Early the next morning.
Zhang Rongfang returned to the Mingjing Palace.
After many days, he stepped into the Dao Palace, which was adorned with gold and jade, again, but his emotions were completely different.
Zhao Ziyang, the deputy Palace Master in charge of personnel arrangements, holds the official title of deputy seal and is specifically responsible for handling miscellaneous affairs for the Palace Master.
Out of consideration for the Li Family and his position in the Ministry of Justice, he was given a temporary, Rogue Person post.
Rogue Person whose rank is still there, but whose position cannot be filled temporarily. They will be selected from among the Rogue Person and promoted when there is time.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care.
He has now decided to bide his time and conceal his abilities.
With the arrival of the Black Ten Sect's Snake King, there is now another expert on the Silver Masked Cicada Crimson List.
The situation in Tanyang is becoming increasingly chaotic and dangerous.
That mysterious Statue, the people from the Surveillance Division, the mysterious Scripture Silk —these things were not things he could decide.
Having been struck by both the Statue and Li Ran, he had now regained his senses.
My own strength is not yet formidable enough; I must lie low, accumulate experience, and wait for the right opportunity.
Therefore, he spent most of his days studying the Guanxu Skill with Void One Daoist.
Attended a health and wellness seminar organized by a group of male and female Daoist practitioners within the Dao Palace, exchanging secrets and experiences on Wen Xiu.
With the connection to Void One Daoist, the background of the Li Family, the influence of the Wan Yan Family, and the fact that Zhang Rongfang secretly slipped some money into their pockets, they were able to achieve this.
Soon, a new position was assigned to him.
In just three days.
He was then appointed as the head of the Mingjing Palace renovation office.
As for the previous homeowner, due to a sudden incident involving embezzlement and bribery, and a family crisis, he had no choice but to quietly retire.
There were originally two competitors, but after one of them was inexplicably seriously injured, the other could only silently retreat and say no more.
The Supervision Room's responsibility was to manage and maintain all the buildings in the entire Dao Palace.
This management also included the numerous farm laborers and workers under the jurisdiction of the Dao Palace.
Whenever repairs are needed, a Daoist priest will deliver a message to the Supervision Room, and a junior Daoist priest will go to verify and determine the scope of the repairs.
Then the supervising officer goes to measure and draw up structural diagrams to determine the required materials. Finally, the plan is presented to the homeowner for his decision on whether to proceed with the repairs.
To put it simply, it means managing a construction team that repairs buildings. They are responsible for fixing houses.
The number of buildings in the Mingjing Palace is not large, and they are all minor issues and troubles.
Zhang Rongfang didn't even need to pay attention; he could easily solve the problem by simply using his dozen or so Daoist priests to mobilize farmers and laborers.
He simply devoted all his energy to cultivation.
A few days after taking office.
Finally, Attribute Points were accumulated, and there was a new income.
The promotion he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
*** Chicken Neck Forest in Big Foot Village.
The edge of the large burial pit, which has been deserted for quite some time.
A figure in a gray robe moved nimbly as he walked.
As he passed the corpses of two tomb raiders, he paused slightly, looking down as if examining the cause of death.
As time went on, it rained sporadically these past few days.
The body had been torn apart by some animals and had been gnawed to pieces, leaving only the remains of the clothes.
The remains were so rotten and smelly that they attracted many mosquitoes and flies.
The gray-robed man walked to the edge of the deepest burial pit and descended through an entrance.
Soon, he saw the stone wall in the main hall with the inscription that had been smashed open.
The gray-robed man froze, then suddenly moved closer, reaching out to repeatedly stroke the stone wall.
He pried open a few remaining pieces of stone to examine the hidden layers inside.
Unfortunately, the contents that were originally stored inside had long since disappeared.
"What's going on?" came another person's question from behind. The voice was strange, low and deep, as if covered by a drum, and its timbre was indiscernible.
"It's gone! The Secret Scroll is gone!" the gray-robed man shouted back in the same strange voice.
"Logically, the Ling Ting shouldn't have been able to discover this hidden location! They only trust the Moonstone they have! How could this be!?"
