Chapter 1359： Sumi

Chu Li stood in front of the corpse of the most kind monk and shook his head. Novel

There was a trace of regret in his heart, and it was more happy.

In the final analysis, Li Ruolan's death was caused by a monk who was good. He has been attracted and suppressed for a long time. Today, he finally revenged this fetish, only to feel that he is comfortable and inexplicable.

The good monk has a very good understanding, and his ideas are very different from ordinary people. He is a lunatic. He became a top master and overwhelmed his words. Not only was he unlucky, but everyone around him had to unlucky.

However, he also understands that if he kills the monk, he will face the crazy revenge of the Zhuanlun Temple. The monk is the first master of their youth and the future and pillars of the Zhuanlun Temple. They will never give up easily.

He knew that these still killed the monk, only to feel extremely happy, so living is considered chic and happy, not hungry.

He took out two sun and moon wheels from the sleeves of the monk and lifted them away.

In the evening, in the setting sun, the afterglow illuminated the solemn and solemn mood of Jiren Temple, surrounded by radiance and Sanskrit, Chu Li came outside Jiren Temple.

There are so many pilgrims coming and going, they look at Chu Li curiously.

"Bang!" The monk's body fell in front of the temple.

At the door, two priests and monks knew that the monk's big red monk's clothing was a disciple of the Zhuanlun Temple. When they saw the face of the monk, his face suddenly changed, and he turned and ran to the temple.

A moment later, an old monk in red robes hurriedly gathered among the monks in gray clothing.

He stepped out of the temple door and came to the monk in front of the Supreme Master. After seeing his face, he looked sullen and bowed his head together: "There is no Amitabha--!"

His voice was peaceful and solemn, which made people calm and calm.

He crouched down and touched the wrist of the monk, and stood up to look at Chu Li.

Chu Lidao said: "Although the monk deserves to die, but the deceased is too big, he can never be exposed to the corpse, please handle it yourself!"

The old monk's red robe hunted and wandered, his face calmly said, "How can you be fierce, Zhao Shizhu!"

Chu Lidan said indifferently: "No matter how spicy I am, I'm far from being a good monk. Well, people have already sent them. As for how you take revenge at the Zhunlun Temple, you just come over and I'll wait!"

Say he turned and left.

"Abbasi!" The monks drank, filled with anger.

The old monk in red waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Create the best."

"Yes ..." The monks reluctantly joined together, sulking Chu Li angrily.

Chu Li's move was arrogant and arrogant. Instead of escaping after the killing, he directly sent to the door. It was really a provocation to the Zhuanlun Temple, and not killing it was not enough to maintain the majesty of the Zhuanlun Temple!

Chu Li fluttered and smiled.

Sure enough, Tianxinjue's method of refining the mind needs to be thoughtful, but there are some shadows of the magical scriptures of the sky.

After doing this, he felt that Tianxinjue had a little more improvement. If he continued to do so, the tenth floor was hopeful.

Once Tianxinjue is complete, go to Xianshan to learn Yulongjue, and then find the next few layers of Linghejue, and then find the rest of the mental methods, one by one, you can achieve the **** of heaven!

He hasn't been in a hurry to find Linghe Jue, everything is meaningless without Yulong Jue, and no matter how successful he is, he cannot become a god.

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In the early morning of the next day, when he got up and came to the training ground, he saw that there was already a middle-aged monk standing in the field, and the red monk robe fluttered, standing in the morning breeze and watching him calmly.

After seeing him appear, the middle-aged monk gathered a ritual and said calmly, "Zhao Amitabha Buddha! Zhao Shi, poor monk Yuan Kong was ordered to come to take your life and send you into reincarnation!"

Chu Li looked at this tall and middle-aged monk, with a wide-nose lion-nosed mouth, and a brave and aggressive force, especially with a pair of hands that were so large that they seemed to be together like a fan.

At first glance, Chu Li knew that his hands practiced different skills, which was different from ordinary martial arts.

Chu Lidao said: "Revenge for the best monk?"

Yuan Konghe calmly said: "It is common for disciples in Zhuanlun Temple to live or die, but the freedom of life and death is in their own thoughts. They come and go smartly, no one can interfere, Zhao Shizhu killed the nephew of the best teacher and naturally accepts Punishment, Nan Wu Amitabha ... "

Chu Li smiled, "Why do you say so, it's yours."

"Amitabha Buddha in the south ..." The monk of Yuankong announced another Buddhist slogan, and his palm-like right hand pushed out with a slow motion.

Chu Li stretched his palm to meet.

"Bang!" Chu Li flew straight out and crashed into the back wall.

The palm of the monk in the air is like a sledgehammer hitting the five internal organs and the six internal organs. Chu is too late to dissolve. The tibetan runner has not been able to play its role and has been severely damaged. He has never seen such an overbearing palm.

Auras came in all directions, repairing the injuries, and the tibetan runner was reversed. In combination, the original serious injuries recovered by seven or eight points, with only a slight injury.

Yuan Kong monk stepped in front of Chu Li and took another shot.

Chu Li was embedded in the wall, kicking his legs fiercely into the sky, and his right palm was turned into a big bright **** punch.

"Bang!" Chu Li slammed into the wall again, and the wall trembled, cracking.

Chu Li "wow" spit out a blood, and his chest followed.

The turbulent Reiki and the Tibetan Scroll turned to speed up the repair of the injury. This time with precautions, the injury was not as severe.

He still couldn't dissolve the palm power of the monk, and the Jizo Scriptures seemed to be ineffective before this palm power, so he waved his hands together.

Close at hand, the flying knife shot into the marginal monk's throat instantly.

"Ding Ding ..." In the clear sound, the two swords were blocked by his Pufan-like right hand, and they crashed into the ground as if they hit an iron stone.

Chu Li frowned and disappeared, standing ten feet outside and humming, "Yuankong Monk, what kind of power is this!"

Reiki came violently, and the tibetan runner was running, quickly recovering from the injury and recovering itself to its peak state.

This palm is as strong as the blood jade palm.

Yuan Kong monk Shen said: "Xumi palm."

"A good Xu Mi palm, great power." Chu Li shook his head and said, "If the best monk has practiced such a skill, he will not die in my hands!"

The monk of Yuankong looked calm and was not excited by Chu Li. He said slowly: "It takes stupid, hard, water-milling to practice this palm. Sixty years of Fang Youcheng, the best teacher and nephew's talents are extraordinary and highly insightful. But it was missed. "

Chu Lidao said: "Is there no shortcut?"

Yuan Kong monk shook his head: "If there is a shortcut, it is not necessary to give up."

"A good Xu Mi palm ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Chu Liyue hurrying to interest.

His path is not the same as that of a monk.

Lian Wuru walked, and the monk with good qualifications was highly savvy. The reason why he walked in front of others was to cut short paths.

Chu Li's qualifications are not so good. The cultivation is so fast. One is a panacea, and the other is because the internal force is flowing as many times as the number of ordinary people. Therefore, he follows the same path as others, but only walks more. It's fast.

If he has the secret to his palm, the cultivation time does not take that long, it may be accomplished in a few years, and the power will be even more amazing at that time.

"This palm is the secret biography of your Zhunlun Temple?" Chu departed.

The monk of Yuankong showed a smile: "Why does Zhao Shizhu know this? Today, he will enter the reincarnation!"

He said he gave it up again.

Chu Li speculates that this slap requires a recharging process, otherwise he would not say so much to himself. (To be continued.)