Chapter 58 Commander, Visible Power and Hidden Power (1/2)

As Liu Zhang said, how could there be so many remains of eminent monks for them to practice magic weapons.

Even if you have it, you may not be able to share it with him.

The Daxue Mountains are located in a bitterly cold land, and the only resource is people.

Through brainwashing, they asked those people to recite sutras from an early age and trained them in a targeted manner, just like livestock breeding in the Central Plains.

In this way, they can meet the requirements for becoming magical weapon materials, and then use some cruel methods to make up for the defects that cannot be cultivated.

Only by combining various means can they develop a magical weapon that they are satisfied with.

The Central Plains is truly a treasure land.

It is indeed a place with outstanding people and great resources, but now it is poor and weak. The people here seem to be not much different from the livestock in the Snowy Mountains. They are all very numb.

It's a good time to start.

No wonder those foreigners are all lying down to suck blood.

If those foreigners are willing to give them more things, they can also cooperate with these foreigners to divide the entire China.

However, even in the vast territory of the Central Plains, he believed that there would be nothing better than the material in front of him.

Ordinary nobles have golden bones, but Lin Yu in front of him is definitely the best of gold.

He also had the privilege of seeing the reincarnation of their living saints.

The aura of the reincarnated body is not as good as the aura of the little baby in front of me.

Especially knowing that he was only three months old.

Now he is smart and eloquent. He has completed the hundred-day foundation building of Taoism, and he can fight in a decent way.

No reincarnation of a living saint can compare.

There was unconcealable greed in Fan Seng's eyes.

His skin, his bones, his internal organs, and his soul must be refined into what a powerful magical weapon!

Liu Zhang just wants to return to the Liu family and become the clan leader to prove that he is right.

Then why can't he return to the Snowy Mountains and seize the throne of the reincarnated saint?

At that time, we will cooperate with the British to march into the Central Plains from a high position.

Maybe he can become the master of the world!

"Don't panic, he may not be as difficult to deal with as Liu Zhang!"

Among everyone present, the only one who could remain calm was Lin Yu, a three-month-old baby.

A group of men in their 20s, 30s, 40s and 50s all regard this little baby as their backbone.

Now that Lin Yu has spoken, I feel like I have a lot more control in my heart.

"Line up and raise your gun!"

Everyone's movements were still a little flustered, but still went smoothly.

According to Lin Yu's instructions, they immediately formed a queue.

The spear in his hand was pointed at the monk from a distance.

The monk looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, and the muscles on his face twitched.

Times have indeed changed.

Even if they are a group of people who are not human at all in their own eyes, they can take their lives at any time with guns in hand.

But despite being nervous, he was still very confident.

The eight magic beads circled around him, like satellites.

He opened some distance, maintaining a distance of more than ten feet.

"put!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a burst of gunshots at random intervals.

Dozens of pills roared out.

The queue was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

The monk quickly jumped two or three feet to the side.

Unscathed.

The monk's back felt chilly and was soaked with cold sweat.

But seeing myself unscathed, I gained confidence again.

"Ha, give up the resistance. You are just wasting your time like this. I will make you unable to survive and die. I will peel off your skin and cramps, crush your bones and spread ashes!"

Ren Fa boosted the morale of the security team at this time.

"Don't be afraid. Although he can do magic, he is still flesh and blood and not a zombie. He is still afraid of bullets. If he is really sure to kill us all immediately, he will not talk nonsense to us."

What Mr. Ren said makes sense.

The people in the security team were calmer again.

The monk sneered twice.

"It's true that I can't deal with foreign guns, but I can deal with you. I don't need to run faster than the bullets, just being faster than you is enough."

Qiu Sheng, however, bravely retorted.

"If we're far away, can you be faster than us? If we're close, how can you hide from dozens of guns?"

"Hide? I don't plan to hide anymore."

Monk Fan smiled solemnly.

The magic beads flew out of the body.

Lin Yu did not dare to neglect and quickly stepped forward with his sword to resist.

But this magic bead flies no slower than a bullet.

If it weren't for Lin Yu's physique, it would be more than twice that of an ordinary person.

The reaction and agility are so fast that I might not have enough time to react.

Even so, not every magic bead can be picked off.

I had to rely on the Vajra Talisman, Golden Light Talisman, and Liuding Liujia Talisman on my body to carry it.