"There are always unexpected things. We've already suffered enough losses. There's really no need to worry about it," the other person said in a deep voice.
"How can we not care! A single Scripture Silk can create a Spirit Vein! If we could have one more Spirit Vein!!" The gray-robed man was somewhat agitated.
"The Ling Ting has far more Spirit Vein than we do. How many Spirit Vein have died at the hands of the Ling Ting? Don't be naive!" another person said coldly.
"Since it's lost, the best course of action now is to find the Original Scripture Silk. If we can find it, we can try again with the help of the Statue."
Also, Black List Expert has come to Tanyang. Perhaps we can..."
"A monster from the Ling Ting, a madman on the Black List, do you think it's possible to cooperate with a madman?" the gray-robed man said, his voice Great Way.
"Why not? We're all human. We all want the same thing! As long as we have the same goal, why can't we cooperate?"
The two fell silent for a moment.
After a long silence, the man in the gray robe slowly spoke.
"You made plans in advance?"
"Yes. We arranged it a long time ago, before you arrived," the other person replied.
Who is it?
"Heavenly Maiden Tong Zhang."
"It's her?! Aren't you afraid of dying?" the gray-robed man exclaimed in shock.
"Fortunately, as long as we contact her while she is conscious and seize the opportunity, there won't be any problems. Next, let me investigate who took the Scripture Silk."
There are a few of my hidden agents here that I planted before.
***Inside Tanyang City.
Zhao Tianming frowned as he looked at the secret letter he had received.
'The Secret Scripture Scroll.' He couldn't help but recall the scroll of Scripture Silk that White Eagle had given to the Red Spirit Envoy a few days ago.
If that's what the sect needs, then it's all too late.
The items have probably already been handed over to a prefecture-level Prefectural City in another region.
"What's wrong, my husband?" his wife, Zhao, asked softly from the side.
Place the rice that has been added on the table in front of him.
"But what troubles you at the academy?" Zhao rarely saw her husband so serious.
"It's nothing, just a little problem. I can't find an ancient book," Zhao Tianming replied with a smile.
He didn't want to bring the rest of the matter home.
"Ancient books? Are there any rubbings or handwritten copies? Actually, many ancient books are just valuable for collection. As long as you copy down the contents, they look the same, don't they?" Zhao said softly.
"Handwritten." Zhao Tianming suddenly paused.
"That's right!?" He recalled White Eagle's unhesitating act of handing over the Scripture Silk earlier.
That action clearly appeared to have been planned in advance.
Clearly, the White Eagle likely knew the Scripture Silk were very important, so he carried them with him at all times.
Furthermore, he must have considered how to dispose of this item.
When the Rust Lock mentioned the Scripture Silk, he voluntarily handed them over, which shows that he did not care about the Scripture Silk themselves.
Who would be indifferent to such a priceless treasure?
If they didn't care, why would they carry it with them? Even a normal person, if just out of curiosity, would probably leave some information behind, right?
If Zhao Tianming put himself in White Eagle's shoes, he would hand over the item so decisively, probably because he already had a copy made in secret.
'Perhaps I can look into White Eagle.'
Although his men are now directly under White Eagle's control, he still has his old connections, so he has to be careful.
Moreover, he would never forget the humiliation of that night when White Eagle injured him and seized power from his subordinates.
'Perhaps it's possible. We could send the experts from the Secret Teaching to deal with White Eagle.'
As a Secret Teaching, he also had a considerable understanding of those mysterious members of the Secret Teaching.
Secret Teaching may seem mysterious, but one thing it does cannot violate is the laws of nature.
They practice martial arts diligently, year after year, year after year.
Ninety-nine percent of them are no different from ordinary martial arts sects.
Only within the Spirit Vein Divine Servant Secret Teaching, there occasionally appears Spirit Vein who can pass the tests of Gods and Buddhas.
Each of the Spirit Vein possesses extremely terrifying skills.
After receiving the Divine Seed, they become invulnerable to weapons, possess immense strength, and have enormous physiques. Even if they are injured, they can recover from their injuries very quickly.
