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Chapter 89

After a night of questioning, Zhang Rongfang led people to conduct screenings everywhere.

To no avail.

Early the next morning, another order came down from above to coordinate the screening of a larger area.

Except for one team from the Prison Department, all other teams were dispatched to screen the surrounding situation.

"Boss, there are no holidays every day. You have to work overtime from morning to night. Even an iron man can't handle it."

On the street, people from the ninth team were scattered to screen people passing by. Chen Hansheng couldn't help but complain to Zhang Rongfang.

The group of people wore black team uniforms, with scimitars hanging from their waists, a layer of close-fitting leather armor on their bodies, and hard leather hats on their heads.

Zhang Rongfang did not take any action himself, but stood at the back and watched the team members screen passers-by.

Hearing Chen Hansheng complain, he shook his head.

"You are tired, everyone is tired, and I am tired too. But what can I do? Unless you don't want to do it anymore, you'd better just stay here."

He was also thinking about when to return to the Mirror Palace and take the Taoist route.

It's just that he has only been here for less than a year, and he wants to run away after being promoted. The Department of Prisons and Prisons will definitely not let him go.

Li Ran couldn't explain it.

So you have to at least make some contributions in this position before you can apply.

"Hey, how can you recommend someone?"

Suddenly, a team member got into an argument with a man in a long gown passing by.

"Why are you squeezing? You poor fellow. Get in line at the back!" The team member impatiently pushed the man to the ground.

The bag of Wotou in his arms immediately fell to the ground and rolled everywhere.

The man looked depressed and wanted to get angry, but he unnaturally endured it.

He picked up the steamed buns on the ground without caring about the dirt, and put them back into the bag. He stood up and silently lined up to pass the screening checkpoint.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the man.

"Is that a Confucian scholar?"

He noticed that the man's dress seemed a bit gentle and weak. His figure was also thin.

This kind of figure can only be found by those who study at home all year round and do not produce.

"It should be. Nowadays, there are very few people who are as obvious as this." Team member Liu Han said from the side.

"My great spirit does not respect Confucianism, so many people from the Confucian sect have turned to Buddhism and Taoism. There are only a few people left who refuse to change their sect because of their bad temper. They still dress and behave as before."

"I've heard of this group of people, and there are some in Tan Yang. They have some sort of book club where they work and contribute articles to make money." Chen Hansheng said with a chuckle.

"Contribution?" Zhang Rongfang asked doubtfully, "What manuscript?"

"Are they those manuscripts from brothels and music houses? There are songs, lyrics, and dramas, and some of them are pretty good." Chen Hansheng had an expression that everyone knew.

Zhang Rongfang was silent, but he did not expect that Confucianism, which had a high status in previous lives, would actually sink to this level here.

He still wanted to ask.

Suddenly I heard a burst of fireworks exploding in the distance.

The red fireworks represent warning. From a distance, they are only the size of a fingernail.

The expressions of everyone in the government office changed slightly when they saw this scene.

"Walk!"

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and quickly led the team in that direction.

This firework is a rescue firework used to call for emergency help. People who see it must help as soon as possible.

There are many types of fireworks in Daling.

Lighting different fireworks at different times represents different meanings.

Team 9, led by Zhang Rongfang, divided into five people and quickly rushed towards the fireworks.

A group of people ran out of a street and reached an intersection.

Suddenly, a fruit stall in front was violently overturned, and a large number of apples, pears and oranges were scattered everywhere.

Two tall figures crossed over the fruit and fought fiercely in front of a clothing store.

The two of them had extremely strong speed and strength. When they touched the wooden stall, the wood broke apart, and when they touched the wall, it shattered everywhere.

One of them was wearing a dark red official uniform, holding an official sword, and his moves were wide open and closed, with a wide range of movements.

The other person is holding a long knife, but his moves are precise and small, and he attacks all the vital points. If he is not careful, he will be killed or disabled.

When Zhang Rongfang arrived, there were two other teams, led by the captain.

"Prepare support!"

