MTL - My Attributes Cultivation Life-Chapter 727 727 Growth II

   Chapter 727 727 Growth II

  Zhang Rongfang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized it instantly.

   "Did you obey my will? That's why this ability appears."

   "It should be. Look at the part you absorb, let's call this kind of thing a spirit. Is the part you absorb more aggressive and destructive?" Yue Dewen asked.

  Zhang Rongfang flicked his finger, and part of the spirit particles on the fingertip flew out and hit the ground.

   Poof!

  Suddenly a fist-sized corrosion pit appeared on the ground.

   "It seems so." He nodded.

  He also understands what his nuanced ability is.

  This ability, when fully described, should be described as eliminating evil.

   "Is it my ability to remove harmful and evil places?" Zhang Rongfang felt this feeling for the first time.

  This feeling of purely relying on oneself to reach a higher level of martial arts.

  For two hundred years, he has ceased to practice hard all the time, and he is not thinking about his own realm.

  Although he has the assistance of various super bloodlines in his body, which saves him detours, this time is different from the past.

   This time, it was true that most of the cultivation was done by himself, and he finally reached this state.

  The ability to eliminate evil, in essence, even if all his attributes and blood talents are removed, it will still exist.

  Because this is the essential state that he comprehends by himself.

   "It really is separation." Yue Dewen exhaled, "You can separate fine substances and absorb some of them. Your ability is very suitable for healing."

  He seems to have misunderstood something.

  Zhang Rongfang paused for a while without explaining.

  Breakthrough in the realm of martial arts is a good thing for him, but even if there is no breakthrough, when he completes the abyss bloodline, he will be raised to a higher level.

  A huge level that cannot be described and covered by martial arts at all.

   "What are you going to do next?" Yue Dewen asked.

   "Don't worry, although the sky is sinking, isn't it still sinking?" Zhang Rongfang smiled.

  He is still very close to fulfilling his abyss talent, so he is really not in a hurry.

   "Outside, the Perpetual Palace and the Instant Pagoda may have almost completed the construction of the passageway. If they finish it ahead of schedule, they will leave." Yue Dewen frowned. "Aren't you worried?"

   "Naturally worried. But not so fast," Zhang Rongfang said.

   "How can you be sure?"

   "The disciple has his own way." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

  Talked with Master Yue about the applications of the Micro Realm. These applications need to be developed by ourselves.

  Being subtle doesn't mean you will become very powerful all at once. This is just a state, and you must have enough strong support to exert a powerful effect.

  For example, Yue Dewen is meticulous, but this kind of subtlety can only improve part of his strength, which is equivalent to a grade higher than the original strength, that's all.

   And Taki is also meticulous, but with the strongest physical support of the incomparably powerful spiritual eye clan, he can manipulate countless molecules and atoms in an instant to perform combined sword arrays. destroy anything.

   This is the huge computing power and terrifying power of the physical body, which brought him a terrifying increase.

  A powerful physical body is equivalent to hardware, and the realm of martial arts is equivalent to software.

  After eating and leaving the Taoist temple, Zhang Rongfang went to the Renxian Cave of the Wishing Girl Gorge as usual.

   This time, instead of flying slowly, he used the special ability obtained from the Heartburning Furnace. Cut through the space and transfer directly.

   As for the master and younger brother, he talked about soaking in the pool of blood, but in fact

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  Below the ninth floor of Taiyuan—the sea of ​​oblivion.

  Dawn Palace.

  The figure of Zhang Rongfang suddenly distorted and appeared, standing on the edge of the white jade platform.

   "Come here?" Di Ceng lay on his side on a corner of the platform, drinking slowly with a jug of wine in his hand.

   Except for him, the entire Chenxi Palace was empty, without a single person.

   "Something happened these few days, so I'm late." Zhang Rongfang replied. He took out a freshly baked rabbit leg from his sleeve and threw it over.

   "It's okay, as long as there is something delicious." Di crawled and caught the rabbit's leg with a smile.

  Since the blood alliance was completely defeated, it seems to avoid contact with the blood alliance.

  Whether it is the Shanna Tower, the Eternal Palace, or other forces, they have tacitly and completely sealed off the passage leading to the Dawn Palace.

  The entire Chenxi Palace was a little bustling for a while, and then returned to the original quiet and quiet state again.

   "I will gain a lot today." Di Zhan raised the flagon and blessed Zhang Rongfang.

   "I hope so." Zhang Rongfang smiled, but with those completely dark eyes, even if it was just a normal smile, there was something weird and evil, which made Di Crawler tremble slightly.

  Even though he has 'watched' it many times, he is still not used to it.

  With his extremely keen perception, he could feel that an extremely terrifying thing was being bred on Zhang Rongfang.

  He didn't know what it was, nor how Zhang Rongfang got it.

  But he clearly felt that if that thing grows up, it will definitely pose a huge threat to Taki.

  After saying hello to Di Zhan, Zhang Rongfang stopped for a while, and looked in the direction of the center of the Forgotten Sea, which was where the Forgotten Sea Core where Taki had been staying all year round.

  ‘Now is not the time to meet there. Just wait.’

  He jumped up, and flew down lightly, towards the sea of ​​oblivion at the bottom.

   This is a bloodline he obtained called the Lost Realm Demon, which comes with the talent of mind and telekinetic power.

   This talent is very easy to use. I am proficient in all miscellaneous tasks such as hallucinogenic transport and flying. Although the intensity of combat is not high, it is more convenient than all other talents in life.

