Chu Li stood there and looked at Cao Xian. He didn't want to kill him unless he had to.
He has entered Tianji Pavilion and Guanxing Pavilion, dealt with the Blood God Sect, and knows how powerful the eight major sects are. The Sword Moon Sect will never be too weak. Maybe there is some secret technique that can catch him.
Fortunately, he has Tianxin Jue and Star Stone to protect him, so others can't find him even if they deduce.
This Cao Xian has a vicious mind. Keeping him alive is really a disaster. I don’t know how many people he will harm in the future. Killing himself can be regarded as doing justice for heaven. At this time, his mind is clear and clear, and he feels that he has a deeper understanding of Tianxin Jue.
Under the suppression of the Star Stone, his Tianxin Jue progress was extremely slow, and he was always stuck on the ninth level, unable to go any further. Unexpectedly, killing Cao Xian made him improve the Tianxin Jue a little bit. It seems that if you want to improve the Tianxin Jue, you can't just do it blindly.
Refining the mind through seclusion is the shortcut, and the way to refine the mind is to do it with all your heart?
He pondered it carefully and shook his head helplessly.
When a person lives in this world, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot do what he wants. A master who is as powerful as a god is still bound by heaven's rules, not to mention that everyone else has infinite constraints.
He stood beside Cao Xian and pondered for a while, then smiled. It was imperative to go to Yinxian Mountain to learn the Dragon Control Technique. If you don't practice to become a god, you will never be free. You can't do whatever you want and there is no sense in living.
According to what Li Xinghe said, there is a chance only when the Tianxin Jue is perfected, otherwise there would be no chance of practicing the Yulong Jue in Yinxian Mountain.
He was unable to practice Tianxin Jue in Daji, and Prince An's Palace and Duke Guo's Palace tied him up so that he could not do whatever he wanted to do, but he could do whatever he wanted in the Guangming Holy Cult. This time was an excellent opportunity.
He returned to Prince An's Mansion and spoke with Xiao Qi for a few words, then disappeared in a flash and appeared at the helm of Luoqiu City.
In the following days, he had been practicing in the branch of Luoqiu City. There were only four disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult in the branch, who were inquiring about information, bringing him food and drinks, and passing on information about the Great Guangming Peak.
In the early morning, the air is fresh and pleasant.
He was practicing his sword in the martial arts training ground at the helm, when suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, and a slender and graceful figure appeared in the martial arts training ground, dressed in a goose-yellow shirt, graceful and graceful, looking at him with a smile.
Chu Li stopped his sword and looked over, smiling: "Miss Yue Ru!"
Yue Ru walked up to him, bringing a faint fragrance, pursed her lips, smiled and bowed: "How are you doing, Brother Zhao?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Busy and busy, nothing will be accomplished."
Yue Ru shook her head and smiled and said: "I have heard from Master about Brother Zhao's feats, and he is indeed worthy of Brother Zhao."
Chu Li stretched out his hand to signal, and the two came to the small pavilion next to them to talk.
A tall and burly disciple of the Guangming Holy Cult brought a tea cup into the small pavilion, put it down gently and then exited.
Yueru picked up the tea cup and took a sip, sighing: "Brother Zhao, are you waiting for the revenge of Zhuan Lun Temple and the others?"
Chu Li nodded: "I must come to take revenge. Miss Yueru, why are you here?"
"I have something to report to Master." Yueru smiled brightly and stared at him with bright eyes: "Brother Zhao, Zhuanlun Temple is very difficult to deal with. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, so be careful!"
Chu Li said with a smile: "I am about to learn the secret knowledge of Zhuan Lun Temple, Yueru, you'd better leave as soon as possible."
"Brother Zhao, will you return to Da Feng City?" Yueru asked.
Chu Li nodded and said: "I am also the helmsman of Gale City. I will go back after the things here are done."
"That's good." Yue Ru said with a smile, "Then just wait for Brother Zhao to come back."