Zhang Rongfang made a careful judgment and felt awe-struck.

The physical strength of these two people is at the sixth level.

He had already recognized the master from the government. He was the captain Zhang Xiangyang.

The speed and strength of the two men's attacks was one thing, but the point was that from his perspective at this time, he could faintly see that the person with such fine moves seemed thrilling, but in fact had many chances to determine the outcome.

But the strange thing is that this person didn't take any action.

Zhang Rongfang is now at the seventh level, and his eyesight can naturally tell the difference.

Not long after.

Zhang Xiangyang of the team slashed the opponent's blade away with one blow and chased the man into an alley.

This change happened so quickly that the masters around who secretly loaded their crossbows had no time to release their arrows.

Not long after, Zhang Xiangyang of the Corps walked out of the alleyway with a look of disappointment on his face.

Apparently he was lost.

Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes, feeling strange, but said nothing.

He also noticed the reminder from his subordinate Chen Hansheng before. This so-called manhunt was unusual in every aspect.

Was the attack just made by the corps really full force, or was it just a show? Was it a deliberate cooperation to allow the man to escape, so as not to be shot by the crossbow arrows?

It depends on what the team is thinking.

"The person ran away. He should be nearby. Search for me!"

Zhang Xiangyang quickly ordered everyone to search the surrounding area centered on the alleyway.

To ordinary players, this might seem like they are desperately trying to make amends.

But in the eyes of captains like Zhang Rongfang, Zhang Xiangyang's actions are quite interesting.

With that person's physical abilities, such a search would undoubtedly be in vain.

After a hard search that day, everyone found nothing and had to take turns to return to rest.

night.

Zhang Rongfang randomly found a meat pie with green onions on the roadside and had lunch. When he got home, it was already past ten o'clock.

Due to the search, the surrounding entertainment venues became much quieter.

The neighbor next door also had a large courtyard. At this time, there could be faint sounds of playing piano and music, and there were also men and women laughing.

Zhang Rongfang hung the wishing wheel on the wall and listened to the sound next door, which was in sharp contrast with the desertedness of his own home.

He sighed silently, took a spoonful of cold water from the water jar, raised his head and drank it.

After drinking the water and taking a rest, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the room and took off his coat and pants.

Then take out the elixir bottle from the drawer.

This is a blood-nourishing pill, a blood-tonifying prescription that he prepared himself. This prescription is different from the previous Hongqi soup.

Because there is no need to replenish energy, the effect will not diminish.

It only purely replenishes blood, that is, it replenishes hematopoietic components and nutrients to the human body, which will naturally not decay.

After swallowing a pill, Zhang Rongfang felt like eating fishy meat skin, which was difficult to swallow.

But he still chewed it with difficulty and ate it.

In this world, if you want to stand firm and live well, you have to be tough on yourself. This discomfort is nothing.

After eating the Yangxue Pill, he took out the Golden Seal Pill that was at the bottom of the drawer.

He planned to find animals to test this elixir first, to make sure there was no problem before taking it himself.

The so-called guarding against others is indispensable.

Put away the Golden Seal Pill again.

He meditated, closed his eyes, rested, and at the same time practiced Guanxu Gong.

Anyway, idle time is idle, what if you can achieve a breakthrough after just practicing this way? If you need to add Kuanxu Gong in the future, wouldn't you be able to save some attributes for free?

Time passes slowly.

The moonlight shines on the ground from the window and moves slowly as time goes by.

When, when, when.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire."

The watchman passing by outside was beating his gong and shouting slogans as he passed slowly.

The watchman's voice has not gone far yet.

Suddenly Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes.

In the attribute column in front of him, a new attribute is slowly forming.

The original three-point attribute finally became four-point.

"It's done!"

He stood up in surprise.

Checked the courtyard door, doors and windows and closed them.

Then he returned to the room, took off all his clothes, filled the bathtub with water, jumped in and sat down.

Wait until all preparations are done.

Zhang Rong just closed his eyes and stared at his attribute column.

‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 22-22.

Skill:

The Talisman of Rejuvenation and Purity - Level 3.

