My Attributes Cultivation Life

Seeing that it was Zhang Rongfang, Li Fuhua replied in a low voice, "That person's name is Yan Kun, an old friend of Senior Sister Zhao. This time, he came from another Taoist palace to communicate and stay temporarily. I don't know what happened, so the two of them started to learn from each other."

"That person is also a second rank?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"It's the third rank, but Senior Sister Zhao is naturally strong and doesn't seem to suffer." Li Fuhua replied.

Zhang Rongfang nodded, and he saw it too.

Zhao Dalong is worthy of being the second rank. His speed, strength, and all aspects surpass him by a lot.

If he really wanted him to go up and fight, I'm afraid he won't be able to last a few moves, and he will break his defensive posture and be severely injured.

But this is also the result of more than ten years of hard work. How long has he been practicing.

It's just that Zhao Dacong is stronger, and the yellow-haired Taoist is stronger.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the people around, most of them were entry-level martial artists, and they were all at the blood-nourishing level.

The one that comes in is one that doesn't.

After all, after entering the rank, you can go to the Lingguan Hall to complete the assessment and receive more monthly money.

Many good people who have bought into the product will go to Huaxin County to buy a house and live when they have money. Generally do not come to the martial arts dojo.

After all, there are very few people like Zhao Dalong.

After a while, the two of them suddenly collided with their fists, and at the same time stepped back and clasped their fists.

"Acceptance." That Yan Kun indifferently handed over and turned to leave.

Zhao Dalong stood on the spot, his face was slightly red, which was a sign of the rapid surging of Qi and blood in his whole body.

"Senior sister! Are you alright!?"

Zhang Rongfang and the others hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay, I still lost..." Zhao Dalong sighed. "I didn't expect that he has now broken the third limit and stepped into the third rank..."

A few people helped her aside, and someone brought a wooden stool to let her sit down.

"Breaking the limit one more time has such a big impact on strength?" A young Taoist couldn't help but ask.

"Although the ninth grades were assessed by the imperial court, they were roughly divided, also known as the nine major limits.

Among them, the first time the limit is broken the most, and the next time it is weaker.

Yan Kun has broken the limit three times. If you think about it seriously, he is not much better than me. It's just a little bit stronger than me. I lost or lost because of lack of actual combat experience. "

Zhao Dalong sighed.

"I was naturally stronger than him before, so when we were at the same level, he couldn't beat me. Now, this guy is back for revenge."

Zhang Rongfang listened on the side, thoughtfully.

After resting for a while, seeing that Zhao Dalong was all right, everyone also found a place to practice the tricks.

Li Fuhua simply went to Zhang Rongfang. After all, on the surface, Zhang Rongfang is only at the entry level.

The two stood opposite each other, and Li Fuhua made the first move.

She strode forward and punched her chest.

This move is called being a doorman. It is also in the thirty-two strokes of the Yue-type talisman.

Li Fuhua's strength moves and the coordination of moves and steps are all good. After the move, some people around couldn't help but applaud.

But in Zhang Rongfang's eyes, her movements were clumsy and rough, and her moves were weak and indecisive.

He made a light move, and easily deflected Li Fuhua to the right, almost falling.

"Come again!" Li Fuhua refused to accept it, and regained her position. She rushed down the Chaori Peak again and hit the joint of Zhang Rongfang's right arm.

Bang.

Unfortunately, when she swung her arm halfway, she was precisely intercepted by Zhang Rongfang, and she could no longer use her back force, so she could only change her move.

Just next, more than ten moves in a row, no matter how she changed, she was precisely pushed or blocked by Zhang Rongfang.

It was obvious that Zhang Rongfang was not as hard as her, but it turned out to be much easier than her.

"Huh?" Zhao Dalong on the side was surprised when he saw this.

"This is a move that has reached a complete and transparent level." She stood up from the wooden bench where she was resting and carefully observed Zhang Rongfang.

