White-Robed Chief

The two came to a vicissitudes of a small temple in Houshan.

This small temple Chuli has never been to this place, and no such small courtyard has been found. If Xinxi personally brought him here, he would not be able to reach here, as if he never existed in the world.

Stepping into the small courtyard, Chu Li suddenly felt the strange power covering the surroundings, and then was isolated from the world. There was only the small courtyard in front of him. In addition, he could not find anything. He could not see or hear.

Chu Li raised an eyebrow and looked at the heart.

Xinxi came to the hall, saluting the Buddha statue in the middle of the center, and then personally held up three thick incenses, about the thickness of the little finger, half arm length, and stretched his fingers on the incense head.

The aroma slowly drifted out of the hall, and all three thick incense were lit.

Xinxi inserted the incense into the incense burner, and then combined with a ritual, stepped back respectfully, and sat down in a golden yellow futon.

"Dingru, sit down, too." Xin Ji pointed at the last futon.

There are a total of eleven futons, and the heart is sitting in the most central position. The remaining nine futons form a circle.

Chu Li sat opposite him, saying together: "Abbot, where is this?"

"This is a dojo, not in the Five Elements, but out of the red dust." Xinjing said.

Chu Li looked up and down the small temple, nodded in admiration, Da Ci'en Temple deserves to be deeply rooted. This field is by no means an array, but a real place similar to Dongtianfudi.

Just like Xiao Qi who went into cultivation and practiced the sky, she is already out of the original world, so she is not in the Five Elements and apart from the red dust.

In the sound of Yi Fei's fluttering sounds, old monks fluttered into the hall, and then paid homage to the silent monk and sat on the futon, each with its own position.

Soon the nine old monks arrived.

The scent of fragrance wafted in the hall, so that the spirit could not help but jump.

My heart went quietly: "Masters, Blood Yangzong's resurgence, it is likely that all the Mozong's gates have recovered, and there is even a trend of unity. This is sure to be seen with your own eyes, let him say it again."

He nodded towards Chu.

A ritual from the old monks of Chu Lihe Shi: "I have seen all the ancestors, and my disciples have been assured. I met Mosheli by chance, so I was vigilant. I learned a secret technique through chance, and I can find Mozong disciples , So I found three masters of Blood Yangzong ... "

He told the story carefully, did not conceal the cooperation with Song Jing, but did not say that the secret technique came from Tianyue Yun, which was promised at the beginning.

"Blood Yangzong ..." A tall and thin old monk groaned, his face grim, and slowly said: "Blood Yang Shen Gong can only be activated after ten layers of blood, but the blood Yang Shen Gong is powerful but difficult to cultivate. The situation is very fast, and it is almost difficult to reach the sky in the later stage. The ninth to tenth floors are like heavens. After the tenth floor, it is almost impossible to complete it. And how do they hide the people from the world? "

"There is still a problem ..." Chu Li told himself once again that a genius who was born was born and will unite the twelve gates of Mozong. This person taught the disciples of Mozong to conceal breath and magic, No one can check.

The faces of the nine old monks were hard to look at.

This is a problem that has never been encountered. Since the creation of the Zongzong, there has been almost no unification. The unified Zongzong will be a monster-like existence, huge and amazing. Da Ci'en Temple is definitely not an opponent. The world will rise again. Bloody rain.

Silently silent, watching the nine old monks whisper.

After a short while, Xinxi said, slowly, "Masters, I think this is the time to open the Temple of Devil."

"Abbot, think twice!" Said an old monk Shen, slowly praying to the heavens: "Until the moment of life and death, you can't open the Temple of the Devil, isn't it yet?"

Xinji shook her head and sighed, "Once the Demon Sect is unified, it will be late even if the Fu Mo Temple is opened."

"Fu Mo Temple has hurt heavens." Another old monk sighed, "I will go to **** if I don't go to hell.

Xin Jing said: "I will not start Fu Mo Temple again, I am afraid that there is no chance to start, this seat wants Dingru to become the master of Fu Mo Temple."

"Dingru ..." Jiu Monk looked at Chu Li.

Their peaceful eyes were like a torch, and they needed to see him through.

Chu Lihe is a gift.

Xinjing looked at Chu Li and sighed, "Dingru, whether to become the master of Fu Mo Temple, you have to choose, and there is Mozong martial art inscribed in Fu Mo hall. magic."

"Shuang Xiu of Buddha and Demon ..." Chu Li thoughtfully.

He is not surprised, because he is also a dual-cultivation of the Buddha and the Demon, and the Heaven Demon Sutra is compatible with many Buddhist monks. Of course, the key is the existence of the Kurong Sutra, otherwise it will be difficult for them to live in harmony.

The heart was quiet and said slowly: "The magic of martial arts is too overbearing. The masters of Fuzong Temple of the past may not end well, but they are all devastating to Mozong and their power is infinite. They are the pillars and keys of Daci'en Temple."

Chu Li nodded: "Abbot, why did you cultivate the magic function to damage the disciples of the Demon Sect, is the power of the double cultivation of the Buddha and the Demon stronger? Or is the Demon Sect martial arts stronger in our demon temple?"

Xinji said: "Buddhism martial arts have similarities with Mozong. Those who practice martial arts at Da Ci'en Temple ~ www.readwn.com ~ and practice Mozong martial arts again and again. Buddha and demon are united, more powerful! "

Chu Lidao said, "Thank you Abbot, the disciples agreed."

"Certainly, this matter needs to be carefully considered." Mind silently said: "It's about the fate of life, practicing the martial arts of Buddhism and demon unification, unable to die, and will be mad and die."

Chu Li smiled and said, "What's the matter, inherently dead."

Xin Jing looked at him deeply: "Let's discuss it with Hui Guang."

"Master will agree." Chu Li smiled. "And the master of the Temple of the Demon Temple is not something anyone can do, right?"

"This is nature." Xinji said, "There is only one person in the Fu Temple in the past, and it is often the most qualified person. Since the Demon Sect is weak, the Fu Temple has not been opened for several generations, and I did not expect ..."

He said, shaking his head.

Chu Lidao said, "That is the honor of my disciples."

He was curious about Fu martial arts martial arts, and his body was only a clone. Even if he really died, it was not a big deal, so he did not hesitate and was extremely happy, so that the nine old monks and the silence were moved inexplicably.

Xinjing looked at the other nine old monks.

"Amitabha! Kindness, kindness ..." The nine monks all gave a gift from Shi Zhaochu.

Chu Lihe even responded to the gift.

"The Fu Mo Temple will be handed over to you," said a thin old monk Shen.

Chu Lidao said, "Thank you, Master!"

"Dingru, it's because we want to thank you!" Said the slender tall monk.

He turned to look at the other eight monks: "Then open the Temple of Fu Mo!"

The remaining eight old monks nodded.

They closed their eyes, printed their hands, and then suddenly pointed away.

Chu Li only felt a ray of light suddenly hit his eyebrows, too close to avoid, and did not feel the danger, so he did not dodge.

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