At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

As Liu Zhang said, how could there be so many remains of eminent monks for them to practice magic weapons.

Just because you have it, you may not be able to share it with him.

Daxue Mountain is located in the bitter cold, and its only resource is people.

Through brainwashing, they asked those people to recite sutras from an early age and trained them in a targeted manner, just like livestock breeding in the Central Plains.

In this way, they can meet the requirements of becoming magical weapon materials, and then use some cruel methods to make up for the defects that cannot be cultivated.

All kinds of methods were combined to create a magical weapon that they were satisfied with.

The Central Plains is truly a treasure.

It is indeed said that it has outstanding people and great resources, but now it is poor and weak. The people here seem to be not much different from the animals in the Snowy Mountains, and they are all very numb.

It's a good time to start.

No wonder those foreigners are all lying down to suck blood.

If those foreigners are willing to give them more things, they can cooperate with these foreigners to divide the entire China.

However, even though the Central Plains is rich in resources, he believed that there would be nothing better than the material in front of him.

Ordinary nobles have golden bones, but Lin Yu in front of him is absolutely golden among the golden.

He was lucky enough to see the reincarnation of their living saint.

The aura of the reincarnated body is not as good as the aura of the little baby in front of me.

Especially knowing that he is only 꺘month old.

Now he is smart and eloquent. He has completed the hundred-day foundation building of Taoism and can fight in a decent manner.

The reincarnation of a living saint is incomparable.

The greed in Fan Seng's eyes could not be concealed.

His skin, his bones, his internal organs, and his soul must be refined into what a powerful magical weapon!

Liu Zhang wanted to return to the Liu family and become the patriarch to prove that he was right.

Then why don't you return to the Snowy Mountains and seize the throne of the reincarnated saint?

At that time, we will cooperate with the British to march into the Central Plains from a high position.

Maybe I can become the master of the world!

"Don't panic, he may not be as difficult to deal with as Liu Zhang!"

Among everyone present, the only one who remained calm was Lin Yu, a 3-month-old baby.

A group of men in their 20s, 40s and 50s all regard this little baby as their backbone.

With Lin Yu speaking out, 놙놆 felt a lot more confident in his heart.

"Line up and raise your gun!"

Everyone's movements were still a little flustered, but still went smoothly.

According to Lin Yu's instructions, they immediately formed a queue.

The spear in his hand was pointed at the monk from a distance.

The monk looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, and the muscles in his face twitched.

It is true that times have changed.

Even a group of people who are not human beings in his own eyes can now take their own lives at any time with guns in hand.

But he was nervous, and he was very confident.

The eight magic beads circled around him, like satellites.

He opened some distance, maintaining a distance of more than ten feet.

"put!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a burst of gunshots at random intervals.

Dozens of pills roared out.

The queue was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

The monk quickly jumped two feet to the side.

Unscathed.

The monk's back felt chilly and was soaked with cold sweat.

But seeing myself unscathed, I gained confidence again.

"Ha, give up the resistance. You are just wasting your time like this. I will make you want to live and die. I will peel off your skin, cramp your muscles, crush your bones and spread ashes!"

Ren Fa boosted the morale of the security team at this time.

"Don't be afraid. Although he can do magic, he is still flesh and blood, not a zombie, and is afraid of bullets. He is really sure to kill us all immediately, so he won't talk nonsense to us."

What Mr. Ren said makes sense.

The people in the security team were calmer again.

The monk sneered twice.

"It is true that 놖 cannot deal with foreign guns, but to deal with you, 놖 does not need to be faster than bullets. It is enough that 놙놚 is faster than you."

Qiu Sheng, however, gritted his teeth and sneered at each other.

"If we're far away, you're faster than us. If we're close, how can you hide from dozens of guns?"

"Hide? I don't plan to hide anymore."

Monk Fan smiled solemnly.

The magic beads flew out of the body.

Lin Yu did not dare to neglect and quickly stepped forward with his sword to resist.

But this magic bead flies no slower than a bullet.

If it weren't for Lin Yu's physique, he would be more than twice that of an ordinary person.

The response and agility are both extremely fast. I'm afraid it's really too late to respond.

Even so, not every magic bead can be picked off.

I had to rely on the diamond talisman, golden light talisman, and 뀖ding뀖armor talisman on my body to carry it.

놙Hear a rumbling sound.

