Zhang Rongfang casually threw away the crazy monk Qingyu who had been sucked dry.
Looking at the attribute column, it has climbed again, reaching the flesh and blood complement value of 56.
His brows stretched.
The injuries on my body also feel much better.
The three extreme states are superimposed on ten times the mountain, plus the use of the limit-breaking technique of stepping back.
Finally, there was a collision with the full force of the Grandmaster of Naxi Sect.
It caused him serious internal injuries.
"As expected of the Western Sect's God-worshiping Grandmaster...so powerful...so powerful!"
The god-worshiping grandmaster and the ordinary grandmaster are no longer on the same level.
In addition, Xizong itself has stronger martial arts than other forces.
Only then did he realize that Zuo Han had been tolerating him, accommodating him and fighting with him.
"I heard that the Grandmaster has his own unique final move. It seems that he is really strong..."
Without the final move, it was enough to hurt him. If the final move was used...
This is also the key reason why Zhang Rongfang ran away in the first place.
"Prince."
Zuo Han's figure appeared from the forest on one side.
His face was slightly pale, and his energy seemed a little exhausted.
"Uncle Zuo, are you injured!?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.
"Well, I suffered a minor injury and have almost recovered." Zuo Han nodded.
Similarly, his eyes fell on Zhang Rongfang's arm and he frowned.
"My lord, are you injured too!?"
"Well, I met a Xizong grandmaster and made a surprise attack." Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.
"Grandmaster! How's the injury?" Zuo Han's expression changed and he asked worriedly. "Do you want me to help heal the injury?"
"It's a bit troublesome..." Zhang Rongfang shook his head, "I haven't suffered such a serious injury in many years..."
He sighed.
"It probably won't be ready until tomorrow."
"..." Zuo Han's expression changed, and he held back what he almost blurted out.
He took a deep breath.
"Since the plan failed, I should wait for the time being and wait for the next opportunity, right?"
"That's fine." Zhang Rongfang nodded. He realized how powerful the God Worshiping Grandmaster was. The next step was to plan carefully how to achieve his goal.
The two of them didn't waste any time. They briefly discussed their next steps and then returned.
Zhang Rongfang returned to Chenxiang Palace, while Zuo Han returned to the hidden stronghold of Qianshimen.
Before leaving, Zhang Rongfang passed by the side and stood up slowly.
With a flick of his hand, a mountain three times as heavy as lightning fell on Kong Yu's head.
Bang!
This originally arrogant and lustful crazy monk just raised his hand and instinctively wanted to resist, but it was already too late.
In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.
What was left was empty and began to dry up quickly, turning into a black and gray corpse.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning.
Zhang Rongfang went straight to the Tao Palace personal martial arts dojo.
In order to hide his privacy, he now has a separate martial arts field for himself.
The purpose is to test the constantly improving physical fitness.
After absorbing the slack, he felt that his physical fitness began to improve again.
This feeling of constant progress is undoubtedly fascinating.
Standing in the center of the martial arts field.
Zhang Rongfang glanced at the pale sky just now, and picked up the heavy iron lock he had prepared with one hand.
Weighed it gently.
'A little lighter again...'
He was silent for a moment.
"Come here, bring me the two thousand kilograms of iron locks that I prepared earlier."
Outside the martial arts field, a Taoist shouted yes.
Soon.
The door opened, and a dark oval iron lock was quickly carried in by the combined efforts of three people.
Bang.
The density of iron is very high. Two thousand kilograms is actually only one ton, which is not that big.
Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and held the handle with one hand.
Lift it hard.
A heavy feeling pressed on one arm.
"good..."
He took a deep breath and threw it upwards with all his strength.
call.
The iron lock rolled over, flew more than one meter into the air, and then slowly fell back down.
With a pop, Zhang Rongfang caught it with both hands.
His heartbeat was still only slightly accelerated. Other than that, there were no other changes.
Putting down the iron lock, he waved his hands to the Taoists who were already stunned.
"Go down."
"yes!"
Several people quickly went down with reverence on their faces.
Needless to say, soon rumors of the palace owner's natural supernatural power and ferociousness will spread in the palace again.
But Zhang Rongfang didn't care.
There is no way to avoid and hide the physical fitness that is rapidly improved and surpasses that of ordinary people.
Instead of hiding it, it's better to just let it go and show it to some extent. This can also provide a good cover for the increasingly exaggerated power increase in the future.
'It's just that the current strength is still a little bit lower than that of the god-worshipping master I fought against before.'
Zhang Rongfang knew very well that even after taking advantage of the Crazy Monk to make up for it, he would still be at most half as powerful as the God-worshipping Grandmaster of the Western Sect.
But the problem is that in addition to physical fitness and martial arts skills, the opponent also has a final style that is unique to the master.
This is troublesome.
'If it is as Uncle Zuo said, the master is unwilling to decline and grow old. I am afraid that most people will choose to worship gods in the end to restore their strength.'