   Down from the Dawn Palace, about two kilometers away, is the surface of the Forgotten Sea.

  In the pitch-black sea, countless blurred faces, black arms, wriggling and waving.

   Sea creatures with strange shapes are slowly wandering.

   Poof!

   Without any hesitation, Zhang Rongfang plunged into the water like a sharp arrow.

  The melting power contained in the sea water quickly covered him, but the skin and flesh that had just melted were immediately replaced by new flesh and blood.

  He continued to swim downstream without stopping.

  The surrounding area was pitch black, and occasionally there would be strange and blurred pale figures appearing behind him.

  The sharp voice of despair seemed to echo in his ears.

  Finally, he slowed down and came to the bottom of the Forgotten Sea, standing gently on the black sand with his legs.

   "I can feel your pain." Zhang Rongfang conveyed his meaning with the psychic ability of the mind flayer.

   "I can feel your despair." He continued.

   "Hate?"

   "Hate the instigator who designed all of this and imprisoned you here? Hate the so-called spirit-eyed people, who use you as burning firewood for their own selfish desires?"

  In the voice of his heart, there is a trace of imitated rhetoric, mixed with a trace of the emotional resonance ability of a succubus.

  As his words provoked, countless gods and Buddhas and countless souls in the surrounding seawater gradually boiled up.

   Densely packed pale faces emerged around Zhang Rongfang.

   Anger, hatred on their faces.

   "You are all losers!" Zhang Rongfang continued. "But being a loser doesn't mean you are weak!"

   "Many existences may be only one step away from success, but it is just such a small distance, you have failed."

  Zhang Rongfang sighed.

   "I feel sorry for you all. You are not weak, you just lost a little bit of luck, luck."

  Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand and made a subtle gesture.

   "And now, I'm here. It's not for sympathy, nor for salvation. I also have my purpose. But, while this purpose can help me, it can also give you a second chance. A chance for rebirth!"

  He spread his hands, and his words became more and more emotional.

   "Suppressed countless years of anger, waited countless years of loneliness, accumulated countless years of fear! You are no longer what you used to be!"

   Hiss.

   Following his speech, a dark crack gradually appeared between his brows and split open.

   "Come on! Come with me! Vent your hatred! Take revenge on the aloof spirit-eyed clan!!"

  Zhang Rongfang opened his arms.

  The crack between the eyebrows suddenly burst out with a powerful and incomparable attraction.

  The countless ghosts in the surrounding seawater were excited, roaring and wanting to rush into the crack.

  But the power of the Forgotten Sea forcibly restrained them, preventing them from leaving.

  At this time, Zhang Rongfang added another force.

  He and Yinhun exerted their strength at the same time. These ghosts, so powerful that even the long years in the sea of ​​oblivion could not completely wipe out their consciousness, finally escaped one by one and flew into the black crack.

   This is the demagogy work that Zhang Rongfang will do every few days.

   The Sea of ​​Forgotten actually has no sea water, it is mainly composed of countless forgotten ghosts and souls.

  Then the soul quality is mixed with countless ghosts who have not yet destroyed themselves, as well as gods and Buddhas who still maintain their own will, that is, spirit hosts.

  The sea water separates the flesh and debris, and precipitates into the bottom of the sea, and the rest is the light soul body.

  Whether it is an ordinary ghost or a host ghost. In fact, there is no difference in essence.

   It’s just that the spirit ghost should be bigger, while the ordinary ghost should be denser and tougher.

  The ghosts who can survive in the sea of ​​oblivion are all ruthless characters.

  Before, Zhang Rongfang used the ghost mansion, and there was no way to rob them.

   But this time, he walked into the crowd at close range, gave them strength and courage with words, and then pushed behind him.

  In this way, the ghost only needs to cross a little distance to enter his body, reincarnate as a part of the abyss, and become the food for strengthening his conscious soul.

   "Come on. Come on, I will give you a new life, and we will wait forever, and we will live and die together!"

  Zhang Rongfang opened his arms, and the black crack between his eyebrows was more attractive than ever before.

   After getting into the details, he acquired the ability called eliminating evil, which can accurately eliminate evil ghosts in the surrounding sea water.

  The more evil and the greater the negative emotions, the more help he can get.

   Groups of ghosts shrunk rapidly as they approached him, and then turned into a line, burrowing into the gap between the eyebrows.

  In the past, he would bewitch four or five ghosts at most, and then he had to change places, because only a strong enough ghost could cooperate with him to break free from the shackles of the Forgotten Sea.

   But this time.

  With his help, there are too many ghosts who can break free.

   More than a dozen ghosts fly into the crack every second.

   Anger, hatred, fear, pain, despair, countless ghosts with negative emotions, transformed into abyssal worms one after another under the transformation of abyssal consciousness, descended on the vast plain in Zhang Rongfang's body.

  Accompanied by Zhang Rongfang's consciousness and mental power, which skyrocketed like a rocket.

  The realm of martial arts that had only just entered into the subtleties quickly stabilized, and the huge mental power at this moment deduced and thought towards a higher level by itself.

  Every ghost transformed by him, every consciousness, will become a boost for Zhang Rongfang when thinking.

  Unconsciously provide computing power to help him solve problems one by one.

  In a sense, at this time, he is equivalent to a parallel computer with powerful computing power, which can perform tens of thousands of computing tasks at the same time.

   But not enough. Compared to Taki, this is far from enough!

  Every time Zhang Rongfang thinks back to that defeat, he can understand how big a gully is between him and Taki.

  Now, the opponent has already stagnated, but he is catching up.

  (end of this chapter)