The moment the air flow entered his mind, Zhang Rongfang clearly felt as if his brain was filled with all kinds of accumulated waste, all of which were quickly eliminated under the action of this air flow.

A large amount of sweat began to drip from his forehead and hairline.

The most important thing is that his health began to increase again.

From the previous 212, it slowly increased to 216.

"Used three points, increased four points, earned a little more, come again.

Zhang Rongfang is now very wealthy, and he also wants to see it.

What is so special about the literary arts in this world that one can actually become a spiritual general by worshiping gods in the later stages of god training?

Immediately, he lost one and three attributes on the plus sign again.

The same cycle started again, but this time, the light air flow split from the Nascent Soul became stronger.

The streams of air began to weave something in his brain like real threads.

At first, the woven thing was just a thin circle, and Zhang Rongfang didn't know what it was.

That thing is like a piece of transparent cloth.

After Wen Gong enters the middle stage of spiritual training.

All reactions and changes end, and the influx of memories ends.

The health value has been increased from 216 to 220. It is a little longer,

Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate and clicked the plus sign again.

The free attribute points are gone, and only one is produced to keep.

And Wen Gong finally got his wish,

Jumped to the late stage of refining the gods.

That is to say, Zhang Rongfang has been in Tao Dao for many years and has a thorough understanding of Taishang Mingxu Gong, the secret art of literary arts, and there is no obstacle to his promotion direction.

In addition, literary skills themselves can be improved by relying on the accumulation of water grinding skills once they meet the conditions for practice.

That's why I was able to improve so quickly and directly without any hindrance.

As the late stage of refining the gods enters.

Life jumps to 224

A lot of memories of practice flooded into my mind.

The clear energy before became larger again, and then after pouring into the brain, it quickly joined the weaving process. Gradually, as time went by.

Zhang Rongfang was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, not knowing the time.

The sky outside the window gradually turned from bright to dark,

Third, it changed from dull to gray.

Finally Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes.

He took a long breath, this breath was long and measured, and it was filled with an inexplicable sadness.

It was as if all the impurities in his lungs were sprayed out in one breath.

This feeling…

Zhang Rongfang looked a little solemn.

By the late stage of Shen Lian, this has reached almost the pinnacle of martial arts in the world.

Originally, he thought that Wen Gong was a skill that could regulate the body and mobilize and transport the energy and spirit in the body to strengthen the body and extend life.

But at this moment.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The pure energy produced by refining the spirit weaved a spherical network in his forehead.

The net is slowly absorbing the surrounding qi and blood, rotating slowly, and emitting a subtle pulse rhythm like a heart.

The whole process was clear and clear.

First, the Yuanying in the chest and abdomen refines the pure Qi.

Secondly, the clear Qi enters the brain and the tennis ball, combines with Qi and blood, and seems to be condensing something pregnant.

"What on earth is this thing?" Zhang Rongfang frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

If flesh and blood complementation is the natural ability he obtains after improving through attribute points,

Then brain tennis at this time is a process that must be experienced in order to become a spiritual general in this world.

In other words, this sphere is probably the key to determining whether ordinary people who worship gods can become spiritual generals.

Suddenly, a slight hissing sound came from Zhang Rongfang's ears.

His expression moved slightly, and he stood up abruptly. His eyes were bright as if they were glowing, and he glanced at Zhou Gu.

‘Blood, offer me...

….Blood, offer me

A Mohu voice, like a whisper, came into his ears.

"No

It's not the ears." Zhang Rongfang used the sun vigorously and felt that the sound coming from it was actually the tennis ball that had just been woven in his mind!

The sphere was vibrating slightly, and through the vibration, such an unclear sound was conveyed, "This is!?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly looked at the statue of the Blood God in the corner of the room, which was tightly wrapped in cloth.

The thing was motionless, but Zhou Guoke suddenly glowed with dark red fluorescence.

The light strangely did not shine on the surrounding objects, as if it was just shining in Zhang Rongfang's eyes. At this moment, the prompt in the attribute column changed again.

‘Intuition warning: Some kind of weird existence is trying to communicate with you. You can choose whether to link to it.

Instinct tells you that such a link may bring danger, or it may bring benefits. You need to make a choice.

Zhang Rongfang dropped his rice in silence.

He observed the sphere in his mind that was constantly vibrating and making sounds, and fell into thinking.

He could vaguely guess how the spirit generals came to communicate with gods and Buddhas. It turns out that only those who have reached the late stage of god refining can do this...

He is very curious.

But at the same time, I am also very afraid.

After the communication connection, maybe he can truly understand some secrets about the mysterious gods, Buddhas and generals.

But he was not sure how strong the blood god would be once he decided to link.

Just in case it takes a long time.

Zhang Rongfang still started to use his literary skills.

The operation of Taishang Mingxu Gong quickly suppressed the tremor of the brain Sui Guoqiu.

The strange voice of the Blood God was quickly suppressed and disappeared.

Everything is back to normal again.

Standing up, Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and took out the statue of the Blood God.

The blood god at this time,

There are five eyes in total,

They all seemed to come alive, obviously still, but they gave him the feeling that they were watching him all the time.

Somehow, Zhang Rongfang could see a hint of joy and peace in those five eyes.

"It seems that the exploration of gods and Buddhas has to be upgraded. But where should I recruit people for this area?"

He wrapped the statue again and put it back in his luggage.

Now, this statue of God has become a tool that he can use to communicate and worship God at any time.

Once he worships the gods, based on his current state of literary skills, according to Master Yue's words, he will definitely become a spiritual general.

Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath at the temptation of being able to reach the top of the world by worshiping God.

‘If I have the strength of a spiritual general, who can make it difficult for me to force me? By then, my words will be the rules, the rules!

And now such an opportunity is right in front of him.

Just need Peng!

He squeezed the glass of water into pieces with one stroke. His chest heaved violently and his breathing became rapid.

"Even if I don't worship God! I can still get there! Don't interfere with me!!

He closed the sun violently and used his Taishang Mingxu Gong like crazy.

Soon, the strong urge to worship God quickly dissipated in his heart.
To be continued...