'In this way, the longer the god-worshipping power accumulates, the stronger its strength will be. This is true for Xizong, and it is probably even more true for Lingting!'
When he thought of this, he felt cold in his heart.
After so many years of accumulation, these god-worshiping forces have accumulated countless god-worshiping warriors.
This huge force...
"That's not right!" Suddenly a thought came into Zhang Rongfang's mind.
‘According to the principle of conservation of energy, there cannot be ever-increasing energy in the world. If there were more and more of these god-worshiping warriors, it would be impossible for them to remain famous until now.
It is impossible for only high-level high-level warriors to know about the increasing number of people. This is unreasonable!’
Thoughts flashed in his mind.
Standing in the martial arts field, thinking, and starting to practice martial arts.
Demonstrate and maintain all the learned martial arts in a set.
'There must be some kind of restriction in this, so that these god-worshipping warriors accumulated by these big forces cannot go out and wander around casually.'
He thought again of the statue of the Blood God he had obtained.
'It seems that after this incident is dealt with, we will have to study the secret of the blood god statue.'
The last dream, as well as the intuitive warning in the attribute column, made him vaguely understand that those so-called gods and Buddhas were probably manipulating and interfering with the human body's subconscious mind.
This level is beyond the scope of understanding for him now.
It is impossible to gain much by just relying on your own research.
'If you want to obtain more information, it seems that you can only start from the Lingting Palace and religious sects.'
Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang calmed down.
The thoughts return to the present moment.
He needs to find more materials to supplement his second talent.
Otherwise, we will not be able to cope with the next troubles and dangers of Xizong.
Xizong has been devoured until only two masters are left, so where else can we provide him with more materials?
Names of powerful forces flashed through Zhang Rongfang's mind.
Suddenly, a name that had impressed him before jumped into his sight.
'Thousands of Religious Alliance...'
'It's a pity that the Thousand Religion Alliance solved it too early. It's better to have enough materials now.'
His heart moved slightly.
Kong Ding cannot move, but aren't there many masters coming to Wanghai Temple?
The range to choose from is huge.
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Wanghai Temple.
"No, I have to leave this ghost place right away!" Jin Yuan walked back and forth in the temple hall, looking anxious.
Beside him, Kong Ding sat cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression, but his slightly furrowed brows showed that he was also in a bad mood at this time.
Looking at Jin Yuan walking back and forth, he sighed softly.
"Senior Brother... It's okay to leave, but have you ever thought about it, if you are intercepted and killed on the way out, who can save you then?... You must know that leaving alone is also a situation of being alone...
..”
These words made Jin Yuan's expression condense.
"Then what should we do now? Why don't you go back with me?!" Jin Yuan turned to look at him.
"...Brother, you are impatient..." Kong Ding shook his head. "The key now is that the two of us cannot separate, otherwise we will be defeated one by one."
"We can't separate, and you won't go back with me. Then we can only stay in this ghost place until your master comes back!" Jin Yuan said angrily.
"Why not?" Kong Ding said seriously, "In the current situation, if you are not careful, you will be in danger of death. You should have seen the spare body. You can kill him completely in such a short time.
If there are no god-worshiping warriors involved behind the scenes, would you believe it?"
"..." Jin Yuan felt a chill in his heart as he recalled the spare body of the crazy monk he had found earlier.
This won't work, that won't work either...
laugh!
At this moment, a flying knife suddenly flew through a piece of letter paper from outside the wall and was nailed to the wooden pillar beside the two of them.
Jin Yuan quickly approached, reached out to take off the throwing knife, and pulled out the letter.
He worships the divine network, so even if there are any toxins on it, he doesn't care. At most, he just needs more time to recover.
As soon as he unfolded the letter and read a line or two, his expression cheered up.
"This letter...is actually from Junior Brother Kongwu!?"
"Junior Brother Kong Wu?" Kong Ding's eyes moved at the side, and he immediately remembered who Kong Wu was.
For them, there are quite a few masters of the empty generation in Zhenfo Temple.
It is also very difficult to remember everything in a short period of time.
What's more, the internal changes in Zhenfo Temple are rapid, and some masters suddenly disappear and die due to old and new grudges, so the level of substitution can be at any level.
So it's normal to not remember.
But nothingness is an exception.
Kong Ding stood up quickly.
The current situation is that they came to investigate the third species and were attacked and killed just after they arrived.
He walked to Jin Yuan's side and glanced at the content above.
After reading a few lines, his face lit up.
"I actually found it!?"
Just inside Wanghai Temple, the two of them were pleasantly surprised.
On the periphery, a vigorous figure quickly passed through the busy neighborhood and entered a private residence.
Finally, in the yard, a gray sedan stopped and stood in front of it.
The top of the sedan has sharp corners on all sides, and the whole body is covered with thick gray cloth. It looks like an ordinary sedan enlarged.
"Sir." The figure stood still, bowed, and spoke.
"Done?" A gentle voice came from the sedan.
"Yes, none of them should have discovered the whereabouts of their subordinates." The strong figure replied.