Chapter 2790： 0 years

He suddenly realized that this was the inheritance of Fu Mo Temple.

But he was a little confused.

It would be too simple to say that this is the inheritance of Fu Mo Temple.

Only these two figures have a formula, and this formula is also very simple, and the power seems unusual. With this, they can take the heavy task of Fu Mo Temple and become the sharpest sword of Da Ci'en Temple?

Compared with the past, the demon and the big Buddha in Rinpoche just have more features of their own, and they are more agile and real. They are not much different from before.

He thought so together, but saw two figures suddenly staring at each other.

A strange sensation floated up, all of them clearly looked like themselves, connected with their own minds, but felt completely different when they looked at them.

One felt serene and peaceful, calm and joyful, and the other felt energetic and encouraging. He was hostile to the world, and the two kinds of thoughts were entangled, making him feel extremely contradictory.

He smiled bitterly.

If it is ordinary people, this kind of contradiction feels tortured. The short time is okay. When the time is long, it will definitely become a lunatic and drive itself crazy.

But in this madness, there was a breath that he could not say clearly. He could not understand it, but he felt that this might be the power.

He sighed and opened his eyes.

With his hands empty, he lowered the box and picked up a box next to it.

After opening it, he raised an eyebrow.

The box is also a relic, but it is as dark as ink, like a match ball, and faintly shiny and black, and in his sense, it is exuding a cold and cold atmosphere, and it needs to freeze the surroundings.

Chu Li frowned, resisting the urge to step back.

This black bright relic radiates a deadly threat. According to intuition, he should hide far away, and seal this relic before he opens it.

But there was still something going on in my heart.

He estimated that the relic should also be a kind of inheritance, which is the inheritance of the Demon Sect.

Dayuan Jing observed it, and saw the inside of the box, under the golden silk cloth, the bottom line was engraved with a line of small characters: "Xuanyin magical power", and a line of small characters: "the first eight layers."

Chu Lishu breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that the predecessors of Fu Mo Temple were intentional, and he wrote these words under the silk cloth, and most people really didn't pay attention.

He thought for a moment, closed the box, opened a box next to it, and a crimson relic flickered with gloom, glamorous like beautiful eyes.

Da Yuan Jing Zhiguan looks inside the box, but it is under the silk cloth. On the side of the box is written "The first eight layers of blood sun magic", the characters are as small as hair.

He thought about it and closed it before moving on to the remaining boxes.

Unfortunately, there is only one relic in the remaining box, and the other is the elixir. The elixir enhanced and strengthened can save nearly one hundred years of hard work.

This is the predecessors of Fu Mo Temple who personally collected the elixir and personally raised it to make it. It is absolutely extraordinary, and it is not a false word to strengthen the century-old cultivation.

Chu Li didn't believe it. He could feel that these seniors liked to tease the younger generation, saying that it was to strengthen the century-old practice, and he didn't know what to do after serving.

His final gaze fell on the purple faint relic, which read "The first eight layers of the Sky Magic".

Suri's eyebrows froze, and suddenly a giant appeared in the void in his head, as if a mountain was standing in the void, which made Chu Li very familiar.

Then the giant made a handprint, and a thick voice sounded in the void in his mind, but it was the Sky Magic Book, but this Sky Magic Book was incomplete.

His Tian Mo Jing is even more complete!

He always thought that his Heavenly Devil Scriptures were incomplete, so his power was not strong, it was just refining the body, but he did not expect that the Heavenly Demon Scriptures were even more uneven.

Is it possible that your own Sky Magic Book is complete, but you cannot practice it yourself?

With this thought together, the Sky Devils flashed in his mind, the Sky Devils narrowed his eyes, murmured the Sky Devils, and made several actions in the void at the same time.

After half a while, Chu Li opened his eyes and shook his head. The Tian Mo Jing has not changed, and it is still the original level, and there is nothing to practice.

He finally looked at the relics of blood-yang gods.

He had the great power of blood sun. He had personally taught him. Do n’t have any wonders. He thought about it and put the red relic on his forehead.

"Boom!" In the muffled sound, a red sunrise appeared in the mind.

Red Sun and Dayuan Mirror are almost side by side, watching the Buddhas and the Demon.

The red sun exudes soft red light, the red light is reaching, hot and exciting, as if there is a strong impulse, trying to destroy everything.

This impulse to destroy makes people fearless, destroying the sky, destroying people, and even destroying themselves. There is no fear in the world.

With the red light flowing, his body naturally breathes breath, but it is a mind, but this mind is not motivated by Dan Tian's internal force, but by the breath flowing from his mind.

The mind seems to be a dantian, and the breath is continuously flowing in the body, and the body is constantly strong with the breath flowing.

Chu Li understands that this internal force is completely different from the internal force transformed by the aura. It contains spiritual power, so it has such power.

But the blood-yang magical power is the blood-yang magical power. He was not disappointed because he had increased the power of the Buddha's mind. He thought that the blessings of the Fuyang Temple would increase the power of blood-yang magical power so that he could suppress the magic gate.

He flashed out of Fu Mo Temple and appeared in Da Ci'en Temple the next moment.

The small courtyard of Daci'en Temple is still quiet. He sat at the stone table and thought for a while, then finally shook his head, but still could not understand the essence of the martial arts of Fu Mo Temple.

Footsteps sounded ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Huiguang monk floated.

"Master." Chu Li got up and shouted.

The monk Huiguang stared at him and sat down and hummed, "You are so brave!"

Chu Li smiled, "Master, do you know?"

"Why not ask such a teacher for such a major event?" Hui Guang monk hummed heavily: "You know what fate you have chosen!"

Chu Li nodded.

"You just think that you can't end it?" The monk Huiguang said coldly: "Our cultivators are free from life and death. It's just a matter of death.

Chu Li nodded.

Huiguang monk hummed, "If it's that simple, it won't be sealed for so long!"

Chu Li wondered, "What else is terrible?"

"Choosing this path means that you have only a hundred years left in your birthday." Monk Huiguang said, "Think about it, only a hundred years are alive!"

Chu Li frowned.

Huiguang monk said: "This is the cause and effect that no one can escape, but also the punishment of heaven and earth!"

Chu Lidao said: "You can't exchange Shou Yuan for merit?"

"No." The monk Huiguang slowly shook his head.

Chu Li sighed, "The abbot did not say."

He felt unwilling.

A hundred-year longevity is still normal in the lower bound, but it is one percent of a longevity here, which is equivalent to a year in the lower bound.

"The abbot should have forgotten it," said Hui Guang monk.

Chu Li hummed.

The abbot of silence is not an ordinary person. How could he forget such a major event? Presumably, he was afraid that he would escape and be forced to become the master of the Temple of the Devil Palace.

"Master, can I refuse it?" Chu Li shook his head.

Huiguang monk shook his head.

Chu Li smiled.

Huiguang monk hummed: "But you can put forward some conditions, which are like you, obediently agreed!"

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