My Attributes Cultivation Life

Zhang Rongfang didn't say more, and was going to bypass this person and leave.

Unexpectedly, he only took a few steps, and suddenly a long stick appeared in front of him.

The long stick was extremely black, and the top was polished into an octagonal shape.

The eight-edged stick roared with a gust of wind and smashed into his chest.

Zhang Rongfang leaned back and watched as the stick passed through the tip of his nose.

Suddenly the long stick changed direction temporarily and pressed down.

Bang! !

The stick hit the ground, splashing mud.

Zhang Rongfang's feet had already moved away from below.

He connected his hands on the ground, leveraging his body and rushing forward.

In one move, Dao Yan in Emperor Yan's talisman used his palm as a knife and slashed heavily at the opponent's right arm holding the stick.

The palm knife goes from bottom to top, the angle is hidden and tricky, and it is used with the explosive strength of the Yan Emperor Talisman.

This time, Zhang Rongfang was certain that as long as the opponent was below the sixth rank, the reaction speed could not be resisted no matter what.

In other words, this move is enough to kill everyone below Grade 6.

Boom! !

To his surprise, the knife was heavily blocked by the side of the long stick.

Zhang Rongfang's palm hurt slightly, he changed his hands to clench his fists, and launched a lightning-like attack with the Yan Emperor Talisman.

Under the close proximity, the two of them held a stick and the other was empty-handed. Under the darkness of the night, their figures changed and they quickly fought.

Without a fight, Zhang Rongfang clearly felt that his strength was not as good as the opponent's.

But although his strength is inferior, his speed is a bit faster than the opponent.

The fists and stick shadows are intertwined between the two, so fast that it is almost impossible for ordinary people to see clearly.

There is no flaw in their tricks, and the difference in strength and speed is not big. It was evenly matched for a while.

The more he fought, the more familiar Zhang Rongfang felt.

The opponent's figure gradually revealed with the fight.

A vague guess slowly appeared in his mind.

"You are....!?"

"That's it for today." The other party suddenly divided the long stick into two sections, and the speed increased sharply for a moment, focusing heavily on Zhang Rongfang's arms.

Bang! !

The two separated from each other, and stepped back more than ten steps to stop.

"Tan Yang is stronger than me, there are at least three others, so you can do it yourself." After the figure finished speaking, he turned and walked away quickly.

Zhang Rongfang did not chase, but touched the outside of his arms, where he was just hit.

At this time, dull pains gradually came from both places, and it was obvious that the flesh was injured.

Just now, the opponent suddenly split the long stick into two, and the trick exploded, most likely using a limit-breaking technique.

Suddenly, he was slightly injured.

But this is also related to the other party's lack of killing intent.

When a person has the intention to kill, he will be merciless, ruthless and decisive, and point to the key points everywhere.

It is also easier to be vigilant.

But the other side did not.

In the end, he was injured, and he did not pursue the victory, but only hit the point.

Obviously the warning means more.

Zhang Rongfang guessed in his heart that in fact, the strength of that person just now had slightly surpassed the previous Black Ten Sect Annova.

Head-to-head, he couldn't beat any of them.

More importantly, this person's movement is much stronger than Anova.

When did Tan Yang appear so many masters?

"Three?" Zhang Rongfang didn't think about it anymore, and walked back into the city quickly.

He has probably guessed the identity of the person just now.

In the whole of Tan Yangcheng, at his current state, there are not many people who can stabilize his head.

Now the other party came forward to warn, in fact, it was a reminder in disguise.

back home.

Zhang Rongfang changed his clothes and washed his body with water.

After handing in the scriptures and silk this time, he intends to completely quiet down and not care about anything.

Focus on improving yourself first.

After learning that there are masters above the ninth rank, there is still the shock brought by the strange idol.

Zhang Rongfang was originally satisfied with his strength, but now his mentality has changed again.

Above the ninth grade, there is also a super grade, which is a level that only people with extraordinary talents can touch.

On the super product, there is actually a master...

It seems he still has a long way to go.

Now that the scriptures and silks have been handed over, it is time for him to return to his normal life.

After washing up, Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged in the middle of the room.

Close your eyes.

The property bar reappears.

Looking at the attribute points that had become two points, he did not hesitate to add all of them to the Guanxu Gong.

hiss....

He seemed to hear the sound of fine breath flowing in his ears.

A large number of warm currents appeared in the form of a network, appearing in his internal organs out of thin air, and began to penetrate rapidly.

At the same time, the massive memories and insights of practicing Guanxu Gong quickly entered Zhang Rongfang's consciousness.

The Great Zhoutian accelerates the circulation, absorbing all the heat flow and transforming it into a little bit of subtle matter.

These subtle substances accumulate more and more, gradually sink, and condense and combine at the dantian.

Over time, slowly, the size of a fingernail. A special inner alchemy composed of liquid groups appeared in Zhang Rongfang's dantian.

That inner alchemy gives the impression that there is nothing.

He opened his eyes and reached out to touch, but couldn't touch anything.

But close your eyes and carefully perceive, but you can clearly perceive the existence of inner alchemy.

With the inner core as the core, all the qi and blood of the body first go to the inner core of the dantian to gather, and then disperse from there to diffuse into the whole body.

As if it became the second heart of the human body.

With the success of the pill formation, Zhang Rongfang obviously felt that his spirit and body had undergone special changes.

It's like getting a good night's sleep and getting up early in the morning to stretch and stretch.

