Chapter 726 726 Growth 1

"Is this what being subtle is?"

Zhang Rongfang has never had such a strange feeling.

Before, he only knew about those bloodlines but didn't know why. He was just a user.

But now, he seems to have seen the most fundamental nature of the world.

'Unfortunately, martial arts is not the path I take. Even if the abyss enters the larvae from the newborn body, there will be similar side effects.'

'Now it seems that there are vampires, there are demons, Hades can also be used as hell, plus other messy bloodlines, it is really possible that I will step into the abyss.'

Zhang Rongfang fell far away, at a small hill.

Here at this moment there is a group of bandits armed with broken knives and axes, surrounding a group of merchants.

"If you are sensible, please hand over the money immediately, and we will take all of those women! Otherwise, hey hey hey!"

The leading bandit was two meters tall and had bulging muscles. He was obviously a martial arts practitioner.

"When all the evil in the world is transferred to my body, that kind of world may be what I want."

"It seems to be a living thing." Zhang Rongfang carefully felt the black particles adsorbed on his body.

"Are you going hunting again?" Yue Dewen, or the Moon God, is now accustomed to living in seclusion with his two apprentices and two families.

It's just that there is an old man's facial features in the middle of the cake, and a little beard hanging down.

'Then it must be the soul that was a blur before.'

"Immortal!!"

At this time, the Moon God is not human at all, but a piece of cake!

The bandits behind him also shouted with wild eyes and were about to rush after him.

"Natural observation has just appeared today. I can now see countless tiny particles and see that everything is composed of countless particles."

"Master Yue, why do you look round again?" Zhang Rongfang was a little helpless.

Their expressions were ferocious, their eyes motionless, like sculptures.

A group of people knelt down and thanked him incoherently.

Looking at Zhang Rongfang's dark eyes, Yue Dewen actually sighed in his heart.

He was completely unaware that when he moved his fingers, wisps of white mist appeared naturally, fearing to stay away from him.

"After entering the elite, different people should be able to obtain different unique talents, such as becoming a teacher. After entering the elite, the main thing they gain is to see through." Yue Dewen said solemnly.

He glanced around and also saw the souls of the people in the caravan opposite.

"Brother, did you go for a walk today?" In front of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingzhi held a big broom in his hand and greeted him calmly.

Zhang Rongfang understood clearly.

Zhang Rongfang had seen that speed before, it was really lightning fast, astonishingly fast!

Buzz!

In an instant, a circle of invisible ripples centered on him and spread in all directions.

"Can you catch the particles?" Yue Dewen asked.

"Thank you immortal for not killing me!"

Swallowing souls and letting them live inside them, especially evil and violent souls, has many benefits for Zhang Rongfang.

Abyss has its own mature system for the micro level.

Plop.

"Of course I have. Evil cannot be eliminated, but it can be transferred." Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Now, there is good in the world and there is less evil." Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly at the caravan.

It exists in reality as well as on the spiritual level of consciousness, and can change its form at any time. It forms its own space, allowing physical objects and souls to enter life.

These particles are very small and fine, much smaller than bacteria and viruses.

Hmm. The God of Mooncakes.

Zhang Rongfang smiled without saying a word and handed the rabbit to Zhang Qingzhi.

Suddenly, all the bandits suddenly froze on the spot, maintaining their original movements and motionless.

When Zhang Rongfang came here before, he could see it everywhere.

Through the fine sand, one can see the spiritual bodies inside their bodies that have mostly turned black.

These semi-active particles lead to the potential in the interaction zone and the ability of gods and Buddhas to freely use various magical powers.

"Well, I happened to gain something today." Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and grabbed a fat gray rabbit from his sleeve.

Click.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang had already arrived in front of a Taoist temple secluded in the mountains, thousands of miles away.

According to the explanation of the abyss talent, as long as you get all the bloodline combinations required by the abyss and complete the complete body, you can truly become a miniature abyss.

"I went in to see the master, and he had no sound again."

Today, Zhang Rongfang's entire soul has been transformed into an abyssal larvae, a deformed and terrifying existence that resembles a huge pocket.

As the soul was devoured, it was absorbed into Zhang Rongfang's soul.

"Is this...!?" Yue Dewen also saw this phenomenon. The mist was at least molecular level particles.

Ever since he was defeated by Long and lived in seclusion, Zhang Rongfang, the ancestor of the Blood Immortal, has been living such a life without caring about worldly affairs.

But also, his shape also changed into the real moon god!

Following the words, the black souls in all the bandits came out of their bodies in fear and floated up.

He reached out and knocked on the door.

Since Master Yue realized the new realm of martial arts, when he became a blood descendant, he awakened the origin-level bloodline and his strength increased dramatically.

Zhang Rongfang crossed the gate of the Taoist temple, bypassed the alchemy furnace in the courtyard, and came to the side bedroom.

This is a huge oval meat pie!

Two small hands as thin as noodles stretched out from both sides of the facial features, holding chopsticks in one hand and a wine glass in the other, eating food and drinking.

Then, like an electric shock, these particles suddenly expand, explode, and hit the air, forming an invisible wind.

This is the conclusion he has observed over the years.

The darker the color, the more valuable it is.

Dozens of black souls were twisted, stretched, and turned into black lines, which quickly shot into Zhang Rongfang's eyes, adding a touch of weight to the darkness in his eyes.

That’s momentum!

Belonging to the great master, only in the interaction zone can the potential that has effect be manifested.

According to the equal division, Zhang Rongfang also divided it to the atomic level.

In the woodland behind this group of people, a burly figure slowly approached.

A complete soul is composed of many chains of consciousness. The chain of consciousness is what Zhang Rongfang named it.

Therefore, these caravans are worthless. Instead, they are these bandits.

This system is based on the soul.

"Here, come in." Yue Dewen's feeble voice came from the room.

"This seems to be the biggest secret in the interactive zone!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly understood when he saw this.

It is three meters wide and four meters long. It is soft and gray in color, about half a meter thick, and smells fragrant.

As for the outside world, perhaps it is because there is no such special particle that it cannot exert its potential.

"good."

With the Blood Spirit Emperor here, everything is as stable as Mount Tai. We only need to clean out a group of moths with evil thoughts every once in a while.

"No!? After killing you, it won't be ours in the end! Kill the little ones!" The bandit leader raised his knife and was about to charge forward.

In his field of vision, these bandits were constantly exuding patches of fine black sand like dust.

"Master? Are you still there?"

Listening to the teacher's explanation, Zhang Rongfang nodded slightly.

"But have you ever thought that evil can never be eradicated?" Yue Dewen asked.

"This disciple is finally able to enter the subtle world today, and I would like to ask the master for guidance." Zhang Rongfang did not hide anything.

"Everyone, gentlemen! We will give you all the money! But this is my family, so please show your respect!" The leader of the caravan was an old man with a moustache. There were no guards around. It was obvious that he had either run away or been killed.

A group of people in the caravan stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, as if they were in a nightmare.
To be continued...