Such a master is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
That is a completely different existence, one that is entirely detached from the human form.
Only Spirit Vein can counteract Spirit Vein; this is a saying passed down in Secret Teaching.
It was because of the defeat in the Battle of Spirit Vein that Secret Teaching became Secret Teaching.
'Regardless, if White Eagle is suspected and investigated by the cult, he'll be severely injured, if not killed!'
A ruthless glint flashed in Zhao Tianming's eyes.
'However, to convince the higher-ups in the Secret Teaching, he still needs to gather some evidence. They're not that stupid to think they can incite the sect's experts to kill someone with just empty words.'
First, we need to find out White Eagle's real address and identity.
This is easy to find out.
There aren't many people of White Eagle's build in the entire Tanyang.
In addition, Qing Su and this person have always been close. "The lady's spirit loves tranquility, but her mind is disturbed by it. The human heart loves stillness, but desires pull it away."
Mingjing Palace.
Zhang Rongfang held the scriptures in his hands and quietly recited them from memory.
Even for a young man like him, who had received modern education in his previous life, the many principles expounded in this scripture still resonated with him.
This shows that some principles are universal, no matter where you are.
He was in high spirits, now that he had mastered the method to break through his Sky Peak. In the future, he could continuously accumulate martial arts skills, use Attribute Points to frantically improve his grade, and break through his limits.
How powerful will he be by then? Just thinking about it makes one look forward to it.
At this time, he moved to the Mingjing Palace, where he served as the Supervision Room and led a construction team that could be deployed at will.
Every day is peaceful and leisurely, with plenty of time, and I even have time to read Daoist Scripture.
I looked up at the sky.
The bright, azure sky was as pure and even as Blue and White Porcelain.
In the distance, a golden light slowly rose on the horizon.
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes, and the Attribute Panel automatically appeared.
The new Attribute Points have reappeared. What was originally one attribute point has become two.
He was currently in the small courtyard of the Supervision Room assigned by the Mingjing Palace.
Without having to patrol every day, I naturally feel one less thing to worry about.
There's no need to worry about safety at this moment, amidst the faint chanting of sutras drifting from afar.
Zhang Rongfang focused his mind and added all his Attribute Points to the Mixed Origin Talisman.
Under the rising sun, his burly body unconsciously began to slowly undulate.
Every muscle and skin was twitching in minute ways. Old muscles were constantly tearing, healing, and strengthening.
New muscles are constantly growing, becoming thicker and denser.
The change from the Subordinate Eighth Rank to the Ninth Grade seems to be an inexplicable qualitative leap.
Zhang Rongfang feel that his internal organs were undergoing subtle adjustments, reaching their optimal state.
His body became stronger, and his mind was flooded with memories of practicing the Hunyuan Mixed Origin Talisman.
"Breaking Limits, Breaking Limits. The Ninth Grade sounds mysterious."
But in a past life analogy, it would be like breaking the limit nine times in sports.
As Zhang Rongfang felt the changes in his body, he couldn't help but ponder.
Top athletes may repeatedly push their limits in extreme sports.
With the best logistical and nutritional support, and without the risk of sustaining internal injuries from fighting, top athletes can naturally achieve extremely high results.
But in this era, constantly pushing the limits results in damage to one's own body and a reduction in lifespan.
That is to say, my Mixed Origin Talisman is also Superior Martial Arts, otherwise...
Zhang Rongfang gazed at his Life Attribute, which remained largely unchanged, and sighed inwardly.
At this point, his Attribute Panel had undergone new changes.
Zhang Rongfang - Life 30-30.
Martial arts:
Returning Spring Purifying Time Talisman Classic - Fifth Grade.
Leg technique - Third Grade.
Fist Palm Claw: First Grade.
Breaking Limit Skill: Shrinking Step Heavy Mountain.
Civilian Skill: Guanxu Skill (Fourth Realm - Core Formation)
Available Attributes: 0.
Finally, at this moment, he had truly reached the pinnacle of the Ninth Grade System announced by the Ling Ting.
Although it is a mixture of Ninth Grade, it is still Ninth Grade!