Kick technique-third level.

Fist Palm Claw: First Grade.

Limit-breaking technique: step back and climb the mountain.

Unbroken limit: Yandi Talisman (Introductory)

Available attributes:4.’

'The life attribute is still 22... I have recovered from the poisoning before. In other words, this is the price for me to practice martial arts at the same time?'

Zhang Rongfang understood clearly.

It is normal for low-grade martial arts to harm the body without nourishing the body and only excessively pursue lethality, strength and speed, resulting in a decline in life.

Fortunately, he can directly use attribute points to improve recovery.

'Now, let's light up the Flame Emperor Talisman first.'

The Flame Emperor Talisman is the most powerful talisman in the Rejuvenation Purity Talisman Code, and it also has enhanced power against limit-breaking techniques.

At the same time, it is also a part of superior martial arts. It will not harm the body after breaking the limit, and it can also drive the entire rejuvenation and pure time talisman to increase its power as a whole.

So this is an improvement to his overall strength. If you can max it out, do it first.

As for the Jinpeng Secret Record, Zhang Rongfang carefully weighed it and chose the Flame Emperor Talisman.

Compared to the Flame Emperor Talisman, if you can only practice the Golden Roc Secret Record to one level, your improvement is not likely to be that big.

Calm down.

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang focused on the Yan Emperor Talisman and imagined using a little more force.

Suddenly, the plus sign behind the Flame Emperor Talisman kept trembling, and a total of four attributes quickly disappeared to zero.

And all the writing in the brackets behind the Yan Emperor Talisman is blurred.

Memories of practicing the Flame Emperor Talisman quickly flooded into Zhang Rongfang's mind.

The muscles and bones all over his body began to slowly adjust, and some subtle traces of practicing the Flame Emperor Talisman slowly appeared on his body.

The skin on the palms of both hands is thickened, and the forearm muscles are slightly enlarged.

The back contour is even more expanded.

There are no major changes in the rest.

Overall, Zhang Rongfang only felt that his strength had increased by about two levels, which was not much.

On the contrary, the weight of the body has increased, which slightly affects the lightness.

He looked at the changes in the attribute column and felt a little disappointed. The improvement from seventh to eighth level was not as big as he thought.

The display in the property bar has also changed.

‘Fire Emperor Talisman (Limit Breaking)’.

Without limit-breaking skills, the improvement of the Flame Emperor Talisman seems to still be a mountain of strengthening.

"Is it gone?" Zhang Rongfang quickly wiped his body with a towel.

The skin of the body didn't even sweat much, and everything was over.

Only then did he realize that after high-grade, the improvement between grades was really not that big.

Putting on his clothes again, he walked outside the yard and slowly assumed a posture.

Then he punched out quickly, turned around and swept across. He kicked, elbowed and stomped his feet from time to time.

A set of talisman moves, which were beaten to a furious level, implying a violent aura.

I hadn't felt it before, but as soon as the fight started, Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt something was wrong.

The energy and blood all over his body were like inflated balloons, and as soon as they began to circulate, his skin would feel slightly numb.

After practicing for a little while, I felt a lot of strength coming out.

His heart moved slightly, and he quickly began to practice the soul-fixing talisman that he had not yet learned.

But just as he started to practice the soul-fixing talisman's Qi and blood training method, a twinge of pain flashed through his heart.

"....really..."

Zhang Rongfang recalled what Ye Bai said about his physical limits.

Is eighth level really my limit?

His face looked a little ugly.

Looked at the properties at this time again.

The life attribute has not changed, it is still 22.

'Now that martial arts can no longer be practiced, maybe the key breakthrough point lies in this life?'

He had just broken the limit of the Flame Emperor Talisman, and now he couldn't try using attribute points anymore.

Everything can only wait for another ten days.

'Eighth Grade...Now that I can be considered a master in this city, I can finally feel a little more at ease.'

Although his body reached its limit, the joy of breaking through to the eighth level still made Zhang Rongfang go back to his room and have a good sleep.


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