Chapter 783： Zhang Yang (1/2)

The appearance of the house is not strange, but the yard is smelly.

The house has five entrances, a front courtyard plus a three entrance courtyard, and a back garden.

The back garden and the front yard are okay. The three inner courtyards in the middle were spilled with faeces and couldn't live. What annoyed him even more was that the study was destroyed most thoroughly. The bookshelf fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth secretly. He just saw Sun Jizhi's mind in Feiyun Tower. He didn't have these. He just sent someone to search for property here.

These are his arrogance and vent his anger.

He took a deep breath, set aside his anger, and settled with them sooner or later.

He arrived at the back garden, came to a small pavilion on the rockery, sat cross-legged on the small pavilion's stone table, motionless, the treasure was solemn, and he continued to practice the Great Light Sutra.

Once the Great Bright Scriptures are cultivated, they are initiates of the Three Classics, which are extremely fast.

Behind the training of Da Guangming, the beauty of Da Guangming's body has doubled his strength, which is far better than before. If he touches Qingyang, it is enough to win.

His strength has reached the Fawang, although he is the weakest one.

However, the king did not rely solely on martial arts, but also needed credit. He must step on the same door and climb up step by step in order to convince the public.

The promotion of disciples of the Holy Ghost taught them to walk on two legs, giving equal weight to martial arts.

If you can build Huiyao Hall and stand still, you can almost rise to the next level and become a disciple in Yamauchi.

Then he went from the disciples in Yamauto to the helm master, to the patrol ambassador, to the altar master, and then to the king, and thinking of it, his spirits rose.

He suddenly found that he really became Zhao Dahe, thinking and thinking completely in accordance with Zhao Dahe's way, almost completely abandoning the original idea, this day's magic is so profound and mysterious that he could translocate the subject and the guest.

In his practice, one night is just a blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Liyou woke up, and Kou poor three were already standing in front of the booth.

They were all embarrassed, dirty and messy, as if returning to the dungeons.

Seeing Chu Li open his eyes, the three men clenched their fists and said, ”Have met the host!”

Chu Li lazily glanced at them: ”Reluctant to come back?”

”Lord, we're guilty!” The three of them bowed, their heads almost touching the ground.

They realized the taste of life is better than death.

It happened once every two hours, one quarter of an hour at a time, and they were tortured several times this night, like walking in hell, and never dare to have the chance to despise their minds, but struggled to run back.

Chu Liheng hummed: ”If it wasn't for the employment, I would just abolish you!”

”We must obey the order of the host!” The three startled.

Last night's torture and pain compared with the waste of martial arts is not worth mentioning. If the martial arts are abandoned again, they really are better off.

”The death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is difficult to forgive. I will untie it at this time tomorrow. Now, go to work!” Chu Li waved his hand.

He has no interest in these three giants, either treacherous or slippery, and neither is a good thing. To deal with them, grace is useless and prestige works.

”Yes.” The three nodded helplessly.

They were all clever people. When they saw the situation in the house, they went out to find someone to clean it up. It took them all morning to clean it up.

During the day, they are no different from ordinary people. They do not experience severe pain and delay, and once at night, they once again enjoy the pain and torture and scream on the ground.

Chu Li ignored the matter and ignored it, only practicing his martial arts.

Kuangfeng Gang and Hu Xiaotang did not move. Chu Li knew that they must be looking for a master to prepare to kill themselves. The master of Bai Huzong should be here.

At midnight, the moon was hanging high, and the radiance was clear.

Hu Xiao Tang is a five-in house, bathed in the middle of Yuehua, as if falling asleep.

Suddenly a long howl shook the night sky, awakening Hu Xiaotang.

Then came a voice: ”The Holy Religion, Huiyao Church, and Zhao Dahe are here, and the waste of Huxiao Church, please come and greet us!”

The sound was slowly spreading out like the waves, endless, and it was clearly heard everywhere in Huxiaotang, even more than half of the windy city.

The disciples of Huxiaotang heard the sound and got up to rush to the main hall. The disciples who stayed at Huxiaotang divided half of them and rushed out. They came to Chuli.

Chu Li stood outside Hu Xiaotang's door, in white clothes and a long sword, standing under the moon with his hands on his shoulders.