Chapter 319: Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Chapter 319

"What? Master Konghe hasn't come back yet?!"

The fat monk was in the cabin, and his complexion changed slightly when he heard his subordinate's report.

"It's been such a long time, where has the master gone? Is anyone following you? Where is the person who paid with you?"

The subordinate was sweating and knelt on one knee.

"My lord. The person who paid the money with him is also missing. We suspect that someone has attacked the master and the others. Now many brothers have scattered to investigate."

"Master Konghe is a master of the True Buddha Temple, absolutely nothing will happen, but the rest of the people are different." The fat monk forcibly stabilized his mind, "You go and inform Wanghai Temple immediately, and send someone to deliver a letter to this address! "

He handed out a note with an address written on it.

"Yes! This subordinate will go right away." The subordinate hurriedly lowered his head, took the note, got up, and left the room.

The fat monk stood up in the room and walked back and forth a few times. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

Master Konghe is such a big person, with such obvious physical features, that something will happen suddenly.

"Perhaps the master made an early move to catch those two little girls." He comforted himself.

But no matter how you find reasons, with the strength and character of the bronze-armed Zen master Konghe, it is not possible to go out on your own without saying hello.

The more the fat monk thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He wandered around the room a few times, but finally couldn't stay.

"No!" He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I have to move away immediately! This place may not be safe anymore."

He quickly started packing up the things in the room.

Although the ship can be started immediately and leave the port.

But he didn't even want to stay on this boat.

A strong sense of insecurity constantly impacted his inner emotions.

After quickly packing up his things, the fat monk hurriedly opened the door and ran along the corridor to the deck.

Only he, a local who has lived in the towns near Erythrina for many years, will understand how much power belonging to Chenxiang Palace has grown in Erythrina in recent years.

It is an exaggerated force that covers the entire port like a big net. If you are not careful, you will

While running, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

No one in the corridor! ?

What about the subordinates on the previous ship? What about the guards on the watch patrol?

What about the helmsman and sailor in charge of steering the ship! ?

Boom!

The fat monk pushed open the door leading to the deck.

Bright light from outside shone into his eyes.

It made his pupils shrink slightly, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the glare.

But the scene on the deck made his heart tremble involuntarily.

There was no one on the whole deck.

There were nearly a hundred people on the boat before, but at this moment, it was empty, as if there was no one here in the first place.

"There is another fish that slipped through the net here."

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded from behind.

The fat monk turned his head sharply.

All he saw was a large black net, which was thrown towards him sullenly.

With force under his feet, he was about to escape.

"Go!"

Suddenly there was a low shout, and a woman's voice suddenly spread.

The fat monk only felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp numbness quickly spread from his chest to his whole body.

His eyes went dark, his body fell to the ground, and he quickly lost consciousness.

"This person seems to have some status, do you want to kill him as well?"

"No hurry, the adults may still need him to do something."

The two were talking quietly behind him.

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On a deserted beach.

Zhang Rongfang stood opposite Zuo Han again.

The sea breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the temperature is transpiring the sea water, bringing out a large amount of humidity.

A hot and humid feeling filled the air.

Zhang Rongfang was bare-chested, revealing a strong physique carved out of rock.

His long black hair hung down his back, shoulder length.

Wearing a black mask that belonged to the Golden Wing Tower on the face. It's just that the lines on the mask have been dug out by him, leaving only a complete blackness.

On the other hand, Zuo Han was still dressed like a sculptor, with ordinary linen clothes, ordinary short, messy withered and yellow hair, and ordinary, strong and tall as cast iron.

Except for the burn scars and pitch-black skin on the face, there is no difference from ordinary sculptors.

"That's good." Zuo Han said in a deep voice, "It's best for the prince to wear a hidden mask when he comes to find the old man. The terrain here is open, and it is very likely that some interested people will notice it from a distance. It will be troublesome to silence, and it is best to be careful good."

"Uncle Zuo is right." Zhang Rongfang accepted humbly, "This time, I also want to learn about the difference between a master and a master of Lingluo with Uncle Zuo."

"Ordinary grandmasters also have an absolute defense circle, the first opportunity to defend against the enemy, and the final form. But there are not many such people." Zuo Han replied in a deep voice.

"You have to understand that to be able to reach the height of a master is all about talent, perseverance and luck, all of which are indispensable.

And such people are generally absolutely unwilling to let themselves grow old like this, unwilling to watch themselves lose their strength step by step, and become so low that they can't even beat ordinary super grades. "

Zuo Han sighed.

"So, after the master, there are generally two directions. One is to go to the extreme state, and the other is to go to worship the gods. Both of these can greatly prolong the state of one's own strength.

The number of worshiping gods is far greater than the extreme direction. Not only because it is safer to worship the gods, but also because the extreme level is much more difficult than worshiping the gods. "

"Difficulty?" Zhang Rongfang was surprised.

"Yes, the extreme state is not so easy to advance. Just like the few masters on the black list today, Lian Shenghua, the White Ape Great Sage, and Fengsheng Sword, are all considered by the world to be in the extreme state, but in fact, they are not."

