Chapter 317: Chapter 317

Chapter 317: Chapter 317

Chenxiang Palace Martial Arts Field.

Zhang Rongfang held up an iron lock with one hand, which he usually used to temper his arm strength.

One weighs a thousand catties, and two weigh two thousand catties.

But now in his hands, it felt a little lighter than usual.

Although not much, but this feeling is clearly there.

He moved up gently, tossed the lock into the air, watched it tumble, spin, rise, and fall.

puff.

He caught it precisely with one hand and gently lowered it to the ground.

"And then there's speed."

He looked at the front end of the martial arts field, where a heavy metal doll was quietly reflecting the pale golden sunlight in the early morning.

laugh.

Zhang Rongfang stepped on the foot, and the person shot out like an arrow from the string.

A strange feeling quickly rushed into his heart.

His straight line speed is also a little faster than yesterday!

At his level, every bit of improvement in his body will be accurately perceived by himself.

What's more, the time interval is shortened to one day. In such a short interval, a little bit of progress can be clearly felt.

Soon arriving at the position of the metal doll, Zhang Rongfang slowed down, stopped, and stood still.

"The rest don't need to be tested. The key strength and speed have been improved. This flesh and blood supplement talent is really terrifying."

He originally thought that the attribute bar would awaken him with super hearing, super sense of smell and other talent traits, but he never thought that it would be such a cruel and evil talent.

Yes, after seeing the prisoner in the prison sucked his blood alive and died.

He then understood that this ability of flesh and blood was very similar to the abilities of some vampires and zombies he had heard about in his previous life.

The difference is that he is not afraid of the sun, nor is he a ghost, but just an ordinary human being.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Rongfang went to see the rest of the Taoists in the martial arts field again.

In the corner, there are also some Taoist priests working hard to hone their martial arts.

At a glance, he saw that there was also a faint fragrance wafting from the bodies of these dozen people.

But it's much lighter than before.

"Eh?" Suddenly Zhang Rongfang's gaze paused and he saw an 'acquaintance'.

One of them who was really practicing martial arts was the bearded Taoist he had seen before.

The guy has a strong body and is practicing moves against people.

Zhang Rongfang approached slowly, stopped at a certain distance, and quietly watched them unravel their moves.

This time, it was obviously the same person, but the fragrance from the bearded Taoist had faded a lot.

In less than an hour, such a big change has taken place.

Zhang Rongfang now understands that this cannot be an external problem, it can only be a problem with himself.

'Is it because I just smoked a prisoner? ’ All he could guess in his mind was this answer.

It's obviously the same person, but the scent he smells has weakened a lot.

Reminiscent of the literal meaning of the name Flesh and Flesh Completion.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a guess.

‘Perhaps, the meaning of flesh and blood complement is actually complement gene? Optimize all the excellent genes of human beings to the extreme.

And the fragrance I smell may be the smell of the other party's genes that are better than mine. '

He deduced so.

‘When I first opened up this ability talent, compared with ordinary people, my own genes may have a lot of conventional genes that can be optimized.

So everyone is very fragrant.

After smoking a person, most of the conventional genes have been compensated and optimized, and the fragrance is not so strong. '

This guess is very reasonable.

'If you speculate like this, then when my flesh and blood complements the number behind and reaches a certain number, it is very likely that there will be no more growth. At that time, this innate ability will be regarded as a complete growth. '

After reaching a conclusion, it is time to find a way to prove it.

Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat.

‘If I have been drinking human blood directly in the dungeon of Chenxiang Palace, then the sensation caused must be too great.

Such things, even if I do them for righteous reasons, will be misunderstood as evil.

Too many people only look at the appearance and ignore the inner essence. '

'So, I have to do it in secret. '

His eyes flickered, and he began to think about how to hide his hands.

And which camp should start with.

"Daozi."

At this time, a Taoist walked hurriedly, came to him and bowed.

"What is it?"

"Two of our yamen officials were attacked just now, and now they are missing. Both of them had accidents on the way to the yamen's Dianmao." The Taoist said quickly.

"The two were attacked? Or official officials?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

In Eitong, since he became more and more powerful, this was the first time that someone dared to attack the members of Chenxiang Palace.

And the first thing to do is to attack officials with official positions, ordinary people and ordinary forces are not so bold.

Involuntarily, Zhang Rongfang thought of a possibility—Xizong.

He was able to destroy the Wanghai Temple, and the masters of Xizong dared to attack Chenxiang Palace secretly.

Anyway, as long as you don't get caught or caught on the spot, that's fine.

"Go to the government office to file a case and ask the officials to send people to arrest the head and cooperate with the investigation." Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

Although I don't expect the Yamen to find out anything, I have to show my attitude.

"yes!"

The Taoist bowed his head respectfully, stepped back and left.

