My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 28 (Chapter 28)

hiss.

Zhang Rongfang's relaxed legs, together with his back, suddenly became hot.

Countless streams of heat surged and stirred in his body.

His mind started to feel dizzy, and the scene where he practiced the steps of the Dragon Snake Tour countless times emerged.

As the memory was repeated, Zhang Rongfang's legs gradually began to swell, becoming stronger and stronger.

The leg bones were also slightly elongated, causing his height to be at least three centimeters higher.

Muscles are constantly being torn, restructured, from normal to stronger again and again.

This phenomenon lasted for several minutes before slowly ending.

call.

Under the candlelight, Zhang Rongfang stood up from the chair and stretched his legs.

At this moment, he felt that the strength of his waist and legs was much stronger than before. Moreover, he is extremely proficient in the pace and mentality of the Dragon Snake Lifting Technique.

With a heartbeat, Zhang Rongfang jumped forward suddenly.

hiss.

As he walked, his body was close to the ground, his steps were dense and brisk, and he faintly made a faint sound of snakes.

The sound is not loud, much smaller than the footsteps of ordinary people.

If it is in the mountains and forests, it is easy to be covered by the sound of wind and leaves.

For a while, Zhang Rongfang ran back and forth five or six times in just a few seconds in the small space of the room.

He stopped suddenly, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and his movements changed extremely quickly.

"Good technique!"

Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but praise, Zhang Rongfang felt that although the Dragon and Snake Lifting Technique did not improve his strength as a whole, it had greatly improved the strength and movement of his legs.

Moreover, after completing this exercise, the speed is much faster than before.

'The speed is increased, and if you sprint and attack together with Yue Xingfu, the power will be much greater. '

Zhang Rongfang was satisfied.

Facts have proved that it is indeed the right way for him to choose poor and easy-to-learn exercises and build them up to master.

At least it can improve his actual combat ability in a very short period of time.

The attribute points are used up, the skills have been improved, and Zhang Rongfang is also satisfied. He washes his face and feet immediately, and sleeps in the end.

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Boom!

Xiao Rong's face was ashen, and he hit the armrest of the seat with his palm, breaking the armrest into several sections, and scattered them to the ground.

He looked at the letter paper on the tea table in front of him, and his chest heaved violently at the words written on it.

Jiao Teng. Zhao Dacong and Hong Da stood aside, also with angry expressions on their faces.

"Jiao Teng, what do you think of my junior sister!!? Now that she's gone, what's the use of you coming back alone!?"

Zhao Dacong's face was distorted, staring at Jiao Teng and angrily reprimanded.

"Disciple. Guilty! I just went to the latrine. How could I think of it?"

Jiao Teng looked guilty, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed to Xiao Rong.

"Stop arguing. The only good news now is that the other party has another purpose, and they probably won't do anything to Junior Sister. We must redeem her as soon as possible." Hong Da said in a deep voice.

"It is mentioned in the letter that only the master is allowed to go down the mountain to the appointed place." He continued, "But we can follow behind quietly and be ready to help at any time."

"Can arrest people from Qinghe Palace. Where is Chen Wuyou??!" Xiao Rong asked suddenly.

"I went to look for him, and he is indeed not in my room." Jiao Teng said in a deep voice. "Junior Sister is in the Taoist Palace, if she is forcibly taken away in front of many Taoists, there is definitely a chance to scream, but she didn't. Obviously, the only people who can make her cooperate like this are the people she knows and trusts the most. .”

"Chen Wuyou!!!" Zhao Dacong gritted his teeth angrily. "I knew it was him!"

"Where's Zhang Rongfang? Is it possible?" Xiao Rong took a deep breath and asked.

"Impossible! Junior Sister Xiaoying never trusted Junior Brother Rongfang! Master, you still don't believe that Junior Brother Rongfang was wronged!?" Zhao Dalcong raised his voice and asked back with an ugly expression.

"Pack up your things and go down the mountain together tomorrow!" Xiao Rong didn't answer, "Hong Da, don't go, just inform the supervisor about everything, and he will know what to do."

"Yes! Master!" Hong Da clasped his fists in a deep voice.

"Long Cong, Jiao Teng, the two of you will come with me. Let's pay attention to the sound, so that no one will detect our tracks. Find each other first, and saving lives is the most important thing!" Xiao Rong ordered.

"To save people this time, the number of people is not expensive. Everyone, bring your communication tubes. Once Xiaoying is safely rescued, launch them immediately so that the prison can lead people to surround and suppress them."

"yes!"

Several people responded together.

It's just that although Jiao Teng harmonized together, there was a strange look in his eyes.

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the next day.

The backyard of Zhang Xuan's attic.

Zhang Xuan was not there, Zhang Xintai and Zhang Rongfang were coming and going in the courtyard, fisting each other, and carefully unraveling their moves.

Zhang Xintai had one hand behind his back, and he dealt with it with one hand, with a calm expression on his face.

As a second rank, he is stronger than Zhang Rongfang in terms of strength, speed, and explosion.

After all, Zhang Rongfang is still only at the level of muscle training, and his physical fitness has not been developed to the advanced level in all aspects.

Not long after, Zhang Xintai used force with one hand, swung his moves, and took a step back.

"Okay, it's almost time to dismantle the move. Take a rest first."

"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"By the way, Rong Fang, I saw Xiao Rong descending the mountain with several of his disciples this morning. Judging by his expression, something must have happened. Do you know the news?" Zhang Xintai asked curiously.

