Chapter 190: Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Chapter 190

'Alchemy: Basic Stage (Master)'

With the change of handwriting, a lot of memories flooded Zhang Rongfang's mind.

He closed his eyes, and vaguely saw that he had been refining various basic elixirs for three years.

The alchemy pills he refined were all basic recipes he had seen and learned in these days.

One pot, one furnace.

His failure rate was extremely high in the beginning, but as the number of times increased, the time became longer.

His success rate slowly started to increase and get higher.

"Sure enough. Sure enough." Zhang Rongfang was delighted.

Thoroughly confirmed that the attribute bar is not only dedicated to martial arts. But other skills are fine.

‘At the beginning, my trap did not have an option. It is likely that I only learned one kind of trap technique, and I still don’t understand the principle, and my understanding is not perfect and comprehensive. '

After confirming that attribute points have a wider range of uses, Zhang Rongfang's eyes darkened.

'In this way, traps, medical skills, traps, etc. can all be activated in case of emergencies. '

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In the middle of the night.

Between Yangshuo City and Tianbao Palace, in a large woodland.

Groups of bandits from Futu Mountain, under the order of Monk Hongyan, disguised themselves as ordinary people, and brought stacks of identity information copied at a cost, and gathered to prepare.

A group of sixteen people in total.

The leader was named Zheng Jiaquan, and he had mixed with Monk Hongyan very early on.

"Are you all ready!?" Zheng Jiaquan was wearing a large snakeskin bag, and the bag was full of notes and stickers copied in advance.

"Big master, are we really going to go up and sprinkle?" Zhang Huisheng, the second master's jade-handed scholar, asked in a low voice, with a worried face on his face.

"Of course it's true, just rush up and throw it away, what are you afraid of?" Zheng Jiaquan said impatiently.

Expose Zhang Ying's identity first, so that he can't hide anymore, and is expelled from Taoism.

If it is unsuccessful, induce it from the inside and lead it out.

This is the whole plan of Futu Mountain.

Within a month, if it is unsuccessful, it will be withdrawn.

"Go, go, what are you afraid of! The reward for going is doubled!" Zheng Jiaquan yelled.

A group of people agitated for a long time, and after a while, they quietly approached Tianbao Palace along the mountain.

Some people took out the notices to be posted first, and these were intended to be posted on the tree trunks on both sides of the official road near Tianbao Palace.

"who!?"

Before approaching a hundred meters, a group of armored men patrolling with lanterns quickly approached here.

"Hurry up!!"

Zheng Jiaquan kept urging.

The five subordinates immediately speeded up, took the copybook and pasted it on the tree trunk by the roadside.

call! !

Suddenly there was a scream.

With a puff, a high-speed rotating machete slashed fiercely on the back of a bandit who posted a copybook.

The blood surged very high.

The bandit howled miserably, turned around and wanted to run, but it was too late.

He didn't take a few steps before he fell limply to the ground, unable to move.

Soon, a few more rotating machetes flew over, slashing at the rest of the bandits.

Zheng Jiaquan was dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of him, it was so exaggerated that he couldn't believe it.

They they just come over to put some paper

Do you want to be so exaggerated? ?

Zheng Jiaquan couldn't understand it at all.

"Hack this group of Skysuo Sect guys to death!" Only the leader on the opposite side yelled angrily. "Come here twice, dare to come a third time, court death!!"

The bandits fell to the ground one by one, basically they all rushed at the first sight.

There is no resistance.

The stickers in their hands were also splattered with blood, stained red, and the words could not be read clearly.

Zheng Jiaquan couldn't care less immediately, turned around and ran after him. I didn't care about the stickers and notes on my body, and fled after leaving them behind.

After this group of people ran.

The experts who were chasing and killing just now quickly returned to the original place, picked up all the scattered notes and stickers on the ground, gathered them together, and burned them directly.

The leader had a ponytail, long brown hair hanging behind his back, and a very burly figure.

He picked up a note and looked at it.

‘The true identity of Zhang Ying of the Daoist Sect is actually the spirit envoy of the Golden Wing Tower of the Eastern Sect. His purpose is to sneak into the Daoist Sect and drag the entire Tianbao Palace into the struggle between the Eastern Sect and the Western Sect! '

"Well, the content is well written. It's a pity that we can't do anything with the masters of Xizong, but you can easily solve this problem." He shook his head and waved his hand.

"Brothers, withdraw."

A group of people responded, quickly cleaned up the mess, and left the woodland quickly.

From the beginning to the end, no one knew their true identities and why they pretended to be Daoists.

After a while, several figures were attracted by the sound and rushed to the woodland, but they couldn't find anything except a large amount of corpse blood.

"Is it the Eastern and Western sects fighting each other again?" One person asked in a low voice.

"It should be, but this time it's all low-level people, there's nothing to see." Another person replied.

"Then don't worry about it. Our position is neutral and impartial. As long as it doesn't affect us, we don't care about the rest."

"Understood!"

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mostly.

A hidden basement that no one has discovered.

"Golden Core Stage, I really didn't expect it. That little guy has actually reached the Golden Core Stage."

A woman with a stiff face, a plain white body and a gold belt around her waist is admiring the miniature wooden model of the entire metropolis in front of her with her hands behind her back.

There are towers, pavilions and pavilions on the model, criss-crossing, some places are gorgeous and prosperous, and some places are poor and simple.

Except for the empty part of the palace, the rest of the place is quite complete.

Opposite the woman, a petite woman with the same stiff face raised her head and let out a sigh.

"He lied to me."

"What did you lie to?" The woman with the gold belt asked doubtfully.

