Monk Dingding said: "How dare people from Qianyang Island use this? Hey, they really don't take our Daci'en Temple seriously!"
Chu Li said: "They have obtained such a powerful treasure, is it possible that they will return it?"
"If they come back, our Da Ci'en Temple will definitely be richly rewarded." Monk Dingding sneered: "The relationship between Qianyang Island and us, if we really want to return them, it will be really difficult for us."
Chu Li said: "Brother, there is no need to be angry. The person who brought this relic as a gift has been killed by me, and several of their senior brothers also died under a relic."
"Have you used it?" The qualitative monk frowned.
Chu Li nodded and said: "I didn't know what it was at the time. It's a pity, but when your life is at stake, you can't care so much."
"How did you confront them?" Da Da was puzzled.
Chu Li then talked about the grievances and the story of the incident.
He shook his head decisively: "You actually killed Song Jing, and she came back to life. The hatred between you is getting stronger and stronger and cannot be resolved."
Chu Li said: "You and I live together, how can we resolve this situation?"
Although Song Jing was beautiful, no matter how beautiful she was, if she wanted to take her own life, and she would not hesitate to show mercy, he would not be able to tolerate it, and could only kill her with murder.
Monk Dingding said: "I once heard the abbot say that Song Jing, a girl with long blessings and profound virtues, would be unlucky to kill, so no killers have been killed in the temple."
Chu Li raised his eyebrows: "If we don't kill him, it will be Master, Senior Brother and the others who will die!"
The determined monk shook his head and said: "Each has its own cause and effect. You should think about how to deal with the people of Qianyang Island. You might as well join forces with Miss Song."
His impression of Song Jing was not that bad.
First of all, Song Jing is extremely beautiful. Secondly, when dealing with the disciples of Daci'en Temple, she only used her martial arts skills without hurting anyone, let alone killing anyone. She only dealt with Hui Guang's lineage.
He felt that it was not impossible to resolve the grudges. After all, Song Jing's brother was too violent and committed suicide. Even if it was not Da Ci'en Temple, someone else would kill him.
Song Jing is reasonable and should be able to think clearly.
Chu Li sighed: "Senior brother, you... are too naive!"
Although the qualitative monk is smart and is responsible for intelligence, so he is well-informed and has a deep understanding of the darkness of human nature, but he has not experienced the world and is still simple.
He had personally seen how ruthless Song Jing was. Not killing the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple was not a sign of kindness, but he was worried about angering Da Ci'en Temple and sent out the top old monks.
Monk Dingding said angrily: "There is nothing wrong with turning conflicts into friendship."
Chu Li said: "If it were someone else, it would still be possible, but Song Jing, it would be impossible!"
"If we cooperate more often, the grudges will naturally be eliminated." Monk Zhengding said, "This time is a good opportunity. If we get along more, the grudges will naturally be dissolved."
Chu Li shook his head, not wanting to repay this hope at all. It is impossible to resolve such a blood feud. There are not so many good things in the world that can turn conflicts into friendship.
"Alas..." The determined monk was quite disappointed: "It seems that it is impossible to cooperate to defend against the enemy."
Chu Li said: "We have no choice but to join forces. We will have to fight for life or death next time we meet."
"It's a pity." The qualitative monk shook his head.
Chu Li laughed and found it interesting.
The qualitative monk still has a sense of romance in his heart. He actually fantasized about such a beautiful thing. It was really a daydream.
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Song Jing suddenly appeared in a simple and elegant nunnery.
The nunnery is located in a valley, surrounded by flowers and warm as spring. When a gust of wind blows, the flowers sway with the wind, exuding bursts of floral fragrance.
Song Jing was sitting quietly in the small courtyard where she appeared.
She was dressed in pure pure clothing, with a worried look on her crystal-clear and warm face. She quietly looked at a few green bamboos in the corner. The green bamboos rustled, making the small courtyard look particularly quiet.
As soon as Song Jing appeared, she turned her head sharply, and when she saw it was her, she immediately called out happily: "Junior Sister!"
Song Jing smiled: "Senior sister, are your injuries healed?"
"How are you?" Jingxian looked her up and down and sighed, "I'm really afraid you'll be killed again!"
"It's not that easy!" Song Jing snorted and sneered, "I almost took his life!"
Jingxian showed excitement: "Really? Tell me quickly!"
She deeply understands Chu Li's difficulty and has no confidence in Song Jing.
Although Song Jing had stronger martial arts skills and was a capable person as the deputy island master, she was as childish as a child in front of Monk Na Dingru, and it was too easy to suffer losses.
When Song Jing said that she almost killed Chu Li, she was surprised and even more curious.
Song Jing then explained what happened in detail, asking Jingxian to help analyze it, without hiding anything.
Although Jingxian has a cold temperament and is rarely born in the world, he has a deep understanding of the world and unique insights.
After listening to Song Jing's words, Jingxian pursed her lips and smiled: "In that case, you didn't suffer, and you almost killed him."
"It's a pity that we are only one step away." Song Jing shook her head.
Jingxian said: "You two are equally matched, and it is indeed better to work together. Junior sister, have you never thought about resolving this hatred?"
"Impossible!" Song Jing said solemnly: "Big Brother's revenge must be avenged!"
"Alas..." Jingxian shook his head gently and said, "You also know your elder brother's situation. He is bound to die. We may even take action. We are just worried about you, so we have been enduring it."
"Brother's revenge must be avenged." Song Jing said softly.
Although her voice was soft, her tone was firm.
Seeing such a situation, Jingxian knew that it would be useless to try to persuade him: "But in the final analysis, your eldest brother's hatred has nothing to do with him, it just has to do with his master. At that time, he had not yet become a disciple of Monk Huiguang."
"Who told him to be monk Hui Guang's disciple?" Song Jing snorted.
Jingxian pursed her lips and smiled: "Well, even if he doesn't open his eyes, just jump into the fire pit by yourself, but you have to be careful, you may not be able to deal with him, but you will be killed by him."
She felt chills all over when she thought about the circumstances of Song Jing's death.
The next time he is killed by Monk Dingru, he will not be able to be resurrected.
Song Jing said: "Senior sister, I came here to ask for help. I want to find a treasure that can restrain the God-Destroying Arrow and the God-Binding Disk. Master, do you have any here?"
"Treasure..." Jingxian thought for a while and nodded slowly: "Yes, there is, but I can only take one."
"No problem!" Song Jing smiled.
Song Jing said: "It's a pity that the treasure of Qianyang Island was determined to be like a smelly monk!"
"I know that treasure." Jingxian frowned, her jade face became serious: "It should be the demon relic!"
Song Jing looked curious.
Jingxian then told the origin of the demon relics, and finally said in a deep voice: "Everyone in our Buddhist sect can get these demon sect figures and kill them. It's a pity that you couldn't get them, otherwise you can find the demon sect masters and take the opportunity to eradicate them!"
"Does Daci'en Temple have such means?" Song Jing asked.
Jingxian shook his head gently: "It is unique to our Tianyue Temple and must be combined with the Xuan Kong Mirror."
"That's easy. I'll go get it back from Monk Dingru." Song Jing said.
Jingxian smiled: "Will he agree?"
"Then grab it!" Song Jing snorted.
After hearing the origin of the demon relics, she immediately felt deep hatred for the people of the demon sect.
"Okay." Jingxian nodded softly: "There are also Qianyang Island, be careful, they also have powerful people."
Song Jing waved her jade hands and disappeared in a flash.