White-Robed Chief

Chu Li came out of the courtyard with Meng Yu.

He secretly confessed that this is Wan Ziyang, the first person to dominate the sea, and even inland, he is also the top and best peer in the world. His cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of him.

Nowadays, I can only count on the Kuo Jing Jing'ao to avoid Wan Ziyang's induction. Otherwise, as soon as he stepped in front of him, he would have to reveal the filling. Wan Ziyang was afraid that he could shoot himself with a single palm, just like killing an ant.

He hated this feeling very much. This kind of hate was also the motivation for him to keep climbing upwards, and he kept getting stronger. But when he got here, he was still weak, and the starting point was too far away.

But he knew that as long as he worked hard, he would still catch up with Wan Ziyang, especially with Tianyantong, even more powerful, at least he could intercept Meng Yu's adventures.

The two slowly walked into the eastern courtyard.

The small courtyard is in a quiet location, but inside it is elegant and elegant, with a high-class style. It really is very different from the ordinary. Obviously, it takes a lot of heart to build this courtyard.

"Island master." After entering the courtyard, Meng Yu became cautious, stood in the middle of the courtyard, held a fist, and then shut up, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

"Squeak ..." The door of the hall opened, and a strong middle-aged man walked out, walking calmly and handsomely, especially the vigorous British spirit between his eyes, as if he had embraced the heavens and the earth, the spirit of grandeur and joy.

His eyes were as bright as a cold star, and his look was not ancient, he glanced calmly at both of them, and said warmly, "Xiao Meng, is this the expert you invited?"

"This is Mrs. Li Chuli. Although she does not know how to martial arts, she is well versed in the art of observation, and she can see the past and the future. It is accurate." Meng Yu said with a look of admiration, and said with emotion: "It is a rare stranger."

"So, it's almost as close as the Tianyantong of Daci'en Temple?" Wan Ziyang smiled and looked at Chu Li up and down.

Chu Li's body was tight, resisting the impulse of Yun Gong, relaxing his body, Da La La glanced at Wan Ziyang, and narrowed his eyes slowly and nodded.

Wan Ziyang felt cold all over him, as if the old man across the house and his eyes were dangling.

His expression was sober, Shen said, "Lao Zhang is practicing Qi Men?"

Chu Li shook his head slightly and said, "Oldness is just a bit of talent. It is similar to the Tianyantong of Daci'en Temple, except that I am born and not a cultivator."

"So it is ..." Wan Ziyang slowly nodded: "Since you have such a gift, why not go to Da Ci'en Temple? With such a talent, Da Ci'en Temple must be welcome!"

"Hey!" Chu Li sneered, and said lightly, "The island owner is wrong!"

Wan Ziyang looked puzzled: "Don't this talented Da Ci'en Temple still look down?"

Chu Li shook his head and said, "Da Ci'en Temple is deeply disgusted with this talent. It is said to be an obstacle. It makes my Buddhism no further advancement, and it is difficult to achieve completeness. I still died of this heart early, and I am an ordinary people . "

"This ..." Wan Ziyang frowned and moaned: "Such a thing like this?"

In his opinion, Li Chu's talent is almost like Tiantiantong. It is used well and can be a weapon. Da Ci'en Temple can refuse it?

Chu Liheng said, "I didn't go to Da Ci'en Temple when I was young. Instead, I knelt outside the temple for a long time. I only wanted to enter the temple to practice martial arts, but Da Ci'en Temple had a hard heart and flatly refused. He knelt outside the temple for a month and remained indifferent. After I finally became unconscious, they sent me back to my home. "

"Well ..." Wan Ziyang shook his head and sighed: "It is indeed the ancient ancestors that have been passed down from ancient times, and indeed have their own courage."

Chu Li sneered: "I don't believe it, I want to practice, unfortunately ..."

He shook his head: "Really, as Daci En Temple said, practicing is also useless. Every time I use my talents to help people see the fierce luck, I will lose a little martial arts, but ten years of kung fu has been repaired to nothing!"

"It seems that this talent is not without cost." Wan Ziyang slowly said.

Chu Lidao said: "I later realized that my talent really costs me. It is not only martial arts that I lost, but also Shou Yuan. If I do n’t use this talent, I can end my life, but now ... only one year old It's just yuan. "

"One gain and one loss, this is the world." Wan Ziyang nodded and said: "Then you can see my face clearly?"

Chu Li nodded and looked at him again.

The turbid eyes suddenly brightened, and then gradually dim, and returned to turbidity.

To be able to see Wan Ziyang in a bright and upright manner is already a great gain.

The difference between Tianyantong and Fei Xing Jue lies in the fact that they ignore the difference in cultivation. Whether they are high or low, they can see their past and future. The key is to change their fate.

Changing the fate of important people affects the heavens and the earth to have greater causality and natural backlash, while the fate of small people has a smaller range of cause and effect and much smaller backlash, so it cannot be easily changed.

Wan Ziyang frowned and looked at Chu Li. The cultivation was not fluctuating, otherwise he really had to wonder if he was dressed as a monk at Daci'en Temple.

But the old guy in front of him was decaying, and half of his feet had stepped into the coffin. No one could imitate it, and the monk at Daci'en Temple could not lie to himself.

Chu Li looked for a long while, and sighed, "The island owner really came to the world, it is expensive, but unfortunately ..."

"What a pity?" Wan Ziyang hummed ~ www.readwn.com ~ Chu Li shook his head and said, "Unfortunately no one will follow."

Wan Ziyang frowned and stared at him, his eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed, his eyes really cut into Chu Li's face like two knives.

Chu was shocked, but he did not expect him to be so powerful, beyond imagination.

"How do you say that?" Wan Ziyang said slowly.

Chu Lidao said: "The island's son is not good, so we need to plan early."

"This seat is pretty young," Wan Ziyang hummed.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's not the age, but the owner of the island ..., let's not talk about it."

"Stop it," Wan Ziyang hummed. "Xiao Meng won't spread it."

Meng Yu busy said: "Island master, Li Laozhang, you talk first. I'll go out first.

Wan Ziyang waved his hand.

Meng Yu retreated and left the courtyard.

Chu Li treats him to leave, sighing: "Limited by the talents of the island owner, he is destined to have no children."

Wan Ziyang said coldly: "Is there any way?"

Chu Lidao said: "Unless the island owner can abandon his practice and practice the marrow washing techniques of Da Ci'en Temple, there is a silver lining."

"Impossible," Wan Ziyang snorted.

Not to mention whether he can give up his cultivation practice, nor is it the practice of cultivating the marrow of Da Ci'en Temple, which cannot be mastered by outsiders in Wu Ci'en Temple.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed: "That's what God's will is like. Whatever it is, even if the island owner looks for more women, it's a hard time."

"I don't believe in any fate!" Wan Ziyang said coldly.

Chu Li smiled: "Then you don't believe it, you have nothing to say."

He knew that Wan Ziyang hadn't completely believed in himself, and because he hadn't cultivated himself, his life and death were in Wan Ziyang's hands, so he could say these things.

"Let's not talk about the son-in-law, but say something else." Wan Ziyang hummed. "I'm doing this right?"