Chapter 1811： Condensing tower (2/2)

Monk Dilian nodded slowly: ”Lun Ming is still wise.”

”Teacher ... Shizu, rest assured, I will not seek revenge, I just want to see the style of the world's first master, how far away from him ...” Zhining Monk said positively.

Monk Dilian said: ”Then you go.”

”Thank you, Master.” The monk Zhining showed a happy look, stepped out after a ritual, and came to Chu Li.

Chu Li opened his eyes and looked at him.

The monk of Ning Ning combined a ritual, and said warmly, ”There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!

He uttered this sentence in one breath, apparently because he had practiced for a long time and was very familiar without stuttering.

Sitting on the ground, Chu Li didn't get up and pointed in front of him: ”Sit down and talk, is the monk Zhining coming to learn martial arts, or to get revenge?”

”Revenge!” The monk in peace, even in peace, said slowly, ”Master Poor was killed by the Chu master, and poor monks naturally want revenge. Please enlighten me!”

Chu Li smiled: ”Why isn't the monk murderous?”

”Serious but not revealing!” Zhi Ning monk said.

Chu Li found this monk interesting, much more interesting than turning the monk. With such looks, he still had some stammer, but he could have the inheritance of the gods, and he must have something special.

Although the monk Zhining did not worry about stuttering as a difference, he did not want to stutter in front of Chu Li, and he practiced every sentence very well.

Chu Li smiled: ”Why haven't you seen a monk before? I'm familiar with Zhuanlun Temple and have never seen you before!”

”The poor monk has been traveling abroad ... traveling!” Said the monk Zhi Ning.

Chu Lidao said: ”This is the case, presumably the monk has a wide range of knowledge and wisdom.”

”Don't dare.” Zhi Ning monk said.

Chu Li sighed: ”I don't know what the monk's opinion is about the world today? As the heavens and men descend, Ashura will follow, and our world will soon be in chaos ~ ~ Can monks have a way to save sentient beings?”

”There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!” The monk of Zhi Ning was somewhat surprised. He did not expect that Chu Li had a compassionate heart, which really did not match his image of killing God.

Chu Lidao said, ”Is it necessary for a monk to teach the Tibetan scriptures of living beings?”

”There is no Amitabha in the south!” The monk of Zhi Ning shook his head.

Chu Li sighed: ”In my opinion, the monk should go out of the temple to walk the world, to spend more people in the world, and to lessen some human suffering.”

”The poor monk is taught!” Said Zhi Ning, the monk, ”but the poor monk still wants to teach ... to give Chu the master martial arts!”

The blue light flashed in Chu Li's eyes.

诛 God thunder needle pierced.

The monk of Zhi Ning flashed a sun wheel, and a ”ding” sounded clearly, as if an iron needle struck the jade.

The monk to Ning took a step, turned his head and widened his eyes, and the red monk robe around him bulged like a ball.