Time passed by, and the woman took some people to eat something in a small restaurant nearby. They were all ordinary vegetarian dishes.
The sky gradually dimmed, and the lights began to light up everywhere.
The woman led two bodyguards slowly and seemingly unintentionally walked towards the alley behind the side of the temple.
Forking into a relatively narrow alley, there was no one there, and the three of them suddenly changed their movements quickly, from leisurely and slow to agile and fast.
After taking off the jacket and putting it on a few times, the woman was still wearing a black tights.
"Walk!"
The three of them climbed up the temple wall a few times like geckos, and disappeared into the temple wall in the night with a vertical leap from the wall.
But right behind them, two black figures slowly walked out of the dark alley again. The eyes of the two figures were blood red, giving people a strange and inexplicable feeling.
"It should be them, keep up."
These two people are obviously the guards arranged by the blood race. Compared with the Holy Fist Palace, the blood race can know too many secrets. Even if they are not interested in the face of sleeplessness, they are so rare. Quickly find out this part of the content during the accumulation, and then follow the team collected by the Holy Fist Palace to station and squat around.
After the two blood races entered, two slender figures appeared at the entrance of the alley.
One of them was Sith, a young man with glasses and a calm face. Beside him was a middle-aged woman with a respectful face.
"The blood race really did." Sith looked at the direction in which the two blood races left. "Joan, follow the plan."
"Good young master." The middle-aged woman bowed her head and replied.
As the second heir of an ancient European family, Sith was promoted to be the heir most likely to inherit the power of the family after joining the Holy Fist Palace. There is simply no way to resist. With the help of the fighting club, Sith gradually mastered part of the hidden power of the family.
"It is said that the Sleepless Mask has some kind of strange energy, which can strengthen the body's physical fitness. Maybe we can privately intercept one and study it." The middle-aged woman suggested.
"No need." Sith shook his head. For the status of the family heir, he valued the status and position of the Holy Fist Palace more, which is the root of his power. "The mask is something that the boxing master personally wants. The more powerful the Holy Fist teacher is, the stronger we, as members of the Holy Fist Palace, will be able to influence and improve."
In fact, he was also a little moved, but considering the risk of being discovered, the risk is not directly proportional to the benefit obtained. Even if he gets the mask and becomes stronger, can he still be stronger than Teacher Fist Saint Gallon? That was obviously impossible, and it might also make other people in the palace suspicious because of the abnormal progress. Moreover, the most important point is that Kabu of Baili Group has been unable to research anything after obtaining the mask for so many years. It is obviously unrealistic for him to research the content in such a short time.
"Okay, let's go with the plan."
"yes."
The middle-aged woman responded in a low voice, and began to take out her mobile phone to issue coded commands.
Soon, a large number of people ambushed in Luolan Mountain, the capital of Kasar, gradually began to move.
Hundreds of tourists moved in the direction of Jialuo Temple covertly, directly surrounding the entire temple in a secret way.
Then there was no further action, just waiting slowly, waiting for the moment when the vampire inside would come out.
These tourists are all the elites that Sith sent his family to his subordinates to study and train in the Palace of the Holy Fist. Although they are not as powerful as the official members of the Palace of the Holy Fist, they can fight vampires one-on-one without losing the wind, but these tourists The training of the manpower is mainly human control training for blood races, plus some special courses for dealing with high-speed opponents, plus special venom bullets in their hands. This kind of toxin bullet is also a toxin specially researched by the human forces after the last meeting of the Holy Fist Palace for the physique of the blood race. Combined with the toxin that once made a contribution to the great elder Wellington, after optimizing the formula of raw materials, a blood race with high cost performance has been formed. Toxin, the vampires who are shot will have symptoms of weakness and weakness. Although they will not be life-threatening, the weakened vampires are just a matter of one shot for ordinary people.
I don't know how long it has been.
"Here we come!" Suddenly a low voice came out. It's an Austrian German accent.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi.
In an instant, the sound of silenced pistols burst out like raindrops. Dense toxin bullets shot into the night sky above the wall.
At this moment, two pitch-black figures suddenly appeared there. They were the two blood races who went in to follow them. They happened to appear in the direction where countless bullets were fired, and there was no time to dodge them. It was directly smashed into a sieve, and fell straight down with two bang bang bangs.
Sith waved.
"Take it away, get out of here immediately!"
The people who had secretly lurked before rushed over to drag the two blood races up, searched out their belongings, put them into two sacks and carried them away. The movements are extremely proficient.
Everyone, including Sith, also quickly evacuated here. The process from shooting to leaving was less than a minute, and the efficiency was jaw-dropping.
