From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 141 Chapter [-] The real monarch leaves the customs, the battle is imminent

As Vsevolod reminisced about his youth, the ship soon crossed the strait and entered the Aegean Sea.

Drifting on the sea, staying in the cabin every day is very boring. In order to pass the time, Hou Tonghai and Vsevolod and their sons also began to chat constantly.

Since Vsevolod and the others don’t practice internal skills, they use secret techniques and specific tools to beat their bodies, so now they stay on the boat without auxiliary tools, and they can’t eat much alchemy medicine and meat, so naturally they can’t practice. Their fighting skills can only pass the time by chatting and playing chess.

However, they seem to be very interested in the situation of the Quanzhen Sect and the Middle Earth. These days, they have been letting Hou Tonghai talk about the Quanzhen Sect and the Middle Earth. They are especially interested in the deeds of the Qingxuan Zhenjun. He can also talk about Western things, but how can he teach Hou Tonghai some Slavic, French, Latin and so on.

During the chat, the ship slowly approached the mainland, and the eight little princes cheered and went to take the helm and adjust the sails. Hou Tonghai snorted coldly when he saw that they were full of confidence.

Vsevolod asked: "Do you really think that I can't win against you Qingxuan Zhenjun?"

Hou Tonghai has listened to the stories of many European masters for many days, but the more he listens, the less he agrees, and he sneered: "You European martial arts masters have no knowledge. It's because of limited skill. After all, outer martial arts are limited, while inner martial arts are unlimited, unfathomable, and uncapped. So I dare to conclude that if you meet our Quanzhen Qingxuan Zhenjun, you may not be able to accept it. He slaps."

"Nonsense, our European martial arts are all inherited from the Holy See, and the martial arts of the Tianfang religion in the Western Regions are the same source. They are the earliest inherited "secret method of dividing the sea" and "Samson pull the column", and they have a long history. Earth and Tianzhu are different.

Although these two divine arts have long since been lost, both the Holy See and the Eastern Orthodox Church's secret method of forging the body of a paladin or the martial arts of the Tianfang religion are essentially derived from these two divine arts. Although the Nordic polytheism also has a set of 'ice fields' Demon Transformation', and King Arthur's "Sacred Sword of the King's Way", but it will not be stronger than the inheritance of our two Holy Sees.

We don't practice your Eastern Qi-jin internal skills, but no matter how high your internal skills are, can you be much more powerful than lions and tigers?Can it be more powerful than a rhino elephant?When our martial arts practice reaches the highest level, we can push it to the stone temple, move the big boat, and overthrow the elephant. Can you do it with your inner abilities? "

Vsevolod had listened to Hou Tonghai touting their internal strength for more than ten days, but now he has also researched a little trick, knowing that it is just a technique to assist in exertion, some kind of mysterious energy stored through the meridians in the body.

Vsevolod felt that with Hou Tonghai's internal strength, no matter how strong he was ten times, he would not necessarily have his own strength, and the internal strength was the more powerful the time he practiced. Xievolod felt that even if the internal strength of the Qingxuan Zhenjun was high, it would not necessarily be stronger than his own strength, and their Quanzhenjiao seemed to be not good at external skills, so Vsevolod felt that even if the external skills were added, the Qingxuan Zhenjun was at most better than him. Be stronger yourself.

Consciously figured out the tricks of the East, Vsevolod became angry when he heard Hou Tonghai boasting about their internal skills of the East, and argued with an angry beard.

Hou Tonghai was not irritated when he heard it, but was overjoyed. It turned out that the secret methods of forging the holy knights that he had obtained in the Holy Tomb of the Orthodox Church under the Lingguang View had such a great background.

This old Slavic prince was able to use this secret technique to train the outer martial arts from the outside to the inside. Although he still doesn't know how to use and cultivate his internal strength, the power of internal and external fusion is far from his own.

Hou Tonghai felt that Vsevolod's skill was better than that of his master Sha Tongtian, Peng Big Brother, and Master Lingzhi, and it was estimated that he was no longer under the opportunity of Changchun Zhenzhenqiu. doubled.

Moreover, Hou Tonghai felt that he was old and had disabilities, so it was not the first thing he wanted to practice this magical exercise. He saw that Vsevolod was almost 80 years old, but he was as strong as a young man. If he You can also cultivate successfully, and the blood of the bones that are about to decline can also return to youth.

Hou Tonghai bowed his head and rejoiced, but Vsevolod thought it was Hou Tonghai who was speechless by what he said, and then sat on the deck with satisfaction and waited for the ship to dock.

Soon the long ship was docked at the dock, and then ten people disembarked and casually went to the tavern to eat some meals and stayed.

