watch the excitement and hang out.

But those people were just hanging around the temple in front and would not rush to the backyard without being rude.

Chen Han wasn't worried at all.

In the front yard, they also hired two ordinary Taoists who were responsible for entertaining pilgrims to help with trivial matters.

In the courtyard at this time.

Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes and felt the rapid effect of the plaster in his body. The strong medicinal smell seemed to turn into a ball of fire, quickly igniting his entire intestines and stomach.

It feels like the stomach and intestines are heating up, but there is no pain.

He waited for a short while before opening the properties bar.

'After taking the medicine, you should be able to start.'

At this time, in the attribute column, the plus sign behind the line belonging to the Golden Toad Skill flashed slightly for a few times, and then quickly returned to calm.

Zhang Rongfang concentrated and clicked on the plus sign three times in a row.

Swish swish swish.

With the plus sign clicking three times in a row.

Two points each time, a total of six attributes will disappear.

In an instant, the stomach and intestines were just boiling hot before, but after adding a little more, the boiling heat quickly heated up and turned into a stinging pain.

It's like drinking boiling water in one breath.

Zhang Rongfang's skin quickly turned red.

puff!

He couldn't help but a mouthful of blood welling up from his throat, and he vomited it directly.

Blood mixed with saliva fell to the ground, turning bright red.

Before the severe pain dissipated, a large number of memories of hard training flooded into his mind.

It was a year-long practice of taking medicine day and night.

They are all memories of practicing Golden Toad Gong without even sleeping and constantly taking medicine every once in a while.

Fortunately, Zhang Rongfang has long been accustomed to this kind of memory.

The severe pain lasted for more than ten minutes.

There was blood in Zhang Rongfang's mouth, and he kept vomiting it out as if he wanted no money.

The digestive system in his body is being torn apart, reassembled, and grown into another structure that is completely different from ordinary people as the attribute points accelerate.

Finally...more than ten minutes later.

The vomiting of blood stopped.

The severe pain also stopped.

In the attribute column, the Golden Toad Skill gradually became clearer.

The status in the brackets that follows has also changed from the second level of perfection in the hidden moon to the third level of perfection in the hidden moon.

But these are not what Zhang Rongfang cares about most.

What he cares about most is his life value.

‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 37-37.’

"...it's four o'clock again...this is killing me...!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed.

From 41, I dropped to 37. This is not the only change. What's more, there are special changes in my entire body.

"Heart... doesn't feel right..."

Zhang Rongfang looked solemn and felt his whole body carefully.

The continuous decline of his health value made him feel keenly that his heart began to feel like a big stone was pressing down on him, making him somewhat breathless.

This is a sign that the mind cannot support the physical exertion.

"It's troublesome... It seems that I need to replenish my health as soon as possible in the future."

He looked at the blood vomited on the ground in front of him and stood up slowly.

But as soon as I stood up straight, I felt a slight feeling of dizziness coming to my mind.

"I'm really weak now." Only then did Zhang Rong truly realize the trouble caused by not having enough life points.

After all, he is different from other martial arts practitioners.

Let’s not talk about the pile of superimposed martial arts. They all rely on life points to forcibly increase their talents to achieve this level.

Even if he reaches the ninth level and then goes up to the eleventh level, his workload is much greater than that of ordinary warriors.

After stabilizing his body, Zhang Rongfang smiled bitterly, knowing that he had to pause for a while and wait for his health to be replenished before he could continue to improve the Golden Toad Skill.

otherwise....

"Daozi, what are you!!?" Chen Han smelled the blood and rushed through the door. When he saw the blood on the ground, he was shocked and rushed over.

"It's okay, I just lost my breath while practicing... Some congestion in my internal organs was discharged, and I'm much better now." Zhang Rongfang smiled, "It looks scary, but actually it will be fine as long as I rest for a few days."

Chen Han looked at the blood on the ground that was close to the size of a washbasin. Such a large amount...it was bruised...it didn't look like congestion at all.

But he took a closer look at Zhang Rongfang's face.

I was surprised to find that Daozi's face was rosy and there was no sign of any loss of vitality.

"Daozi, can I please take your pulse?"

"Why not?"

Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand to check his pulse.

Chen Han carefully closed his eyes and felt.

"The heart pulse is a little weak, but there is no problem with the blood energy. I really need to take a good rest."

After confirming the symptoms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Zhang Rongfang's posture is a bit too scary.

"I just said it's okay?" Zhang Rongfang smiled.

"Master Dao, please rest peacefully in the temple. If you want to eat anything, just ask and my subordinates will arrange for someone to buy it." Chen Han said in a deep voice.

"I know, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly, this Chen Han looked more and more like an old woman.

After confirming that there was really no problem, Chen Han left with peace of mind and went to arrange some heart-tonifying and health-preserving porridge.

Zhang Rongfang didn't try to be brave, he was actually in Chenxiang Temple, taking a good rest.

