Chapter 492: Chapter 492

Chapter 492: Chapter 492

Seeing this, the last sentence was obviously written for Zhang Rongfang.

After reading all the content, he gently closed his eyes, recalled it all, and made sure to write it down before rubbing the paper, getting up and throwing it into the brazier in the corner.

"No wonder. Master Yue said clearly that he must first ensure that he can worship gods and become a spirit general, and then he can make up for the rest of the martial arts. Now it seems that if he can really worship gods and spirit generals, there is really no need to practice hard skills."

Zhang Rongfang connected back and forth in his mind, and immediately understood what Yue Dewen said back then was indeed true.

At this time, the restaurant was completely empty, and both Tiannv and Tiannv were not there.

He didn't need to stay any longer. Open the property bar and look at it.

Life has reached the upper and lower limits of 294.

a few more days

Finally, he picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp. He turned and walked towards the exit.

In the past few days, he planned to do nothing but concentrate on practicing martial arts at home, recuperating, and waiting for the moment when his talent would be activated.

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After a few days.

Tiancheng Palace.

Under the tall and kind Tianzun statue.

Yue Dewen sat cross-legged and bowed his head alone, reciting 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 completely exposed, reaching a knuckle deep.

It was the injury he suffered in the previous fight against Kosivo.

"Teacher." At the entrance of the main hall, a white-haired Taoist entered slowly, bowing and saluting.

"Palace Master Yuxu has led people to set off and return to Qingchuan."

The voice slowly echoed in the hall, weakened, and disappeared.

Yue Dewen's face remained unchanged, his eyes were still closed, as if he didn't hear this sentence at all.

After waiting for a while, the old Taoist retreated slowly and left.

The hall returned to calm.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually changed from bright to dark.

At dusk, the sound of evening drums could be heard far outside the main hall.

Yue Dewen slightly opened his eyes, his eyes were silver, with black filaments flowing in them like fish.

The two earth mother god sons, together with the sneak attack, forcibly invaded his body in the isolated environment of the earth mother hall.

Even if he rushed out of the Earth Mother Hall later, it was already too late.

At that time, there was no Luna to respond, resulting in physical damage and a sharp drop in strength. Now the imprint of the Mother Goddess still remains in the spiritual will, even if it is expelled with the help of the power of Tianzun, it will take a long time to complete.

And now, what he lacks the 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 precious medicines for you. Most of them have left."

A plump figure once again appeared in the hall.

He wears a pure gold mask, a crown of flowers woven with silver thread on his head, and a pure white dress, pure and innocent. It was another spirit general of the Induction Gate—Moon Hou.

"It's nothing, just follow them." Yue Dewen's voice was dry, without turning his head, he still closed his eyes and continued to kneel before the statue of Tianzun.

"Nowadays, people's hearts are fluctuating, and we can all see that sect master, you were unable to fully display your strength due to other restraints, so you lost.

It's a pity that the cohesion of the sect has long since disappeared, and most of them turn around and leave when they see that the situation is not good. "

Yue Hou approached slowly, with a hint of righteous indignation in his voice.

"If the sect master needs it, how about I take charge of the situation temporarily?"

"It's nothing. I'll recover soon." Yue Dewen replied.

"But I'm afraid that time will drag on for a long time. King Muli's strength has swelled too much and he can't stop it." Yue Hou said softly, only about ten meters away from Yue Dewen.

"You should stop." Yue Dewen said.

"Why? The sect master is dealing with it alone, and the lonely tree is too difficult to support. I am willing to do my best." Yuehou said softly, "Could it be that the sect master is worried about me? But now even the palace master Yuxu has left you. , Shinichi Xizong is untrustworthy, only I sense the door"

"I said stop!!" Yue Dewen suddenly said.

The sound was like thunder, and the air was squeezed so that a circle of shock ripples exploded, hitting Yue Hou's body hard.

In an instant, the light distorted, the air flow surged, and the wind howled, causing many decorations in the hall to scatter and fall, shaking endlessly.

Yue Hou was only five meters away from behind Yue Dewen.

But she finally stopped under her feet.

The powerful airflow ripples hit her and spread out naturally, only making her tremble slightly.

She looked at Yue Dewen's back.

Suddenly smiled.

"Since the head of the sect doesn't trust me, let me just count myself as being sentimental." With a tap of her toes, the moon queen flew out lightly, and disappeared outside the gate of the main hall in a blink of an eye, sinking into the night sky.

Leaving Yue Dewen alone, kneeling in front of the statue.

In the prime of life, masters were like clouds, and their momentum was like rain.

But as soon as he was weak, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered. At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was no one around him who could support each other.

Like many years ago, he was one.

Today, he is still alone.

'But so what! ? I still have Qiankun, as long as he is still there, Daoism still has hope! Now it's just a storm. '

Thinking of the terrifying talent of his apprentice Zhang Rongfang, 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 are, they are not worthy of trust.

He still has Rong Fang!

