Chapter 285: Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285

The Qianjiao League's forces were uprooted overnight, and the entire Citong Port was still calm on the surface, but the relevant information quickly spread to all major forces after dawn.

Chenxiang Palace was brought to the fore again.

It was only then that many forces realized that the person behind the scenes was actually a member of the secret sect.

If the induction door is half black and half white, there are still some chaotic forces of scattered people.

Then the Esoteric Cult is a real anti-lingic force, and they like to interfere with everything that is not good for the great spirit.

However, this group of people is extremely concealed, and it is difficult to find their whereabouts.

The Qianjiao League branch, the largest force in the secret religion, was pulled out this time, and the sensation caused was not small.

Zhang Rongfang immediately drew up a letter to the imperial court, describing how he would fight the Qianjiaomeng, how he would overcome all difficulties, endure all kinds of hardships and grievances, how he would move forward bravely, and desperately kill the enemy, and so on.

Then hang up those who can hang Binggong.

Finally, the seal was stamped and handed over to the official post station to be sent to Dadu.

Zhu Wanguo had his limbs cut off, his teeth pulled out, and he kept him in a jar. He would kill him after the interrogation was complete.

The rest of the people, except for a few worshipers, were all eliminated.

And those few worshipers of the gods and warriors were arrested and rebellious, and they were used as samples for the next experiment.

Zhang Rongfang never gave up, looking for another way to quickly kill the martial artist.

Except for the stupidest water mill, which smashes the core idol, he doesn't believe that there is anything that is absolutely immortal.

When all the dust settled, the Qianjiao League suffered a fatal blow and was completely silent.

Even the previously arrogant Yuhai gang quickly fell silent, as if they were frightened.

Erythrina once again restored the previous peaceful and tranquil situation.

when.

when.

when.

Qingyue's Dao bell rang on the top of Chenxiang Palace.

In the depths of the Dao Palace, in a dark room.

There is only one window in the entire room, which is made of light yellow colored glass.

A beam of sunlight, through the glass window, shines on a brown water jar inside.

Soaked in the water jar was a weird human figure with no limbs and only a head left.

The human figure is unkempt, with long hair hanging down to cover most of the face, and occasionally a little pale pupils shine through the hair.

There was a soft creak.

The door was opened from the outside.

Zhang Rong walked in slowly with a flat expression, put the package in his hand on the table, and looked at the people in the water jar.

"How about it? Have you thought about it? I have said everything I want to say, and I can let you live."

"Hehe." The person in the water altar looked up at him and smiled hoarsely.

"I've already said it."

"That's not what I want." Zhang Rongfang walked up to the other party and knelt down.

Grab the opponent's hair and pull his head up.

"Why did you attack me? What is the purpose of coming to Erythronia? Who is behind you? Is there anyone else from the Qianjiao League besides you?"

"Actually, so what?" Zhu Wanguo said with a faint smile. "You won't let me go anyway in the end."

"." Zhang Rongfang didn't expect the other party to see it so clearly.

"Actually. Do you believe it? I actually didn't want to come at first." Zhu Wanguo said.

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Rongfang was silent for a while, feeling that the person in front of him was a little strange.

It was different from those opponents he had encountered before.

"I want to say that I actually just want to go to the countryside, find a quiet place, where men farm and women weave, and don't ask about the changing situation outside. I only live on my own one-acre and three-thirds of the field.

What about this secret religion, what about the Great Spirit, what does it have to do with me? " Zhu Wanguo continued.

"If possible, I would like to. But do you think it is possible?" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

Indeed, he now has an attribute bar, and sooner or later he will step into a height that ordinary people can't imagine.

But in essence, he still only likes to live a simple, ordinary life.

"Yes, it's impossible." Zhu Wanguo nodded, "Your teachers, relatives, friends, wives and daughters will make you unable to let go."

Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang had an inexplicable empathy in his heart, if he wanted to retire.

First of all, Master Chongxuan couldn't get through. He clearly had high hopes for himself.

Then Dongzong, Rebellion, also regarded himself as the hope of rising.

There are also the forces and opponents that I offended before, and if they can be a little decadent, they will rush up like evil spirits, eat and kill themselves.

"It seems that you are the same as me." Zhu Wanguo said with a smile, "I have no ambitions in my life, and this world has never been born for people like me."

"You have to be careful, my teacher is the magic eagle, he will not be sad because of my death, he will only be angry because of my failure, and then stare at you."

In the end, Zhu Wanguo said some sincere words.

Zhang Rongfang opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but he was surprised to see that Zhu Wanguo had slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually weakened, and then stopped.

With his dark-light vision, he could see that the subcutaneous blood of the opponent gradually stopped flowing, like a frozen stream.

After sustaining it for so long, Zhu Wanguo is obviously exhausted.

"Thousand Religion League, Magic Eagle."

Zhang Rongfang deeply remembered this name. Obviously, he destroyed the plan of the Qianjiao League, and then this person might be his future enemy.

However, he wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt slightly excited because he had a strong enemy to fight.

After all, there are too few recreational activities in this world. He practiced martial arts hard to improve himself, and the only recreational activity was probably fighting.

Come to yourself.

It is confirmed that Zhu Wanguo is out of breath.

Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand and lightly pointed at the center of the opponent's eyebrows, piercing a hole in the center of his eyebrows, exposing the flesh and blood inside.

A trace of pale white brain slowly overflowed from the blood hole.

Until this, the other party didn't move, so he turned and left the room.

"Give it a good burial. You can be regarded as a man." Walking to the door, Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"yes."

The Taoist guarding the gate responded in a low voice.

Then, walking quickly to the study, he opened the door and entered.

‘Well, I’d better mention it to Master. Originally, I still wanted to fight the Magic Eagle, but after thinking about it carefully, I’m still young, and I’m still in the rising stage. If I can’t fight, I might suffer.

Or wait a few more years. '

The Qianjiao League wished that even a disciple of Wan Guo is so powerful, and there are a lot of masters around him.

If replaced by his master.

After the blood was over, Zhang Rongfang thought about it carefully, and felt that what he liked was a fight that was sure to win.

It's no fun if the possibility of losing is too great.

Immediately, he sat down at the desk, quickly added water, rubbed the ink, spread the paper, and picked up the pen.

Then start writing.

‘Disciple Zhang Ying pays homage to Master Chongxuan: In June of the 17th year of Lingyuan, a series of serious crimes occurred in Zaitong, endangering the Taoist palace where the disciple lives.’

In the letter, he evaded in every possible way (he was still in Tianji Cave and didn't even know it), and kept looking for the possibility of reconciliation, but was finally forced to report to Xuehong Pavilion to come.

When investigating the location of the person behind the scenes, the general Shangguan who came to support asked several times to use shelling to cut off his back.

I refused several times because I was worried about hurting innocent people. It wasn't until the last time that the ship was about to flee that it had no choice but to agree to General Shangguan's request.

In the end, he became a deadly enmity with the Qianjiao League. It was not his original intention as an honest disciple who only wanted to practice.

Soon, a letter was written, carefully folded, handed over to the Taoist clerk to copy more than a dozen copies and mailed in sections to prevent loss in the middle.

In this way, Zhang Rong just breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

No matter how powerful the Qianjiao League is, it is supported by Master Chongxuan anyway.

He is still under its protection honestly and develops rapidly.

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In the following days.

Ever since Zhang Rongfang quickly wrote down the matter of the Qianjiao League Magic Eagle in a letter, and sent it to Shi Zun Chongxuan.

He also found Qianshimen, and confirmed that if the magic eagle made a move, the master of Qianshimen would not stand by.

At this time, the more troublesome guy should naturally be supported by a taller person.

Then he handed over to Chen Han and Shangguan Lianyue the next task of paying the Variety Organization, and he was a little relieved.

Back to the original rhythm of life.

Practice daily, practice martial arts, drink tea and rest, continue to practice, and occasionally make alchemy to move forward step by step.

Under such a peaceful life, time seems like a cloud of smoke, passing by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, one year later

Erythrina·Mianyunju.

The weather is hot and humid, and all the tea lovers in the teahouse are wearing thin vests, unlined clothes, and mandarin jackets.

Even for women, most of them wear wide tube tops and sleeveless square collar single clothes. Just like this, a group of people kept shaking cattail fans at themselves.

In the corner of the teahouse.

Zhang Rongfang picked up a cup of sweet herbal tea and took a sip. The tea with the flavor of mint monk fruit flowed down his throat into his stomach, making him feel a little cooler.

For a year, he practiced hard every day, coupled with the continuous improvement of attribute points.

Now finally, practice the thirteen Taibao horizontally to the extreme, that is, break the limit of the ninth rank. He also practiced a new limit state of hard work.

The cover door is also fully completed.

Not only that, he also tried all the hard skills he could find, and all those that could improve his body were full.

Now, with a hard work, the defense has reached the so-called level of invulnerability.

But these are just ordinary knives and guns, and it is still hard to say if they are replaced with muskets and magical weapons.

This level is already the limit of hard functions that have been circulated outside.

Next, it is time to start piling up life points with all your strength.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Rongfang let out a sigh of relief. Compared with the progress of hard skills, he is actually more concerned about how the traditional extreme masters deal with the worshipers of gods and warriors.

How did the emperor Damir defeat so many god-worshiping warriors with exaggerated physical fitness and climb to the top.

In the past year, he has checked many ways, and he always feels that there seems to be another key information hidden in the range of the extreme realm.

Moreover, the materials and information left for him in Dongzong Tiannv's secret collection seem to be incomplete.

He vaguely suspected that it was very likely that the other two Heavenly Maiden Secrets contained different contents.

And according to the news from Dao Palace in Dadu, Master Chongxuan told him not to worry about the magic eagle. Cultivate well and break through literary skills.

Incidentally, the letter also mentioned a question, asking if he knew about Dongzong's racial plan? Now the new Golden Wing Building seems to have found some clues. Tell him if he knows anything, try to tell him that the Lingting takes this matter very seriously, and maybe he can get more resources by virtue of this meritorious service.

Zhang Rongfang replied a letter perfectly and satisfactorily, saying that he was not clear.

But there was some urgency in his heart.

If he gets the hidden secret and spreads it out, I don't know what Lingting's attitude will be towards him.