"He doesn't want to train you into a spiritual general, but rather you are a symbol of a god or a Buddha. As long as there is no disgust, fear or resistance to you, then the stronger you are, the stronger his Taixu will be. The strength of the Taixu determines the gods and Buddhas themselves.
The strength and weakness. So..."
"In other words, the stronger I am, the stronger he will be?" Zhang Rongfang said directly.
"Yes. You have seen his true face, so your own existence will also bring benefits to him." Bai Lin replied.
"What about you? I have seen your true face, will you also benefit?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly asked.
"..." Bai Lin didn't reply, but fell completely silent.
Zhang Rongfang got his answer from her silence.
He said that the strange white scale was trying to live and die before, but later became more and more cooperative and knew everything.
It turns out there is still some influence in this regard.
In this case, if you fight with other gods and Buddhas in the future and see each other's true nature, the stronger you are, the stronger the other party will be. How should you solve this?
Thinking of a way in mind.
At this time, the surrounding white mist dispersed. Zhang Rongfang stood up and put the statue of the Blood God back into the box next to the wishing bell.
Then exit the cave.
He suddenly raised his hand and scratched his skin hard with his fingertips.
As soon as the blood marks appeared, a few drops of blood flew out.
The wound healed instantly, not even a second.
Zhang Rongfang did not pay attention to the wound, but looked at the three drops of blood that he deliberately spilled.
After the three drops of blood fell to the stone ground, they started to squirm again.
Although it's slow, they are really moving.
"Sure enough..." Zhang Rongfang was waiting on the side.
Time passes little by little.
The three drops of blood continued for more than half an hour before slowly stopping. The reason for stopping was that the blood drops were finally blown dry by the wind and could not move.
Standing up, Zhang Rongfang sighed softly.
At 500 life points, he is now becoming less and less human...
late at night.
Outside Wushan Mansion, another figure in white approached quickly.
In the heavy snow, this person was like a fluttering cloud, silent and light, crossing a distance of tens of meters in an instant and rushing towards the tall city wall.
Pointing his toes, the man in white seemed to be walking on flat ground, but he walked vertically up the wall so quickly.
When he reached the top of the wall, he jumped up, his sleeves fluttering down, and landed lightly on the roof of a nearby restaurant in the city.
And there were already people waiting there for a long time.
When he saw the man in white, he cupped his fists and raised his hands.
"The student has met Mr."
The man in white stood still, revealing a thin and very energetic old face.
"Is there any investigation to find out? Where is the person? The chosen successor of the righteous lineage."
"The successor... is in the home of an official in the city. He doesn't seem to have a big background. The students are also a little surprised. Why did Yimai choose this person...?" The person who responded was confused.
"Have you ever investigated the location of the Immortal Temple?" the old man asked again.
"It's already clear that outside the city, the inside of the city is generally a place for people inside to live in seclusion and rest. As long as we express our attitude, don't expand the matter, and solve it quickly, there will be no problem." The person who responded answered.
"Yes, the heir should have obtained the Gentleman's Sword and the sword bell by now. The sword bell has not appeared again for decades." The old man nodded, "Let's go, lead the way, and we will take the sword bell tonight."
"What should we do with the successor?" The person who responded couldn't help but ask.
"Although the Gentleman's Sword comes from the Seven Meridians, it has long been unable to protect it. Isn't the reason why the sword bell is thrown away now to let outsiders find the winner? The successor is burdened by ambition and confused by greed, and is destined to suffer this disaster." The old man stroked his beard.
road.
He raised his head and looked at the night sky.
He pondered for a moment.
"Since I'm here in person, I want to curb the changes in Dongfang Mu and Renxian Temple. Let's go. We'll get over it earlier, and we can go have a drink with your master."
"yes."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them jumped into the air at the same time and rushed towards Muchifu in the city.
Muchifu.
Zhang Rongyu suddenly woke up from his sleep.
She instinctively touched her son on the small bed next to her and made sure that he had just turned over and was not awake. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Someone is coming." A deep female voice came from outside the window of the room.
"Teacher's side..." Zhang Rongyu instinctively thought of the underground palace over there in Yi Mao.
"Yimai will not take action, this is your own test. From the moment you take over the qualifications as successor, you must shoulder the responsibility of protector. This is a setback, a temper, and even more wind and rain."
The woman answered outside the window.
Zhang Rongyu took a deep breath.
Since she had worked so hard to get to this point, she had no intention of looking back.
If you lose this time, it will be nothing more than death.
From the beginning until now, she has long been accustomed to such a gambling-like test.
"If I fail, will I die?" she asked softly.
"Not only will you die, but your whole family will die," the woman replied.
"My husband is a descendant of a great spiritual noble... He..." Zhang Rongyu couldn't help but speak out again.
"Then it depends on who you are looking for." The woman said, if it were the other contenders, the most you can do is like last time, with your son deposed and your sword and bell robbed.
But if someone comes from the Academy... Today's Academy is a behemoth mixed with spiritual people, great nobles, royal families, etc.
In the entire Great Spirit, it is also a giant force second only to the Great Religious Alliance.
It's just that he has always adhered to neutrality, only teaching and doing scholarship, and not participating in politics, so he can be regarded as isolated from the world.
But there are many outstanding children of spiritual nobles gathered in the academy, as well as children of the royal family and great nobles, among them.