Stand up now, when the time comes, when Rong Fang worships the gods, the two of them, master and apprentice, will sweep the world and sweep away everything! It will surely establish the glory of Daoism for two hundred years!

Thinking of this, he regained his peace of mind, closed his eyes, and entered the consciousness space again.

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late at night.

The shadow of the tree swayed, reflecting on the desk in front of the window, like a ghost with 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, breathing evenly and peacefully, and was fast asleep.

call.

Suddenly, a slight gust of wind blows the cracks in the window, creaks, and slowly blows half of the window open.

From the street in the distance, there was the sound of watchmen beckoning.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful with candles."

"It's three o'clock in the middle of the night, everything is safe and sound."

swish.

Zhang Rongfang on the bed opened his eyes at once.

'Time is up. '

He sat up without turning on the lamp, just breathing quietly for a while to adjust his state.

The voice of the watchman outside the window gradually faded away, paused, and then floated further away.

In the yard outside the door, there were unknown bugs making noises. One after another, quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Rongfang got off the bed, blinked, and looked at the property bar that appeared.

The above clearly shows the new freedom attribute just obtained.

'Zhang Rongfang - Life 294-294.'

'Available attributes: 6.'

After waiting for so long, the attributes are finally full.

Expectation slowly rose in his heart.

Walking to the door, he opened it silently, and with a tap of his toes, the person flew out and jumped over the wall.

In a blink of an eye, he left Muchi Mansion and galloped on the street at night.

Ten seconds later.

Next to the city wall of Wushan Mansion, a figure floated out lightly, gliding and diving like a giant eagle, flying hundreds of meters to the ground.

Non-stop all the way, Zhang Rongfang went straight to Yuannv Gorge.

At his current full speed, 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 residence of Renxian Temple. The Human Immortal Temple in the Wishing Girl Gorge occupies only a small part of the area, and these areas are all places that have been proven to be free of fog.

In most areas of the canyon, there will be poisonous fog in the evening and morning.

To be honest, when Zhang Rongfang came here before, he didn't find that there was no place covered by poisonous smog.

On the contrary, they found these places easily when they came here this time.

He has reason to believe that this is the daughter who is secretly cooperating with him and assisting him.

Just like the blood god before.

At this time stepping into the mist, Zhang Rongfang did not stop, and continued to move forward.

He could feel that in the second blood lotus bud on the back, the blood lines belonging to the wishing girl were beating slightly, as if they were giving him some guidance. It also seems to be echoing something.

"It seems that you also noticed it?" Zhang Rongfang said softly.

It was clear that there was no one in the surrounding white mist, only him alone. But he seemed sure that someone could hear it.

The existence of gods and Buddhas is amazing.

They seem to have their own consciousness, but they don't seem to be human, they only act according to fixed laws.

Sometimes communicative, sometimes it seems emotionless, unconscious, rigid and indifferent.

Following his words, the white mist in front of him slowly dispersed, revealing a quiet stream.

Along the stream is a verdant green meadow.

The grass is wide and level, as if someone had carefully trimmed it.

Above it stands a brown wooden cabin.

The hut was empty, and the wooden door was open, as if to welcome him.

Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, looked at the intuitive warning on the attribute bar, there was no reminder on it, so he walked forward with confidence.

But he still didn't 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 against you, it seems to be here as well."

No one answered, only Zhang Rongfang's voice drifted around.

He didn't care when no one answered, he just calmly looked up at the sky, the top of his head was covered with snow and mist.

'start. ’ He lowered his head and instantly clicked on the plus sign behind his life.

swish.

All six attributes are added to life. The health value jumped from 294 to 300 in one go.

Everything returned to calm, without any change.

Zhang Rongfang did not move, still waiting quietly.

The stream is flowing, the mist is slowly dissipating, and the breeze is blowing the grass.

Suddenly there was a thin sound.

On the back of his body sitting cross-legged, on the skin where the second blood lotus grew, a gash suddenly opened.

The hole was dark, deep, palm-length, like a black eye.

Vaguely, something arched out from the black opening.

First a thin black wire, followed by a second.

Then came a pair of thin dark blue wings smooth as silk, with waves and arabesques.

With a puff, the wings fluttered. It was a blue butterfly crawling out from behind Zhang Rongfang.

It stretched its wings lightly, jumped forward, and flew up with a puff.

Immediately afterwards, one after another blue butterflies crawled out of the gap behind Zhang Rongfang, and there were more and more of them, denser and denser.

After flying out, it continued to dance around Zhang Rongfang.

Gradually, more and more butterflies became denser and denser, completely engulfing people in them, gradually making it difficult to see clearly.

They covered the skin and clothes, and even completely wrapped Zhang Rongfang into a human figure composed of blue butterflies.

Soon, with a whoosh, a breeze blew by.

All butterflies scatter and fly away.

The place was empty, except for a small puppet the size of a palm.

The villain's face suddenly looked exactly like Zhang Rongfang's.

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