There is no controversy about the existence of ancient magic. Even today when artificial rainfall is no longer a rare event, this ability is still amazing. There is one interesting thing in history. In 1368, Zhu Yuanzhang proclaimed the emperor in Nanjing and named the country as Daming. Adopting Li Shanchang’s suggestion, he ordered the prohibition of the Bailian Society and Mingjiao, and the banning of "Left Taoism" was written into the "Law of Daming". , Strictly prohibited.
The so-called witchcraft is actually a magic trick. The ancient alchemists were highly cultivated and learned the changes in the physical properties of mathematics by studying things, thus comprehending the yin and yang and the five elements to overcome the changes, and they were familiar with the rules of evolution in the world. Although he lives in a Caolu, he knows the world, wandering about thousands of miles away.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the lead cloud covered the ground, and the sky was twilight.
A team of off-road vehicles was trapped in a meadow that was soaked in rain and snow into a mud puddle, led by an eagle-nose, blue-eyed, burly bald man. He got out of the car and took a look at the time first, and then waved anxiously to signal everyone in the car to get out of the car, and instead walked towards the target location.
On a mound, three people are using high-power night vision telescopes to observe the movement of the team.
In the center is a young girl with long hair to waist, bright eyes and white teeth, just like a fairy, but her expression is awe-inspiring and unattainable. On her left is a man with white clothes and white hair, with a robotic hand on her right wrist. On the right is a red-robed monk with an old face and burning eyes, as if he has an unfathomable charm.
"The news is really leaked out by that person deliberately. This is a trap." The white-clothed man said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for Taeko's tricks, and the blizzard was brought down by the supreme magic method, we would definitely be caught by him today."
The woman in the center replied: "I can't do it alone. I also want to thank the ancestors for borrowing my treasure to evaporate the lake. The Living Buddha summoned eight hundred arhats to dig through the veins of the earth's fire, the water dragon rose to heaven, and the wind tiger came out. That’s why I was able to successfully set up this dragon and tiger wind and snow formation." Then he turned to the red robe monk beside him and said: "Next, I will ask the Living Buddha to take action personally again, and arrange the misty fantasy array to prevent this group of killing stars from approaching. that place."
The red robe monk folded his hands together and said, "Amituo Buddha, it is incumbent for the poor monk." Then he said: "Miss Myoko is pedantic and understands the essence of God. The realm is not under that Baiyun Hall Master. The old monk is fortunate to see Miss Myoko with his own eyes. Practicing divine arts to call the wind and call the rain, it is really fortunate for the three lives, but I don’t know when the lady will have time. The golden figure will come to our temple to open the altar to lecture, talk about the scriptures, and enlighten, so as to solve the vulgar confusion of our generation?"
Taeko Kazama said: "The living Buddha participates in joy meditation and cultivates the power of sexual thought. Taeko cultivates the way of the five elements to overcome the natural evolution, and the technique of using the power of the shikigami. We are not on the same path. "The red robe monk regretted: "That's really a shame." As he said, he rolled his eyes to look at the white-clothed man Abe Qingtian.
The latter said in a deep voice, "I'll talk about this later, it's important to deal with that person first now."
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In the hotel lobby, the ghostly people bowed their heads in silence, and finally someone couldn't help but break the silence.
"Miss Margaret." The black-haired guy Poyak suddenly got up and came to the table where the three of Li Muye were. He knelt on one knee, staring at Marguerite with fiery eyes, and said: "The bell is sounding. It has been sounded for you, and I am here on behalf of God's will to send you the final journey."
He spoke Hungarian, and Li Muye couldn't understand it, so he had to look at Margaret, who was proficient in more than one hundred languages, with questioning eyes.
"This person is Poillac. He is one of the five honorable judges of the Teutonic Knights. He said he would give me the final judgment on behalf of God." Margaret said: "This person participated in the Olympic Wrestling Olympics when he was young. In the trials, I was disqualified because my opponent's neck was broken. When my brother and I went to Bucharest to meet Pope Marshall of the Teutonic Order five years ago, we saw him breaking the neck of a bison with his bare hands. It was very shocking."