With the fight on the field, the more she looked, the more certain she became. It is indeed a Yue-shaped talisman of the perfect and transparent level.

"Senior sister, is it so powerful after completing the practice of the moves?" Li Fuhua was easily repelled again, and when she heard the words, she asked out of breath.

"Well, in the sect's sparring, the skill training is successful, which is very restrained to the same sect. You can't beat him now." Zhao Dalong nodded.

"To be able to practice the Yue type talisman to this point, you need a good understanding. The next stage is to wait for the accumulation of time and pass the physical change stage of nourishing blood and strengthening tendons, and then you can try to break the limit and enter the product."

She sighed and said, "In fact, what we martial artists need most is understanding and innate physique.

Comprehension can make people comprehend and learn martial arts faster. The innate physique can make our body better enhanced by martial arts. "

"It seems that my comprehension is okay?" Zhang Rongfang said with a smile when he saw that Li Fuhua was no longer fighting.

"It's not bad." Zhao Dalong nodded, "If you can keep up with your physique, it is estimated that you will be able to break the limit in four or five years."

"Then Senior Sister, after breaking through the limit, what will happen? Can you talk about it?"

Zhang Rongfang showed a little bit of his potential as planned, and began to ask about new things.

"After breaking the limit, depending on the focus of martial arts practice, the body will be strengthened to varying degrees. The strength will increase and the skin will thicken. The rest will be gone..." Zhao Dalcon shook his head.

She looked at Zhang Rongfang, and from the confrontation just now, she could vaguely see that Zhang Rongfang seemed to be hiding a little bit of strength, and this kid didn't seem to be as simple as he seemed.

"You still want to go in the future..."

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Zhang, the master told you to hurry over there!"

Suddenly, her words were interrupted, and from a distance Sun Yuanfeng hurried over, his expression a little wrong.

"What's going on?" Zhao Dalong frowned.

"It's Senior Sister Xiao Qingying, the handyman disciple who was with her... disappeared." Sun Yuanfeng said quickly.

"Missing?" Zhang Rongfang was startled, and the first thing that came to his mind was Chen Wuyou.

For such a long time, because Xiao Rong was suspicious of him, most of the time Xiao Qingying acted with another female handyman disciple.

but now....

Zhang Rongfang knew that the situation had changed. If it was Chen Wuyou this time, then...

The three of them left the martial arts field without delay and rushed to the attic where Xiao Rong lived.

On the first floor of the attic, in the hall.

Xiao Rong's face was stern, while Xiao Qingying's face was pale.

The rest of the disciples, Jiao Teng, had already arrived as the senior brother, and stood by with an ugly expression.

Seeing Zhao Dalong, Zhang Rongfang arrived, Jiao Teng looked at Xiao Rong.

"Master, according to what Junior Sister Xiaoying said, I'm afraid people have now... The most urgent task is not to find someone who is responsible, but to ensure the safety of Junior Sister Xiaoying."

Xiao Rong was silent, sitting on the Taishi chair, motionless.

No one knew what he was thinking.

After Zhang Rongfang and Zhao Dalong came in, they paid their respects, and then stood aside.

Seeing Zhang Rongfang, Xiao Rong's eyes flickered.

"From today onwards, Rong Fang, you must follow Xiaoying anytime and anywhere, and you are not allowed to leave. If anything happens to her, even if she dies, you will save her life for me! Do you understand?"

Zhang Rongfang's heart froze, he walked out quickly, and bowed his hands.

"Disciple understands!"

He was promoted as a disciple to protect and remind Xiao Qingying, and now the other one was missing by a handyman, so naturally he had to make up for it.

In this world, as long as there is a reason, a master has the right to deal with his disciples at will. Even if it is executed, no one can say anything.

"Jiao Teng." Xiao Rong said again.

"The disciple is here!" Jiao Teng walked out hastily.

"I'll leave the investigation to you, be sure to give me an answer!" Xiao Rong said solemnly.

