After returning from the Golden Wing Tower stronghold, Zhang Rongfang stayed at home peacefully, helping Wanyan Lu lose weight, going to work, practicing martial arts, and resting every day.

The rest of the time, it seemed that he had completely given up on his previous efforts to collect information about the statues.

He watched the whole process of the changes caused by the idol.

It feels more like some kind of transformation and intensification.

That kind of metallic thread should not be a product of this era.

This strange sense of contradiction caused many thoughts in his mind, and he began to think about what kind of existence the Great Spirit and the Esoteric Sect were.

December 5th.

The rain has stopped for a while and is no longer intermittent.

Li Huoyun set up a banquet at Baiyan Tower to celebrate his twentieth birthday.

This time it was a private banquet, so a few people were invited to attend.

Zhang Rongfang was invited to attend, and after having a few drinks with him, it was already past midnight when he returned home.

As soon as he opened the courtyard door, he saw a red bird standing quietly on a tree branch in the courtyard, staring at him with ruby-like eyes.

"Come." Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand and let the bird fly to the back of his hand.

Remove the bamboo tubes from the bird's legs.

He quickly opened it to check.

After just one glance, his expression changed slightly.

He immediately entered the house quickly, changed his clothes, and put on a mask. He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't wear it.

In fact, there are also people who use the wish wheel in Mingjing Palace, and he is not the only one.

But he himself, except when assassinating, can use his wish wheel to attack. At other times, he is not suitable for fighting against masters.

Because he has not mastered the supporting martial arts of Wan Lun.

Therefore, it can only be used as a simple heavy weapon or a shield.

When to use it, it is usually when you miss one hit and it is difficult to use it again if you continue to fight. Otherwise, if the moves are not matched, your strength will be greatly weakened.

Wearing a dagger casually, Zhang Rongfang set off lightly.

Tanyang City Gate has a separate entrance and exit gate at night, which is specially used for caravans and escort agencies traveling at night.

The Great Spirit's military force is strong, and its army is unrivaled. Therefore, there is no need to worry about anyone coming to sneak attack.

Inside Pingya Temple outside the city.

Golden Wing Tower and other members of the main building were scattered and guarded on all sides.

Seeing Zhang Rongfang arriving, they all bowed their heads as a salute.

Qing Su, Zhao Tianming, and Chi Xia have all arrived.

The three of them stood in front of a tall figure wearing a red mask, bowing their heads to show respect.

The figure had thin pigtails, broad shoulders, and wore a complete set of hard leather half-armor. A thick copper-colored chain was wrapped around his right arm, which was obviously a Qimen weapon he had practiced.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Zhang Rongfang strode into the main hall and immediately looked at the red masked figure.

The opponent's size was actually much larger than his current size.

"Are you the envoy of Lord Hongling from Fucheng?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.

"Exactly, you are the White Eagle of Tan Yang? Master Hong Ling ordered me to come to Tan Yang to investigate the esoteric scriptures and silks. This scroll should have just appeared in the world, and you may not know its appearance and characteristics, so you ordered me to come to Tanyang in person.

Come here and take charge of the identification and search mission.

In addition, I am also an Eagle level, you can call me Rusty Lock."

"Reflection." Thoughts flashed through Zhang Rongfang's mind and he immediately made up a nickname.

This nickname fits his current multiple identities quite well.

"You can call me reflection."

"Very good. Next, I will sit here and assist you in searching for scriptures.

In addition, I would like to remind you that Xue Jinghao, the Snake King of the Black Ten Sect, has arrived in Tan Yang, and it seems that he is here to investigate the assassination of several high-level officials here."

"Snake King Xue Jinghao?" Zhang Rongfang's eyes moved slightly, "How strong is this person?"

"What do you think? Among the masters of the Black Ten Sect who were killed before, there were even eighth-level masters. What level of masters do you think they will send down?

And it’s not just him, there are two accompanying practitioners, both of whom are at least seven or eight levels. Be careful yourself." Xisuo reminded.

"Ninth grade...?" Zhang Rongfang's heart sank. This is what these big forces are like.

When things get serious, there is a headquarters behind them and a large number of experts to support them.

"By the way, you are not very well-informed in places like Tan Yang. You probably don't know why the nine grades in this world were originally divided." Xisuo said again.

"Because of what?"

"Because...the ninth level is actually the limit of ordinary people, the highest speed and power they can explode."

Xisuo said calmly.

"Using the secret medicine, regardless of any damage, can stimulate a person's speed and strength, up to the ninth level."

"Or to put it another way. When the Lingting initially determined the ninth-grade system, firstly, it referred to the official position system. Secondly, it referred to this point. It positioned the explosive limit of ordinary people at the highest ninth-grade."

Zhang Rongfang's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered the gambler who was inspired by the idol before.

That was how he was at that time...

So, is that the limit of ordinary people? Ninth grade... actually still has such secrets.

"But you have to know that there are not just ordinary people in this world." Xisuo suddenly mentioned.

"People may seem the same, but some people's bodies are completely different."

"Are you talking about genius, the part with extraordinary talents?" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"Exactly. Snake King Xue Jinghao is this type of person. He has a keen intuition that ordinary people cannot match. He is not afraid of any assassination or sneak attack, and his reaction speed is far faster than ordinary people.

So, be sure not to provoke this person." Xisuo reminded.

The Golden Wing Tower mainly focuses on assassination intelligence, and the Black Ten Sect obviously has some intentions when it comes to this person.

"Is he... considered a ninth-grade person?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Three years ago, this person was already in the ninth grade. Now with his level of genius, I'm afraid he is no longer within the grade limit." Xisuo said with emotion.

Grain keeper

"Not within the level limit?"

"This kind of people transcend grade assessment and are stronger than the average ninth grade, but they are not at the level of the masters of various sects. Some people in the world call them super grade, and you can define them like this."

After Xisuo finished speaking, he took out a blueprint, unfolded it, and handed it over.

"Okay, I want you to be careful when talking about this, be careful not to provoke this person. The Black Ten Cult has killed people, and they will definitely seek revenge and search for their enemies when they come here, so don't get into trouble.

In addition, this is the pattern of the esoteric scriptures and silks we are looking for. Take a look and search for similar ones based on this."

Zhang Rongfang took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

There was a piece of light yellow cloth covered with mysterious handwriting and symbols.

Its shape and style are exactly the same as the one he got before.

'really.....'

He felt certain in his heart, and his previous worries were now confirmed.

After confirming that the scroll of cloth was indeed a Tantric scripture, he felt much more relaxed.

With his thoughts changing rapidly, he spoke directly.

"Are you sure this is what it looks like?"

"Are you sure? What? Have you seen it before?" Xisuo heard something from his tone.

Without saying a word, Zhang Rongfang took out the roll of cloth from his body and handed it over.

"I happened to get this thing in an accident not long ago, but I didn't expect it to be so precious. It happens to be what I need in the building."

Xisuo paused and seemed a little stunned.

He looked at Zhang Rongfang's mask, and then at the scripture in his hand, as if he didn't expect that everything would come so easily.

"Where...did you get it?" He didn't believe it, worried that it was fake.

"In a grave pit, I accidentally bumped into a stone wall. The stone wall fell, and there was this thing behind my back. I picked it up." Zhang Rongfang said bluntly.

Xisuo took the sutra, his eyes flashed, and he quickly looked through it.

Soon, he was sure.
To be continued...