Lu Songren shook his head and said: "Junior brother, we cannot rush this matter, we must plan it carefully!"
"Brother, what can we plan?" Hu Tiexia said impatiently: "Are we going to let Haodong die with his eyes open like this? Let's take action immediately!"
"That's right, senior brother, you have to be quick with your troops. Take advantage of the Blood God Religion before they are ready!" Song Jin snorted: "And the Blood God Religion now is different from the Blood God Religion in the past!"
The current strength of the Blood God Sect has been greatly damaged. First, the two sects united by the Guanxing Pavilion made a big fuss and lost their vitality. Then they were severely injured by Chu Li and even killed Wei Wuwei. The Sword Moon Sect took the opportunity to hit them hard.
Although the Blood God Sect is a skinny camel bigger than a horse, it can no longer pose a threat to the other seven sects. Only the leader Huang Tianhe is still a threat. As long as there are enough masters entangled with him, the other masters must be eliminated first. The Blood God
Teaching is useless.
Although the Blood God Sect is guarded by the God Pill and will not be destroyed, its vitality has been severely damaged and it no longer poses a threat. As long as it is suppressed from time to time, it will be almost impossible to turn around in a thousand years. Presumably the other sects will not miss this opportunity.
Although the master is great, there are only so many spiritual herbs. If others get more, you will get one less. The number of top disciples is limited. If others get more, you will get less. This is the eight major sects.
The root of endless internal strife.
Lu Songren shook his head and said: "The Blood God Sect is not as easy to deal with as you think. Only some ordinary masters died, and the real top ones are all there. Once we take action, we are afraid that our vitality will be damaged. Once someone else hurts us, we will regret it too late!
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"Senior brother, shouldn't Haodong's revenge be avenged?" Hu Tiexia shouted loudly.
Lu Songren sighed: "His chief Qiu Chu has already helped to avenge him. Bao Fang is already dead. Is it possible that he has to destroy the Blood God Cult to take revenge? Although Haodong is a genius, he is not that valuable and cannot use other disciples.
He took his own life to avenge him!"
"Senior brother, you are so cruel!" Hu Tiexia snorted, "Thankfully Haodong usually respects you like a god!"
Lu Songren shook his head and said, "You can't be emotional about this matter!"
Chu Lidao: "What the temple master said makes sense. The Blood God Sect is indeed difficult to deal with. I killed one Bao Fang, and it is said that there are nine Supreme Elders, who are no less than Bao Fang. They are really difficult to deal with!"
"Isn't Bao Fang difficult to kill?" Lu Songren said solemnly: "He was a top expert two hundred years ago. Although not the top, he is about the same status as Haodong today. He is among the wizards. He must have practiced for another two hundred years.
Even scarier."
Chu Li smiled: "It's okay, you caught both of my palms."
"Two palms?" Hu Tiexia asked hurriedly.
Chu Li smiled and nodded: "I couldn't kill him with one palm, which is indeed impressive."
"Good boy, you have such a loud tone, you can kill with one palm!?" Hu Tiexia said loudly: "Don't brag!"
Chu Li smiled: "If Guanzhu Hu doesn't believe it, let's give it a try?"
Hu Tiexia floated away from the Grand Master's chair and stood in the center of the hall: "Come on, I want to learn your skills to see if you are lying. Kill Bao Fang with two palms. How dare you brag!"
Chu Li appeared in front of him in a flash and slapped him with a palm.
A mellow inner energy flows out from the navel chakra, penetrates into the palm and strikes out.
"Bang!" Hu Tiexia flew backwards like a stone thrown by a catapult, hitting the vermilion pillars in the hall. The beams in the hall were shaken, and dust floated down.
With blood on the corner of his mouth, Hu Tiexia slowly slid down the vermilion pillar and looked at Chu Li with a wry smile.
Chu Li looked embarrassed: "Senior Hu, is it okay? I have already withdrawn half of my palm power."
"Good palm skills!" Hu Tiexia said with a wry smile.
As he spoke, blood gushed out of his mouth again. His internal organs had been injured, and the palm force was still wreaking havoc on his internal organs.