The height of this Poyak is almost the same as that of Old Cui, and his physique is very similar. On such a cold day, this guy only wears a short-sleeved vest. The exposed muscles are like horned dragons coiling around. The blood is surging, hiding like an explosion. the power of. The back, the chest, and even the neck are covered with thick black hairs. It is simply a behemoth that has been ignored by the evolutionary chain. Li Muye also noticed that his nails were dark blue, as sharp as the claws of a beast.
Li Muye shrugged slightly and agreed: "At first glance, he is a ruthless man."
Pauillac obviously knew that he had to pass Li Muye first if he wanted to move Margaret. He even knew that this level was not easy. So after he threw a ruthless word, he didn't immediately start the action, but glared at Li Muye's luck.
Li Muye sat still, so he had a lot of time to spare, looked at him with narrow eyes, and asked with a smile: "Is he going to stare me to death with his eyes?"
Marguerite reminded: "He is angering herself. It is said that this is a kind of witchcraft from the ancient East. The secret of the invincibility of the ancient Huns is to use anger to awaken the courage deep in their hearts. , His destructive power will multiply geometrically."
Li Muye said, "No matter how destructive he is, he has to be reasonable. When fighting on other people's territory, don't he have to ask the owner what he means?" He said, and glanced back.
"What the hell are you doing?" The lady boss brought a big tray out from the back door, and shouted: "If you want to fight, you will get a calf. This is not the place where you go wild. Tell you, my son is a policeman. There are so many cattle in this area. People in society who are forced to break my chair will also have to lose money."
She walked straight over as she spoke, and when she saw Pauillac’s ferocious appearance, she was suddenly startled. Her hands trembled in shock, and the tray landed. The lady boss jumped up as if stepping on an electric door, and pointed. Poillac scolded: "Plague stuff, your eyes are like cowpea buns, who are you with?"
Evil said: "Auntie, he is trying hard at you, let your son come back and shoot him."
"Falling calf, my eyes are not blind, he is here for you, I don't care about the things between you, now my plate hits, I don't care who you pay, anyway, someone has to pay me." The proprietress said in a vicious voice: "No matter how strong you are, I am afraid of guns. Don't say I didn't remind you, this place is not your Kangtou."
Li Muye smiled and asked, "Then how much do you plan to cost for this plate?"
"This is an ancestral plate. Our family has opened a shop here since the Ming Dynasty. This plate has been used until now, so it costs 10,000 yuan." The proprietress Lion said loudly.
Li Muye said: "The prices of your place are a bit arbitrary. You dare to ask others for 3,000 yuan for a pot of vegetable oil. You obviously broke a plate by yourself. You need 10,000 yuan for the foreign buddy to open your mouth. Isn't it an errant?"
For help, you can steal book tickets like stealing food. Come steal the book tickets of your friends and vote for me.
"The head of the house!" The lady boss suddenly broke out and shouted, "You come out and have a look. Someone wants to poop and pee on our house."
"Which donkey ball and horse urine dare to come to my door and play a bastard?" A voice came from the back kitchen: "Look at Lao Tzu not to hack him to death." Then a middle-aged man lifted a hand from the doorway. The big kitchen knife of bone rushed out. Indiscriminately, rushing to Poillac is a cut!
The speed of this knife is not fast, and it simply chops directly to Poyak's shoulder. Poillac is agile and experienced in fighting and fighting. It shouldn’t have been cut by him. However, to everyone’s surprise, even though Poillac had already made evasive actions, the knife was still slashed. On him...
PS: Regarding the monthly pass, even if you are a man, I have to say a sincere thank you! The old hooligan was actually very moved. I have been in the industry for ten years and have been tepid, but I have made a group of old readers who will never give up. To be honest, they are really a group of very old readers. After ten years, a considerable number of them have even been When people reach middle age, there are young and old, and they can’t afford to be sick and can’t afford to waste their lives. They have already passed the age for a little hobby regardless of the cost. The monthly pass, no matter how many, is probably from one's own cigarettes. Box of wine bottles saved in daily communication. So this monthly pass not only represents hobbies, but also affection. The old hooligans have no retribution, so they fight for five shifts today, and there are at least three chapters behind. Finally: reward the monthly pass and do what you can. (End of this chapter)