The sword energy ripped apart, and the waves surged and overflowed in all directions, making a sound like muffled thunder.
Apart from the sound of the waves, there was only dead silence.
Xiang Hongbao stared blankly at the huge ship from the Holy Church sinking into the sea. He saw knights wearing classical creation armor diving from the ship like dumplings, causing large splashes of water.
Stay away from the ship as hard as you can, fearing a huge explosion.
But in the end, the ship just sank like a rotten stone.
The knights, who are like tin cans, must expend considerable strength to stay afloat.
Ji Kangle and others' hearts beat heavily, and their breathing became a little short.
But there was a look of pleasure in his eyes.
The waves suddenly parted in the middle.
A middle-aged man wearing silver armor stepped directly onto the sea. With blue eyes, he stared at Wei Yuan and said slowly: "Why are you attacking us?"
He still uses that ancient language.
This is to pretend to be stupid to the end.
Suddenly he saw Xiang Hongbao sliding down from the helicopter on a rope. His eyes narrowed slightly. He was a member who was qualified to participate in some church affairs. He could be said to be a middle-level person. Now he was mixed with these people. The Vatican's secondary referee said in shock.
: "Xiang, why are you here?"
This sentence is still in the ancient language of the church.
Xiang Hongbao was silent for a while.
Then he looked seriously and said to the church judge: "Actually..."
"I'm a policeman."
……………………??!
At this moment, the mood of the Holy See Referee changed from confusion to anger.
Xiang Hongbao, who had thrown out a bad joke, was elated.
But the Chinese side was a little embarrassed.
Wei Yuan put away his sword and said:
"In accordance with international practice, after three warnings, the extraordinary person will not stop taking action and accept cooperation."
"It will be regarded as a provocation and we are qualified to take action."
"You are under arrest, His Excellency the Inquisitor of the Holy See."
The chief referee came forward with a fierce momentum, but was silenced for a moment by the chief judge who cut off the giant wheel with a sword.
He seemed helpless and sighed.
Then the water suddenly exploded beneath his feet.
His whole body was like a cannonball being discharged from the barrel, instantly grazing towards Xiang Hongbao.
Xiang Hongbao, who knew he knew the languages of other countries, and the 'traitor' of the church must die.
The right fist paused for a moment, but the force contained in it became more fierce, and it was punched out violently.
This punch was enough to penetrate the secret wall of the ancient fortress.
Xiang Hongbao seemed unable to react at all.
But when the middle-aged man's fist came down hard, he suddenly realized something was wrong. A sharp pain came from the edge of the fist that was as polished as blue rock. When the fist hit it, there was even a feeling of hitting the steel.
It felt like the middle-aged man's eyes changed. When he saw a tall monk appearing in front of Xiang Hongbao, he hit the man's chest with his fist, but it had no effect.
Not even a ripple appeared in the sleep at the monk's feet.
It was as if all the punches were absorbed by him.
The middle-aged man looked stern, stepped back suddenly, and turned around to draw his sword.
Yuanjue recited a Buddhist chant, raised his hand, turned over his five fingers, and pressed it directly on the top of the blond man's head with a huge force, but the latter just felt the breeze blowing on his face, and then, as if the sea suddenly collapsed under his feet, huge waves rushed towards him crazily.
It slapped the surroundings, and the roaring sound was like thunder, like natural disasters and divine wrath, roaring in the ears and heart of the middle-aged referee.
After a few breaths, the waves calmed down.
Yuanjue took back his right hand.
The chief referee, who had murderous intentions in his heart just now, calmed down.
The palm of his hand trembled slightly as he moved away from the hilt of the sword.
The knights looked at the always calm and domineering chief judge and clenched their swords.
A burst of heroic momentum.
Xiang Hongbao also reminded in a low voice:
"Beware of the secrets of the Inquisition."
In silence, the referee raised his left hand, and then slowly raised his right hand.
"I demand humane and democratic treatment."
…………
For Wei Yuan, the temporary solution to these ill-intentioned church monks is just a matter of course. His real goal is to find out what the incident in the East China Sea has to do with the water god Gong Gong. For safety, Wei Yuan and Yuan Jue need help first.
