...

Before he fainted, his heart was filled with sadness.￥f,

His dignified son Wright's reputation was ruined by the little angel who was half-understanding. Although he was dragged in at that time, he was really not done.

But after being exaggerated by the little angel, it will become something that is wrong.

Heart collapse!

Before he fainted, he heard the Saint Lulu say good things for him. Her voice said fragilely: "Sister Mingyue, His Highness the Holy Son is the face of our Holy See. Please everyone, this matter must end here, and don't spread it anymore."

Poor Wright, a mouthful of old blood was rushing in his heart. He really wanted to shout sadly, "My brother is innocent and has not been successful by anyone... Saint, Saint, thank you so much for helping me make the final decision."

He wanted to shout and couldn't say anything, so he was so exhausted.

...

After a moment.

Saint Lulu, Gao Mingyue, ascetic Nini, and little angel Beibei were buried in a cell. They each told themselves how they were caught, trying to absorb experience and learn from lessons.

Everyone is arrogant and arrogant, and no one wants to be expelled from this hell-style special training.

"Wow~ Brother Wang Yan is too bad, so bad, Beibei is so scared." The little angel Beibei "heard of evil deeds again, and added another feeling to Wang Yan's villain.

The blushing seemed to be the ascetic Nini. She stared at this scene with her eyes wide open and listened to the scene in disbelief. Her heart was even more broken than the Holy Son Wright because she had two sworn brothers.

The eldest brother Lei Hong is already weird enough. He is usually cool and cool, but after drinking a few sips of wine, he becomes a funny young man with a slutty silk. The second brother Wang Yan usually looks quite normal. He is sunny and handsome, and is the super male god in the minds of thousands of girls. But once it is involved in battle, he will become a second person with no bottom line and various shameless tricks emerge one after another.

For a moment, Nini began to feel that it was the second biggest mistake in her life after she came down from the monastery in the Alps. As for the biggest mistake, of course, she was coaxed into a sworn girl by a few words...

Listening to the accusation between Lulu and Mingyue, her face was hot and ashamed, and she was a little tears. What kind of evil did Nini do in her previous life? She actually had such a sworn brother and a sworn brother.

"I heard from Master Yan Zun. He didn't want us to have a chance to pass the first trial." Saint Lulu began to burst out the little information, "What he meant was to hit the arrogance on us and sharpen the sharpness on us. Let us deeply understand that it is not that talent is outstanding, but that young and promising can be rampant. He doesn't want the halo on us to create a vanity and false sense of security. The real enemy will not care about your identity and origin."

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, Lord Yan Zun's words are quite reasonable." Gao Mingyue's eyes became much deeper and more steady. "At the same time, I would like to thank Comrade Lao Wang for teaching me an extremely vivid lesson. Haha, I will definitely use my Invitational Moon Sword to repay you well."

"Don't worry, he can't escape. Yan Zun will definitely get him back." The Holy Maiden of Light Lulu looked around and frowned slightly and said, "It seems that Lei Hong has not been caught yet? He is quite capable."

"Bang!"

As soon as the Saint Lulu finished speaking, she heard a heavy object being thrown in.

The two evil-spirited judges said fiercely: "If you dare to make trouble again, don't blame us for putting you in a secret room."

The "heavy object" rolled on the ground twice, then patted his butt and stood up, holding a bottle of two taels of Erguotou in his hand, with a flushed face, and then raised his middle finger and said arrogantly and domineeringly: "Come on. Are you afraid of your Master Hong? Go back and tell Yan Zun that old man, wait, when your Master Hong is successful in his cultivation, he will definitely kick his butt."

This embarrassed drunk man, of course, is Lei Bo, Brother Bo. Seeing that he is in a mess, his wings and feathers are burnt in large parts. Obviously, this time he suffered a lot in Yan Zun's hands, no wonder he was so arrogant after drinking.

"Just you!" The Knight of Judgment snorted disdainfully, "Practice well for one or two hundred years before you can say such big talk."

"Stop talking nonsense to him. Keep him in a small dark room and wake up." Another Knight of Decision sternly said, "You can let him see the torture instruments that have not been moved for a long time."

"Stop." The saint Lulu hurriedly opened the fence and ran over, helped Lei Bo, who was drunk, and said to the two judges, "I'll put him in place, you guys go down first."

"His Majesty." The two judges gave a salute, and then said in a serious voice, "I hope you can restrain your companions, and both Lord Yan Zun and the Pope's Crown order. You are not allowed to leave the dungeon within a week, otherwise we can kill them."

After saying that, the two ruling knights retreated.

After the Paladin left, everyone looked at each other. Now, even Lei Hong was caught back, and now there was only one Wang Yan left outside. For a moment, the two women of Saint Lulu and Gao Mingyue were also very entangled.

