Vicente, Portugal
In the offshore port, there are some light yellow ships floating sparsely. The ships include small fishing boats and medium-sized yachts.
As the sun sets, the red light shines bright red on the sea surface of the port.
There was a constant flow of traffic on the shore, and two local people were pushing a stroller and taking their children out for a walk. At this moment, there were several young men and women dressed in windbreakers standing on the concrete level beside the pier. One of them had a beautiful face, but With a trace of indifference, it is a little surprising that there is a hideous scar on the right side of her neck, extending from the neck to the inside of the chest, and then it is covered by the clothes to see how long it is.
The woman's shoulder-length hair is not dyed red, but a real natural red.
Standing with her was a middle-aged man and a young girl.
"What's the matter with calling me out so late? I'm still rushing back to have dinner." The red-haired woman said lightly.
"Aisharo, it has been more than half a year since your sisters were involved in this chaos?" The middle-aged man whispered, with a trace of guilt on his face. "If I hadn't met you at the beginning, maybe you would still live quietly in that small town."
"What's the use of talking about it now?" Asaro said calmly, "Just say what you want."
The man's face became more and more guilty. He hesitated for a while, but the other girl next to him couldn't stand it anymore.
"Let me say it." The girl stood up and spoke. The girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the expression in her eyes had the depth of an old man.
"We are also members of the Red Moon Blood Clan. We hope that through your relationship, we can contact the human organization Holy Fist Palace and make a contribution to our Ming Party." The girl spoke unceremoniously, feeling it was a matter of course.
"Contact Holy Fist Palace?" Aisharo frowned.
"Yes, your sister is sheltered by the power of the Holy Fist Palace. You should have a good relationship with them. If you can contact them to join our power, I, as the Red Moon Blood Race, can make an exception and pray for a place for you to become a blood race." The girl seemed to be talking about how honorable it is to be given a blood race quota.
Asaro frowned. He ignored her, but looked directly at the middle-aged man.
"Prito, is that what you mean?"
Prieto smiled wryly. They came to Portugal. It has been several weeks since they escaped from the United States to be hunted down by the Secret Party, and now they have officially joined a joint organization of the Ming Party. The organization is centered on two high-ranking vampires of the Ming Party, secretly hiding against the Secret Party.
"We are too weak now, and we really need your help to contact us. Then we will go to the United States together."
"It's okay to contact, but I can't guarantee that they will give you face and agree to cooperate."
"It's okay, we'll take over and talk about it later." The girl said confidently.
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snow mountain peak
Palace of the Holy Fists
The heavy snow flew, and the entire building of the Holy Fist Palace was covered with a thick layer of white.
Garen was sitting in a room on the far right near the cliff, sitting in front of a desk, slowly writing something in a black notebook with a pen.
The room is gorgeously decorated, all decorated with white and platinum. There is a raging fire in the fireplace, which exudes a touch of warmth, raising the temperature of the whole room.
Sofa, bookshelf, single bed, and a black ultra-thin TV hanging on the wall.
The floor is smooth white marble, exceptionally clean.
Garen sat in front of a desk, the one he had brought over from Berlin, unmoved at all.
The black notebook under his hand is giving people a strange and vague feeling at this time. If someone carefully tries to see the appearance and content of the notebook, they will feel a slight sense of dizziness. Open your eyes, but there is a natural attraction, which draws people's spirits and wants to focus on the past.
The sound of rustling notes slowly echoed in the room.
On Garen's masked face, the only intact left eye now had a hint of gold.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly put down his pen, closed his eyes and rested for a while, before closing that weird notebook.
"The true meaning of the Holy Phoenix Scripture has been recorded, but it is still a little bit close." He whispered, as if he was talking to himself.
'You still lack some in-depth comprehension. If you can comprehend a deeper level of the Holy Phoenix Mantra, it may be able to speed up the formation of the magic tome. ' suggested Black Sass.
Garen nodded slightly.
The holy phoenix scriptures are divided into three layers and nine realms. But if this practice method wants to go deep, it is necessary to study the compatibility of the cold prison peacock skill he is practicing now.
So far, Garen is still exploring his own path. The peacock skill can be proved to reach the legion level, but there is a lack of training materials and resources. And the Holy Phoenix Scripture doesn't know how far it can go in the future, and it can even be seen that this is a path of inevitable destruction, but it will help him condense his soul seeds.
'It's up to you to decide. Black Sass said in a low voice, "The soul seed is to strengthen your soul, and the holy phoenix mantra cannot guarantee that the required resources will not be available." Another point, if you don't have the resources needed for the cold prison peacock skill, you won't be able to advance. It's better to study the Holy Phoenix Scripture first. Wait until there is incompatibility before thinking about it. The most important thing for you now is to increase the strength of your soul seed, which is your foundation. '
"Indeed." Garen nodded without hesitation.
