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Chapter 29 of the Immortal Master: Who said foreign devils¡¯ knees are straight?

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    Only in this state of complete suppression, other luck, merit, incense, and willpower are reduced to the extreme.  Only then can Wen Fei¡¯s most essential strength be shown.  This is also an important reason why Wen Fei came to the United States.  The last time we fought in the spirit realm was unfavorable, Wen Fei lost a clone.  Only at this moment did Wen Fei suddenly realize that he seemed to have abandoned his thunder method for a long time and had not used it.  Among all Taoist methods, when it comes to attack and killing, the thunder method is naturally the first.  It¡¯s a pity that Wen Fei concentrated on the moral priesthood at that time.  There was no need to come into contact with the laws of thunder and lightning, so the practice of thunder and lightning stopped for a while.  Although he said he didn¡¯t care at all, he acted indifferently.  But in fact, Wen Fei was not as unconcerned as he showed.  You know, if Wen Fei wasn't uniquely endowed with it.  Before he became a god, he had millions of incense believers.  How many other people, or demigods, can clone themselves in this realm?  There is only a guy like Wen Fei who has endless incense and willpower that can be transformed into divine power.  Only with this ability!  Wen Fei took a deep breath and poured the blood-red wine in the glass into his mouth.  Experience the feeling of blood boiling slightly under the influence of alcohol.  Under the nourishment of radiance generated from the inside out, all parts of his body, every corner, and every organ.  They all began to change, and in that faint light, they all began to undergo qualitative changes.  Even the blood is average.  Now in Wen Fei's internal vision, the blood running throughout his body began to slowly change color.  With a little light, it follows the blood vessels and enters the heart.  It can be seen that even the heart has changed slightly, it seems to have become larger, and it beats extraordinarily powerfully.  Like a powerful water pump, blood flows along the blood vessels throughout the body again.  In just a few cycles, all the alcohol contained in the blood has disappeared.  And this is just the beginning.  If the light can assimilate and transform the entire body.  Then it seems that it has already entered the realm of earthly immortality where when things disperse, they become wind, and when they gather, they take shape.  The purest soul appears, and in this strange land, the fate of fate is suppressed all the time.  And now in this hotel, under the environment of these strange supernatural powers.  Wen Fei¡¯s magical power and luck.  All the merits have been completely peeled off.  What appeared in the room was just a faint light.  This group of light is, at most, the brightness of a light bulb.  The inside and outside are as transparent as crystal, but now there are many dim cracks in this crystal-like clarity.  Although these cracks are extremely small, even smaller than a hair.  It's almost inconspicuous, but it does exist.  Only in this case can it be discovered.  See clearly.  These are the hidden wounds caused by splitting the soul, which seem inconspicuous.  But it will make Wen Fei's foundation flawed in the future.  So much so that it is difficult to set foot on a higher level.  After stripping away all the extras, only Wen Fei¡¯s original soul was revealed.  A little bit of light emerged from the visualization in the sea of ??consciousness, gently washing everything in the soul like ripples of water, slowly repairing the inconspicuous hidden wounds.  Before you knew it, it was night.  At this time, Tom and his assistant had been waiting in front of Wen Fei's door for more than two hours.  When Wen Fei finally came out, the deepest wounds in his soul had already healed to some extent.  The rest is not so easy to get better, it needs to be cultivated slowly.  When Tom was wandering around the living room like an ant on a hot pot, looking anxiously at his watch from time to time.  Wen Fei, who was wearing pajamas, finally walked out barefoot.  Tom immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "My lord, you are finally out. Mr. Dangeqili has been waiting for you for a long time." "Where are the others?" Wen Fei asked.  "Just outside by the swimming pool!" Tom said: "Maybe, I can call him in to see you?" Wen Fei said: "So, he already knows my identity?" "I know a little bit, Abel  The leader has already given him a hint, but whether he can make this rebellious guy surrender depends entirely on the power of my Lord!" Tom said respectfully.  Wen Fei thought to himself, this arms dealer is so important to him.  No matter what, make him obedient.  Dangeqili is a man in his forties, who looks extremely strong and has bronze skin.  His body was covered with dense tattoos.  Even directly from the neck?Extends out, all the way to the humble ears.  Just by looking at him, Wen Fei felt the power from him.  This kind of power is mixed with divine power, as well as chaotic power.  