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Chapter 1557 Falsehood

Monk Lunming's heart tightened and he felt slightly chilly.

Having seen the sword strike just now, as a god, he has keen senses. To outsiders, the hesitant and cumbersome sword strike seemed ordinary to others, but in his perception, it destroyed the world and locked the void around him, making it inevitable to avoid it.

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He knew that he would never be able to avoid it. He was not Tang Xu. Once he faced Chu Li's sword, he would probably be killed. Even if he was a god, he could only ascend to heaven if his head was cut off.

"Almsgiver Chu!" Monk Lunming said hurriedly: "I didn't expect that Almsgiver Chu would be fine, so congratulations!"

Chu Li looked at him with a smile: "Why did the monk say such things against his will? You must be disappointed that I'm not dead, right?"

"Alas..." Monk Lunming shook his head and said, "I don't want to kill the donor."

Chu Li laughed a few times, shook his head and said: "Monk, among all the people I have seen, you are the first in terms of hypocrisy. You look kind and kind-hearted, but your mind is gloomy and vicious, cunning and hypocritical. You are really suitable for cultivation."

Hidden Chakravartin Sutra!”

There is absolutely no doubt that practicing the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra can change one's mind. As his understanding of the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra deepens, he understands more and more that the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra sees through life and death, so he has no scruples, and is somewhat like a Vajra Temple.

the breath.

But Kongang Temple has always been arrogant, looking down on all living beings from a high position, and experiencing the world of mortals is to understand the heart and nature, to know the evil of human nature, to talk about poverty, detachment and liberation, and not to be stuck in things.

Zhuanlun Temple does not have such a vision, so it is inevitable that it will fall into the ghost realm of the human heart, and its mind will be dark and changeable.

"Donor Chu, I am ashamed of what I said." Monk Lun Ming shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect Donor Tang to be unable to do anything to Donor Chu. When the news spread, the world was really shocked and broke everyone's understanding."

Chu Li smiled: "I don't need your help to spread the word, monk. Besides, I'm just taking advantage of others' danger. If Tang Xu is not injured, I can't beat him!"

"Almsgiver Chu is truly a sincere gentleman!" Monk Lunming said with a smile, "Exceptionally magnanimous!"

Chu Li reached out and pulled out the long sword from Sun Mingyue's waist: "I can't beat Tang Xu, but I can deal with you, monk, no problem!"

Sun Mingyue's Great Light Sword is astonishingly powerful and is a killer weapon, but it is almost never used. The Great Light Divine Fist can often solve problems, and the Great Light Sword is useless if it cannot be solved.

She glanced sideways at Chu Li but did not take back her sword.

"Buzz..." Chu Li shook the sword slightly and looked at Monk Lun Ming: "Does the monk want to live or die?"

"What if you want to die? What if you want to live?" Monk Lunming said with tithes: "I practice the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra and have a very indifferent view of life and death. Donor Chu should know that."

Chu Li smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't take the opportunity to threaten or blackmail you. I just want to verify something."

"Alchemy Master Chu, come and listen." Monk Lunming said.

Chu Li said: "How many floors does the Wheel Tower have?"

"Nine levels." Monk Lunming said.

Chu Li frowned and said, "Why can't I go up to the next floor?"

"My cultivation is not enough." Monk Lunming said.

Chu Li shook his head: "Then why can't I see anyone else in the building?"

"The Heritage Tower is open once a month." Monk Lun Ming said: "When Patron Chu went in, it was not during opening hours."

"Then you are in the tower, right?" Chu Li said.

"yes."

"What level have you reached in practice?"

"...Eighth floor." Monk Lunming said.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him carefully, as if to see through the truth of what he said: "As a god, you have only reached the eighth level?"

Monk Lunming looked solemn and solemn: "The Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra is the supreme sutra that contains the principles of heaven and earth. Even as a god, he cannot reach the ninth level. The eighth level is already the limit.

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"The Chakravartin Tower is your god field, right?" Chu Li frowned and said, "The souls of the masters of the Heaven and Earth who died in the temple will enter the tower to be immortal. Can they be reincarnated and reborn if they continue to practice?"

Monk Lun Ming shook his head and smiled: "The Wheel Tower is not the God's Field. There is another place in the God's Field. I will never tell others about it. Even if you kill me, Master Chu, it will be useless."

Chu Li shook his head thoughtfully: "Where did the soul in the Wheel Tower come from?"

Monk Lunming narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "That is not a soul, it is just an evil spirit, an evil spirit that cannot be transcended."

Chu Li smiled and said, "It seems that your Zhuanlun Temple has another magical power. It has some secrets."

"Namo Amitabha..." Monk Lunming's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "Our temple will send people to various parts of the world to accumulate merit and virtue, and to liberate evil spirits everywhere. If the spirits are truly untranscending, they will bring them back to the Wheel-turning Pagoda.

Using the wheel-turning tower to help them reincarnate is so good!"

Chu Li was thoughtful.

He understood that Zhuanlun Pagoda used souls to strengthen the cultivation of Zhuanlun Temple disciples.

He can use the God Gathering Talisman to absorb soul power. This is due to the Ku Rong Sutra and many peerless techniques he has practiced, so he can absorb it. However, for ordinary people, even with the God Gathering Talisman, he cannot bear it.

When the disciples of Zhuanlun Temple meditate on the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra, once they understand something, they will have the opportunity to absorb the power of the soul, strengthen their spirit, and become stronger and stronger. This is the secret of Zhuanlun Temple.

If these souls were disciples of the Wheel-turning Temple, he would find it too scary, but if they were evil spirits from all over the world, it would not be unacceptable. It seems that the Wheel-turning Pagoda is indeed a treasure, and it is a top-notch treasure.

Chu Li coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Then there is one last question, which is what kind of martial arts did you plot against us?"

"It's the power of the Great Wheel Finger." Monk Lun Ming said: "Twenty masters from the outer world are condensed into one finger, and the power is amazing."

"The finger power that can directly destroy the soul?" Chu Li said lightly.

Monk Lun Ming said slowly: "That's true."

"Where did they send this finger?" Chu Li said.

Monk Lunming hesitated for a moment and said calmly: "Inside the Wheel Tower."

"Seventh floor?" Chu Li said.

Monk Lun Ming nodded: "Actually, the conditions for using the Big Wheel Finger Power are extremely demanding. It is difficult to use it once and the cost is too high."

Chu Li sighed and said: "What a big wheel finger. Okay, let's make a gesture. In response to what you said to the monk, I don't use my own sword, I use this sword."

Without waiting for Monk Lun Ming to speak, he took Sun Mingyue and stabbed him with his sword. A brilliant light enveloped Monk Lun Ming.

Monk Lunming sighed, and the sun and moon appeared in his sleeves.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The clear sound could be heard continuously, and the tip of the sword pierced the two wheels. Monk Lunming's face was solemn, and he kept retreating.

The breath of the Supreme Vajra Sutra was transformed into a sword with strange and difficult strength after the three movements of killing the sky. Monk Lunming felt uncomfortable in his body after taking more than a dozen swords. The sword strength was so pure that it could not be eliminated.

If this continues, it won't take more than a hundred moves, and I will have to surrender.

"Tsk!" He was suddenly hit by a sword on his shoulder and disappeared without a trace the next moment.

Chu Li snorted and turned to look at Chen Zhenji: "Your Majesty, you should take care of yourself!"

Chen Zhenji looked gloomy and hummed: "Don't worry about me!"

Chu Li said: "If Daqiu and Dali continue to fight, both sides will suffer losses!"

Sun Mingyue said calmly: "Your Majesty, do you want to cease the war?"


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