White-Robed Chief

The monks stared at Chu Li, puzzled by his every move.

Ding Jian and Ding Shi are the most urgent. Seeing Chu Li this way, it feels unfavorable, it is necessary to die, so the expression is more peaceful and serene.

Just after practicing Tianyantong, coupled with Tianertong and Shenzutong, the three magical creatures have one body, and there is no limit to the future. It can shine once in the world, but it will soon be ridiculed and unfair.

They all felt wronged for Chu Li, and kept looking at Hui Guang, asking Master to find a way to save Chu Li.

Hui Guang waved her hand, feeling that Chu Li was not so easy to die.

The old monk Zhizhi has been knocking on the wooden fish, while Chu Li chants the dharma with the sound of the wooden fish, absorbing the golden light.

The squeezing of the five internal organs gradually lightened, as if the golden light of the Buddha statue could soothe the powerful force and soften its aggressiveness. Fortunately, the void in the mind was not affected by anything else, otherwise nothing would happen.

After a while, Chu Li exudes a looming golden light, which is similar to the golden light emitted by the Buddha image.

The old monk Zhizhi put down the wooden fish, opened his eyes and looked at Chu Li. He Shixuan said, "Amitabha!"

Chu Li's eyes could not be opened, the blood had already stained the corners of his eyes, his face was covered with two blood stains, and he looked scary, and his palms were ashamed: "I've seen Zhizhi Shizu."

"Karma is entangled, relying on the magical power of the body to stir the cause and effect, when there is this disaster!" Zhizhi old monk shook his head and sighed: "It is your great luck to stay alive!"

Chu Lihe said a ritual, silent.

Ding firmly said, "Zhizhi, can there be a solution?"

"The karma is only absorbed by the Dharma." The old monk Zhizhi shook his head and said, "Martial arts are useless."

"Yes." Ding nodded eagerly.

So many monks and masters helped each other, and they were unable to help the three masters. Martial arts really did not help.

Hui Guang sighed, "It's good to be saved."

"Let Dingru stay here," said the old monk Zhizhi slowly, "you go back, you don't have to come and disturb him, ... you don't have to expect him to work in the temple any time soon."

"Does it take a long time?" Ding Shi said, "Is there no danger?"

"Look at his understanding." Zhizhi old monk said.

Ding Jian said: "The eyes of the three masters ..."

"It's been blinded." The old monk Zhizhi said: "Whether he can recover depends on his practice of the Dharma. When the state of the Dharma is reached, it can be recovered naturally, otherwise ..."

"Three brothers, set your mind to practice the Dharma, there is no need to worry about Taicheng's Haicheng, they can't get it!" Ding Jiandao said.

Chu Lihe is a gift.

Hui Guang sighed: "Let's go."

The three left the hall, walked back silently, and came to Huiguang's Zen Academy.

"Master, three brothers don't care, right?" Ding Shi said.

Hui Guang shook his head gently: "Since Uncle Zhi Zhi took over, his life is not affected."

"That's fine." Ding Shishu breathed.

Hui Guang sighed: "But when can it be recovered? It is unpredictable. Karma is the most fearful thing to practice the Dharma.

"Can't the three masters practice martial arts in the future?" Ding Jian said.

Hui Guang thought for a while, and finally shook his head, unable to determine.

"It's all our fault this time," Ding Jian frowned. "If it wasn't for the sake of saving us, the three masters wouldn't be backed by Tianyantong."

"This is their own good fortune, no need to say more." Hui Guang waved his hands and said, "Go ahead, this time go to Taidong Zhenhai City, there should be uneven, you need to deal with."

"Yes," the two responded.

Qianyang Island did not succeed this time because the third eye brother's Tianyantong had been seen in advance, otherwise Taidong Zhenhai City would have to escape. A Zhenhai City was repeatedly occupied by visitors from the sea, and its majesty was greatly lost. The residents in the city would also lose confidence. Slowly dispersed.

This is fundamental damage to Zhenhai City. The elites of their ancestors and courts will not allow it. Naturally, the masters of Daci'en Temple cannot sit idly by.

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Chu Li's eyes closed tightly, quietly absorbing the golden light, calming the strong power in the body.

The five internal organs and the six internal organs have been weakened. Even if they are taken to Baodan, they are quickly destroyed to their original state. The body is full of powerful forces, but unfortunately, they are not controlled by themselves, and the internal forces cannot operate because the powerful forces are full of meridians.

After sitting quietly in the hall for three days and three nights, his body recovered a little, the internal organs were still broken, and the body was still full of powerful forces, but the powerful forces were milder than before.

He has always kept his mind calm like water. As soon as his mood fluctuates, he will cause fluctuations in his strength. The internal organs are disturbed again, like a thousand swords, pain, and death.

In the early morning, he was standing quietly in Tianxin Courtyard, breathing the morning air, and feeling the beauty of the world. After his body was broken, he felt the beauty of life more and more.

He had used the Withering Sutra, and wanted to get rid of this force of strength with the Withering Sutra. As the body changed from glory to withering, the force of extinction also dissipated, but the body turned from withering to glory. When it was restored, the power also recovered, like shadow. , Weird.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the chubby Dingkong monk strode in. He opened the gate of the courtyard and eased his footsteps: "Dingru master."

Chu Li turned around and smiled, "Brother Ding Kong."

His eyes were still closed, but his face was still.

Dingkong said: "How is the recovery?"

"It's okay," Chu said.

Ding Kong shook his head and said, "I have searched all the collections ~ www.readwn.com ~ and also asked many seniors. I want to expel karma. It seems that the Dharma is impossible. Zhizhi Shizu is afraid to fool you."

Chu Li smiled, "Zhi Zhizhi will not lie to me."

"Maybe I'm afraid you're desperate." Ding Kong said: "Anyway, I checked all the methods. There is nothing we can do at Daci'en Temple, but I've heard that there are ways in other schools."

Chu Li frowned.

Ding Kong Road: "Our Da Ci'en Temple follows the path of authentic Buddhism, and some Buddhist temples follow a different path."

Chu Li frowned, "Turn poison into wisdom?"

"Exactly." Dingkong nodded.

Chu Li smiled: "Can't it be for me to dispel karma, but to switch to another sect? This is absolutely impossible. Brothers don't have to worry about it anymore. I believe that Zhizhi Shizu will not harm me."

"Hmm ..." Dingkong nodded.

He was also anxious for Chu.

Originally, even if he did n’t practice martial arts, he was physically strong and his facial features were sound. Now it ’s better to practice some martial arts, but he has discarded himself, his body is weak, his eyes are blind, and it is miserable.

He likes Chu Li's peace and indifference very much. He is very appetite together, so he is very enthusiastic. Seeing Chu Li's misery, he is anxious, always trying to find a way to crack it.

"When ..." A bell rang.

"It's morning class, let's go." Chu left.

Ding Kong scratched his head and walked out of the courtyard with him, heading for the main hall.

Although Chu Li closed her eyes and couldn't see the objects, Dayuan Jingzhi was still there, just like ordinary people. She could not see blindness when walking.

After arriving at the hall, Chu Li chanted the scriptures with the crowd, and the eyes of the crowd were no longer astonished, as usual.

For a month, Chu Li has been like this, they have calmed down from the previous surprise and sympathy.

After the morning class, Zhizhi took him out of Da Ci'en Temple and entered the city of Huayang below.