White-Robed Chief

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His brain is like electricity, he can only take a gamble, leaving only the demon in his mind, the rest is hung with a dead tree, hidden in the void, and then let that power enter his mind and hover in his mind.

Tianmo slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly his mind changed and he became completely Yuan Yuansi. Chu Li's identity became a passenger instead, as if it had become a memory in his mind.

The old man with black hair slowly said, "Yuan Yuansi, are you going back from the sky, are you planning to go back?"

Chu Li shook his head and said, "I don't want to go back. Although Tianwaitian is good, it's not as good as we are here."

"What's worse?" The old man with black hair asked.

Chu Lidao said: "Heaven is hypocritical, selfish, and deceitful, and it is difficult to make friends."

"Well, have you ever killed a man in heaven?"

"Killed, ten."

"Can you be dissatisfied with Zongmen?"

"Have."

"What's wrong?"

"Acting too conservatively, it's too honest to just not defend and be bullied!"

"Did you kill Mo Zhixuan?"

"Yes."

"How did he kill him?"

"He was dressed as Brother Huang, and I was dressed as Leng Yuezong Qiu Mingliang. He wanted to plot against me, but I was turned against him and killed him first."

"Do you want to practice the Flying God Magic?"

"Yes."

"What do you want to do after practicing the flying **** magic formula?"

"Clean up Xuan Xinzong, suppress Xuan Xinzong, and make a name for Zongmen!"

The old man with black hair turned to look at the old man with silver hair.

The silver-haired old men have been staring at the bronze mirror in their hands since they started talking, and said nothing, at this time they raised their heads, looked at Chu Li, and said lightly, "Yuan Yuansi, you lied."

Chu Li froze and said, "Senior, I ..."

"Do you really want to go back to heaven?" The silver-haired old man said in a deep voice.

Chu Li hesitated, shook his head helplessly: "I want to go back."

"Why do you want to go back?" The silver-haired old man frowned.

He thought that the disciple in front of him, like before, was greedy for the prosperity of heaven and earth.

Chu Lidao said: "I want to go back to Guangming Shengjing again and steal the second volume of the Great Guangming Sutra! ... What I want to do must be done!"

The silver-haired old man smiled and shook his head: "You can't think like this, how can everything go well in the world, what you want to do!"

Chu Liheng hummed: "It's really difficult to win the light, but I think it can be stolen!"

The old man with silver hair turned to look at the old man with black hair, and shook his head, "This man is too stingy, and he will definitely suffer in the future."

The old man with black hair nodded with satisfaction: "Well, when do you want to learn Feitian Magic?"

"The sooner the better." Chu Li busyly said, "Xuan Xinzong will surely kill me. After learning the flying gods and magic tricks, he will not be afraid of their assassination!"

"Well, follow me." The dark-haired old man stood up and turned to a side door.

Chu Li first retrieved his belongings, followed through the side door, and then entered another hall.

Upon entering this hall, the originally stagnant internal force began to flow and slowly recovered, but the whole body felt depressed, as if there were invisible forces restraining itself and squeezing itself.

Chu Li glanced across the hall and saw a black statue in the center.

This black statue is a middle-aged man with a somber complexion and a pair of shoulders on his back, as if flying his wings in the sky.

He glanced at him for a few moments and felt as if he was soaring into the sky as the man was soaring in the sky, Baiyun was passing by, howling wind and howling wind, but his chest was boiling with blood.

Chu Li busy removed his eyes and frowned at the old man in black.

The old man with black hair smiled, "How do you feel?"

"It seems to be flying." Chu left.

"It seems that you have a very good understanding." The old man with black hair nodded with satisfaction. "This is the mentality of the flying gods and magic tricks. You must watch this idol when you are enlightened. This is the flying gods."

He said he took out a thin book from his arms and handed it over.

Chu Li took the booklet with both hands: "Let's do it to the extreme, so will it?"

The old man with black hair nodded: "Flying across the void is as flat as the ground, which is the secret of our flying gods and magic tricks."

Chu Li hugged his fists, opened the booklet and directly looked at it. There are only twelve pages in total, his mind is complicated, and the words are mysterious. Each sentence seems to contain infinite mysteries, which requires careful deliberation and research.

"People can't learn our Feitian magic tricks secretly, because we can't enter this demon temple, we can't see this demon statue, it is useless to have the fetus magic tricks, we can't understand it." The Tao said with a proud tone: "A while ago, there was that Mo Zhixuan who came to steal the lessons and learned the Fei Zong martial arts. I still couldn't learn the true skills and couldn't enter the temple."

Chu Li said: "What if he really comes in?"

"That can't pass the level of asking the Temple of Hearts." The old man with black hair laughed. "After entering the Temple of Hearts, the internal force is sealed, then he must show his true colors, and add bronze to ask the heart, there is nothing to hide."

Chu Lidao said: "It doesn't matter if he steals our basic mentality?"

"We are similar to the basic mentality of Xuan Xinzong. The basic mentality of all the major schools is the magic of the heavens. It is the same, and it doesn't matter if we get it." He can dye. "

Chu Li nodded gently.

"You take your time slowly." The old man with black hair waved his hand and gently exited the hall.

He was left alone in the empty hall and a demon statue.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, but did not relax, but just let the demon in his head close his eyes, and suddenly he became the master of the body again, instead of the Yuan Yuansi he was posing.

If it weren't for his own magical skills, he would not have passed this level.

However, no matter how meticulous the defense is, there is always a chance to take advantage of it. He still got a hole and had great luck.

Chu Li sat on the futon in the middle of the hall, and began to enlighten the flying gods.

The mind method and the demon statue confirmed each other, so that he became more and more aware of the flying gods and magic tricks.

The moon rises and falls, he felt it for a moment, but it was already day and night. There was a knock on the door. Huang Heming's voice sounded, "Brother Xi, it's time to eat."

Chu Lidao said, "Brother Huang, just put it outside."

Huang Heming no longer said more, the sound of footsteps had already left.

Chu Li felt hungry and felt clearer and clearer. Her spirit was like a god. There seemed to be another layer of heaven and earth. Suddenly she realized it, and then she kept drilling forward, and then there was another layer of mystery.

One layer after another, he didn't know how many layers he had passed, but only felt that the flying **** magic formula was mysterious and abnormal. After being urged, his body was like a smoke, not only between the truth and the truth, but also silent and not related to wind Reverse, as if always going downwind.

Wind and air became his partner ~ www.readwn.com ~ Helping him, the body movement and stillness are only in one thought, the movement has been remembered, the speed is really appalling, the appearance seems to be just a flash, has appeared In different positions.

"Brother Xi, it has been three days and three nights, you should drink some water." Huang Heming's voice rang again outside.

Chu Li appeared in front of the hall door, opened the door, and suddenly felt the light shining. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Heming: "Brother Huang, thank you very much."

"Brother Yeh understands?" Huang Heming asked curiously.

Chu Li smiled rather than smiled: "Slightly furry, can we learn a thing or two?"

"I've learned a lot recently," Huang Heming laughed.

Chu Lishan has already appeared outside the hall and reached the gate of the courtyard.

Huang Heming's face changed slightly, and he said with some confidence: "It's not necessary."

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