The magic beads really hit me like bombs.

Lin Yu's golden light kept breaking and then repairing.

This monk couldn't just rely on a few talismans to deal with it. Even though his body was covered with amulets, he still suffered a huge impact.

The huge shock force made Lin Yu feel uncomfortable.

A big hole had been created around Lin Yu by the spell.

It was so frightening that no one dared to come near.

"Brother, hold on!"

Everyone was sweating for Lin Yu.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng were worried and guilty. They were both much older than Lin Yu.

When things came to a head, they actually relied on this 3-month-old baby to protect the two grown men.

Being hit by such a violent storm was literally life-threatening.

Everyone has compassion.

Ren Tingting was heartbroken when she saw this.

Her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

But Lin Yu had to resist.

Technology is not like magic.

The destructive power brought by technology is far greater than the defensive power brought by technology.

It is definitely not like in the story that there are several levels of attack spells and several levels of defense spells.

So although these gun-wielding team members have the strength to hurt the foreign monk, they are all weak in front of the magic beads here.

Boom——!

The golden light exploded and dispersed!

A flame ignited on Lin Yu's body.

A golden light talisman and a diamond talisman have been broken.

Before the foreign monk felt a little happy.

Lin Yu turned out another golden light talisman and stuck it on his body.

A richer and heavier golden light than before appeared instantly, as solid as a mountain.

The foreign monk was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Where did you get so many golden talismans?"

Even if Lin Fengjiao was particularly fond of them, there shouldn't be so many talismans available.

After all, human energy is limited.

Lin Fengjiao has used enough talismans in this battle.

Especially in these ordinary two-legged sheep bodies, each body is shining with golden light, how many golden talismans have been wasted?

And how much time is spent on the talisman? Where did Lin Fengjiao get so much energy and so much mana to draw so many golden talismans?

I'm afraid that the Taoist priests hanging up in Maoshan would be jealous and bleed when they saw it.

"Don't worry, you keep shooting!"

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Although he thought he was a genius, he was only a few months old after all, and had no real fighting experience. The monk in front of him was vicious and weird, and the magic weapon in his hand was powerful.

Although he was injured by his sneak attack, he didn't know whether he was acting or not.

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There was no Uncle Nine sitting around.

So Lin Yu was also afraid that he couldn't deal with him.

Now that he had taken the magic beads of this monk, he was indeed powerful and powerful.

It made him feel uncomfortable when it hit him.

But it was not unbearable.

If he only relied on such strength to break his golden light talisman.

Lin Yu touched the thick stack of talismans in his arms, haha, he could fight him for a whole day.

Lin Yu reminded them, and many members of the security team woke up as if from a dream, and raised their guns to shoot at the position where the foreign monk was standing.

[You are commanding a small armed force, commander experience +120]

[You have obtained the skill, commander]

[Commander lv1: The troops under your command, morale +10, combat power +15, coordination +15]

After obtaining new skills, Lin Yu felt that his mind was clearer.

The Niwan Palace was also cool.

[Your mental power has been improved]

[Spirit: 15.5→16.5]

Bang bang bang, a burst of gunfire.

The foreign monk had to change his position again.

This is not a solution.

Whether Lin Fengjiao wins or Liu Zhang wins, once the Qimen formation is broken, there will always be someone to come.

Even if both of them were injured, once they saw that he was about to succeed, they would definitely work together to attack him, always saving the day.

They must be dealt with quickly.

The foreign monk bit his tongue, and the bone stick in his hand directly scratched his left wrist, cutting the blood vessels.

Scarlet blood oozed bitterly.

All of it was smeared on the leather drum in his hand.

The leather drum soaked in blood could not make any loud sounds.

The foreign monk chanted Sanskrit in his mouth and beat the drum in his hand frantically.

He also jumped back and forth like a shaman.

The whole person looked like a wind demon.

Lin Yu immediately felt an invisible wave coming towards him, shaking his spirit.

"Brother, lead them to chant the Golden Light Mantra together."

"Oh, okay!"

Wen agreed hurriedly.

"Recite once, you recite once!"

"The Mysterious Sect of the Earth, the root of all energy..."

"The Mysterious Sect of the Earth, the root of all energy..."

"Practice for billions of kalpas, prove my supernatural powers..."

"Practice for billions of kalpas, prove my supernatural powers..."

