Chapter 314： 314 under the secret

Chapter 314 Chapter 314 Secret

In this scene, even though Zhang Rongfang was always bold, he couldn't help being frightened and took a few steps back.

"What the hell!?" He looked at the face outside the door in horror.

That face was three meters long and two meters wide, with blood-red skin all over, as if composed of countless flowing blood.

Among the five eyes, each one is composed of black swirls and white fluorescence.

The white fluorescence is the white of the eye, and the black swirl is the pupil.

They were all staring at Zhang Rongfang.

‘Flesh. Flesh.’

‘Worship I will get. Immortality and strong flesh and blood.’

'Adore me'

'serve me'

Blood God's face squeezed into the cabin deformed, approaching and approaching Zhang Rongfang.

It's getting closer and closer.

Suddenly it opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Zhang Rongfang.

Hoo!

in the dark.

Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang sat up from the bed, covered in sweat.

He was panting heavily, his clothes were almost wet with sweat.

"What's going on!?" He hurriedly looked around, there was no blood **** face, and the cabin was all the same without any changes.

Moonlight shines in from the round window, quiet and peaceful.

"Is it a dream?" Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath and then let it out.

Since practicing martial arts, he has not had a dream for a long time.

In other words, even if he had a dream, he would not remember it. This kind of sleep is of the highest quality.

But today, he inexplicably had a nightmare about the blood god.

Turning over and putting on his shoes, Zhang Rongfang frowned and stood up from the bed.

‘Given how stable my qi and blood are, I would be disturbed by nightmares to the point where I am completely refreshed. This is not normal! '

He closed his eyes, recalling everything he had experienced during the day.

Nothing abnormal.

The only thing that was a little unusual was that perhaps the statue of the blood **** was taken away, and he also read the secret scroll of blood bathing ritual attached to the blood god.

‘Speaking of which, why are there so many Buddhist sects of the Great Spirit God, but what people often see are always worshipers of the gods and warriors.

The legends circulated among the people are also worshipers of gods and warriors, but who has never spread the legend about gods and Buddhas? '

Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of a little doubt.

‘Is it because they don’t exist? '

'Impossible, there should be no false records in the Dongzong Secret Collection. Otherwise, the God Worshiper will not appear. '

‘But since they exist, why hasn’t anyone actually seen them? Except for their statues and picture scrolls, can't you find anything else? '

Zhang Rongfang’s doubts kept popping up one after another.

He closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of the day.

Suddenly, his body shook.

In his memory, everything related to the blood **** is as clear as a movie replay.

This is not normal!

Normal people do not experience this when recalling past events.

Memory is vague after all, prone to change and error.

But the strange thing is that in Zhang Rongfang's memory at this time, everything related to the blood god.

Everything is very clear.

The rest of the parts are obviously blurred a lot.

He can even trace every line of the blood god, every detail of every symbol on his body.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Rongfang obviously felt something was wrong.

The speed of his body's qi and blood unknowingly accelerated. Muscles also began to tense naturally.

It seems to have encountered some unknown threat.

"what happened!?"

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

But as long as he closes his eyes, the extremely clear statue of the blood **** will appear in front of him again.

This time, the statue was directly suspended in the middle of his closed eyes.

There was darkness all around, and it was the only one, embedded abruptly in the middle, motionless. As if it were really just a statue.

Zhang Rongfang tried hard not to think about it, but it was pointless.

The idol seemed to be rooted, just floating in front of his eyes.

As long as you close your eyes, it will always appear in front of his eyes.

"What the hell!?" Zhang Rongfang opened the property bar.

Sure enough, the intuitive warning was already flickering.

‘Intuitive warning: You have suffered some kind of invasion from consciousness, and your consciousness has begun to gradually decline. '

'Intuitive warning: Some kind of weird existence in the subconscious mind begins to occupy your mind. If you don't want to be completely occupied, you'd better practice literary skills immediately.

In the dark, you can feel that the gods of your sect may protect you from harm. '

Needless to say, seeing this is almost a straightforward reminder.

Zhang Rongfang immediately sat back on the bed cross-legged, and the Taishangming Xugong, which had not been practiced for a long time, began to circulate again.

The qi and blood in his whole body gradually returned to calm following the adjustment of his literary skills.

Taishang Mingxu Gong, the exquisite spirit is like a lamp, illuminating the whole body, flesh and blood, limbs and internal organs.

The so-called bright and empty is to illuminate the emptiness and the unknown with divine will.

The emptiness and unknowns here naturally also include all kinds of emptiness and unknowns in the body.

At this time, it has reached the literary skills of the late Yuanying period. Once it started to work, the statue of the blood **** in Zhang Rongfang's mind gradually faded.

The constant flickering intuitive warning on his attribute bar also began to slow down gradually.

Not long after, Zhang Rongfang was completely in samadhi, and the intuitive warning was completely stopped.

After more than an hour.

Zhang Rong just came back to his senses and woke up from the trance.

At this time, the sky outside was getting gray and gray, and it was almost morning.

"Evil door!"

He was really sweating again, but this strange situation appeared just after looking at the **** statue and the secret scroll.