Therefore, even if the Great Spirit has the rule of Confucianism and Taoism not to serve as an official, no one can ignore the value of knowledge."
The woman paused.
"Thus, those who impart knowledge are also different from ordinary Confucian scholars. They are even different from the descendants of great Confucian scholars like Qimai and Dongfang Fort."
Zhang Rongyu was silent.
She finally understood what the other party meant.
The Academy is no longer a pure force of Confucianism, but in fact it is also mixed with the Lingting.
They searched everywhere for the Seven Gentlemen Sword, fearing that they also wanted to disrupt the revival of Confucianism.
After all, Confucianism has no bloodline inheritance, it is only an academic certification.
If a person has learned Confucian thought and is willing to admit his own position and opinions, then he is a Confucian scholar.
Therefore, Confucianism is very difficult to eradicate in a practical sense.
The original purpose of establishing the Academy in Lingting was probably to internally dismantle the core of Confucianism.
"We're almost there. So fast!" Suddenly the voice of the woman outside the window dropped, as if she was surprised.
"I'll leave everything to my seniors." Zhang Rongyu had already understood after several previous assassinations that it was impossible to withstand the attacks of Confucianists simply relying on the skilled manpower in Mu Chi Mansion.
So this time she lured her husband out from the beginning and did not sleep in the same room with her.
Extremely strict protective measures have also been deployed around the room and courtyard.
Several worshippers are there, and the senior she once helped is also staying in the side room, so that she can rescue her at any time.
Now...it's finally time to take the test.
Whoosh!
Suddenly there was a soft sound, and the female senior outside the window jumped up and quickly headed outside.
"There are assassins!!" A shout exploded outside the window.
Above the courtyard, a woman in white clothes with long sleeves leaped into the air and faced the old man in white who was flying towards him from a distance.
"Mr. Chang Xueyichang of Guwu Academy?!?" The moment the woman saw the old man, she recognized his origin.
Then my heart trembled and I knew something was wrong.
"Mrs. Zhao? I didn't expect you to be here." The old man said softly, pinching his beard.
"What? You want to stop me? Get out of my way.
The woman fell silent, but her body did not move away.
She knew that she was far from her opponent, but...since she had made a promise, she had to keep it.
Back then, she was saved by Zhang Rongyu's kindness. Now, no matter what, she still has to do what she has to do!
hiss…
She slowly pulled out the soft sword from her waist, straightened it suddenly, and pointed it at the opponent.
"Mr. Chang comes from a benevolent background. Do you ever remember the oath you swore when you entered the profession?"
"Oath? You're joking." Chang Xueyi's face didn't change, "I'm not from the north, but a spiritual person. I was just sent by orders to lurk in Renmai to change my identity."
He looked at the strong woman opposite.
"Again, get out of the way."
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At this moment, there was a gap between houses in the distance in the city.
A dark red figure flew past quickly, slowed down slowly, and stopped on the roof of a building only a dozen meters away from Mu Chi Mansion.
Looking at the two people confronting each other from a distance.
The visitor was none other than Zhang Rongfang, who had just arrived from Yuannu Gorge.
The experts he sent from Guyu Academy passed the news to Zhang Rongfang as soon as they entered the city.
This caused him to get up in a hurry and rush to the nearby area before he woke up, keeping an eye on the attackers and defenders at all times.
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"What's the situation now?" Zhang Rongfang asked the shadow Taoist master of Renxian Temple next to him while looking at the confrontation between the two men in the distance.
"It's okay for now~ There are only two attackers. There are people everywhere on the defensive side, and there are many experts. The winner should be determined soon." Shadow Taoist replied, "I guess it's the same as last time, there won't be a big problem.
."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure of the old man in white rushing out like a flash, passing by the strong woman.
The woman raised her hand to strike, but her palm strike completely missed and hit another place.
He was hit on the shoulder by the old man's palm, and he rolled and fell out.
"Grandmaster!? Isn't this a big problem??" Zhang Rongfang's face turned cold and he silently rushed towards Muchi Mansion from below.
The Shadow Taoist was also shocked, he didn't expect that the old man was so powerful.
At this time, Zhang Rongfang had already passed through the building, entered from the side door, and soon came to the courtyard next to his sister. He stopped among a group of guards, stood still, and locked his eyes on the old man in white just now.
The old man was like a sharp arrow piercing through layers of protective nets, leaping into the air continuously.
The crossbow arrows arranged by Zhang Rongyu were all scattered away with a wave of his hand.
Seeing the old man getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer.
My sister Zhang Rongyu had also walked out of the room at this time, her face was pale and almost drained of color.
"Bold!!"
At this time, several worshippers stood up from the ground to greet Chang Xueyi.
However, the gap between the two sides was too great. Just one face-to-face encounter and several people were defeated in one move and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
At this time, many guards in Muchi Mansion were awakened. They raised torches around them, displayed their weapons, and stood ready.
But the old man broke through too quickly.
Ordinary soldiers were useless to him. With just a few dodgers, he passed through the blockade fired by soldiers with crossbows and approached Zhang Rongyu's courtyard.
At this time, there was only an empty courtyard between him and Zhang Rongyu.
"Senior, if I hand over the sword bell, can you bypass me?" Zhang Rongyu gritted his teeth.
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?" The old man paused slightly and looked at Zhang Rongyu.
Suddenly he sighed, his body suddenly flashed forward, and he moved straight forward to grab the opponent.