This time, because the load on his heart was too heavy, he didn't dare to move a step, for fear that his heart would burst and die like Han Shisan did back then.

In the blink of an eye, time flies.

Zhang Rongfang stayed in the temple for another full month.

7 points of attributes are added, all of which are directly added to the health value.

He restored his health from 37 to 44 in one fell swoop.

In this way, he felt that his heart felt much better.

But this encounter made him deeply understand that life may seem inconspicuous, but it is the core and engine of all his martial arts.

Once the life is insufficient, the martial arts of the whole body will become a heavy load, and if you are not careful, your heart will rupture.

In fact, there is still a choice to improve your life.

That is to directly improve your literary skills, Taishang Mingxu Gong.

But judging from the message from Tiannu, Zhang Rongfang still did not choose to improve his literary skills.

It seems that the Taoist Token has the function of monitoring the major exercises.

He also thought about studying another literary skill.

But literary skills and martial arts are different.

This water grinding kung fu that condenses the essence, energy and spirit of the whole body. When it comes to Jindan Yuanying, it is something in which the essence, energy and spirit of the whole body are condensed into one point and used as the core to form an overall network.

He has gathered the Nascent Soul of Taoist Taoist Wen Gong. If he wants to change his Wen Gong, he can only disperse the Kung Fu and rebuild. Build a new Nascent Soul network.

This is simply not worth the gain. It’s too much of a waste.

So it is better to add life directly. This is safer.

Although it wastes some attributes, it is absolutely safe.

After all, even other literary talents may be monitored.

But the innate life attributes are different.

At this time, the third level of the Golden Toad Gong Hidden Moon is complete. It has reached the speed of one attribute in four days.

This made Zhang Rongfang feel even more happy.

In this way, as long as he works in Citon for a month, he will have seven attributes.

Forty-two points can be reached in half a year.

By then, what martial arts skills can’t be used?

Thinking about it this way, the severe pain and vomited blood he suffered before became irrelevant.

It's a pity that after the completion of the Hidden Moon, the main medicine needed for the second stage of the Golden Toad Skill - Zhuri is really hard to find this time.

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Late March.

The New Year has just passed, and the inner ring of Erythrina is full of firecracker shells scattered after the festival.

Children with different colors of eyes and hair chased each other with bamboo poles, imitating military battles.

The girls put on beautiful, thin short skirts and short sleeves in advance, and some of the open ones even wore only tube tops and shorts, wandering around in the street.

Many sailors and boatmen also began to open their shirts, revealing the scimitars and money bags at their waists, and frequently entered and exited taverns, teahouses, music houses and brothels.

At this time in Erythrina Bay.

At the port, large ships were parked close to the pier, waiting for the coolies to transport goods onto the ship.

More than a dozen coolies were shirtless, using thick hemp ropes as sweat towels, dragging spacious carts to pull cartloads of wooden boxes to the loading point.

There are all kinds of goods on the cart, including a huge blue and white porcelain vase more than three meters high.

There are detailed gold-plated statues of elephant-sized gods, gold and silverware the size of washbasins, and carts of neatly arranged colorful brocades.

At this time, the port is not far away, on a coast that is not suitable for unloading and loading.

Zhang Rongfang is wearing a plain black and white Taoist robe with black and white Tai Chi patterns tattooed on the cuffs and edges of the robe.

Wearing a horizontal hairpin with silver threads and jade branches on her head, she tied her long black hair into a bun.

In this outfit, although he is tall and muscular, with a little beard, he still has the aura of a Taoist practitioner.

Chen Han was right behind him. In addition, he was also followed by four Daling officers and soldiers guarding the Yamen.

After all, he was also a third-grade official.

In the entire Ci Tong, except for the governor and governor who were on the same level as him, all other officials were required to bow down when meeting him.

Therefore, Zhang Rongfang not only had an official escort, but also an official residence and yamen.

It's just because now the Bai Shi Sect is on its own terms, and those who rebel against the sect are all his own.

The situation in Erythrina was calm, and his job of keeping the religion became a leisurely occupation.

Not long ago, Ci Tong also came to Xuehong Pavilion's investigation team.

But this so-called investigation team just made a hasty appearance, arrested a group of death row prisoners, beheaded them, and then left quietly as they accepted the charges.

There is no accountability for Zhang Rongfang, the deputy, and no specific investigation into how the princess disappeared.

Even the wanted list for the murderer Tai Zhi was just a show, with a few notices and then it was gone...

This made Zhang Rongfang feel relieved. At the same time, he also vaguely guessed that it was too semen, and I'm afraid it was... not simple...

However, since all these things are gone for him, he can continue to recuperate and accumulate strength.

Standing on the coast at this time, Zhang Rongfang looked at the busy scene on the pier from a distance.

Sigh softly.

"Living Xuanyang meat mushroom... There may have been many of these things a hundred years ago, but now, no one has even heard of them..."


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