That is, I hope Wang Yan is caught and let them vent their anger. I don’t want him to be caught. At least, among the younger generation, he can still persist outside...

...

"The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."

Wang Yan enjoyed the afterglow of the sunset, recited poems, and looked into the distance.

He rode a camel, leisurely and carelessly walking in the boundless desert. The camel took small steps, and his speed was neither too fast nor too slow. After this day, he had only walked fifty or sixty kilometers.

Although the journey is a drop in the bucket, this experience has been a wash of the calendar and broadened Wang Yan's mood.

The Sahara Desert is one of the warmest regions in the world. Wang Yan, who practiced the Pure Yang Divine Art and accepted the inheritance of the Immortal Ming King Sutra, was like a fish in water in it.

Speaking of "The Unmoving Ming Wang Jing", it rejected Gao Mingyue at that time and directly penetrated into Wang Yan's sea of ​​consciousness. Obviously, Wang Yan's degree of fit is far greater than Gao Mingyue, according to the inheritance and self-judgment.

Indeed, the word "有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有有

However, because Wang Yan is majoring in "Pure Yang Divine Art", the Unmoving King Jing can only play an auxiliary role. The biggest change is that Wang Yan's Pure Yang True Fire has a trace of golden aura.

This made Wang Yan's pure Yang True Fire harder and more domineering.

I believe that persistently practicing the Unmoving Mingwang Sutra will continue to transform the Pure Yang True Fire and become more and more powerful.

In addition, there is also a set of "The Glazed Gold Body Technique of the Bodhisattva of the Moving King" in the Sutra of the Moving King, and a set of "The Nine Characters of the Moving King" for inheritors to practice. The former is the magical technique of body tempering. After practicing to the great success, once the exercise is exercised, the whole body will become like the pouring of glass gold, with all poisons not coming in, water and fire do not invade, and as if it is not moving as a mountain.

In short, it is a very powerful ability to resist strikes.

As for the Nine-character Mantra, it is theoretically the inheritance of the Taoist Taoism in China. However, in the long process of development of Buddhism and Taoism, many things have been integrated and connected with each other and have learned from each other, so I don’t care too much about it.

Once the Nine-character Mantra is used during a fight, it will have various outstanding effects of retreating or increasing the support. However, like the "Immortal Lord Bodhisattva's Glazed Golden Body Technique", it requires continuous tempering to truly become your own combat skills.

During the whole day of riding a camel, Wang Yan was sorting out the inheritance information of the "Unmoving Ming Wang Jing" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and now he has sorted out almost everything. As for practicing, he is not in a hurry for the time being.

The most urgent task now is to successfully return to Huahai City to complete the task according to your ingenious ideas.

When Wang Yan thought of the route he had planned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even if Uncle Pao broke his head, he would never think of his planned route.

At this moment.

A buzzing sound of the engine sounded in the distance.

Wang Yan rode a camel and stepped on the sand dunes from a distance. With his outstanding vision, he discovered a team of several mechanical sand bikes several kilometers away. They galloped in the barren desert, and a high dust rose up behind the convoy.

Technology is becoming more and more advanced today.

Some specially designed and modified desert cars are much more useful than camels when galloping in the desert.

Wang Yan ignored the mechanical team and just continued to drive the camels to walk down the sand dunes. This is the case in the desert, with sand dunes connected to sand dunes, as if boundless.

Wang Yan ignored them, but the other party seemed to be very interested in Wang Yan.

In a short while, the convoy of seven or eight metal monster-like sand trucks rushed to Wang Yan in the roaring engine sound. A white woman wearing sunglasses and camouflage uniform in the front car screamed at Wang Yan.

Of course, Wang Yan couldn't understand any of those words. After glanced at her lazily, he continued to ride the camel on his own and walk at his own pace. Although these guys were aggressive and there were many fully armed soldiers in the car, they probably had nothing to do with Uncle Cannon, they were just a group of ordinary people.

The white woman was slightly stunned when she saw Wang Yan ignore her, and was about to shout a few more words.

A beard beside her was white, and the fat old man stopped her and said in English: "Stop shouting, he may not understand if you communicate with him in Berber. Because judging from his outfit, he should be a Tuareg, a branch of the Berber people, a rare race, with only one million people."

Wang Yan thought to himself, it turns out that my outfit is from Tuareg, uh, I don’t understand at all.

Then, the old man began to show off again: "The Tuaregs are a very strange race. They are the only race among the entire Arab race where women do not wear veils but men wear veils. Women have a higher status than men."

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost spit out old blood. He casually made a nomadic costume. It turned out to be a race that was superior to men. No wonder, all of those men went out wearing blue veils, and Wang Yan thought it was for sun protection and dust protection.

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Chapter completed!