The monks chanted in unison, and the sound combined together seemed very powerful.

In the eyes of the foreign monks, it seemed a bit extraordinary.

Even in their Buddhist sect, chanting scriptures in unison to expand the magnificent Buddhist sound is not an easy thing to do.

The monks who chanted scriptures also did morning and evening homework, memorized the scriptures, and cooperated tacitly.

In this way, everyone's spirit can be combined.

And the security team in front of him looked just ordinary people, all of them were paratroopers and swimmers.

Although they were holding guns, they probably didn't receive much military training, and they were completely different from the English soldiers he had seen.

Not to mention, chanting Taoist mantras together can allow the more ethereal spirit, energy and soul to merge.

But at Lin Yu's order, something incredible happened before his eyes.

Vaguely, I saw that these people's spirits were really harmonious.

The golden lights that were originally fighting each other actually merged with each other.

Although the effect is not very obvious, there is indeed a formation between them.

Once the army gains momentum, it is equivalent to the Qimen Warlocks having defeated the formation. Ordinary practitioners cannot be their vanguard.

Although the momentum produced by these people is not enough to form a formation with offensive power.

But dozens of people are connected mentally, causing some connection between the golden light talismans on their bodies.

Dozens of golden light talismans produce some linkages, which cannot be shaken by the monk's magic voice.

After all, these are dozens of golden light talismans. If the monk has this ability, he can kill Lin Fengjiao with his backhand, so there is no need for a battle of wits and courage.

Wen 꺳 and they recited the divine mantra together.

The sound of chanting mantras in my ears seemed to really offset the disgusting drum sound.

I suddenly felt a little refreshed.

And this somewhat solemn voice made them feel calm.

They even felt the connection between each other's golden light, which made them feel warm on their bodies, and the spiritual platform also felt warm.

“Wrap your chicken blood around your own necks.”

This order is very strange.

Before everyone had time to think, they subconsciously followed Lin Yu's instructions.

Monk Fan was really impressed.

"Prodigy, you are such a prodigy! Are you really not the reincarnation of God?"

The chicken blood rope carries a pure Yang aura and has the power to destroy evil.

It was originally used to deal with ghost zombies.

But now he turned around and restrained their leader of the Six Yangs.

The chicken blood rope naturally repels the evil spirits above.

It can also help these human souls to be stable and not be disturbed by the magic sound.

"Raise your guns and fire!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, morale rising.

Bang bang bang!

Fanseng felt a slight sting in several places on his body, obviously feeling a sense of crisis.

Dodged again and again.

Looking at these people, their eyes became a little serious.

The scheduling and coordination between these people has really improved a lot.

Even shooting seems sillier.

[You are commanding a small armed force to fight against the demonic monks, and the commander’s experience is +350]

"Monk, suffer death!"

Lin Yu raised his sword and charged forward.

He was also a little anxious.

Although a three-month-old infant carrying a mahogany sword that was longer than half his body rushed towards a one-meter-tall Buddhist monk, it looked a little funny.

But this time the monk didn't dare to pay attention.

There was a surge of energy in my body, and my hands and feet became much longer.

He seemed to have great strength in his movements, but his face was red from suppressing it.

The two of them started playing ping-pong-pong.

The peach wood sword intersects with the bone staff.

Lin Yu felt that the monk's sudden burst of brute force was astonishing.

"Boy, don't think you are the only one with the strength, try the yoga throw!"

Lin Yu quickly dodged.

The bone staff, carrying Fan Monk's powerful true energy, rumbled against the ground.

But this time the monk didn't feel comfortable either.

Lin Yu's sword slash was also a huge force, a kind of fierce strength.

Lin Yu condensed his physical strength, which was far superior to ordinary people, into a force, and mixed it with magic power to explode instantly. It was natural that it was unbearable.

It's Ming Jin!

Behind the fierce bright energy, there is also a sinister dark energy hidden.

The true energy from the bone staff was transmitted to him.

This monk had to turn his luck into strength.

Ming Jin and Dark Jin are naturally the power-generating techniques that Lin Yu has just learned.

This is brought about by the progress of boxing.

Practicing boxing can form a structure, and the strength of the whole body can be condensed together to instantly explode into a fierce attack that is several times more powerful.

This is Ming Jin.

Understand the hardness and softness, and realize the secret of dark strength. This is dark strength.