At this time, August 1235, 8 of the Julian calendar, there was still a month before the duel duel, so Vsevolod, who had been on the road for more than a month, was ready to rest for a few days in the port of Lido di Roma.

Hou Tonghai was also enjoying his leisure time, and began to silently practice the secrets of physical exercise and martial arts.

At this time, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the blue-topped fort in Tabriz city, which is nearly [-] miles east of Rome, and then dozens of Quanzhen disciples and fireworkers in the fort suddenly felt cold. , like falling into an ice cellar.

"It's the hottest time in Tabriz, why suddenly it's winter!"

"I was sweating just now, and now I'm shivering from the cold..."

Everyone was talking in amazement. Suddenly, the chill melted away, and the castle returned to the sultry summer just now. Everyone was surprised and suddenly heard a clear whistle. Luxi color.

"It's Zhenjun who has left!"

"The real monarch is out, go and report to the palace master."

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There was chaos in the Blue Top Fort. After a stick of incense, Yin Kexi brought his brothers to the attic of Houbao to visit his teacher, but he saw the door was wide open, and Lin Qingxuan was no longer there. When he walked in, he saw the lotus flower on the ground. There is a line of clear handwriting printed on the patterned carpet, which looks like a trace of fire, but it seems to be written with a brush, and it can be seen that Zangfeng Lufeng and twisting and pressing.

"Everyone performs their duties and guards the door. I will go to the Holy See."

Yin Kexi looked at the handwriting and couldn't understand it. Although he could guess that the teacher used iron finger work and other kung fu to run Zhiyang Jinli to write it, but what kind of magic did the teacher use, and how could he write effectively on the paper with the brush? Just like that, I just don't understand it, and it's even unbelievable.

Although he couldn't figure it out, Yin Kexi knew that his teacher was a martial artist, and he was not surprised that he could have such amazing skills. He immediately arranged for his disciples to be stationed in the Landingbao and Yuqing Palace, and at the same time, flying pigeons passed books to various places, requesting that the lower houses of Taoist temples in various places also Be cautious.

Lin Qingxuan practiced Quanzhen Jiao Xuan Gong to the point of perfection more than ten years ago, and before the retreat, he was even at the pinnacle, comparable to the patriarch Wang Chongyang back then.

After this retreat, I used the Heavenly Acting Mirror to deduce the wrong sentences on the seventh floor of the Great Movement of the Universe, and then I practiced it. Then I deduced both the sixth floor of the burning art and the sixth floor of the black water real method that I created. Make mistakes and omissions, then practice step by step, improve step by step, and wait until all of them are completed ten days ago.

By that time, Lin Qingxuan's burning art and the sixth layer of the black water real method were all completed. These two Daoist magic techniques could not enhance Lin Qingxuan's many skills, but they could make Lin Qingxuan's internal strength more pure, and at the same time It can use powerful supporting martial arts, such as the Sixth Heaven's Burning Heaven Palm and the Black Water Heavy Palm.

Lin Qingxuan's skill at this time is only half-percent better than before the retreat, and [-]% of the effect is due to practicing the full version of the Great Movement of the Universe. Dao Fa, Lin Qingxuan felt that when he started his hand, his skill increased by [-]% to [-]%.

Until now, the formidable power of these two Taoist arts has surpassed Bajibeng, and they have become the trump card in Lin Qingxuan's hands that can kill the great master in seconds.

Because of the black water true method that was created first and then deduced, Lin Qingxuan only started to practice the black water true method two months ago. Just got out of the gate.

The sudden change in the temperature in the Blue Top Fort is the change that occurred when Lin Qingxuan left the customs from the extreme cold to the yin infuriating qi of the sixth layer of black water. If it was outside, it would not be so obvious. flow, so there will be a clear feeling.

After he successfully exited the customs, Lin Qingxuan pinched his fingers and knew that it was already more than 8 months in the Julian calendar. It was still a month before the "decisive battle on the top of Rome" agreed with Avanti. Lin Qingxuan was worried that he would not be able to make it in time. He stretched out his finger and wrote a line on the carpet in front of him with a burning formula, and flew out of the fort.

Lin Qingxuan flew out of the city like a gust of breeze and disappeared into the mountains in a moment.

Just as Lin Qingxuan was rushing towards Rome, a large mixed sailing ship on the Atlantic Ocean was riding the wind and waves through the Strait of Gibraltar, heading towards the Mediterranean Sea.

The boat was more than ten feet long, and on the bow stood an old man who looked extremely old. He kept looking at the sea in the east, with a complicated expression on his face, and he seemed to have a smile, but at the time he was also a little sad.

After a long time, a tall and strong old man and a petite girl walked behind the old man.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?" The girl said, putting a sackcloth on the old man, and said, "The sea breeze will blow into the bones of people, you have to be careful."