Zhang Rongfang watched him leave, with an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.

Since they are planning to find someone to do the experiment anyway, why not send Xizong and Golden Wing Tower to their door?

Anyway, killing it directly is a waste, it is better to use waste

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Erythrina is on an inconspicuous small sea boat.

In the depths of the cabin, the copper-armed Zen master Konghe held the Zen stick in one hand, frowned into the word Chuan, and stared at the two Chenxiang palace stewards caught in front of him.

The interrogator kept asking questions, but the two of them knew nothing, and there was nothing confidential about what they said.

This made him feel uncomfortable for nothing.

With two crisp clicks, the two stewards completely lost their breath.

After they could not tell any valuable information at all, they lost their use value and were killed on the spot.

"Master, look at the few people on the periphery of Chenxiang Palace, even if they are in charge, they can't get in touch with the core at all.

Perhaps only the few people most trusted by Zhang Ying know the most. "A plump, big-eared and chunky monk from Xizong reminded him aloud.

"Who are the most trusted people in Chenxiang Palace? Do you know?" Bronze Arm Zen Master Konghe asked impatiently.

"This subordinate really knows." The fat monk grinned and regained his energy.

"Chenxiang Palace itself has a complex staff, because it has risen too fast, in order to build its power, it has absorbed many idle martial arts experts from outside.

But these people have a complex composition, and some of them are even spies of other forces themselves.

Therefore, there are only a dozen people trusted by Zhang Ying who really govern the operation of the Dao Palace.

Among the dozen or so people, Sun Chaoyue, Zhang Zhenhai and two women were the leaders. "

The bronze-armed Zen master Konghe was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Two women? Are they beautiful?" He had an instant association.

"Very beautiful." The fat monk said with a smile, "Sun Chaoyue has a good temperament and a plump figure. Zhang Zhenhai has a slender figure and has a body fragrance. Both of them are excellent concubines."

"I like it." The bronze-armed Zen master Konghe smiled with satisfaction. "Do you know their entry and exit routes? I will do it myself. I will interrogate after playing enough."

Along the way, he also accumulated a lot of irritability in his heart, and now he can just relax.

"That's simple, these two people usually live in a house at the foot of Chenxiang Mountain, and they have to go out from time to time to resolve some religious disputes in the guarding office.

So as long as you move fast enough, you can easily catch people halfway. "The fat monk explained.

With the skill of the bronze-armed Zen master, it is not too easy to catch people.

"Okay, let's go now!" Zen Master Bronze Arm immediately became active.

"yes."

The two left the cabin one after the other, and walked up the deck along the aisle.

The fat monk began to arrange people to investigate the whereabouts information.

The bronze-armed Zen master Konghe got off the boat and put on a black robe, and then started to be idle, wandering the streets near the boat, eating and drinking.

It's just that he didn't notice that some of the vendors selling snacks and barbecues on the street unconsciously glanced at him from the corner of their eyes.

While delivering food to customers, a peddler quietly delivered a hastily written papyrus scroll.

The paper rolls were put into the sleeves of the customers who ate, pretending to go to the toilet.

The guest got up and left one, and left the seat amidst the laughter and curses of his friends.

At this point, the information about the bronze-armed Zen master Konghe spread quickly.

At this time, Konghe was waiting for the fat monk to collect the whereabouts of Sun Chaoyue and Zhang Zhenhai for him.

After a while, he threw away the mutton stick that he had eaten, and rushed back to the boat by himself.

It was getting dark.

On the way back from the street to the ship, there was a stretch of road that was not illuminated by the lanterns of the shopkeepers.

There is no moonlight in the sky, only patches of cumulonimbus clouds, gloomy and hazy.

The wind blows through the green trees on the side of the road, and there is a roar of laughter, like a group of whispering people, standing there in the shadows, shoulders and backs.

Holding a jug of wine in his hand, Konghe walked back slowly humming a little song.

crack.

Suddenly he stopped and looked up.

On the beach in front, at the intersection of light and shadow, stood a burly figure in a black cloak, covering even the leader's head.

The wind tugged at the hem of the cloak the figure was wearing, revealing the straight legs like javelins inside.

The other party was standing sideways, looking at the undulating sea in the distance.

It seems to be a passer-by who came out for a walk to see the scenery just like him.

Konghe didn't think much about it, and continued to walk towards his destination ship.

In Daling, all martial arts practitioners, as long as they are male, are not thin.

What's the point if the weak can't exert strength at all?

Even those who pursue explosive speed have streamlined muscles. Not thin at all.

He moves on.

The two gradually approached.

"What do you think people live for?"

Suddenly the man in black asked.

Kong He paused, and looked at the other party suspiciously.

"Are you talking to me?" He was a little surprised.

"Besides me, you are the only one here. What do you think?" the man in black said calmly.