Chu Li was startled, shook his head and looked at He Jin: "Senior He, forgive me for my helplessness, little monk."
He is now dressed in a gray monk's robe and has a handsome face, looking like a senior monk.
He Jin waved his hand and said: "Master, don't refuse in a hurry. This is not only He's request, but also the War God Hall and the Zhengqi Hall."
After saying that, he looked at Pan Huafeng and Meng Qingchuan.
Chu Li looked at the two old men.
Pan Huafeng stroked his beard and laughed twice: "I have admired the name of Master Dingru for a long time, but I didn't expect that he is so handsome and handsome. It is better to meet him when he is famous!"
Chu Lihe bowed, not paying attention to such greetings, and stared at him intently.
Pan Huafeng glanced at Meng Qingchuan, coughed slightly and said: "Xuanxi Zhenhaicheng and Zhengxi Zhenhaicheng are now in the hands of overseas visitors. This is a great threat to the entire world."
Chu Li lowered his head and said nothing.
Pan Huafeng sighed and said: "As an inland sect, we also have a big feud with the visitors from the sea. We cannot allow them to become powerful, so we would like to ask Master Dingru for help to get back to Zhenhai City first."
Meng Qingchuan nodded: "Exactly!"
He Jin hurriedly said: "We can't let Master's hard work go in vain."
As he spoke, he took out a purple lacquered wooden box from his arms and handed it to Chu Li, about the size of a palm.
Chu Li looked at him doubtfully.
He Jin said: "We found this in an ancient ruins and kept it hidden to see if it suits Master's wishes."
Chu Li opened the wooden box directly without being polite.
Suddenly, a round and square translucent glass bead appeared in front of his eyes.
Chu Li looked up at the three of them in surprise: "Relics?!"
"Master, you have great eyesight!" He Jin praised.
Chu Li looked solemn and placed the wooden box respectfully on the stone table. Heshi bowed solemnly, and then looked at He Jin and the others: "Senior He, two seniors, where did this relic come from?"
"Don't worry, Master Dingru, we definitely didn't steal it from your temple or other temples." He Jin said hurriedly.
Chu Li nodded slowly.
The aura on this relic is mellow but mixed with madness, the combination of extreme poison and extreme alcohol. It is definitely not the result of a well-known and authentic monk. It may be an evil monk, and his energy makes him wary.
"Master, is there anything wrong with this relic?" He Jin asked.
Chu Li frowned and said: "The Buddhist Dharma practiced by the owner of this relic is different from the righteous Dharma in the world."
"So, Master doesn't want this relic?" He Jin asked.
Chu Li showed a smile: "Although the young monk is curious about what kind of Buddhism the owner of the relic practices, he knows that there is a certain danger. You three should take back this relic, Amitabha!"
He Jin and the others stared at Chu Li closely, without blinking, trying to see through his true thoughts.
Chu Li looked at the three of them calmly and sighed: "If it were the relic of an authentic Buddhist sect, it would be of great help to the young monk, but this relic..."
He shook his head and said: "It's too dangerous."
"We got it at Chunyang Temple." He Jin said.
Chu Li was thoughtful: "Chunyang Temple..."
He vaguely heard the name, and then suddenly remembered that this Chunyang Temple was a lineage of Buddhism that existed millions of years ago, and later became extinct.
The Buddhism practiced in this temple is so extreme that it takes ten years to become a Buddha. If you don't become a Buddha, you will die.
Chunyang Temple has produced many eminent monks who have ascended to heaven, but then gradually declined. All the disciples died, and no one dared to practice Buddhism in this temple anymore. As a result, it was lost in the long river of history. I never expected to see Chunyang Temple.
The relics of eminent monks.
"Master, have you ever heard of Chunyang Temple?" He Jin asked with a smile.
Chu Li nodded slowly: "It turns out to be the relics of the eminent monk of Chunyang Temple, no wonder..."
"How?" He Jin smiled.