The old man's eyelids trembled, and he glanced at his granddaughter, who was as delicate and bright as a flower, and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

The girl smiled and said, "Grandma said it before."

"Marion is making a fuss." The old man smiled, then sighed softly.

When the girl knew that her grandfather thought of her grandmother again, she grabbed her grandfather's hand.

The tall old man said in a deep voice, "It's been 12 years since Marion passed away, can't you let it go? She is a good person, she must have gone to heaven."

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the guardrail in front of him, and said lightly: "I'm mainly sentimental when I'm old. Didn't we cross the strait by boat when we went to rescue the Lionheart King? But now the friends, comrades and relatives of All dead, what a hero Lionheart? Marion is so beautiful..."

The sturdy old man snorted: "When did our leader of the thieves, the Earl of Huntington, who was proclaimed by the Lionheart King, get old in Robin Hood?"

Robin Hood laughed and said, "It's still you, little John, you always have a heart of stone, and you've never been sad."

Little John was about to speak and suddenly looked at the ocean on the left side of the hull and frowned: "What is that so fast? Is it a sea monster?"

The girl looked at a white figure hundreds of feet away in the sea, sliding rapidly on the sea surface. The speed was extremely fast. It looked like a fish but seemed to be somewhat humanoid, and said in surprise: "A mermaid?"

Robin Hood stared at it, and suddenly grinned: "It's the Viking King Ulf riding a narwhal on his way."

"Ulf, are you still alive?"

Little John narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Avanti invited him too?"

Robin Hood smiled and said: "That's right, since we want to invite the most powerful heroes from east, west, north and south to a duel, then the Viking King is a testimony to the inheritance of polytheism. It is said that he has practiced Viking warfare and battle songs to an unparalleled level. I really want to. knowledge and knowledge."

The young girl hadn't heard of the Viking King's deeds, so she curled her lips and said, "Grandpa, your first pair of heart arrows in the world, I don't think anyone can stop you."

"Joyce, you are so confident in Grandpa..."

Robin Hood and Little John both laughed.

When the three of them were talking on the bow, the white line not far away approached the side of the boat, and everyone could see that the white line was splashing waves. Covered with scars and strong muscles like an axe, he rides a huge thirty-foot narwhal under his crotch, with one hand firmly on the horn. , the narwhal seems to be very obedient, constantly following his instructions to move forward on the surface of the sea.

For a moment the whale approached Robin Hood's boat, and the giant whale riding raised his head and looked at Robin Hood. It hurts me a lot from the double-heart arrow, this time I will have a good time!”

The giant spoke French, which was somewhat unclear. Even if the sea breeze was cold, he could still clearly echo in the air. The three Robin Hoods were proficient in Latin, French, Arabic, and Danish, so they understood them all.

The girl Joyce was slightly surprised and thought: So this Viking Giant King and my grandfather had a duel 50 years ago. He is really powerful. I wonder if my grandfather can beat him at such an age?
Robin Hood smiled and said in Danish: "Ulf, you also go to Rome, you haven't been to Jerusalem and you haven't seen Avanti's martial arts. I think when you see his martial arts in Rome, you won't necessarily want to follow him. I duel."

Ulf snorted coldly and said, "You used to respect Avanti very much back then. I know that he recaptured Jerusalem and repelled the Lionheart King, you and the Knights Templar attack, and you are very famous. If you don't want to see It won't come a long way to see his abilities."

Robin Hood smiled and said, "You are too tired to ride a whale. Why don't you get on the boat and have a cup of hot tea."

Ulf suddenly bounced out of the sea with a promise, and then the deck shook, the ship tilted to the left, and on the left deck stood a giant ten feet tall, with golden hair, blue eyes, and scarred hands. Holding a huge bone rod, one thick and one thin, Joyce looked towards the sea and saw the huge narwhal whining and struggling to dive into the water, knowing that when he jumped up, he even gave life to the narwhal of the giant whale. Broken.

Suddenly I saw that Joyce thought that Grandpa John was a rare giant in the world, but compared to the Viking King, Grandpa John was like a child.

Ulf took a few steps, and Joyce felt the deck under her feet tremble constantly, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart.

Robin Hood seemed to have noticed Joyce's change, and turned his head: "Go get someone to bring out some tables, chairs and teapots for snacks. It's too embarrassing for Ulf to enter the cabin. Let's drink tea and talk on the deck."

Joyce left in a hurry, Little John frowned and took a step back. Ulf grinned and licked his lips and sat down directly. His huge shoulders looked like a wall, and he sat a lot higher than Robin Hood.

"You don't need to eat snacks. If you have roast meat and bread, you can bring it. If I am happy, I will not kill Robin Hood in Rome. I will go to clean up the Paladins and Avanti, and the mysterious wizard from the East."

(End of this chapter)