Only a rumble was heard.

The magic beads really hit like bombs.

The golden light on Lin Yu's body kept breaking and repairing.

This monk cannot be dealt with simply by relying on a few talismans. Even if his body is covered with amulets, he will still suffer a huge impact.

The huge shock force made Lin Yu feel uncomfortable.

A big hole had been created around Lin Yu by the spell.

It was so frightening that no one dared to come close.

"Brother, hold on!"

Everyone was sweating for Lin Yu.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng were worried and guilty. They were both much older than Lin Yu.

When things came to pass, it was up to this three-month-old baby to protect the two grown men.

Being attacked by such a violent storm is simply risking your life.

Everyone has compassion.

Ren Tingting was also distressed when she saw this.

Her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

But Lin Yu had to resist.

Technology is not like magic.

The destructive power brought by technology is far greater than the protective ability brought by technology.

It is definitely not like the storybooks where there are several levels of attack spells and several levels of defense spells.

So although these gun-wielding team members have the strength to hurt the foreign monk, they are all weak in front of the magic beads here.

Boom——!

The golden light exploded and dispersed!

A flame ignited on Lin Yu's body.

A golden light talisman and a diamond talisman have been broken.

Before the foreign monk felt a little happy.

Lin Yu turned over three more golden light talismans and stuck them on his body together.

A richer and heavier golden light than before appeared instantly, as stable as a mountain.

The foreign monk was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Where did you get so many golden light talismans?"

Even if Lin Fengjiao was particularly fond of them, there shouldn't be so many talismans available.

After all, human energy is limited.

Lin Fengjiao has used enough talismans in this battle.

Especially on these ordinary two-legged sheep, each of them is shining with golden light, how many golden talismans have been wasted?

And how much does the talisman cost? Where does Lin Fengjiao get so much energy and so much magic power to draw so many golden talismans?

I'm afraid that the Taoist priests hanging up in Maoshan will be jealous and bleed.

"Don't worry about me, you keep shooting!"

Lin Yu also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Although he thinks he is a genius, he is only three months old after all, and has no real fighting experience. The monk in front of him is vicious and weird, and the magic weapon in his hand is powerful.

Although he was injured by his sneak attack, he didn't know if he was acting.

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There was no Uncle Nine sitting around.

So Lin Yu was afraid that he could not deal with him.

Now that he had taken the magic beads of this foreign monk, he was indeed powerful and powerful.

It made him feel uncomfortable when it hit him.

But it was not unbearable.

If he only relied on such strength to break his golden light talisman.

Lin Yu touched the thick stack of talismans in his arms. Haha, he could fight him for a whole day.

Lin Yu reminded that many security team members woke up from their dreams and raised their guns to shoot at the position where the foreign monk was standing.

[You are commanding a small armed force, Commander experience +120]

[You have acquired the skill, Commander]

[Commander lv1: The troops under your command, morale +10, combat power +15, coordination +15]

After acquiring new skills, Lin Yu felt his mind was clearer.

The Niwan Palace was also cool and refreshing.

[Your mental power has been improved]

[Spirit: 15.5→16.5]

Bang bang bang, a burst of gunfire.

The foreign monk had to change positions again.

This is not a solution.

Whether Lin Fengjiao wins or Liu Zhang wins, once the Qimen formation is broken, one of them must come out.

Even if the two of them are both injured, once they see that I am about to succeed, they will definitely work together to attack me, and there will always be complications.

They must be dealt with quickly.

The foreign monk gritted his teeth and used the bone staff in his hand to directly scratch his left wrist, cutting the blood vessels.

Scarlet blood oozes out bitterly.

All of them were smeared on the leather drum in his hand.

The leather drum soaked in blood could not make any loud sound.

The foreign monk chanted Sanskrit and beat the drum in his hand frantically.

He also jumped back and forth like a shaman.

The whole person looked like a wind demon.

Lin Yu immediately felt an invisible wave coming towards him, shaking his spirit.

"Big brother, lead them to chant the Golden Light Mantra together."

"Oh, okay!"

Wencai agreed hurriedly.

"I chant one sentence, and you chant one sentence!"

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi..."

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi..."

"Practice for billions of kalpas, prove my supernatural powers..."

"Practice for billions of kalpas, prove my supernatural powers..."

