Li Chen sighed softly, and when he was about to throw it, he suddenly thought of something and hesitated in his movements.
Seeing this, Monk Ji Le became more and more anxious: "What? Do you want to regret it?"
"Don't dare."
"only……"
"Anabati, little monk, don't worry."
"Bliss will definitely keep its promise."
After saying that, I deliberately held the 'Hundred Flowers Essence Pill' in my palm, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.
Then he waved his hand towards Li Chen, signaling him to throw the secret book over.
"Amitabha."
"Master Bliss...take it."
After saying this, he threw the "Happy Zen Skill" out without any hesitation.
Monk Ji Le didn't expect him to be so straightforward. Instead, he was surprised. He tapped his feet lightly and grabbed the scripture.
Just when I was about to grab the scripture with my palm.
But he saw that the scripture seemed to be being pulled and flew back.
Monk Ji Le was furious: It must be the little monk who caused the trouble!
Just when he was burning with anger and was about to kill him, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head, and the hairs all over his body stood up in an instant.
However, he was already in mid-air, and it was too late to turn back.
The next moment, I just felt a light touch on my right hand.
Looking down, the left arm holding the 'Baihua Yunling Pill' was empty.
The severed arm spun in mid-air for several weeks and fell to the ground, still holding the 'Baihua Yunling Pill' tightly in its big hand.
"ah!"
The blissful monk looked up to the sky and roared loudly, his eyes instantly turned blood red.
Turning his head to look, he saw an old woman with silver hair and a staff, her eyes were formidable and her face was covered with frost. There was a sword with green light hanging in front of her, ready to go.
This person is none other than the late Zhong Liqiu!
After the three people from Li Chen rushed to the inner house, they divided their forces into two groups.
Li Chen and Li Sao lurked in the new house, while Li Ge went to find Zhong Liqiu.
Monk Bliss has been famous for a long time and is also a well-known figure in the magic world.
If he were in full strength, even if everyone went up together, they might not be his opponent.
There is no doubt that with Zhong Liqiu's help, nothing will happen.
And she came at the right time.
"ah!"
Monk Bliss was in pain to his bones, as if he was crazy, and he couldn't care less about the "Happy Zen Technique".
Before it even hit the ground, it suddenly turned around.
This palm was 100% of the energy he unleashed in rage, so its power was naturally extraordinary.
But the old woman just snorted coldly, and with a wave of her hand, the golden sword in front of her released a huge sword and blocked it in front of her.
Bang~
There was a huge earthquake.
The sword didn't move at all, but Monk Ji Le flew backwards.
At the same time, the 'Flame of Harmony' in him ignited again.
Monk Bliss, who had lost a lot of weight just now, had once again lost visible fat on his body.
In the blink of an eye, he became a tall and skinny monk.
It's just that the Hehe Flame can only restore external injuries and restore internal strength, but the left arm has been severed and cannot be restored.
Monk Bliss had a gloomy face, and his eyes seemed about to burst out with anger.
Suddenly the flames all over his body disappeared in an instant, and all the surging true meaning immediately gathered in his right hand.
"Sumi Mountain Palm!"
In ancient times, there was Mount Xumi, which covered the sun, moon and stars above, and the town below was boundless for eternity.
Infinitely big, infinitely heavy.
The palm is like Mount Sumeru hanging upside down.
The momentum is strong and powerful!
This palm was obviously exerted by Monk Ji Le's whole body, and it had the potential to destroy the cauldron and sink the boat.
Even Zhong Liqiu's face moved slightly at this time. The long sword in front of him split into two, two into four, and four into eight.
Eight sword rays form a body-protecting sword gang, connected end to end, flowing continuously.
At the same time, there was another pressure that was "heavier than Mount Tai".
But at this moment, Monk Ji Le had already mastered the "Sumi Mountain Palm" technique to its peak.
drink!
With a roar, the only remaining right arm roared out.
Everyone just felt that the strong wind was blowing in front of them.
The two masters fought hard with extraordinary power.
Boom~
There was a loud noise.
The strong wind in front of me finally subsided.
Everyone looked at it intently and couldn't help but be stunned.
There was only Zhong Liqiu standing there in front of him. Where was the figure of Monk Bliss opposite?
"Where are the people?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
"Is it possible that he ran away?"
Li Sao said weakly.
Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction where Monk Bliss disappeared just now. Unexpectedly, a gap appeared in the wall.
There is no doubt that his last palm of Mount Sumeru was just a bluff.
From the moment Zhong Liqiu appeared, Monk Bliss was thinking about how to escape.
While everyone was regretting it, Zhong Liqiu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, he can't run away."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew back.
Bang~
A puff of dust was kicked up.
When the dust settled, a figure was lying on the ground.
Phew~
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The figure raised his head slightly, who could it be if it wasn't Monk Bliss?
But at this time, Monk Bliss had a face as golden as paper, his spirit was listless, and he was lying on the ground dying.
He struggled and tried several times to get up again, but in the end it was in vain.
His right hand pointed in one direction and said tremblingly: "Luoying Divine Palm...!"
Luoying Divine Palm?
Ji Xuefu trembled all over and subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by Monk Bliss.
I saw a slender figure looming in the light dust.
Suddenly tears burst out of Ji Xuefu's eyes, and she knelt down towards the figure: "Master...Uncle!"
"Do you still know that you have me as your uncle?"
The sound is like orchids in an empty valley, making people yearn for it.
The next moment, everyone's eyes flashed, and the figure had disappeared. When everyone was shocked, there was a fairy in front of them.
She was dressed in a light blue feathered coat, with ribbons floating around, fluttering like a fairy.
"Get up."
As soon as she finished speaking, the ribbon wrapped around Ji Xuefu lifted her up again and pulled her to her side.
"Uncle Master."
Seeing Ji Xuefu's eyes dim with tears, the woman held her in her arms very distressedly: "Silly girl, this is your fate."
"My senior sister has always been worried about you. I happened to be flying to Luzhou, so she told me to go and see you."
"I didn't expect that when I just arrived, I heard that the bride was not you, so I felt that there must be something fishy."
"After tracing it all the way, I learned the true face of the Jin family."
"You just don't listen to your master and uncle."
"Remember, no man in the world is good!"
Li Chen, Li Sao, Li Ge: Is a monk considered a man?
Ji Xuefu's uncle is so beautiful.
She is so beautiful that all men would be ashamed of themselves.
Even if he is as determined as Li Chen, he can't help but feel in a trance when he sees the woman.
A name instantly appeared in everyone's mind.
The flower girl——Lan Xiangjun.
The junior sister of the current palace master of Jinxiuchuan is also Ji Xuefu's senior uncle.
She patted Ji Xuefu on the back, then walked up to Zhong Liqiu and saluted solemnly: "Xiangjun has met Senior Zhong Li, and wishes that Senior will succeed in his great career and leave his name on the Immortal List."
Zhong Liqiu nodded with a smile on his face: "No need to be polite, get up quickly."
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