At this time, his whole body was extremely transparent, and he felt that there was no blockage or delay.

Then....

And then gone....

Looking at the attribute column, the life attribute at this time has changed again.

Regardless of the upper and lower limits, all turned into one number: 30.

'Could it be that thirty is the watershed of the stage of forming an elixir? ’

"No." Zhang Rongfang clearly remembered that when he was in the Qinghe Palace, the pure master of the palace, Zhang Chunxi, did not practice martial arts, and his life was up to 27.

‘It is also possible that in this realm of literature and art, the life attributes added at each stage are increased proportionally. ’

After discovering that there was no change in his spirit other than improving his spirit, Zhang Rongfang finally gave up his expectations for immortality.

Originally, he was thinking that maybe he could develop some special magical powers through Wen Gong.

The results now appear to be...

After breaking through the Core Formation Stage, he got up and began to practice the Soul Fixing Talisman again.

This time it was completely smooth and without any tingling.

"Sure enough, dual cultivation of civil and military is the last word to truly break through the limit. Unfortunately... ordinary people can't be like me."

Ordinary people have spent all their energy and time just practicing martial arts, not to mention literary skills.

Many Wen Gong practices are slower than martial arts.

In addition, many people started to practice after the age of 30 when their qi and blood decreased. In fact, it was already too late.

'What's more, you have to practice until at least the stage of forming an elixir before you can break through the threshold of the first rank... No, I also took Jinxi Dan before, and the combination of the two can break the natural upper limit.

If it is replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that I will have to reach a higher realm to break through the upper limit... By then, I am afraid that pure text Xiu will be fifty or sixty years old. ’

After practicing the soul-fixing talisman several times, there is no longer any tingling sensation.

Zhang Rongfang finally confirmed that he really broke through the natural limit and raised the bottleneck of his body to the ninth grade.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it is to break through the fixed soul talisman and reach the ninth rank!

In addition, he suddenly remembered the text symbols on the scriptures.

Standing up, he walked to his chest of drawers and took out a small locked box from the bottom drawer.

Opening the box, there was a roll of white cloth scriptures that had been copied down quietly inside.

The scriptures are so important, and when he succeeded, he was known, and there was a faint strangeness in them.

So he immediately copied the scriptures and made a backup copy.

Then he always made plans to discard and hand over the original silk and silk.

Looking at the scriptures in front of him, Zhang Rongfang recalled the three talents who had mastered lock texts that he had seen in the previous intelligence.

'It seems that I have to find an opportunity to learn this kind of lock text. ’

He intends to find one of those three people and completely master the language of lock text.

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Deep in the jungle.

Xiong Wuye staggered and ran wildly in the woods.

The clothes on his body had become cloth strips, and were scratched by passing bushes and thorns.

He also rolled down the **** once in the middle.

His face was bruised and his nose was bruised.

But even so, there were still people following him behind him.

"Why....why can someone find me wherever I hide??!"

He became more and more desperate.

Touching the small statue in his arms, he couldn't understand it at all.

Along the way, he was rushing towards Tan Yangcheng.

He belongs to the Golden Winged Building, and his only hope now is to seek the shelter of Tanyang Golden Winged Building!

I heard that Mr. Bai Ying, who was newly appointed by Tan Yang, has high strength and tyrannical means. As long as I hand in the statue and explain the situation clearly, I will definitely survive...

He had sent a bamboo letter to the contact person on Tan Yang's side before. Soon, the responder here should be coming soon.

"Wait.... As long as I can survive, I swear by Xiong Wuye, I must... must... revenge!!"

Recalling the cry of the teacher before his death, Xiong Wuye's body once again poured out new power.

His stamina, which was about to dry up, seemed to have been saved again.

The pace quickened and continued to rush towards the contact direction.

Not long after, he finally saw a tall man wearing steel armguards in the forest.

The man's face wore a black mask unique to the Golden Wings Building, and there was a white vertical mark between his eyebrows, indicating that the person was not an ordinary member.

"Sure enough, it's here! The person who came is Tan Yang's answer!?" Xiong Wuye flashed a deep surprise in his eyes, and stepped forward to approach.

"Exactly." The man turned around and looked at him, the eyes under the mask flashed with surprise.

"What's the matter with you? How did you get it like this?"

"I...I'm being hunted down...Quick...take me to meet Mr. Bai Ying! I have important notes to hand in!"

Xiong Wuye was a member of the main building belonging to the Bai Ying lineage, so he naturally asked to see Bai Ying at this time.

"Chase?? Where is the notebook?" The man asked with a frown.

"On me! Carry it close to your body!"

As soon as the voice fell, an iron arm suddenly swung out, and with a subtle sound of breaking the air, it slammed into the center of Xiong Wuye's chest.

Kacha~www.readwn.com~ The sound of fracture spread.

Xiong Wuye was thrown more than a meter away and fell to the ground.

He twitched all over, lying on his back, spitting blood from his mouth, staring at the tall man who approached with puzzled eyes.

"Sorry, if you want to blame it, it's your fault, why didn't you listen to your teacher..."

The man bent over and found the idol and the note booklet from him.

"You're also...a secret sect...a spy!!?" Xiong Wuye struggled, scratching his hands on the ground in vain. There was pain and hatred in his eyes.

"..." The man didn't answer.

Clear rays of light pierced through the woodland, falling on him, illuminating his face.

That face is one of the three generals under Zhang Rongfang of the Golden Wings Building - Zhao Tianming!