Chapter 1359： Sumi (1/2)

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.