Send these knights back.
Along the way, we arrived at the place where the church's fictional angel lost contact.
It is a calm sea area.
At least based on Wei Yuan's perception, he didn't feel there was anything wrong. He didn't sense the ancient divine power from the world of mountains and seas. When he asked Yuanjue, Yuanjue also shook his head. In the Buddhist gate, Yuanjue was holding a nine-ringed tin staff.
His cultivation level can be considered to be in the first echelon. He studied both the consciousness-only sect of gradual enlightenment and the Zen sect of sudden enlightenment. His method of enlightening the mind with the heart is very strong, but he has no perception.
There's none……
Could it be that the changes in the East China Sea were not due to Gonggong?
Could it be that the problem was caused by the Garden of Eden discovered last time?
Wei Yuan had doubts one after another in his mind, and he pretended to ask Feng Siyu casually, but the girl just focused on thinking about the food and didn't feel anything. Wei Yuan finally decided to settle on the coast of the East China Sea first, and then think about other things.
If the solution doesn't work, I'll ask Wuzhi Qi again.
If the candle is Jiuyin, Gonggong may be awakened.
His thoughts were churning, while Zhang Hao next to him grabbed Xiang Hongbao and said doubtfully:
"Since when did you become a police officer?"
Xiang Hongbao said awkwardly: "I'm not..."
"I just always wanted to say this line."
Zhang Hao: "…………"
Xiang Hongbao changed the topic, coughed, looked at the gentle and calm monk, his eyes brightened, and said:
"By the way, Master, what was the name of that palm you just struck? Does it have a name?"
Yuanjue saluted with one hand and replied: "That palm was passed down from my master."
"The moves are gentle, don't attack people's vital points, use skillful power to defeat people, and don't do much killing."
"That's why it's called Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye Hand."
Everyone who heard this sentence recalled the palm that directly hit a wave and fell into silence. Xiang Hongbao turned around and looked at the huge palm print that appeared on the shoulder of the chief referee after Yuan Jue pressed it.
, the corners of his mouth twitched.
no……
This thing...compassion?
As long as my power is strong enough to scare the other person into not wanting to draw the knife, then I don't have to kill him.
So, strength equals compassion?
Xiang Hongbao began to wonder if there was something wrong with the people in the museum.
Looking at Wei Yuan who was lost in thought and had no results, he suddenly felt a little excited and said:
"Master Wei, what's the name of that sword you just struck? Is it some unique secret book?" Before he was tricked into the Nestorian Church with two lollipops by the Education Committee uncle, he was yearning for the swordsman in white.
Chic and ethereal painting style.
"Ah? Swordsmanship? There's no name..."
Wei Yuan raised his head and replied: "I want to talk about the secret book."
"Hmm...Chapter 3 of "Elective Physics for Senior High School Students" published by People's Education Press?"
Xiang Hongbao: "???"
Wei Yuan explained: "The sword is straight. It uses lightning to inject electric current, and then moves straight. Based on the principles of electricity and magnetism, the sword energy is used to expand the thunder and magnetic field, and then it cuts down quickly in an instant. By controlling the intensity of the lightning, it causes high temperature
and chaotic magnetic fields.”
"Do you understand that electricity generates magnetism?"
"This thing is much easier to deal with modern electronic equipment than simple sword energy."
Xiang Hongbao fell into silence.
Suddenly I felt that the painting style in that museum, whether it was the owner or the staff, was a bit crooked.
Zhang Hao, you are right!
Yuan Jue praised: "It is indeed a good method. Did you come up with it, Master Wei?"
"No, it was Master Zhang who said that."
"When he was young, he went to Fog City for a 'friendly exchange' and felt that magic should not stick to the rules of the past. He said that if the ancestral master Zhang Daoling was still alive, he would definitely learn this knowledge. For this reason, and at the time he was raped by a
The detective was annoyed by a doctor, so he hid his identity and took classes at a London university."
"Oh, is it Wudu University?"
"No, it's Wudu Women's University."
"??!"