"Going down the mountain?" Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "I came back with you, senior brother, and we never left the room. What do you know?"

"I also heard." Before Zhang Xintai finished speaking, there was a burst of inquiry from outside the door.

"Senior brother Zhang Xintai is here, and the Supervisory Academy is recruiting for something. Please go to the Xuanxin Hall to gather."

The voice was clear and steady, and he left quickly after speaking.

"It's so urgent. It seems that there is something urgent. I'll take a step first and talk about it later." Zhang Xintai said to Zhang Rongfang after hearing the voice.

Without delay, he quickly walked out of the backyard, through the back door, and headed towards Xuanxin Hall.

Zhang Rongfang stood where he was, recalling what Zhang Xintai said, inexplicably, combined with the scene where he met Taoist Qishan escorting the box last night.

"Is it possible that something really happened?"

Standing where he was, he practiced the Misty Step with the Vigor Talisman again, but unfortunately he was restless, worried about Senior Sister Zhao Dacong, so that he lost his concentration and the effect was not good.

He didn't force it at the moment, he left the attic and returned to his room.

As soon as he took out the key to open the door, Zhang Rongfang saw a note on his desk at a glance.

"Um??"

He glanced around the note, and his eyes fell on the slightly wider window slit.

It must have come in through a window slit.

Going forward, Zhang Rongfang carefully opened the note with a rag, across his hands.

There was a line written on the note: Be careful of Chen Wuyou and his son.

The handwriting is crooked, and it seems to be difficult to write.

Zhang Rongfang recognized at a glance that this was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dacong.

When Zhao Dacong was a child, his family favored boys over girls, so he didn't have the opportunity to go to school to learn characters, so he started to learn slowly when he arrived at Qinghe Palace.

On weekdays, she often asks Zhang Rongfang some writing questions.

That's why Zhang Rongfang was able to recognize that it was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dacong.

He pinched the note.

‘Senior sister, why are you passing the note to me at this time? She should have known that I have always suspected Chen Wuyou was the one.”

'The handwriting is indeed written by the senior sister, unless someone is good at copying handwriting.

So, why is she passing a note to me at this time? '

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply grabbed the note and went out to find Zhao Dacong.

This time is still in the morning. He has a rotation today and doesn't need to do morning classes.

All the way along the alleyway, I came to the disciple's room where Zhao Dacong lived.

The door of the room was locked, and it was empty and empty.

Zhang Rongfang quickly went to the martial arts dojo, which is where Zhao Dacong often practiced martial arts.

Same no one.

There was also the hidden martial arts practice space in the back mountain before, but there was still no one there.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang vaguely felt something was wrong.

Back in the disciple's room, he quickly asked a few handyman disciples who were passing by.

"Senior Sister Zhao, did you see that you went down the mountain with Master Mingguang early in the morning?" a handyman disciple asked in surprise.

"This morning?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"That's right, there are several other disciples of Master Mingguang, as well as Senior Brother Jiao Tengjiao." The handyman disciple replied.

"Do you know where they went?"

"I don't know, but you can ask Senior Brother Hong Da and Senior Sister Chen Hui. They still stayed on the mountain. I just sent a change of shoes."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Rongfang cupped his fists, turned around and left quickly.

He didn't care what happened to Xiao Rong, he had helped him a few times, and when he was finally expelled from the teacher's school, he had already repaid the favor.

But senior sister Zhao Dacong took good care of him, this time the senior sister came to pass the note out of nowhere, and something might happen.

Otherwise, why didn't she come and talk to him in person, but use a note? Obviously this method is very unfamiliar to her.

The biggest possibility is that she didn't have time to say it herself, and it was inconvenient to come to him to say it.

Combined with the action of going down the mountain early this morning.

It is very likely that Xiao Rong encountered an accident, so he took Senior Sister Zhao Dacong and others down the mountain together.

Things are likely to be urgent.

Without stopping, Zhang Rongfang immediately went to Hongda's room.

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Thirteen miles away from Qinghe Palace, there is a pool of water.

The dense small waterfall falls vertically from a high place, smashing into the small green pool below, splashing pieces of water and mist.

A group of people dressed in white and blue robes walked quickly through the forest and came to the pool.

"It's right here." The old Taoist who took the lead wore gray gloves on his hands, a pair of tight-fitting cowhide boots on his feet, and slender cloth belts on his arms.

His eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of anxiety on his face.

This person is Xiao Rong, who just came down from the mountain.

Standing behind him are his disciples Jiao Teng and Zhao Dacong.

The three of them searched the vicinity for a long time, but they didn't find any other figures.

In the end, in desperation, I could only follow the agreement and come here first.

"Someone is coming!" Jiao Teng suddenly reminded, pointing to the woodland on the other side of the pool.

Xiao Rong and the two hurriedly looked there, and sure enough, they saw several thin masked men, carrying messy weapons, escorting a familiar figure, slowly coming out of the forest.

The three of them took a closer look, and found that the figure was Xiao Rong's daughter, Xiao Qingying, whom they had been looking for all along.

At this time, Xiao Qingying's clothes were still intact, but with a rag stuffed in her mouth, she was so speechless.

"Little Ying! You." Xiao Rong became excited immediately, and took a step forward.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

Boom! !

A strong force hit him hard from behind.

Xiao Rong was beaten on the spot and fell forward, with a tightness in her chest.

puff.

He opened his mouth and vomited a big mouthful of blood.