Chapter 2836： explain (1/2)

”Brother, I don't have much time. I need to talk about the funeral.” Chu Lidao said.

The qualitative monk's face changed slightly: ”What ?! Is it ...?”

His face became ugly, although he knew that the day would come, after he became the Lord of the Temple of the Devil, it would mean the day came.

But I never expected that it would be so fast. Even when I saw Chu Li's face was old and withered for the last time, I felt that there was still a chance. Maybe Chu Li could create a miracle and restore his own life.

Even though all the masters of the Temple of Demon Palace were shocked and brilliant, and none of them could escape the rule of a hundred years of life, he still held a hint of confidence and hope.

Chu Li nodded slowly.

The qualitative monk's face was extremely gloomy, silent for a long while, and sighed, ”How long is it?”

”Seven or eight days.” Chu Li Road.

”Is there only this little?” The qualitative monk cried out.

Chu Li smiled and said warmly, ”Brother, silence is liberation, no worries, it is not a big deal.”

The qualitative monk glared at him: ”How can there be such free and easy, I haven't cultivated to such a situation! ... how can you be so short?”

”Fight with several young Junjie from Mozong.” Chu Li smiled. ”Killing a few can be considered as recovering capital!”

”Magic Zong ...” The qualitative monk gritted his teeth and only hated himself for lack of cultivation.

Almost all the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple now return to the temple. In the large temple, only one person dealt with the Demon Sect, and felt blushed. Now, as soon as the master died, how can Da Ci'en Temple be on their own?

Is it still looking for the second Lord of the Demon Temple?

Among the disciples of Daci'en Temple, Dingru is the deserved first, and even the first three generations are the first. No one can match him. It is difficult for him to become a master of the Temple of the Devil Temple.

Chu Li said, ”I want to talk to the abbot.”

”Follow me!” Said the qualitative monk.

He knew that the abbot would meet Chu Li and took it without hesitation.

Daxiong Baodian's Sanskrit sounds are lingering, and the chanting is endless.

Chu Li and the qualitative monk came out of the hall, and the qualitative monk advanced to see Abbot Xinji. After a while, Abbot Xinji stepped out slowly, looked at Chu Li calmly, and slowly nodded, motioning to walk with himself.

The qualitative monk stopped and watched them leave the hall.

Chu Li came to his academy with Abbot Xinji, and Abbot Xinji waved his hand. A small sand closed the exit of the academy, leaving only Chu Li and Xinji in the courtyard.

Zen courtyard is quiet, when flowers and trees are flourishing.

Chu Li looked at these lush flowers and bamboo forests.

”Dingru, are you going to die?” Xinjing made tea himself, took two of them, came to Chu Li and handed him one, and then he picked up the other, raised his head, and looked at the blue sky with a long distance.

Chu Li took the tea cup, took a sip, and admired: ”Good tea!”

Xin Jing said, ”Is there anything unfinished?”

Chu Li smiled and said, ”Can the abbot feel sorry for choosing the wrong person?”

”Nothing wrong.” Xinji shook his head gently and smiled. ”This tea is produced by Ling Bifeng. There is only this tea tree in the world, which can be beneficial to your heart and help your recovery. You have lost too much time. Big!”

Chu Li felt a breath of air lingering around her body, even running through her head, as if she was washing her hair.

He hasn't experienced this kind of taste for a long time. His body is too arrogant. Any elixir can hardly cut his hair and wash his soul. This Lingbi tea is really wonderful.

Xinjing said: ”The masters of the Temples of Fu Mo Temple in the past have been meritorious and outstanding, but when it comes to killing the Demon Sect, you are already among the best.”

Chu Li shook his head.

Xin Ji took a sip of tea, turned to the living room, and sat on the futon.

Chu Li also came to sit opposite him and sighed, ”Abbot, I'm here to explain what's going on.”

”Don't worry about this, there will be the next owner of Fu Mo Temple. Although the disciples in the temple are not as outstanding as you, it is enough.” Xinji shook his head and smiled: ”You can walk away in peace.”