Chapter 2382： Inquire (2/2)

Chu Li frowned and groaned. Doubtful.

He now also has some understanding of Song Wuji, not because of martial arts, but because of martial arts.

Ten of his words may not be true, it is better not to listen.

”Now that you have practiced several levels of sky martial arts to the full, you can't achieve great gods.” Song Wuji said lightly.

Chu Li smiled.

In theory, Song Wuji is so martial arts that if he wants to harm him, he only needs to kill him. There is no need to tell a lie to deceive him.

But he could not follow the common sense.

Since ancient times, the creation of a mentality method has taken the efforts of several generations, but it is not so simple. There is always a gap in the wisdom of a person. There are always imperfections in the created mentality method. It needs to be improved and paid. Is a huge price.

No matter how clever he is, he wants to surpass the wisdom of ancient generations and even decades of generations to create a mentality, and then try to cultivate. It is also difficult to go far. This is not something that can be done with good luck.

Song Wuji continued: ”The founders of each martial art were originally designed to fit themselves, and each person's body is different. The martial arts that are suitable for the founder may not be suitable for later ones, so the power is weakened, and the body cannot be cultivated. Complete. ”

Chu Lidao said: ”Which of the Soul-Enchanting Sutras created by the owner of Song Chi best suits himself?”

”This is nature!” Song Wuji arrogantly said, ”I can achieve my current status, thanks to the swallowing of the Sutra, and the casting of the spirit of heaven and earth!”

Chu Li sighed and shook his head.

Song Wuji is still flickering himself. It seems unrealistic to learn from him. Song Wuji is not at ease.

He must be in his heart, turning to look at Fu Caiwei and Sui Miaozhu.

Fu Caiwei cooperated with him quite well. When he saw that his eyes knew that he was going to do something, he sneered, ”Fancy words, Song Wuji, let's die!”

She disappeared suddenly, and then a snow-white flower appeared in the void, about the size of a basin, slowly blooming, exuding a deadly beauty.

”Well ...” Song Wuji shook his head.

The blue light flashed in Chu Li's eyes, and he slowly patted a palm, gentle as a joke.

Sui Miaozhu also shot a palm. The palm of her hand is crystal-clear, silent, but seemingly slow but extremely fast ~ ~, first come first, grab Song Wuji before Chu Li.

The three of them took the strongest blow. Chu Li used the eight layers of the Tianling Sutra, and was matched with the runner's palm, which also contained the huge power of the runner tower.

”Bang!” Fu Caiwei suddenly appeared, and Yuzhang collided with Song Wuji's right palm, making a muffled sound.

Song Wuji stood firmly in place, Fu Caiwei flew out, like a stone thrower.

Sui Miaozhu Yuzhang intersects with his left palm, and also flies backwards. The speed is as fast as a meteor, and no shadow is seen in a flash, showing the strength of strength.

When Song Wuji was going to chase out, Chu Li's palm arrived. This palm was just right, and Vientiane Guizong played a role at this time.

”Bang!” Chu Li took a step back, and there were two footprints under his feet that could not be covered.

”Bang!” He took another two steps back, his footprints deeper.

”Bang, bang, bang ...” The continuous muffled sounds suddenly hit the banana like a rain, Chu Li quits in more than twenty steps, each step has a deep footprint, but the shallower it gets to the back.