But not from Dangeqili itself, but from the various tattoos on the man's body.  Although this man was wearing a well-fitting, hand-stitched casual suit and was tall.  Only a trace of inconspicuous tattoos were exposed behind the ears.  As Dangeqili strode into the room, Wen Fei could almost feel this man's character just from his footsteps. He was arrogant and energetic, and he was obviously not a guy who was easy to surrender.  Therefore, the way Wen Fei was wearing a bathrobe and sitting there carefree still surprised Mr. Dangeqili.  But he quickly walked up to Wen Fei and said in a overlooking manner: "I didn't expect you to stay in such a hotel. If Mr. Abel and I hadn't been friends for a long time, I would really have thought you were a  Liar!" Wen Fei smiled lightly, knowing what he meant.  Whether it was Wen Fei or this Dangeqili, I am afraid that before he even entered this hotel, he was suppressed by the powerful divine power that was everywhere, making him feel uncomfortable, right?  This hotel is more like a temple than a hotel.  A temple from the ancient Roman Empire, and it was an ancient Roman temple from the time of the strange cross.  "Do you know what that is outside? The Garden of the Gods? There are statues and swimming pools for every ancient Roman god. Oh my god, you are actually telling me here that there is a god, a god from the east who still walks on the earth.  Gods? This is simply ridiculous, just like putting the cross of Christ into the Crescent Church What do you think?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Fei smile slightly and raise his hand.  , a curtain of light fell on the angry Mr. Dangeqili.  Something that frightened him happened, and lines of light and shadow emerged from his body.  The patterns tattooed on his body were peeled off from him one after another.  It made him feel a wave of loss.  These lights and shadows trembled and huddled under the brilliance of Wen Fei.  From the perspective of the time and space of the Great Song Dynasty, these are just ghosts and gods worshiped with a little power of incense, but most of them are strange and weird, not looking like human beings, and there are actually seven or eight of them.  ??This here has another name, called guardian spirit!  Dangeqili¡¯s eyes almost bulged. Relying on these guardian spirits, he had escaped countless assassinations and dangers, and finally achieved the career he has today.  But he didn't expect that it would be peeled off so easily in Wen Fei's hands.  "It's interesting, isn't it? You actually believe in these primitive guardian spirits of America." Wen Fei then laughed.  "I, I" Dangeqili's lips were trembling, but he was too shocked.  Wen Fei carefully observed these guardian spirits. In the eyes of the Taoist sect, they were actually just some ghosts who received incense for sacrifice, and some ghosts and gods after the sect.  As far as Wen Fei knows, many primitive religions that believe in animism worship these guardian spirits.  Just like after Taoism fell into decline in modern times, Chuma Xian and Baojiaxian from the Northeast became popular.  To put it bluntly, it¡¯s just that the names are different!  Little by little, the light mixed with countless mysterious patterns fell on these guardian spirits. These are the seeds of Wen Fei's power.  Or maybe, this is the talisman.  Each guardian spirit was so bright, and it was average.  He was no longer afraid of Wen Fei's radiance, but instead had a vague layer of armor on his body.  These guardian spirits were transformed by Wen Fei, and they all bowed before Wen Fei and became Wen Fei's ghosts and gods.  Faced with such a scene, Dangeqili was almost stunned.  His legs were weak and his body was shaky.  It was as if the beautiful floor in the villa had a great attraction for his knees.  At this time, when he first entered the door, everything that Mr. Dangeqili showed, that kind of shrewdness and confidence, were all gone under the absolute power shown by Wen Fei.  In other words, this arms tycoon went to the wrong battlefield.  If he wants to order hundreds of mercenaries under him to deal with Master Wen Da.  " Then even if Heavenly Master Wen is not dead, he will still be in a very embarrassed state.  Maybe we can only use the last trump card and hide back in the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty.  After all, even Grandma Hu, an expert at the Earth Immortal level, could only run away with her tail between her legs when faced with the siege of such a large army.  Not to mention that Wen Fei is just on the threshold of this realmIt's a pity that Mr. Dangeqili doesn't know this truth.  On the battlefield where Master Wen was best at, he was so suppressed that he could hardly even breathe.  His legs were trembling and he finally knelt on the ground.  Express his surrender to Master Wen.  Wen Fei thought to himself, who said that foreigners¡¯ knees are straight and they refuse to kneel?  But on the surface, the smile on his face became more warm and majestic, and the light shone on Dangeqili.
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