Chu Li said: "There are no changes in Dafeng City, right?"
"It's calm over there." The moon is like a chin.
"Haha..." A burst of hearty laughter suddenly sounded, and then the red monk's robe fluttered, and the Supreme Monk fell gracefully from the wall, like a feather floating in the breeze to the small pavilion.
Chu Li frowned and stared at the Supreme Monk. He had a majestic aura, and he seemed to be a different person from before, and his skill had doubled.
Zhishan Zhanzhan, the supreme monk, cast his eyes on Yueru, as if he wanted to see through her.
Yue Ru frowned and looked at him, then turned to look at Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Don't pay attention to him, the monk of Zhuanlun Temple!"
"You are so young." Yue Ru nodded lightly and said, "You are indeed worthy of being called Zhuan Lun Temple!"
"What is the relationship between this female benefactor and King Zhao?" The Supreme Master said with a smile: "It must be very uncomfortable to see such an ugly guy, right?"
Yueru frowned and glared at him: "Monk, shouldn't monks be free from color?"
"Haha..., the young monk hasn't cultivated to that level yet." The Supreme Monk shook his head and smiled: "Such an ugly guy will be destroyed soon. Girl, you'd better stay away from him."
"Shallow." Yue Ru shook her head.
Chu Li said: "Sir, the most benevolent monk, it seems that you have had an unexpected encounter. Not only have you recovered your martial arts skills, but you have also made great progress because of a blessing in disguise."
"Everything is thanks to you, Fa Wang Zhao!" The Supreme Monk lowered his face and said slowly: "If it weren't for Fa Wang Zhao who disabled the monk's martial arts, how could he have understood the wonderful truth of the unity of void and fullness, and reached a higher level?
Floors!"
"It turns out to be the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra." Chu Li nodded and said, "Congratulations to the monk!"
"I am very grateful to Fa Wang Zhao." The Supreme Monk chuckled lightly and looked at Yueru: "I am sure there will be retribution for this little monk!"
He saw that Chu Li wanted to take action, so he flew into the air, passed over the wall and disappeared. He seemed calm and elegant, but his speed was extremely fast.
Chu Li stopped just as he was about to catch up. He frowned and saw two other old monks floating towards him.
Yue Ru frowned and looked at the back of the Supreme Monk, then turned to look at Chu Li: "What is he doing? Is he demonstrating?"
Chu Li nodded.
He couldn't see through the mind of the Supreme Master, but he could guess it.
Monk Zhishan is not a magnanimous person, and he will never be grateful to him for abolishing his martial arts for a blessing in disguise. Instead, he acts in extreme ways. He wants to deal with himself to the end and retaliate at all costs, not to fight against himself.
Yue Ru said: "It's inexplicable."
"Yue Ru, you have to be careful." Chu Li muttered: "The Supreme Monk will deal with you."
Yueru said with a smile: "He wants to pick a weakling and see if I can be bullied?"
Chu Li nodded slowly: "You must be careful, he acts cunningly, is not bound by the world, and is unscrupulous."
Yue Ru said: "That's good, I want to learn the unique skills of Zhuan Lun Temple."
Chu Li took out a jade talisman from his arms and handed it over: "Take this, there is a real danger of crushing it, I will rush over immediately."
"...Thank you, Brother Zhao." Yueru hesitated and took it.
Chu Li turned his head and said: "Two monks, since we are here, why do you need to hide?"
"Namo Amitabha——" Two monks in red robes fluttered down and pronounced the Buddha's name together with the tithe: "King Zhao, I'm offended!"
Chu Li recognized that one of them was the Yuanwu monk from last time. He had a snow-white beard and eyebrows. The other was a fat monk with a square head and big ears. He was fair and fat, with a red face. He looked like Maitreya Buddha with a smile.
Chu Li frowned and said, "You want to come and kill me?"
"Exactly." Monk Yuanwu Heshi said: "We obey the order of the host and come to help King Zhao pass away."