Eight people from the Shinto Vajra Department in the alley, still kneeling on their knees, bowing down with their upper bodies, clinging to the ground, but the strange pronunciation in their mouths is getting faster and higher, and the light of the Amaterasu God above the head of the middle man is also brighter and brighter, although it is not too dazzling, but the fog is reflected like a substance, and from a distance, the milky white mist, like light sand, envelops everyone.

Chen Feng frowned, and suddenly found that the posture of the eight members of the Vajra Department of the Shinto Sect was extremely strange, as if their posture was by no means as simple as praying for blessings. He glanced at it again, and suddenly in his heart, the eight people of the Vajra Department bowed their heads and bowed, which was indeed a sacrificial method, but at the same time, their own consumption was also pressing them heavily, and they couldn't straighten their waists.

Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry, these people have been stupid since the Second World War period, and now they are still like this, his mind is spinning, although the Shinto mind is suicidal, but death should not be the ultimate goal of their cultivation, now what he wants to do is to think, first connect Lao Liu Tou, Sun Xizhuang Shengluo Jing'er and others, just like the eight people of the Vajra Sect, so that their skills are connected, and in resisting the light of Amaterasu, it will not be their personal strength to resist the eight people of the Vajra Sect.

Last time, Jiang Hong invited Chen Feng and Wei Fei to the bar to drink, and happened to meet Sun Xi Zhuang Sheng and Shinto Koichiro confrontation, Wei Fei played so secretly, he mobilized the essence of almost everyone in the bar, formed a big net, and then transported it to Sun Xi's body, that method is passed on by Qimen, and the more people, the better the effect, the old Liu Tou Sun Xizhuang Shengluo Jing'er Malacca master and apprentice, plus Tanaka is seven people, counting eight people in the King Kong Department, there are only fifteen people in the alley, Chen Feng secretly sighed It's a pity, if the number is more than doubled, He even had a way to connect all the vitality of the two sides, and everyone would be under his control, and at that time, it was just between his thoughts to clean up the eight people of the Shinto Vajra Division.

But Chen Feng didn't have Wei Fei's psychic power, and his spiritual power could weave nets everywhere, so he had to enter the alley without touching the Vajra Department before he could cast spells. At this time, the morning breeze rises slightly, the fog floats, there are people in the distance who have gotten up early to make a living, occasionally the sound of dogs barking comes, the mountain city is a quiet small city, sandwiched between the mountains, simple and indisputable, the upper, middle and lower three roads are traversed, the layout is simple, it is very easy for people to have the intimate feeling of walking around each other in the streets and alleys, the neighborhoods, and the natural return to the truth.

Chen Feng looked around, and sighed with emotion, if he didn't walk into this alley, no one could imagine that there was a life-and-death struggle going on inside at this moment. Some things that have happened recently have caused a layer of clouds to rise over this quiet and natural small city, thinking of this, Chen Feng's heart moved, and suddenly remembered a strange and very interesting spell in the flag gate.

He remembered that before the "Three Dragons Escape", he and Wei Fei got away from Xie Ganming's "Three Realms" magic circle, and then in the restaurant next to the square of the university town, they met the little living Buddha of the Tibetan Miri Bala line, and the middle-aged woman Zhuoma who used her mental power to shape her man. At that time, Zhuoma used a spell similar to the "appearance of all beings" in the "Diamond Sutra", the Venerable Master could ignore the man next to her, this kind of mental method, in normal times, when the mood is relaxed, and there is no worry, Chen Feng can also give it a try, but the lack of concentration is the common weak link between him and Wei Fei, at this time he is anxious, no matter how high his comprehension of the level, he cannot enter the center of gravity.

However, Chen Feng thought of another spell derived from folklore, which was called "String Gate". There are folk customs: distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, neighbors have always paid attention to harmony, and between villages and towns, they are often like brothers and family. Walking through the streets and alleys is as convenient and natural as entering your own door. Idle, will walk around each other, pull the family chat, "string" is the meaning of series, the so-called neighbors, adjacent to each other, connected by string, harmonious coexistence, "string" used at this time, it is really suitable.

And this kind of "door-to-door" method is actually very simple, the township is adjacent, and it is natural to be very familiar, and the door-to-door is the neighborhood nostalgia. If the state of mind really arrives, in the midst of thousands of troops, it can be like a leisurely stroll, as easy as walking in front of your own house. For Chen Feng, it doesn't require much depth of concentration, it just needs to be done like a door, natural and normal.

Chen Feng took a breath, adjusted his mentality, smiled, put his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked towards Xiangzi, but forgot about Cao Liang for a while. Seeing Chen Feng suddenly walk into the alley, Cao Liang paused for a moment, and then followed closely behind Chen Feng, he knew the danger, so he almost stepped on Chen Feng's footprints step by step, but he was not sucked away like Qingyu.

As soon as you enter the alley, you can feel the pressure like a mountain, but under the heavy pressure, it makes people feel a kind of lightness, as if the soul is out of the shell. Chen Feng was stunned, as if he was very happy and relaxed. The closest to the mouth of the alley was Lao Liu Tou and his wonton stall, Chen Feng walked to him slowly, and said hello as if he was very familiar, "You are always here!" I'll go to the front and walk around. Then, without waiting for Lao Liu Tou to react, he turned his hands behind his back, leisurely bypassed Lao Liu Tou, and walked towards Sun Xi.

Seeing Chen Feng's sudden appearance, Sun Xi Zhuang Sheng and Malacca's master and apprentice were all overjoyed, they knew the identity of Chen Feng, the heir of the banner gate. Old Liu Tou Luo Jing'er was a little inexplicable, one didn't know who Chen Feng was, and the other was strange how Chen Feng could appear here.

Sun Xi was just about to speak, but he heard Chen Feng already take the first step and say, "Sun Gong, Brother Zhuang, have you eaten it all?" What did my sister-in-law cook today? The tone was calm and natural, as if the words had been greeted by him countless times. Sun Xi couldn't help but be stunned, and there was an illusion in a trance, as if Chen Feng was open-chested, wearing slippers on his feet, and holding a cigarette in his mouth, as if he was about to visit his house without any taboos, as if he was a neighbor who didn't treat himself as an outsider.

Sun Xi was thoughtful, when he saw Chen Feng's appearance, he immediately realized that Chen Feng at this moment might be in some kind of state of mind. Sure enough, when Chen Feng had already arrived at the Malacca Taoist from Zhuang Sheng, he suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and in his already sorely weak legs, there seemed to be a force injected into it, and the vitality under his feet suddenly stood firm.