Seeing this, the last sentence is obviously written for Zhang Rongfang.
After reading all the contents, he closed his eyes gently and recalled them all to make sure he had memorized them all. Then he tore up the paper, got up and threw it into the brazier in the corner.
"No wonder Master Yue made it clear that he must first ensure that he can worship the gods and become a spiritual general, and then make up for the rest of the martial arts. Now it seems that if you can really worship the gods, then there is really no need to practice hard skills or anything like that."
Zhang Rongfang connected the two in his mind and immediately understood that what Yue Dewen said was indeed true.
At this time, the restaurant was completely empty, and neither of the goddesses were there.
There was no need for him to stay any longer. He opened the property bar and took a look.
Life has reached the upper and lower limits of 294.
a few more days……
Finally, he picked up the tea, drank it in one gulp, turned around and walked towards the exit.
These days, he plans to do nothing but concentrate on practicing martial arts at home, training, and waiting for the moment when his talent is activated.
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A few days later.
Tiancheng Palace.
Under the statue of the tall and kind God.
Yue Dewen sat cross-legged alone, bowed his head, and recited scriptures with a pious and focused expression.
He was bare-chested, and there was a palm print in the middle of his chest. The palm print was as fine as a knuckle.
It was the injury he sustained in the previous fight with Kosivo.
"Headmaster." At the entrance of the hall, a white-haired Taoist slowly entered and bowed in salute.
"Palace Master Yuxu has taken the people on their way back to Qingchuan."
The sound slowly echoed in the hall, weakened, and disappeared.
Yue Dewen's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were still closed, as if he had not heard these words at all.
After waiting for a while, the old Taoist slowly retreated and left.
Calm returned to the main hall.
Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually turned from bright to dark.
At dusk, the sound of evening drums could be heard far outside the hall.
Yue Dewen opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were silver, with faint black filaments flowing in them like fish.
Two sons of the Earth Mother God, coupled with a secret attack, forced their way into his body in the isolation environment of the Earth Mother Palace.
Even if he rushed out of the Earth Mother Palace later, it was already too late.
At that time, there was no support from the Moon God, which resulted in physical damage and a sharp decline in strength.
Nowadays, the mark of the Earth Mother still remains in the spiritual will. Even if it is driven away with the help of Tianzun's power, it will take a long time to complete.
But now, what he lacks most is time...
"Sect Master, I wonder how you are recuperating? After the previous battle, the situation inside the sect was not good. Many masters quietly retreated in the name of searching for treasures for you. Half of them have left."
A plump figure once again appeared in the hall.
The person wears a pure gold mask, wears a corolla woven with silver threads on his head, and wears a pure white dress. He is pure and innocent. He is none other than the other spiritual general of the induction door - the Queen of the Moon.
"Nothing, just follow them." Yue Dewen's voice was dry, without looking back, he still closed his eyes and continued to kneel in front of the statue of Tianzun.
"Nowadays, people's hearts are in a state of flux. We can all see that you, the sect leader, failed because of other constraints that prevented you from fully displaying your strength.
Unfortunately, the sect no longer has the cohesiveness it once had, and most of them just turn around and leave when they see the situation is not going well.
Moon Queen slowly approached, with a trace of righteous indignation in her voice.
"If the sect master needs it, how about I take charge of the situation temporarily?
"...It's okay. I will recover soon." Yue Dewen replied.
"But I'm afraid that if time drags on, King Mu Li's strength will expand too much and he will be unable to stop him..." Queen Yue said softly, only about ten meters away from Yue Dewen.
"You should stop." Yue Dewen said.
"Why? The sect master can deal with it alone. It is difficult to support a lonely tree. I am willing to do my best.~~" Queen Yue's voice was soft, "Is the sect master worried about me? But now even the master of Yuxu Palace has left you. Comrade
Among them, Zhenyi Xi Sect cannot be trusted, only I can sense the door..."
"I said stop!!" Yue Dewen suddenly said.
The sound was as loud as thunder, and the air was squeezed so hard that a circle of impact ripples exploded, hitting Queen Moon hard.
In an instant, the light was distorted, the air flow surged, and the wind roared, causing many furnishings in the hall to scatter, fall, and sway.
Yuehou was only five meters away from Yue Dewen's back.
But her feet finally stopped.
The powerful ripples of air hit her body and dispersed naturally, only causing her to tremble slightly.
She stared at Yue Dewen's back.
Suddenly he smiled slightly.
"Since the sect master can't trust me, just think of me as being sentimental." With a little tip of her toe, the Moon Queen flew out lightly and disappeared outside the hall door in a blink of an eye, disappearing into the night sky.
Yue Dewen was left alone, kneeling in front of the statue.
At its peak, the masters were like clouds and the momentum was like rain.
But at the slightest moment of weakness, the tree fell and the hozen dispersed... At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was no one around him who could support each other.
Just like many years ago, he was the same person.
Today, he is still the same person.
"But so what if there is only one person!? I still have Qiankun. As long as he is still there, there will still be hope for the Taoist Sect! Now it is just a temporary storm."
When he thought of his disciple Zhang Rongfang's terrifying talent, the depression in Yue Dewen's heart was relieved a lot.
No matter how difficult it is now, no matter how rebellious the people around you are, they are not worthy of trust.
He still has Rong Fang here!