"It seems that the complete statue, even if you don't worship it, can pose a dangerous threat to ordinary people."

Zhang Rongfang quickly got up and walked out of the room.

On the outer deck, many sailors have already started to wash, pouring the used dirty water into the sea.

They washed with filtered sea water, and then soaked a cotton cloth with fresh water for the last time and wiped it again.

This not only saves fresh water, but also cleans the body and prevents things from growing on the body too dirty.

Tian Ruyi has already got up, and is lecturing to the staff of Qianshimen.

Seeing Zhang Rongfang coming out, he turned around and ran over quickly.

"Your Majesty? Are you up?" He smiled.

"Well, were you okay last night? Did you have any nightmares after seeing the blood **** statue?" Zhang Rongfang asked seriously.

"Nightmare? No?" Tian Ruyi thought Zhang Rongfang was joking, and smiled casually.

"To be honest, the statue of the Blood God is not at the same level as the Moon God enshrined in Qianshimen."

While talking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with Zhang Rongfang's expression.

"My son, you look, why do you feel a little tired, a little out of spirits, did you not have a good rest?"

"A little bit." Zhang Rongfang nodded. "May I ask, have you ever seen a statue of a **** when you worshiped the **** and turned it into a spirit channel? What does the moon **** enshrined in Qianshimen look like? Can you tell me about it?"

"There's nothing you can't say about this." Tian Ruyi smiled, "The Moon Goddess is beautiful and holy. She is a beautiful female image with a thousand hands. She is merciful to the world, and each hand is in the dark, supporting the world. A hazy light.

Generally we refer to moonlight as one of the thousand hands that the moon **** comforts and mercifully puts down. "

Zhang Rongfang frowned and looked at the other people on the deck.

From Qian Shimen to ordinary plywood sailor soldiers, none of them looked abnormal.

"That blood **** statue, do you have a solution?" He continued to ask.

"It's nothing more than a wild **** religion. It can be thrown into the Moon God Temple in our main gate, and it will be eliminated soon." Tian Ruyi replied easily. "This kind of good thing, after the moon **** gets it, he will really give a reward. But I have seen the statue of the blood god, and it is most likely not the only core statue, so it is estimated that the rewards won't be much."

"Reward? How did the moon **** send the reward? Can you tell me?" Zhang Rongfang asked with awe in his heart, but still relaxed on the face.

"I don't know, anyway, go back to sleep and wake up later, you can prolong your lifespan." Tian Ruyi replied.

Zhang Rongfang frowned. Reminiscent of a sentence mentioned in Intuition Warning.

Exists in the subconscious mind!

If these gods and Buddhas really exist in people's subconscious, then everything will make sense.

They never appear in front of people, because they exist in the subconscious.

Press the thought in your heart.

Zhang Rongfang thought about it, but he still didn't intend to hand over the statue of the blood god.

This is the first time he got a statue of a **** and Buddha in good condition.

All that can be bought outside are fragments of **** statues, and a complete statue of gods and Buddhas will help him in-depth study of gods and Buddhas and worshipers of gods and warriors, the secrets of these obviously abnormal systems.

The ship returns slowly, compared with the time when it needs to use manpower to accelerate, and it goes back with the wind, and the speed is much faster.

It only took two days. The merchant ship returned to the port of Zaitong.

After Zhang Rongfang settled Zhou Xinlan, he immediately started refining the elixir with Yuxiang coral.

Jin Changong's second level of the daily stage, he has been looking forward to it for a long time

As time goes on, the secrets of the race, the hidden secrets, are becoming more and more exposed.

He feels that his time is running out.

In the future, if you still imagine the life of practicing with peace of mind like now, it may be gone forever.

In the Agarwood Palace.

Zhang Rongfang quietly watched the blazing fire of the alchemy furnace.

Above the flame, a large iron pot was constantly stirring a thick, muddy black liquid.

"Add water to thirty scales. Add oil to ten scales."

He commanded aloud.

Immediately, two Taoist boys, who were 1.9 meters tall and weighed 220 kilograms, held a water pot and an oil pot, and stepped forward to dump them according to the standard scale.

Zhang Rongfang personally held the big shovel and stepped forward to stir it one after another.

Not long after, he spoke again.

"The main medicine can be put in. Use the fifth spoon and put in the three level spoons. Be careful not to waste the powder!"

"Yes." The third Taoist took a step forward, and carefully scooped out three level spoons of the powdered lingering fragrance coral, and poured it into the cauldron.

Chick.

Suddenly a flame ignited above the cauldron.

The Taoist boys screamed in alarm, dropping their things and trying to escape.

"Cover the pot!" Zhang Rongfang shouted sharply.

Immediately, Zhang Zhenhai stood aside, quickly made a move, and put a bathtub-sized pot on top of the alchemy cauldron.

The flame goes out quickly.

Zhang Rongfang heaved a sigh of relief. was about to continue commanding.

Suddenly his eyes fixed.

In the attribute bar in front of him, just now, a new attribute point appeared again.

And this point happened to be the last point for him to reach 200 points.

At this time, his health is exactly the last 199.

(end of this chapter)