The magic book has almost been written, and he has recorded all he has learned in it, including the holy phoenix scripture he just obtained, which should have successfully formed the second soul seed, but because his understanding of the holy phoenix scripture is not deep enough, It's the last thread missing.
Take a look at your current status attributes.
Gallon Thomas.
strength7. Dexterity7. Constitution 10. Intelligence 11. Potential 7966%. Soul Limit 30.
Seed of Soul: Northern Halberd Soldier Cold Flame True Water Evil Art. '
'Void stalker: The inheritor of the ancient sound multi-civilization, and the void race is a sworn enemy for generations, has the innate ability to heal and strengthen itself by seizing the core of void creatures. That is the innate power eternally endowed by Gu Yinduo's mysterious power. '
'Cold Prison Peacock Kungfu: The first level of entry (there are five basic levels, three derived levels, and eight full levels). Completion of each level will purify one's own blood, and gradually move closer to the cold prison peacock physique, and finally Achieve the highest form of Peacock King in Cold Prison, the limit is legion level. '
Seven-star point life secret point: the fifth floor (the limit is seven floors)
'Violin Mastery: Second, Mastery Level. (a total of three levels)'
'The Killing Hand: Level One. '
Looking back, the five masks he got had only accumulated so few attributes in such a long time, which made Garen a little disappointed.
Fortunately, after the martial arts exchange meeting, Hosiman and Dam, as well as the newly taught Sith and other disciples, left the Holy Fist Palace to find new masks for Garon. Among them, Dam went to the Memphis jungle, the moon The sixth mask where the river is located has been away for several days, so I don't know what the situation is now.
Standing up from the desk, Garen looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, suddenly feeling a little inexplicably dazed.
In his reincarnation this time, he is still constantly pursuing to strengthen his own power. Therefore, it was involved in the huge war history between the void creatures and the ancient Yinduo civilization. Under the ever-pressing crisis of Nadia, he also had to constantly seek a way forward.
But the resources in this world are too scarce, and they are not enough to meet the requirements for the practice of top secret martial arts. So much so that he could only stop and condense the second soul seed through another self-created method.
If he can really practice the Peacock Kungfu in Cold Prison, his progress in condensing the soul seeds will definitely be much faster, and there will even be various subsequent related inheritances activated. At a loss.
Black Sass can't help him much in this regard. Each secret weapon of life and secret weapon of death is an extremely complex and complete system that contains part of the truth of the universe, and it cannot be created casually.
These top secret martial arts seem to have tens of thousands of paths, and one can reach an extremely high level by just picking one. But which one does not start with caution, those seemingly complicated or simple steps, if slightly modified, may lead to extremely serious consequences, serious injuries, hemiplegia, disability or even death are all possible.
Every step of these secret martial arts is the correct direction of the road that you have learned after countless trials and painful lessons.
The material resources required for practice are also necessary.
Compared with those conditions and environments with sufficient resources. Garen's current situation was that he wanted to grow a muscular and strong body while eating a simple meal with no oil or water.
The same is true for the top secret martial arts. If you want to surpass the ordinary, you will naturally need more and better resources. And these are things that don't exist in this world.
The practice materials of Peacock Kungfu in Cold Prison are like looking for dry sand piles in the sea.
Therefore, without the resources and materials needed for practice, Garen did not dare to continue practicing the Peacock Kungfu in Cold Prison.
'What are you going to do about Tu Lan? 'Hessas asked in a low voice.
Turan Wellington, who escaped after injuring Sisi, is now rapidly approaching the territory of other families of the Secret Party. If he is not dealt with quickly and allowed to escape into the territory of other families, it may trigger a larger-scale war.
After the destruction of the Wellington family, the entire northern United States has become the territory of the Holy Fist Palace. It also includes several small and medium-sized countries covered by the AG and the Dark Witches. These are all alliance sites.
Right now, the Blood Clan is still busy encircling and suppressing the Ming Party. After the last battle, the other families knew that it was impossible for ordinary forces to take down the Wuguang League, so they had to put down their flags and drums. It is estimated that the plan is to stabilize the interior first, and then completely condense a force before solving the external hostile forces.
"The information about Tu Lan has been collected almost. She should have returned to Mindesa State by now. It is one of the branches of the Secret Party Blood Alliance. I will go there myself." Gallon said lightly.
Xixi was seriously injured, and it was impossible to settle the debt. And those people from the Baili Group, who got involved with the Primary Color Group, it's time to deal with it.
(end of this chapter)