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Thirteenth floor, room 1313.

If it is placed in the west, this is definitely an extremely unlucky room. Some buildings do not even have a thirteenth floor, and often the twelfth floor is followed by the fourteenth floor.

However, in the East, there is no such emphasis. The senior lounge of the headquarters building of the Japan Masters Association is located on this floor, with a total of fifteen rooms, mainly for senior members and visiting guests to rest temporarily.Although it is a temporary resting place, all the decorations are of high standard. Compared with the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, it is only more luxurious.

This room 1313 is one of them.

It's just that the room changed at this moment. The soft handmade wool carpet was lifted up and rolled to one side of the room. Nine naked monks wearing yellow robes sat side by side on the cold ground. His eyes were closed tightly, motionless like a statue, only his lips kept moving, silently chanting.These nine monks are all wrinkled, dark and thin, with dry bodies, and their ribs can be clearly counted. They look comparable to African refugees.Behind them was a large bed, a petite figure was huddled under the quilt, as if sleeping soundly, only a strand of black hair was exposed from the edge of the quilt.

The room is filled with a leisurely quiet atmosphere.

Suddenly, one of the old monks suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the opening of the ventilation duct in the corner, raised his hand and clenched his fist in front of his chest, and gave a false blow to the opening of the duct.

Silently, the ventilation duct opening and the surrounding walls washed down like flour, revealing a large black hole, in which lay a young man with a surprised face, holding a p-p in his hand, who was just pressing the picture. Master Yong, who crawled over to save people.He arrived at the opening of the ventilation duct, and was about to use the nine-eared supernatural power to investigate the situation in the room, but before he could use it, he felt that the mana around him was fluctuating like a raging wave, and the surrounding wall ducts were shattered bit by bit, turning into pieces Fen Mo, but the position where he was lying was like the eye of a tornado, calm and undisturbed, just as he was stunned, all the coverings had disappeared, and nine black and thin old monks sat neatly in front of him.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered just like that.

The old monk who punched Master Yong out slowly retracted his fist and looked straight at Yong Bowen, but didn't speak.But the other five old monks didn't even open their eyes.

Yong Bowen climbed out generously, dusted off the dust on his body, laughed dryly, then looked at the p in his palm, and asked, "This is room 1313."

The only old monk who opened his eyes opened his mouth and said something.It's not Japanese, and Tianshi Yong listened to it a lot in recent days, even if he didn't understand it, he still had a deep enough impression on the pronunciation and intonation; I am very interested in art films, especially avant-garde author films. I have watched a lot of them, such as Intimacy and Fuck Me, and I know a thing or two about the language that was once said to be the most elegant representative of Europe; of course Now, since I don't understand it, it can't be Chinese.

At this moment, Yong Bowen finally deeply realized the good intentions of the Ministry of Education to promote foreign language teaching.

What era is this?In the era of the global village, you have to meet three or two international friends when you go out. If you can't speak two or three foreign languages, you can't even talk to people.No, Heavenly Master Yong couldn't even ask for directions, so he could only stare blankly at the old monk, then slightly misplaced his eyes, and his eyes fell on the big bed behind the old monk.

The person lying on the bed, judging from her figure, was obviously an underage little girl.In this turbulent time, in this building that has just gone through a bloody battle, apart from Mayo Iwazato, who was kidnapped by Ono Sando, there must be no other family members of the Shingon sect who came here to stay, and the nine An old monk guard who looks like a master at first glance.

"It seems that I have gone the wrong way. Farewell, farewell!"

Yong Bowen waved at the old monk who opened his eyes, turned around and walked out.

The old monk said something loudly, and as soon as the door opened, four monks poured in.This time the one who came in was a genuine Shingon sect monk, and the black and white monk robe and the bamboo hat hanging on his back were the most eye-catching signs.

Four monks rushed in and met Yong Bowen face to face. They were astonished and drank at the same time: "Yong Bowen!"

Fame, this is real fame!There are thousands of monks in the Shingon sect, and there may be some who don't know Sakurai Xiasen, but probably none of them who don't know Yong Bowen.

"No, you've got the wrong person!"

Yong Bowen yelled and knocked down the nearest Shingon sect monk with a punch, and when he turned around, a lot of paper talismans had been scattered like snowflakes.The remaining three Shingon sect monks thought they had heard that Master Yong was powerful in using talismans. When they saw the talisman paper flying in front of them, they pulled up their fallen companions and ran away without saying a word. Bring it on, it's quite polite and quality.Yong Bowen didn't have time to pay attention to them, he drank his voice, and the talisman papers flying all over the sky shot towards the nine old monks like shooting stars.

The nine old monks remained motionless, and the talisman paper flew less than a meter in front of them, and then disappeared without a trace like snowflakes falling directly under the summer sun. None of them had any effect.