Chunyang Temple's Buddhism emphasizes one-time enlightenment, which requires the highest level of ability and ten years to become a Buddha. It is a great temptation for people with excellent understanding. Master Dingru in front of him is a genius among geniuses. He must not be able to resist it.
So tempting.
Chu Li sighed: "The young monk has little talent and little knowledge. It is impossible to become a Buddha in ten years, so I don't have such extravagant hopes."
"The master is a rare genius, so he may not be able to master it," He Jin said.
Chu Li laughed: "Senior He, could it be that he wants to harm me?"
He Jin waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's all. Since Master is not interested, I will put it away."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and closed the wooden box, moving slowly, as if giving Chu Li a chance to regret it.
Chu Li let him close the wooden box and put it in his arms, calmly, and said with a smile: "As for the War Temple and Zhengqi Hall wanting to take back Zhenhai City, I just want to ask, what should Wan Ziyang do?"
"Wan Ziyang is really in Zhenxi Zhenhaicheng?" He Jin asked with a frown.
Chu Li nodded slowly: "The young monk saw it with his own eyes, it can't be wrong."
He Jin looked at Pan Huafeng and Meng Qingchuan.
All three of them looked ugly.
One Wan Ziyang is worth thousands of troops and horses. If he can't deal with Wan Ziyang, how can he take back Zhenhai City?
They had been lucky before. Wan Ziyang's whereabouts were a mystery and he might not really be in the two cities. But after hearing what Chu Li said, their luck disappeared.
"I'll lure him away." Meng Qingchuan said solemnly.
Pan Huafeng shook his head while stroking his beard, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "The scourge of Wan Ziyang must be completely eliminated, otherwise all our inland sects will live under his shadow and be suppressed, and eventually the sea sect will be suppressed."
The door will suppress us inland, and by then it will be too late, and we will be powerless to resist."
"We all know this, but who can make such a determination?" Meng Qingchuan snorted.
He Jin said: "Wan Ziyang cannot be killed by a large number of people."
"Once you can't kill him, you will face endless revenge from him, which will be even more troublesome." Meng Qingchuan said: "The sect will definitely decline."
This is what everyone is concerned about. It is not difficult to sacrifice one life, but it will bring about the decline of the sect.
"Then kill with one strike." He Jin looked at Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head: "His cultivation is as high as the sea, and he is invincible to anyone."
Meng Qingchuan said solemnly: "As long as ten top masters die bravely, it will not be difficult to kill him!"
Chu Li said: "What if I still can't be killed?"
The three of them were silent for a moment.
He Jin sighed: "Are we going to let Wan Ziyang run rampant and suppress the world?"
Chu Li said: "Senior He, everyone has weaknesses. Wan Ziyang attaches great importance to the disciples of Xingyun Island. No matter how strong he is, he is only one person. It is impossible to protect all the disciples of Xingyun Island. He is also afraid of forcing the inland sects.
, I couldn’t deal with him but destroyed Xingyun Island, so I won’t act unscrupulously.”
"The same goes for us." He Jin said.
Chu Li remained silent.
He has already tried to use conspiracy to trap Wan Ziyang, but it has little effect. Instead, he has promoted people like Song Jing. With Song Jing, Wan Ziyang is no longer a single tree to support, but also has to overwhelm the mainland martial arts community.
beginning.
He didn't say much about this. He glanced at Pan Huafeng and said, "Senior Pan, your palace needs to be more careful."
"How do you say this?" Pan Huafeng asked.
He had heard of Chu Li's reputation, but what he heard was false and what he saw was true, so he was not convinced. However, he admired Chu Li for being able to resist the temptation of the relic, so he spoke calmly and looked at Chu Li gently.
Chu Li said: "There will be civil strife in your palace. We are right in front of you. It is best to remind the master of your palace."
"...Okay." Pan Huafeng nodded slowly.
No matter what Chu Li said was right or wrong, it was already a favor to be able to take the initiative to remind him.
Chu Lihe tithes: "Congratulations, senior, I'm sorry that I can't help you."