Song Jin hurriedly stepped forward and touched his wrist. He pressed his palms on his vest and used his internal energy to help. The two people's minds were of the same origin and their internal energy was similar. After entering the body, they helped him perform exercises to heal his injuries at an extremely fast speed.
Chu Li's palm force wasn't too strong, and with just a hint of mellow internal strength, it was naturally not powerful enough to kill him, but it was enough to severely injure him.
Soon, purple gas emerged from the tops of their heads, covering their faces like mist.
After a while, the purple energy dissipated. Song Jin took back his palm and looked at Chu Li in surprise: "No wonder he can kill Bao Fang!"
He felt a trace of palm power from Hu Tiexia, which was as strong as the substance. The internal force could hardly be resolved. It was only through the combined force of the two of them that he could expel a trace of palm power from the body, otherwise it would continue to severely damage the body.
Such a powerful palm force is extremely terrifying, and you can't stop it with a full palm strike.
Chu Li clasped his fists and said, "I don't know the severity of my actions. I hope you will forgive me, senior!"
Hu Tiexia waved his hand: "I'm not that stingy. No wonder you can kill Wei Wuwei. It's not difficult to kill Wei Wuwei with such cultivation. Do you really help us deal with the Blood God Cult?"
Chu Li nodded: "Senior must also know that I and the Blood God Sect are at odds with each other. We must deal with them, and your sect will also take action. How can we not help? Even if your sect doesn't take action, I will do it!"
"Okay, this is how heroic you are!" Hu Tiexia praised loudly and looked sideways at Lu Songren.
Lu Songren remained unmoved, frowning and saying nothing.
"Senior brother!" Song Jin also said dissatisfied: "Don't think so much, just do it!"
Lu Songren said: "It's easy to do it, but after doing it, how many disciples will die because of it. As a temple master, I can't just think about Haotian. He is already dead. No matter how much I take revenge, I can't survive."
"Senior brother, what you are doing is too ruthless." Song Jin shook his head and sighed: "The disciples will be heartbroken."
Lu Songren said in a deep voice: "You two help General Manager Chu settle down and do your best as landlords!"
"Okay." Hu Tiexia hummed, "Let's go!"
The two led Chu Li out of the hall. More than thirty yellow-shirted disciples were already standing under the steps, looking eagerly at Song Jin and Hu Tiexia.
"Okay, okay, let's all disperse. Go and do whatever you need to do!" Hu Tiexia waved his hand impatiently, trying to disperse everyone.
"Uncle Hu!" Zheng Ze said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhou is really dead?"
"Well," Hu Tiexia snorted: "You have to be more upbeat and don't embarrass our Wuji Temple. Without Haodong, we can't be underestimated!"
"Yes." Everyone nodded hurriedly.
Song Jin said: "Don't think about revenge, this matter will be decided by the Grand Temple Master!"
Everyone suppressed their anger, clasped their fists and left.
The two brought Chu Li to an elegant courtyard and sat down in the pavilion with gloomy expressions.
Chu Li sat opposite the two of them: "Are you two seniors unwilling to give in?"
"Haodong died so unjustly!" Hu Tiexia slapped the stone table angrily: "The Blood God Cult deserves to die!"
Chu Li advised: "Two seniors, I feel that the master of the Grand Monastery did the right thing, don't be impulsive!"
"Are we just going to endure this tone?" Hu Tiexia snorted: "I can't bear it. They are all one of the eight major sects. Why is the Blood God Religion so arrogant? It's not what it used to be!"
Song Jin remained calm and silent.
Chu Li said: "The Blood God Sect has gone crazy now. If they catch and bite whomever, they and the Jianyue Sect will definitely fight to the death. The best thing for Wuji Temple is to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. It won't be too late to take action when they are weaker.
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Song Jin raised his head and looked at him with a half-smile: "Chu Li, don't you want us to do it?"
Chu Li sighed: "Brother Zhou is kind to us. If not, I would like you to relieve me of the pressure. But you are Brother Zhou's elders and fellow disciples. How can I put you in danger?"
"That's all." Song Jin sighed: "Just bear with this tone!"