Zuo Han named several names that Zhang Rongfang had never heard of.

"They are just semi-extreme masters who are close to the extreme. But that's it, they are already in a semi-crazy state. Such a price is unacceptable to many grandmasters."

"The silver-faced cicada, Fan Qianyu, is it the same?" Zhang Rongfang asked suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

The silver-faced cicada was the master of the black list invited by Tiannv to make a move in Tan Yang. Now that I think about it, there might be something wrong with the silver-faced cicada at that time.

That quality is most likely the feeling of being close to the extreme.

"The silver-faced cicada is old and doesn't know, but Dongzong Tiannv was like this before. She has been in the semi-extreme state for more than ten years, and now she is missing, and I don't know if she really entered the extreme state."

Zuo Han shook his head.

"However, if you successfully enter the Extreme Realm, your martial arts cultivation will grow rapidly and grow extremely fast. In the end, there will be almost no accidents, and you can reach the Grand Master."

"So, master, it's a kind of cultivation and skills. And extreme state, it's more like a constant state?" Zhang Rongfang understood a little bit.

"Yes, a master is a kind of cultivation, a kind of height. As long as you understand something and master something, you can enter. It's just that the threshold is very high.

The extreme state is a qualitative change in the spirit, which is irreversible. "Zuo Han is worthy of being a master, and he summed it up extremely thoroughly.

"So. I understand." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

He moved his arms, feeling the turbulent Qi and blood that had just been sucked from the copper arms.

He could clearly feel that his physique, strength, and speed had improved again.

And the improvement this time is much stronger than the last time.

Therefore, this time I came to Zuo Han to test how much I have improved.

There are many things that cannot be tested by simply using dead objects to test actual combat capabilities.

It also needs a strong enough opponent.

"Next, I have a new insight recently, and I ask Uncle Zuo to give me some advice." He saluted respectfully and clasped his fists.

"It's an honor to be able to serve the prince." Zuo Han returned the salute earnestly, and replied.

Although he had only practiced against each other not long ago, it is estimated that Shi Zi would not be able to improve much in a short period of time.

But it's good to take it as an accompaniment to the prince, to adapt to a higher-intensity fight.

With Shi Zi's progress rate, perhaps in another five years, he will be able to

Boom! ! !

In an instant, Zuo Han lost his mind for a moment, and there was an extra figure in front of him.

The heavy and huge force was struck from the figure's right fist, and landed on his forearm that instinctively raised his defense.

A circle of transparent air blasted between the two.

'wrong! ’ Zuo Han’s pupils constricted, and the thought that was still in his mind just now was completely stunned by this punch.

'This strength! ! what happened! ? '

He had only fought against Shizi less than a month ago, and Shizi's strength was not so great at that time.

Pushed to the limit, it is still only half of the current strength.

How long has it been! ?

How did the strength increase so much! ?

The astonishment and shock in Zuo Han's eyes hadn't faded away, followed by violent fists and palms like raindrops.

Zhang Rongfang remained silent, his arms were like phantoms, hitting Zuo Han almost indistinctly.

Although every blow hit Zuo Han's instinctively built absolute defense circle, but this time compared to the last time, the improvement was too great.

Not only his strength, but his speed has also improved a lot.

Whether it's moving speed or shooting burst speed.

On the beach, the two of them advance and retreat, Zhang Rongfang advances, Zuo Han retreats.

Compared with the last time, this time Zuo Han was kicked back at the beginning.

The two clashed fists and palms, and there was a dull sound of flesh and blood crashing continuously.

If ordinary people were watching the battle from the sidelines, they might not even be able to see their arms. From a distance, they looked like two people without arms performing magical powers.

Not long.

An explosion suddenly spread.

Boom! !

Zuo Han took two steps back and moved his hands, although the absolute defense circle was not broken.

But he was already feeling the pressure.

You know, this is still the state where Shizi has not opened the limit state and used the limit breaking technique.

"Come again!!"

Zhang Rongfang's dark light vision was turned on, and at the same time, his body swelled rapidly, turning black, with dark red blood vessels protruding from the body surface, and large bloodshots appeared in the whites of his eyes, converging into the pupils.

‘Extreme state: unity of spirit and will. '

'Extreme state: yin and yang help each other. '

'Limited state.'

Zhang Rongfang made a triangular handprint with both hands.

"critical!"

A sound wave came out from his throat, shaking his whole body, triggering a chain reaction.

This last limit state activated by sound waves completely started his exaggerated form of superimposing three limit states.

With a slight clicking sound.

Zhang Rongfang's body size increased from two meters three at the beginning to three meters at this time.

His whole body was as if he was blowing air, his muscles swelled up high, like countless oval stones, densely covering all parts of his body under the skin.

Compared with the three-meter-high body, the black hair has changed from shoulder length to slightly longer.

The violent heartbeat is like a skin drum, and the beating sound can be heard as long as you get a little closer.

The high-speed flow of blood brought a lot of heat, which made Zhang Rongfang's whole body scorching hot at this time, and his body temperature had reached a shocking forty-five degrees.

This is no longer a temperature that ordinary people can reach.