Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 444 Treatment of the Protagonist

What is a protagonist template?

The law of the protagonist's immortality, no matter how badly he is beaten, you can rest assured that he will survive, but his ability will go one step further, and the adversity will be reversed.

The protagonist has a bastard's aura, the tiger's body shakes, and the younger brother bows when he accepts his head, and the wheel of history rolls forward.If it is the template of the lone star of the evil spirit, the enemy will come up crying and begging for torture, and the switch between pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig will be seamless.

The protagonist's luck value is full, and things that are beneficial to the protagonist, no matter how small the probability, will definitely happen.If the enemy has difficulties, the difficulties will be maximized, and if there are no difficulties, they will also create difficulties, and will kill themselves.

Gordon Charlemagne is in such a state now.

He is now in a barren hill, surrounded by an unnamed church, he turns around and walks out of the door of the small church, not looking at the pile of corpses scattered all over the place.

There was desolation in his heart, he looked up to the sky and smiled, thinking to himself: "The Holy See regards me as an enemy, and if the priests teach everyone to kill me, it is likely that they will not survive, but I don't know who will take the Holy Shield in the end."

Charlemagne was originally an orphan, was adopted, and was sold to the church as a handyman like a pig or a dog. If Archimedes hadn't brought him out, what would have become of him now is unknown.

Over the past few months, Archimedes has treated him extremely well, not only teaching high-level spells and cultivation methods, but also giving him the Holy Shield, hoping that he can pass on the teachings.Over time, Gordon Charlemagne was full of gratitude and admiration for Archimedes, and felt that his life had become more glorious.

I can only hate that I don't know which nerve I offended the Holy See, and chased and killed me all the way, watching my teacher push me, but I fell into the cliff.Looking at his dead body, Charlemagne's inner grief and indignation can be imagined.Killing more than a hundred members of the congregation in a fit of anger was also to avenge the former teacher.

"Am I wrong?" Charlemagne's chest was full of grievances, and he was so bored that he just wanted to scream.

He gritted his teeth, reached out his hand to feel in his bosom, and found that he had no money in his pocket, except for the small holy shield on his chest, he really had nothing, nothing to worry about, and he simply strode down the mountain.

Suddenly footsteps were heard, and seven or eight people came rushing down the mountain, all dressed as priests.Charlemagne thought to himself: "If you want to kill me, then do it. It's death anyway, so why bother?" Immediately, he stood in the middle of the road, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly, "Come up and kill me if you have the ability!"

The leader just waved his hand, and the crowd dispersed immediately, or they began to condense their magic power, or they drew out their long swords, and when they came up, they would kill Charlemagne
Charlemagne was filled with grief and indignation, and he was unwilling to resist any more. Seeing the long sword reaching his body, he did not dodge or avoid it. His eyes were wide open, and he was about to be killed by a knife.

Suddenly a gust of wind came from behind the ears, and the seven or eight people fell to the ground heavily without saying a word, dying of exhaustion.

Charlemagne couldn't help being startled, only to hear an old voice from behind: "Hey, what did you little guy do, even the bishop of the Holy See?"

While talking, an old man walked over slowly.

Charlemagne originally wanted to die, but he was rescued unexpectedly. He hurriedly turned around and saw an old man standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

The old man was dressed in light gray cloth, wearing old straw sandals on his feet, his eyes were as warm as jade, and he smiled and said: "Looking at you, could it be that you have encountered some injustice?"

Thinking of his own situation, Charlemagne had a sore nose, and then became resolute again. He looked carefully at the old man's clothing, and vaguely remembered the Hinduism mentioned by his predecessor, so he shook his head and said, "You are a heathen, and I am not Coherent." Turning around to leave.

"Heretic?" The old man said with a smile, "Archimedes never disliked my identity when he was alive, but he didn't expect his apprentice to be a loyal Protestant?"

After saying a word, Charlemagne stopped immediately and looked at the old man in surprise.

"who are you?"

"I am Ramanuja, a man who has traveled the world in pursuit of the truth."

Charlemagne shook his head: "I don't know you, and my teacher never mentioned your name."

"It doesn't matter!" Ramanuja said with a smile, "I was born here not long ago, and I haven't had time to deal with the outside world. I just saw you holding Archimedes' holy shield, so I saved you. .”

Charlemagne frowned, "Are you also the descendant of the Holy Shield?"

Ramanuja smiled, and took out a small holy shield from his chest. The golden light was shining brightly, and there was an indescribable sacred charm flowing in it.

Seeing his holy shield, Charlemagne not only did not let go of his vigilance, but raised his vigilance to the highest level. "Are you also here to snatch the Holy Shield?"

"I have my own holy shield, why do I need Archimedes'?"

Instead, Ramanuja was a little puzzled, "What have you experienced?"

After staring at Ramanuja for a while, Charlemagne sighed and slowly told what happened to him.

Ramanuja was silent for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "It turns out that Isaac..."

He stretched out his hand, stretched out his finger, green lotuses sprung from the ground, golden flowers bloomed, and presented the three-phase dharma body of Vishnu.What is shown is the superior artistic conception of birth and death.

Charlemagne was stunned and murmured, "What is this?"

"In the past, I had an old friend with Archimedes, but my Vedanta method was not mature enough to explain the subtleties of my teachings to him." Ramanuja sighed and said, "What I teach him now Apprentice, it's the same!"

He raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was full of white air, evolving countless beings to practice, in various poses and with different expressions.Charlemagne was involuntarily drawn into the palm of his hand, as if a short moment had passed, and it seemed that thousands of reincarnations had passed.When Ramanuja turned over the palm of his hand, Gordon Charlemagne fell out again, staggered a few steps, and supported the big tree next to him to stand still.

Charlemagne didn't know that Ramanuja was one of the great sages of Hinduism, who created a new school with the basic theory of "Constraints and Nonduality". Absolutely surrender to the Personality of Godhead (i.e. Vishnu) with devotion and admiration.By surrendering to Vishnu and transcending the differences of class and caste, one can enter the path of liberation.

Just when Ramanuja was teaching Charlemagne the way of great liberation, there was a man and a woman watching from afar.The man stood tall, and the woman was bright and charming, who else could it be if it wasn't Kaus and Belial?

Kous curled his lips, shook his head and said: "I thought I could take the first step, but I didn't expect the aura of the protagonist to be so powerful. How long has it been since Ramanuja was born? I rushed up to act as a stepping stone for Charlemagne, for fear that he would not learn fast enough. And use reincarnation method to ripen...Damn it, the protagonists of these planes are simply unlucky!"

Belial didn't speak, just pursed his lips and chuckled.Kau Si looked at it from a distance for a while, then turned his head and asked, "What kind of strange technique is this Ramanuja practicing? Why does it look a little strange?"

Belial flipped through his body, took a look at a stack of materials, and read according to the scriptures, "The root of cultivation is the secret method of the god Ramayana, and Vishnu has complete attributes... Believe in love If you are a god, you can get the grace of God and cover my darkness..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Kou Si immediately heard something was wrong, "Is this old man practicing some kind of joyful meditation?"

Belial picked out the piece of paper and turned it around on his fingertips, "Probably so!"

Kous frowned, his face suddenly changed, and he looked in another direction.

(End of this chapter)