At the same time, at the main entrance of the temple, an old monk in a yellow cassock was slowly walking out of the main hall and walking towards the stupa from the side. He has a pious expression, and every step he takes, he will slightly put his palms together with the resting monks to exchange gifts.
Soon, when he came to the stupa forest, he joined hands with the old monk guarding the tower, and he walked into the tower forest to inspect as usual.
After walking along the normal avenue for a certain distance, there were gradually no one around. The old monk suddenly stretched out his hand and gently tore his face, and even tore off the entire skin, revealing the terrible scald underneath. The skin is surprisingly far away in the United States, the Holy Fist Palace Dam.
He looked around, quickly locked a direction and walked into Tallinn, and came to a stupa that looked a little barren. After groping the ground a few times, he directly lifted the cover of a female parent, revealing a dark underground Passage, this is what he got from lurking here in disguise during the recent period.
However, it seems that someone has already stepped forward, and there are traces of someone entering the tunnel.
Dam didn't panic, he just took off his robes and cassocks, put on a set of close-fitting black clothes, went straight into the tunnel like a ghost, took the cassocks and pulled the cover backhands, and re-disguised his original concealed appearance.
The seventh mask is definitely in this underground palace, but he can predict that this mask is definitely not easy to get.
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Palace of the Holy Fists
"The seventh mask should be similar to the sixth mask, with a guardian." Garen rubbed the sixth mask in his hand, "No matter how we do it, the lack of high-end strength cannot hide the fact."
"Sith and Dam rushed over there, maybe there is hope of success." Tulan replied. "According to the habit of Patriarch Wellington, he will definitely send people to snatch other masks in advance. So you'd better be prepared for this."
"They know about the other masks?" Garen asked.
"Of course, the possibility is very high." Tu Lan nodded.
The two sat in the restaurant facing each other and had dinner. The small patties covered with black sauce were stacked into pieces, and the thick and fragrant soup poured down from the top, exuding the hot aroma of minced meat. The tender lamb chops, Veal steak, stewed mushroom soup, sweet salmon with truffle. All kinds of dishes were placed in front of him, but only Tu Lan enjoyed it, while Garen had no appetite.
"Dum should have successfully entered the underground palace by now. If all goes well, he should be able to get the mask. Just be wary of the actions of the blood race." Garen frowned.
He has recently studied the Holy Phoenix Mantra, and it has made good progress in conjunction with the magic tome. The Holy Phoenix Mantra is actually just a true meaning. It is divided into three layers and nine realms, and each realm corresponds to a spiritual form. Or a form of visualization, allowing one's own mental transformation to imagine a certain powerful image in it.
The true meaning of the Holy Phoenix has indeed played a great role in promoting the formation of his soul seed.
According to his estimation, as long as he reaches the second level of the Holy Phoenix Scripture, he can completely condense the soul seeds. But this practice method is completely different from his previous secret martial arts.
The core of the cultivation of the Holy Phoenix's true meaning lies in one mind. Each realm has an inexplicable and strange creature image, which needs to be visualized thoroughly before proceeding to the next realm. After this kind of visualization is successful, you can even turn your own spirit into the same powerful creature in the spiritual battle, and attack the opponent to achieve a powerful killing effect.
But as the level of this kind of visualization gradually deepened, Garen vaguely felt that there seemed to be a thread in the dark, connected to himself. This thread seemed to be caused by practicing the holy phoenix scripture. .
Faintly, he felt that the true meaning of the Holy Phoenix might have something to do with Muhe.
Black Sass also agrees with this point.
The practice method of the Holy Phoenix's true meaning is obviously a purely non-material practice method, a pure spiritual civilization method, so it is no wonder that they will create a big killer like the Buddha Mother, because their physical fitness may be far weaker than spiritual development.
In other words, it is to use the manufacture of foreign objects to make up for the lack of combat power of its own physique. This is a pure spiritual cultivation.
From the source, the mother river is a river of great miracles that naturally has the highest state of true spirit that stores the spirit. Hexas guessed that the holy phoenix scripture and the mother of the Buddha were probably survivors who survived from the mother river and entered this world like him. Or the lost ones.
'In this world, you may never find enough resources to break through to the legion level, even if you reach the level of the second soul seed, but without the support of the overall development of the body, unless your spirit is strong enough to approach the realm of the true spirit , otherwise you will have no way to contend against Nadia's strength which is getting stronger and stronger every time. ' Black Sass whispered in Gallon's ear.
"Three stages of the soul, I have passed the ordinary soul stage, and now I am at the second stage of the soul seed level, how can I become a true soul?"
Garen asked via voice transmission.
(end of this chapter)