"Yes!" Jiao Teng clasped his fists.

Next, Xiao Rong ordered Zhao Dalong to cooperate and protect Xiao Qingying, but she didn't even mention the second senior brother Chen Wuyou.

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Outside Huaxin County, in the mountains and forests.

In the dry and yellow grassy jungle, a figure quickly passed through the bushes and grasses, came to a big tree with a white triangle engraved, and waited quietly.

In the evening, the night is getting darker.

Not long after, two strong men in old single clothes, carrying long-handled machetes, walked quickly to a few meters in front of the figure and stopped.

"Brother, we've finished the work too, shouldn't it be time to pay off the money?" The strong man with a scar on his chin said coldly.

"I asked you to tie people up, but I didn't tell you to kill people! Now you have the nerve to ask me for money??" The figure said emotionally in his voice.

"Hey, that **** still wanted to scream after being caught. We couldn't hold back, so we cut the neck. Anyway, we've done the work. If you don't give the money, you can figure out the consequences." The strong man with scars sneered.

The figure paused for a while, then raised his hand and threw something away.

It is a grey cloth purse.

The strong man caught it, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly smiled.

"I want you to do something." The figure said again. "After it's done, pay double the price!"

"It's easy to talk, you can talk about something!" Scar Zhuang Chinese's tone changed. There was also a smile on his face.

"Since you've already started, let's just get a few people!" At this moment, a ray of sunset rays shone on the figure's face, illuminating his entire face.

Impressively, it is Qinghe Palace Chen Wuyou.

"As long as you support my father to go further and take a firm seat, then the Qinghe Palace will join forces with you, whether it's a transaction or money, it won't be a problem."

"What do you mean...?" The strong man with the scar was moved.

"I want you to come out, catch Xiao Qingying, lead Xiao Rong out, and completely abolish him!" Chen Wuyou said fiercely.

Last time, he almost succeeded, but Xiao Qingying ran away. Later, he wanted to contact him, but was stopped by Xiao Rong.

Obviously, Xiao Rong not only suspected that kid named Zhang Rongfang, but also suspected him.

At a later meeting in the Dao Palace, Xiao Rong had a faint intention of leaning towards the prison, which made Chen Wuyou annoyed.

His father inspected Chen Zhihan and was quite dissatisfied with him.

Since he couldn't pull it out, he simply abolished the old guy. Now that the mountain bandit army has joined forces, if they are not worried that the exposure will provoke the Lingting to clear it, they can directly grab the position.

Anyway, the immortal old Qing and the palace master have not much strength left.

What kind of waves can a rank six who is too old to move?

"Yes. But according to your information, the old guy still has stubborn stubble, two second-grade apprentices, you have to calculate the money separately. And you have to help us buy food afterward!" road.

"Boss Huang was a fourth-rank expert in the imperial court before, so he's still afraid of two second-rank?" Chen Wuyou frowned.

"Hey, okay, as long as the money is in place, it's easy to say." The strong man with scars smiled.

His Iron Tiger Art has reached the limit of his art, his whole body is full of qi and blood, and he is in his prime. Before the uprising, Yu Lingting was just rated as the fourth rank.

To deal with a third-rate sect master like the Qinghegong, it's really not a big problem to pick one or two one-on-one.

Not to mention that he never goes alone, and the hundreds of brothers under his command are not vegetarians.

"In addition, the old man's eldest disciple, Jiao Teng, has been persuaded by us and will cooperate secretly when the time comes. I will create an opportunity to go out in a few days, and this time I should be able to capture it." Chen Wuyou said.

"Yin enough, but I like it! Hahahaha!" The strong man with scars laughed happily.

"By the way, last time I had two brothers who were killed by Xiao Qingying's follower Taoist priest. This time I must lead him out as well. I will kill him with my own hands!" He said fiercely.

"It's just a trail with no rank, whatever you want." Chen Wuyou nodded, his eyes cold.