Stand strong now, and when the time comes when Rong Fang worships God, the two masters and disciples will dominate the world and sweep everything! They will definitely establish the glory of the Taoist Sect for two hundred years!
Thinking of this, his heart returned to calm, he closed his eyes and entered the space of consciousness again.
******
late at night.
The shadows of the trees swayed, reflected on the desk in front of the window, like a demonic shadow baring its teeth and claws, silent and ferocious.
In Muchi Mansion, in a bedroom in a spacious courtyard.
Zhang Rongfang was lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, his breathing was even and gentle, and he was sleeping soundly.
call..
Suddenly, a slight gust of wind blew the cracks in the window, and then slowly opened half of the window with a squeak.
The sound of watchman banging could be heard on the street in the distance.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire."
"It's three o'clock at midnight, everything is safe and sound."
Swish.
Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes on the bed.
"Time is up."
He sat up, without lighting the lamp, and just breathed quietly for a while to adjust his state.
The watchman's voice outside the window gradually faded away, paused, and then came again in the distance.
There were unknown insects making noises in the yard outside the door.
One after another, quiet and peaceful.
Zhang Rongfang got off the bed, blinked, and looked at the attribute bar that appeared.
The above clearly shows the new free attributes just obtained.
"Zhang Rongfang - Life 294-294."
"Available attributes: 6."
After waiting for so long, finally... the attributes are finally full.
Expectation slowly rose in his heart.
He walked to the door, opened it silently, tiptoed a little, and the person flew out and jumped over the wall.
In the blink of an eye, he left Muchifu and was speeding through the streets at night.
Ten seconds later.
Beside the city wall of Wushan Mansion, a figure floated out lightly, gliding and swooping like a giant eagle, flying hundreds of meters and landing.
Non-stop all the way, Zhang Rongfang went straight to Yuannu Gorge.
At his full speed at this time, it only took a few minutes to return to the canyon.
White mist rises in the canyon at night, dividing the inside and outside into two worlds.
Standing in the mist, Zhang Rongfang did not go to the Renxian Temple station.
The Renxian Temple in the entire Yuannu Gorge only occupies a small area, and these areas are areas that have been previously proven to be fog-free.
Most areas in the canyon are filled with toxic smog at night and in the morning.
To be honest, when Zhang Rongfang came here before, he never found a place without poisonous fog.
On the contrary, this time I came here and found these places easily.
He had reason to believe that this was because Yuan Nu was secretly cooperating with him and assisting him.
Just like the blood god before.
Stepping into the mist at this time, Zhang Rongfang did not stop and continued to move straight forward.
He could feel that in the second blood lotus bag behind his back, the blood lines belonging to Yuan Nu were beating slightly, as if giving him some guidance.
It seems to be echoing something.
"It seems you have noticed it too?" Zhang Rongfang said softly.
It was clear that there was no one in the white mist around him, he was the only one.
But he seemed sure someone could hear him.
The existence of gods and Buddhas is very strange.~~
They seem to have their own consciousness, but they don't seem to be like humans and only act according to fixed rules.
Sometimes I can communicate, but sometimes it seems emotionless, unconscious, rigid and indifferent.
As he spoke, the white mist in front slowly dispersed, revealing a quiet stream.
Beside the stream are verdant green grasslands.
The grass is wide and flat, as if someone has carefully trimmed it.
A brown wooden hut stands above it.
The hut was empty, and the wooden door was open, as if to welcome his arrival.
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly and looked at the intuitive warning on the attribute column. There was no warning on it, so he stepped forward with confidence.
But he still did not enter the house, but sat down cross-legged outside the wooden house.
"It's almost here. Speaking of which, the last time the Blood God fought with you, it seems that he was also here."
No one answered, only Zhang Rongfang's voice floated around.
No one answered and he didn't care. He just looked up at the sky calmly. The top of his head was white and shrouded in mist.
"Start." He lowered his head and instantly clicked on the plus sign behind life.
Swish.
All six attributes are added to life.
The health value jumps from 294 to 300.
Everything is calm and nothing has changed.
Zhang Rongfang did not move, still waiting quietly.
The water in the stream surges, the mist slowly disperses, and the breeze blows on the grass.
Suddenly there was a small sound.
On the back of his body where he was sitting cross-legged, a gash suddenly appeared on the skin where the second blood lotus had grown.
The opening was dark, deep, as long as a palm, like a black eye.
Vaguely, something protruded from the black opening.
First there is a thin black wire, then the second one.
Then there is a pair of dark blue thin wings as smooth as silk, with waves and arabesque patterns.
With a puff, its wings flapped, and it was a blue butterfly crawling out from behind Zhang Rongfang.
It gently stretched its wings, jumped forward, and flew up with a puff.
Immediately afterwards, blue butterflies one after another crawled out from the crack on Zhang Rongfang's back, and they became more and more numerous and dense.
After flying out, it kept flying around Zhang Rongfang.
Gradually, there were more and more butterflies, and they became more and more dense, completely submerging people in them, and gradually they could not see clearly.
They covered the surface of the skin and clothes, and even completely wrapped Zhang Rongfang into a human shape made of blue butterflies.
Soon, with a huff, a breeze blew by.
All butterflies scatter and fly away.
The place was empty except for a palm-sized puppet.
The little man's face suddenly looked exactly like Zhang Rongfang's.