Chanting in unison, the sound combined together seemed very imposing.

In the eyes of the foreign monk, it seemed a bit extraordinary.

Even in their Buddhist sect, chanting in unison to expand the magnificent Buddhist sound is not an easy thing to do.

The monks who chanted the sutras also had to do morning and evening exercises, memorize the sutras, and cooperate tacitly.

Only in this way can the spirit of everyone be united.

And the security team in front of him looked like ordinary people, all of them were paratroopers and swimmers.

Although they were holding guns, they probably didn't receive much military training, and they were completely different from the English soldiers he had seen.

Not to mention, chanting Taoist mantras together made the spirit of the more ethereal spirit and energy come together.

But at Lin Yu's order, something incredible happened before his eyes.

Vaguely, I saw that these people's spirits were really harmonious.

The golden lights that were originally fighting each other actually merged with each other.

Although the effect was not very obvious, they did create a momentum between them.

Once the army becomes powerful, it is equivalent to the Qi Sect Warlocks having set up a large formation, and ordinary practitioners cannot be at the forefront.

Although the momentum generated by these people is not enough to become a large formation with offensive power.

But dozens of people were connected mentally, and the golden light talismans on their bodies created some connections.

Dozens of golden light talismans produce some linkages, which cannot be shaken by the monk's demonic voice.

After all, these were dozens of golden light talismans. If the monk had this ability, he could kill Lin Fengjiao with his backhand, so there would be no need for a battle of wits and courage.

Wencai and the others recited the mantra together.

The sound of the incantation in my ears seemed to actually cancel out the sickening sound of the drums.

I suddenly felt a little refreshed.

And this somewhat solemn voice made them feel at ease.

They even felt the connection between each other's golden light, which made them feel warm on their bodies, and the spiritual platform also felt warm.

“Wrap your chicken blood around your own necks.”

This order is very strange.

Before everyone had time to think, they subconsciously followed Lin Yu's instructions.

Monk Fan was really impressed.

"Prodigy, you are such a prodigy! Are you really not the reincarnation of a god?"

The chicken blood rope carries a pure Yang aura and has the power to destroy evil.

It was originally used to deal with ghost zombies.

But now he turned around and restrained their leader of the Six Yangs.

The chicken blood rope naturally repels the evil spirits from outside.

It can also help these human souls to be stable and not be disturbed by the magic sound.

"Raise your guns and fire!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, morale rising.

Bang bang bang!

Fanseng felt a slight sting in several places on his body, obviously feeling a sense of crisis.

Dodged again and again.

Looking at these people, their eyes became a little serious.

The scheduling and coordination between these people has really improved a lot.

Even shooting seems sillier.

[You are commanding a small armed force to fight against the demonic monks, and the commander’s experience is +350]

"Monk, suffer death!"

Lin Yu raised his sword and charged forward.

He was also a little anxious.

Although a three-month-old infant carrying a mahogany sword that was longer than half his body rushed towards a 1.8-meter-tall Buddhist monk, it looked a little funny.

But this time the monk didn't dare to be careless.

There was a surge of energy in my body, and my hands and feet became much longer.

He seemed to have great strength in his movements, but his face was red from suppressing it.

The two of them started playing ping-pong-pong.

The peach wood sword intersects with the bone staff.

Lin Yu felt that the monk's sudden burst of brute force was astonishing.

"Boy, don't think you are the only one with great strength, try my yoga throw!"

Lin Yu quickly dodged.

The bone staff, carrying Fan Monk's strong true energy, rumbled against the ground.

But this time the monk didn't feel comfortable either.

Lin Yu's sword strike was also a huge force, a kind of fierce strength.

Lin Yu condensed his physical strength, which was far superior to that of ordinary people, into a force, and mixed it with magic power to explode instantly.

It's Ming Jin!

Among the fierce bright energy, there is also a sinister dark energy hidden.

The true energy from the bone staff was transmitted to him.

This monk had to turn his luck into strength.

Ming Jin and Dark Jin are naturally the power-generating techniques that Lin Yu has just learned.

This is brought about by the progress of boxing.

Practicing boxing can form a structure, and the strength of the whole body can be condensed together to burst out a fierce attack that is several times more powerful.

This is Ming Jin.

Realize the softness in the hardness, and realize the secret of exerting force in secret. This is secret strength.

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