Wei Yuan looked at Yuan Jue, coughed, and said: "He seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old at the time. He was wanted across the country in the foggy city and was injured. He had no choice but to hide at night and attend classes during the day. As for the reason...
…I heard that there is a treasure house called the Door of Truth on the highest floor of the Tower of London, where the royal family of Fog City lives.”
Yuan Jue said: "The poor monk has also heard of it. According to legend, it is a treasure land that is not inferior to the secret treasures of dragons and tigers in China."
Wei Yuan said: "There is a sword mark on that door."
Yuanjue was stunned: "??!"
He reacted and said in disbelief: "Could it be that..."
Wei Yuan put the sword on his knees, nodded and said:
"He did it."
"At that time, he was wanted because he used all his strength with his sword and his sword energy penetrated the fifteen-meter mithril gate."
"This... why?"
Wei Yuan said helplessly:
"Because he heard that there was wine brewed by the Lake Fairy left over from the time of the Knights of the Round Table."
"He had just finished drinking his wine at that time."
There was dead silence on the ship.
That's ridiculous.
But in the absurdity, I don’t know why there is a trace of wanton and unrestrained.
Xiang Hongbao opened his mouth, half envious and half complaining:
"He might as well have tied up the Lake Fairy."
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment and said awkwardly:
"He did tie him up..."
"Um??!"
This is the real reason why Ah Xuan told Wei Yuan why everyone in Longhu Mountain did not allow Master Tian to drink. It is considered a black history. After hearing this, Wei Yuan felt that this order to abstain from drinking was still necessary, but Wei Yuan felt that now
The old Heavenly Master sitting on the dragon and tiger, looking at the human world, is naturally magnanimous, but the young Taoist who was obsessed with wine and swords when he was young is also chic enough and romantic enough.
So cool and crazy.
It was because he knew that the royal family of Wudu regarded the goblins in the lake as their private property and set up formations in the surrounding dense forest to prevent the goblins from going out and not allowing others to enter. When he was a boy, Zhang Ruosu became temperamental and disgusted that Wudu had developed a hatred for China.
Unexpectedly, during the royal ceremony, he pierced the royal guard with his sword.
He set up the Taoist magic circle and directly broke through the seal of Fog City.
In the eyes of the lake fairy with a long history and countless legends.
The boy with black hair as long as the night fell from the sky like a god and appeared in front of her.
Sleeves full of moonlight, full of sword spirit.
Wei Yuan recalled what Ah Xuan said and said briefly:
"He took the Lake Goblin with him and traveled around Europe for ten months. Before leaving, he broke into the Tower of London for the second time and sent back the famous sword that the Knights of the Round Table had 'obtained' from the Lake Goblin. A report
In retaliation, the property will be returned to its original owner."
"Then he bought alcohol to save on the ship fare and secretly boarded the ship. As a result, he got drunk and got on the wrong ship. It was a ship transporting prisoners, and he was sent to Australia. This probably happened when he was more than nineteen years old.
But later he lived quite comfortably in Australia, but there was nothing I could do about it, most Taoist swordsmen have this personality."
"Throw them on the island and count the ants and they will be happy."
Xiang Hongbao's face was full of envy, and the referee's heart was shaken by huge waves. These deeds corresponded to a name in his mind. At this time, the ship arrived at the coast. In order to prevent this group of knights from causing trouble, Wei Yuan and
Yuan Jue had to escort them to the special operations group.
Of course, there will be a dedicated person in charge after that.
Ji Kangle sent them out and said: "I really want to thank you, the guards, for this time. Otherwise, we might not be able to stop the Holy See."
Wei Yuan shook his head and said: "What should be done."
Ji Kangle thanked him several times and suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Master Wei, if you want to find out what happened recently in the East China Sea, you can go to a small island... I remember the people from those holy churches said
The place is quite close.”
"There is a village of people living there."
"When we come back from a mission, if we can't come back in time at night, we often stay there all night and get quite familiar with it. How about I take you to have a look?"
Near the East China Sea Incident?
Wei Yuan was thoughtful, thinking of Zhu Jiuyin's judgment on this trip, that it was dangerous, but not fatal, and even a little unexpected, and he felt a little calmer.