Chapter 857： Early evening (1/2)

After Chu Li had eaten, he slowly returned to the Tibetan Pavilion.

He suddenly felt that when he first entered the government, he was the quietest and most able to settle down to study. Once he left Tibet, he did more and more things later, but he couldn't settle down. reading.

He is now entering the Great Guangming Peak as well. This year is exactly when he needs to sink his heart to read. As for the intelligence information of the Holy Religion, it is impossible. The disciples of this peak are all new students. What information is there at all.

However, seeing that there were about 200 people in Tibet, he was a little puzzled. How could there be so many people? It stands to reason that there are only 15 people in five years, and there are only 15. How can there be so many.

I still can't figure out the operation of the Holy Religion of Light, and I need to come bit by bit.

He looked at the scholars of the Tibetan Classics Pavilion, most of whom were about the same age as himself, and there were many older ones, even about forty years old, who were deeply trained and should not be new disciples.

He guessed that it seemed that the new disciple could not turn around and go to other peaks, but he could return here after becoming an old disciple. The Tibetan scripture hall is likely to be the only one among the nine peaks, not all the peaks. There is a Tibetan scripture pavilion.

He is not in a hurry to look at other secrets, the key to his current practice is to cultivate great light.

The Great Guangming Sustainability has been continuously cultivated, so that the Great Guangming's body is constantly strengthened, so the practice of practicing Great Guangming Jue is extremely fast.

He is now the fastest time to practice Great Brightness. It is not appropriate to concentrate on practicing other martial arts. Moreover, his current environment is simple, and there seems to be no disputes. The bright sword is enough to protect himself.

In the evening, after the sun went down, the Zangjing Pavilion began to close, and Zhao Zhe and they all left. There were only three people left in the huge Zangjing Pavilion, Chu Li and Mo Cuicui and Sun Lihua.

Chu Lizai cleaned the first floor carefully, came to the second floor to say hello to Sun Lihua, and Mo Cuicui upstairs was still busy.

”Brother Zhao, wait for a while, let's eat together in three.” Sun Lihua was in a blue strong suit, with a bright and cheerful attitude, a gentle breath, a soft and weak voice, and a kindness, which made people unbearable to refuse.

Chu Lidao said: ”Sister Sun, we are only at the top of the Tibetan Pavilion?”

”How is it possible?” Sun Lihua laughed. ”How many disciples are our first peak!”

Chu Li said: ”They can come to us, can't we go to them?”

”Yes.” Sun Lihua nodded: ”They can come over, we can't go over.”

”Then how many disciples do we have for the Bright Saint?” Chu Lidao said.

Sun Lihua shook his head: ”This may only be known to the leader, except that the leader is afraid that no one knows it. Jiufeng is divided into upper three peaks, middle three peaks, lower three peaks, and upper three peaks. Almost no one knows how many people. With Zhong Sanfeng, living in Shang Sanfeng, even if they do not have martial arts, they can live 300 years old, and it is no problem for Tianwaitian Master to live 400 years. ”

Chu Li sighed: ”Really inscrutable.”

”Take your time, don't worry.” Sun Lihua laughed. ”We can only stay in the Tibetan scripture hall now, we can't go elsewhere, and knowing too much is useless.”

”Well ... I don't know if I can go to Sanfeng.” Chu Li shook his head and sighed: ”I don't know if I can live until then, offending Mo Tan, I can't guarantee my life.”

”No.” Sun Lihua showed an unbearable look.

She knew that the owner of Mo Tan would never let him go, and Mo Cuicui would not let go of the cousin who killed his cousin. His future is indeed unpredictable.

What she can help is to ease his relationship with Mo Cuicui. If the relationship between the two becomes better, the owner of Mo Altar will not kill him again.

”I don't know if there is a sister named Xia Xue in our building?” Chu Li said.

”Xia Xue ... Sister Xia.” Sun Lihua thought for a while, ”It seems that there is a Sister Xia Xue in Xingtang.”

”Xingtang?” Chu Li said, ”We still have Xingtang here?”

”Of course.” Sun Lihua laughed. ”Without a penal court, in case disciples break the rules, who will punish them? You don't think no one cares about us, right?”

”I didn't see anyone.” Chu Li shook his head.

Sun Lihua laughed: ”I usually can't see it. Once you make a mistake, it will appear.”