"Lie to me that he is nineteen years old." The petite woman replied.

"Isn't he twenty-six?" The woman with the gold belt was surprised.

"It was just changed to thirty-five in the information." The petite woman continued.

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"Then how old is this kid?!" The woman with the gold belt was speechless.

"Ninth rank of martial arts, golden elixir of literary skills, he is not the core of the great education to concentrate resources to cultivate masters. He should be true at the age of thirty-five. The rest of his identities are probably fake." The petite woman replied.

"This is also very powerful. I can't even touch the bones." The woman with the golden belt sighed, "No wonder you value him so much, and even arranged a retreat through the sensor door."

She paused. "However, based on this alone, the thirty-five-year-old Jindan is not enough for the Daoist sect to protect him. Ninth-rank or something is meaningless to that sect."

"It's okay, I arranged for someone to deal with it. When this period of time passes, everything will be fine.

And I'm about to enter the extreme state. If I don't settle down well, I will forget about it by then. "The petite woman said softly.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Extreme, that is a road of no return.

Especially that type of extreme realm, once entered, only one target will be remembered.

"Tongzhang. Why. Why just refuse to bow?" The woman with the gold belt suddenly said in a deep voice.

Tiannv Tongzhang crossed her hands in front of her, rubbing her fingers lightly.

"Many reasons."

She smiled.

"My own, and others'"

"In fact, the extreme state is far from being as strong as imagined. It is still a body of flesh and blood, and it is still powerless." The woman with the golden belt said softly.

"." Tongzhang didn't speak any more, bowed his head and stretched out his hand, and gently used his index finger to swipe across the streets of Dadu.

In this world, there are always some people who don't want to be dogs, and don't want to bow their heads forever.

As she is, so is that one.

All agree that it is impossible for human beings to defeat them with flesh and blood.

But she doesn't believe it.

Some things, if you don't try, you will never see hope.

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Tianbao Palace.

In the Minghe Inner Palace in the Three Avenues Palace.

Fang Zhiyun sat in front of many pilgrims and disciples, wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe, holding a stone scripture book, and constantly chanting passages of the Sutra of Floating Life and Transshipment.

This scripture is mainly used to reverse the fortune and make people more lucky.

The duration is claimed to be within two days.

Of course, the cowhide is blown out, so I don't know if it really has the effect of transshipment.

Anyway, as the palace lord, Fang Zhiyun himself didn't know whether to turn around or not, just read it.

In the entire Minghe Inner Palace, there were hundreds of people sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures together.

The dozen or so people sitting in the center are all spiritual nobles from Dadu and important representatives of various forces.

Everyone is here for transfer.

Many people were under great psychological pressure, but under the influence of the scriptures, they gradually stabilized.

As time went by, slowly, more than ten minutes passed, and the scriptures were recited.

The surrounding Taoists also began to clean up the miscellaneous affairs of the ceremony.

The palace lord, Fang Zhiyun, finished the work at the end, picked up the whisk and comforted the honored guests who got up one by one.

As the pilgrims left one by one, the incense box on the right was filled again.

Soon, the pilgrims left one after another.

In the end, only a long-haired woman in light yellow long-sleeved trousers was left, with a maid beside her, quietly waiting for the rest to leave.

Fang Zhiyun also saw that the other party had something to say, and immediately signaled the other party to wait.

After changing his clothes and washing his clothes, he returned to the main hall.

"This layman, is something wrong?"

Among the three palace masters of Tianbao Palace, Fang Zhiyun is the one with the mildest temper, but also the one whom Master Yue Dewen respects and trusts the most.

The light-yellow woman smiled and said: "My master ordered me to come and ask the palace master. Does the favor from the Lihen Hall back then still count?"

The kind smile on Fang Zhiyun's face disappeared instantly, he paused in astonishment, and then he showed a wry smile.

"Of course. Please tell me."

"The Palace Master seems to have guessed that we will come?" The woman in yellow laughed.

"It's strange that you don't come at such a critical time." Fang Zhiyun shook his head. "Come on, I'll do my best."

"This man." The woman in yellow lightly handed out a scroll, "My master wants you to protect him and not let him leave Tianbao Palace. Get involved in the vortex in front of you."

Fang Zhiyun looked left and right, and the Taoist guards around him immediately turned their heads and turned their backs to this side.

Only then did he reach out to take the scroll and slowly unfold it.

On the scroll, there was clearly written a line of words: Zhang Ying, thirty-five years old, Wengong Jindan period, martial arts ninth grade, Golden Wing Tower Wushan Spirit Envoy.

There is a series of related experiences, martial arts methods and so on.

Fang Zhiyun frowned at first, but then he saw that on the column of martial arts, it was clearly the emissary of the Golden Wing Building, but unexpectedly, it was all the ways of Daoism.

He suddenly looked weird.

"Where is his Golden Roc secret record?"

"I haven't practiced." The woman in yellow was also speechless, "Okay, I've brought the words, your sect may have some objections to him, but please ask the palace master to speak."

"This level of qualification. Don't worry, I will support you." Fang Zhiyun nodded seriously.

Thirty-five-year-old Jindan stage, although already over thirty, but the aptitude is already good. In Tianbao Palace, the younger generation is in an awkward position.

Fang Zhiyun knew very well that although this person's aptitude was excellent.

But it was not enough to offend Xizong and other forces for him.

If this Zhang Ying's true identity is revealed, then some people in the palace will definitely feel that just because of his one image, they will provoke Xi Zong and the Sensing Gate and other terrorist forces.

Not worth it.

However, since the celestial girl is betting on the favor of the past, no matter what, he has to do his best.