After accepting the mission, not long after, the bright sun slid into the sky, and the time came to noon.
At the entrance of the coast, several crystal-clear spiritual ships are parked neatly, which can be seen by soldiers from China and monks from Emei from a distance.
It was sunny and sunny today, and Japan seemed to have no tendency to start a war. The two sides were temporarily quiet.
"Xiaolu Shangxian, Bagua means eight directions, namely north, south, east, west, northwest, southwest, northeast and southeast.
Baguazhang is mainly based on palm techniques, and its basic content is eight palms, which correspond to the number of Bagua; when performing boxing, you should move in a circle with a pendulum step to reach all eight directions, unlike ordinary boxing. , or come and go in a line, or go in four corners, so it is called Baguazhang. "
In the open space where the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty practiced martial arts, General Di taught Lin Xiaolu how to use Baguazhang step by step.
We had just had lunch and the warm sun was in the sky. Lin Xiaolu was focusing on practicing Kung Fu, while Jiang Ning was sitting aside and watching happily.
She wore a dress that showed off her figure, and her long hair was tied back, revealing her smooth forehead. Perhaps it was because she had just practiced marksmanship. At this moment, the delicate girl's face was rosy and she looked very cute.
"ha!"
Lin Xiaolu struck out with a palm, and his internal energy surged outward, hitting Ah Yi who was meditating in the distance, knocking him down.
"Brother Lu, please be gentle, I'm practicing." Ha Yi complained dissatisfiedly.
"Hey, I'm sorry."
Lin Xiaolu smiled and apologized, and then continued practicing.
His body is like a dragon. Not only does he practice martial arts very quickly, but he also integrates the second layer of dark energy, Yijin Jing and other mental techniques into Baguazhang. The power of his fists and kicks in this way is extremely astonishing.
Di Yun, who was in charge of teaching him, was amazed. Even many soldiers around him were curious and came to watch Lin Xiaolu practice martial arts.
It had only been less than two hours, but Lin Xiaolu had used his super strong body and internal strength to vaguely master Baguazhang, which was indeed very attractive to mortal warriors.
Soon, after a set of palm skills was completed with great success, Lin Xiaolu put his hands on his hips and laughed: "This kung fu is indeed very powerful, and the footwork is very special and cannot be found in other kung fu."
Jiang Ning on the side immediately beamed when she heard this, and said proudly:
"I am an outstanding person in the Tang Dynasty, so my kung fu is naturally great."
The whole afternoon after that, the Emei monks stayed in the military camp and practiced. They were all true disciples. Needless to say, they were self-conscious. Almost all of them were practicing without wasting any time.
Lin Xiaolu was similar. He was very energetic and tireless. He practiced all afternoon. During this period, he kept talking and laughing with Jiang Ning, which was quite happy.
Finally, the day passed and it got dark. Lin Xiaolu had dinner with Jiang Ning, and then returned to his tent to wait for the time.
He had to move in the early hours of the morning and late at night, and he had now changed into a black night suit.
In fact, night uniforms are of little use to monks, but Lin Xiaolu feels that dressing up like this makes him feel more elegant, just like how many times, ordinary people will feel heroic when wearing a general's armor.
In the tent, he was gearing up to move his body, twisting his waist and stretching his ligaments.
"Ah Yi, do you think the head sister and Aning will be very happy if I burn the Japanese spirit ship when I go out this time?"
Ha Yi, who was meditating on the side, thought about it for a while, then poured a basin of cold water on him:
"Brother Lu, that spiritual ship is a magic weapon. Ordinary fire cannot burn it. You must use a magic weapon to do it. But you don't have spiritual power in your body, so even if I give you a magic weapon, it won't work."
Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes when he heard this, but soon he said happily again:
"Then I'll see if I can kill a few more people when I get there. It would also be nice if I could steal the emperor's pants."
Having said this, he couldn't help but think about the picture, and then laughed:
"Hajime, what would happen if the emperor didn't wear pants? When he woke up the next day, he found that his lower body was cold, and then he shouted anxiously: "Come here, my pants are missing!" "Hahahaha, it's really fun to think about it."
Ah Yi thought about it for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, and he and Lin Xiaolu had a lot of silly fun together.
Time passed by gradually, and soon, with the bright moon hanging high, Ye Qingluan's voice finally sounded outside the tent.
"Little deer, let's go."
Lin Xiaolu said "Oh", waved his hand to Ah Yi, and then left the tent.
In the dark night, Lin Xiaolu, dressed in black, smiled at Ye Qingluan and said, "Sister, headmaster, please wait for my good news."
Ye Qingluan nodded and told him again:
"I will wait for you at the coast. If you have something to do, don't hesitate, let alone fight. Break the talisman immediately. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, just take a look."
Hearing this, Ye Qingluan said nothing more, and took Lin Xiaolu to the cliff on the coast of the East China Sea in the dark.
Under the night, Lin Xiaolu was standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the several giant ships parked on the coast in the distance, with a look of eagerness on his face.
Ye Qingluan was a little worried and wanted to give a few more words of advice, but the impatient Lin Xiaolu jumped off the coast without any hesitation.
"Plop!"
Ye Qingluan was stunned.
Why did this guy just jump off? I still have something to say!
On the cold sea, crystal waves splashed. Lin Xiaolu, who was in the sea with only one head exposed, waved to Ye Qingluan on the cliff, and then swam non-stop towards the spirit ship.
Ye Qingluan watched the young man go away, then sat down cross-legged, ready to wait for news about him.
In the silent night, several spirit boats floated motionless on the sea, quietly and pitch black, and Lin Xiaolu, who was swimming, was not stupid. He moved very lightly, trying not to make any noise, just like that one by one. Point closer.
He was so small and insignificant in the endless ocean, just like a leaf, quietly drifting with the current.
After some time~
Phew~ It’s finally here.
The boy's wet body pressed against the bottom of the huge spiritual ship, then he raised his head and looked at the distance about ten meters above his head.
He wiped the water from his face, first looked at the pale and gray moon on the sea in the distance, then looked at the top of the spirit ship again, and then his breath sank.
"Wow!"
With a soft sound, the young man used his lightness skills to rush out of the sea water. He tapped the hull of the boat with his palms and toes. Although it was slippery, under his strong strength, the whole person still surged up like a gecko.
Soon, he came to half a meter below the edge of the spirit boat, lying on it like a hairy crab, and then put his ear against the wall of the boat, listening carefully to the movement.
The sea breeze was blowing slightly, and he heard no sound except the waves of the sea, and he felt slightly happy.
There are so many immortal cultivators here. It is estimated that these Japanese people thought that if any immortal cultivators from China approached, their spiritual power would be discovered soon, so they did not arrange guards at all.
Hehe, little Japanese kid, your father is here!
Under the cold moonlight, a small head poked out from the edge of the spirit ship. On the head, the big eyes narrowed and observed the deck intelligently.
At this moment, the deck was full of Japanese monks who were meditating. Their eyes were closed tightly and their hearts were raised to the sky. They did not notice the young man in the darkness at all.
After the young man glanced at them for a few times, he silently climbed sideways along the hull and headed towards the cabin in the center of the spirit ship.
Lin Xiaolu felt that a bigger cub like the Emperor should be in the cabin.
Hehe~ Wait until you find him, find out the situation, and then steal his pants!