Yong Bowen was taken aback. Ever since he realized that his own talismans were more powerful in fighting than catching ghosts, he had never encountered such a situation where the talismans were invalid. The Nine Nether Soul Flame God and Demon emerged from the side, the shadowy light flashed in the nine skulls, and the nine types of cloudy thunders shot out in unison.

The monk who opened his eyes raised his brows with an angry look on his face, and shouted. The other five monks still did not open their eyes, but together with the monk who opened their eyes, they pinched their handprints on their chests, and a faint brilliance flowed from their fingers, as if Nine streams converged in one place and turned into a round mirror-like disc in front of him.The nine-style thunderbolt hits the CD, but it is refracted like light in a mirror. Some go to the wall, some go to the window, some go to the roof of the shed, and three come back straight and shoot straight at Yong Bowen.Yong Bowen took a step back, opened the door and fled out, and closed the door again. Looking back, he was eye to eye with the four Shingon sect monks who had escaped earlier.The four monks shouted, and they all rushed forward. Yong Bowen used the weird shape-shifting, and walked around among the four Shingon sect monks, knocking them down easily, and turned around again, but Seeing that the entire original wall disappeared behind him, not only that, not only the four walls of the room disappeared, but even a large part of the roof disappeared. The strong wind howled in, but it disappeared immediately in front of the nine monks.It was as if the place where the nine old monks sat became another world, which could be entered without any disturbance, even the bedding on the bed behind them did not fluctuate in the slightest.The person on the bed was still lying motionless.

Yong Bowen was about to use other means when he suddenly heard Huajian's voice in his mind.

"Don't use those thirteen kinds of evil spells, just use the Demon-Breaking Sword! These nine guys are putting on a heart-shattering array. If you don't move your mind, you can't make waves. No matter what method you use in front of their heart array, they will melt away." Yu Wuxing is also the nemesis of those thirteen kinds of evil spells. If you have the means of using Yong Han's talisman, you can break it with the talisman technique of Taiping Dao, but your ability is not good, so you can only use tricks. Listen to me, If you can't move Ming Wang's Demon-Breaking Sword, call out the name of the move before you release the sword, then use the Shock Talisman, then throw the Fire Talisman as much as possible, and finally use the Unstoppable Breaking Trouble Sword, and then use your land flying ability to rush over to grab it. Just leave when you see someone, don't hesitate or stop, otherwise you will be trapped by them, and you will wait for Ono Santang to come and deal with you."

"Don't tell me you won't help me?"

Yong Bowen replied in his busy schedule, leaned over and picked up the bamboo staff of a Shingon sect monk, temporarily filled it with a sword, and made a gesture of breaking the eight swords.

"I'm talking about not helping you save those European mages. I can't watch you, an idiot, waiting to die now. Hurry up, Xiaoye Santang will definitely come down when he hears the movement!" Hua Jian's tone was quite have no choice.

Yong Bowen yelled "Fudo Mingwang Po Demon Sword", and slashed out with his sword.

The five old monks who had kept their eyes closed all the time opened their eyes at the same time. Nine pairs of twelve old eyes that were so clear and almost transparent were fixed on the bamboo stick that Yong Bowen had dropped. The sword of the horse swept across the nine monks like a gust of wind, and the old monks who had been motionless stretched out their right hands to push forward at the same time, resisting this powerful sword that could split the world.Amidst the bang, the headwind was strong, and the air was filled with sharp and sharp noises of swiftly passing air, bursting out a series of dull sonic booms.Yong Bowen chanted the mantra, first threw nine horror talismans, and then sprinkled a lot of fire talismans on his body, the fire flashed in the air, and balls of flames flew in all directions. , the wind helped the fire, and in the blink of an eye, the whole room was on fire.Amidst the raging flames, Yong Bowen stepped forward and unleashed the Unbreakable Worry Sword.This trick is invincible and invincible.Borrowing the incompetence of the Ming King, it is said that this Ming King is actually the incarnation of Sakyamuni, who has incomparable supernatural power and can conquer the troubles and demons of all living beings. He has four arms and four sides, each with three eyes, surrounded by green snakes, like flames. .With one move, there are nineteen swords in a row. For a while, the shadows of the swords are everywhere, and the flames in the room are stirred up. With the roar of the sword, it seems that dozens of flamethrowers spray flames from all angles at the same time.The nine old monks who had been sitting and refused to move did not show any signs of movement, and spread out to both sides in unison, giving way to the big bed. But they stretched out their skinny arms to embrace them, but just as they raised their arms, there was a whoosh sound, and Yong Bowen rushed to the bed like lightning, rolled up the person on the bed, carried it on his shoulders, and rushed straight forward When encountering a wall blocking the way, it is a flaming finger that blows the wall to pieces.I could only hear a series of bombardment sounds, like a long dragon going away, winding endlessly.