Although he had a startling glance, he was already able to conclude that the person who took action was the master of the Demon Sect, the woman who had always seen the beginning but not the end of the dragon.
He has always been extremely afraid of this woman. He feels that her shadow is behind everything, including his lifespan being greatly reduced and his early death, so he has always been wary of her.
The last time he didn't take Tianhua Zhu, it was because of this. He was not afraid that the woman would kill him now, but he was worried that she would do something to prevent his resurrection, which would be the most troublesome.
He vaguely felt that Tianhua Pearl had this effect, so it was better to stay away from it.
But this time, he had already increased his vigilance to prevent her from suddenly appearing or letting others come out to disturb him. He was afraid that Xuankong City might have her hidden tricks, so he agreed to Song Jing's suggestion to come out.
This is a place that no one else could have predicted. Unfortunately, despite all the precautions, we still could not prevent this.
"Cough cough cough cough..." Song Jing coughed violently, the corners of her delicate white lips were stained red by blood, and her snow-white shirt was already dyed red in large areas, which looked particularly dazzling and frightening.
Chu Li endured the pain and weakness, got up with difficulty, and came to Song Jing's side.
Song Jing opened her bright eyes, which were dim and dull, and looked at Chu Li blankly: "Is it her?"
She was as smart as ice and snow, and from now on she appeared suddenly without being noticed by the two people. Her cultivation was so profound that one palm could kill her, so she knew that this person's cultivation was rare in the world, and he was probably the master of the Demon Sect.
Chu Li nodded slowly and said: "It's her!"
"It seems that the Life Stone can really save your life." Song Jing smiled with difficulty: "And she is determined to kill you!"
Chu Li pressed her wrist, looked at it in the large round Xuankong Mirror, and sensed a breath coming in, frowning and said: "She really wants to kill you."
Song Jing hummed: "I was hurt by you, and she was worried that I could save you."
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
"We are going to die together." Song Jing shook her head and smiled: "I never thought I would die together with you!"
Chu Li said: "You can't die, I have to take a step in advance."
Song Jing frowned and looked at him in confusion.
Chu Li said: "What I feel most sorry for is Madam. She is still in retreat at Yanxia Peak. She didn't know that I would die. She didn't tell her about this in advance."
"Xiao Qi?" Song Jing snorted and said coldly.
Chu Li nodded slowly: "Madam, she is very smart. She may be disturbed and leave the seclusion early, which will delay her cultivation."
"You are infatuated!" Song Jing said coldly: "At this time, you are still thinking about Madam."
Chu Li said: "I owe Madam her sincerity."
Deep down in his heart, he had always felt guilty about Xiao Qi. As a young lady from the Duke's Palace, she was born in a noble and honorable family. She fell in love with him who was penniless, but she could not be treated wholeheartedly by him and she still had other women in her heart.
Song Jing said lightly: "If you think like this, you are treating my wife well... Monk, you are too passionate. Don't worry, I'm not passionate about you!"
Chu Li smiled and said, "After I die, I would like to ask you to help me return the relics to Da Ci'en Temple."
He didn't want to get involved in his children's personal relationship anymore, so he cut off her thoughts in advance, just in case. This would be beneficial to both himself and others.
Song Jing frowned: "I'm going to die too. I'm sorry I can't help."
Chu Li shook his head and smiled: "You won't die!"
As he spoke, he slapped his palms several times, as fast as lightning. Song Jing was restrained before she could react and was unable to move.
She frowned and stared at Chu Li: "What are you going to do?"
Chu Li said with a smile: "I know a secret skill and can save you, but it's a pity that my remaining life span has to be used for it. Even if it is a reward for your help, after sending my relics back to Daci'en Temple,
Go back to Xuankong City immediately, practice well, and stop thinking about dealing with the Demon Sect!"
"I can't afford it!" Song Jing snorted, "My salary is not that expensive!"
Chu Li smiled and shook his head, then slapped her again, sealing the mute point.
Song Jingming opened her eyes slightly and stared at him bitterly.
Chu Li smiled at her, closed his eyes, and slowly practiced his exercises. The Buddha in his mind turned into Ksitigarbha Chakravartin.
The Ksitigarbha wheel can reverse life and death. Song Jing was so injured that only the Ksitigarbha wheel could reverse her life and death, but at the cost of her own spiritual strength and longevity.
Although he does not consume much lifespan, under his current situation, all his lifespans will be consumed.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Chu Li suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like two whirlpools, one rotating from the inside out, the other from the outside in, going smoothly and in reverse, which looked a bit weird.
"Amitabha!" Chu Li announced the Buddha's name and pressed his palms on Song Jing's chest.
"Boom!" A bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky without any warning.
In the lightning, Song Jing's whole body burst with light, flickering on and off.
When the light disappeared, Song Jing opened her eyes, her face was as radiant as a new life, all her injuries were wiped away, her Qi was lively and agile, and she had a faint feeling that she had advanced to a higher level, which was better than ever before.
She stared at Chu Li in front of her.
Chu Li was already sitting motionless on the ice, cross-legged, with his palms clasped together and his treasures solemn, as if he was in concentration.
Song Jing's red lips moved but she could not speak. She knew that Chu Li had passed away and was lifeless.
She stared at Chu Li, not knowing what to say. Thousands of thoughts were mixed together. Scenes from the past flashed through her mind. She was so angry that she wanted to kill him, but now she felt warm and wonderful when she recalled it.
All kinds of feelings are entangled, and the surge in my heart is like an angry wave, which cannot be stopped or calmed down.
"Alas..." She sighed quietly.
"Bang!" Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and Chu Li's whole body shone brightly, like the sun falling into the sky, with dazzling light.
Then the light turned into a flame and burned fiercely. He seemed to be transformed into a scorching flame, illuminating her beautiful face.
Song Jing had the urge to rush forward and put out the flames, not wanting Chu Li to disappear.
A trace of reason restrained her, and she could only watch Chu Li turn into flames and burn blazingly.
The strange thing is that the flames are clearly blazing, but there is no temperature. It seems to be just an illusion. The ice under him shows no sign of melting, and is still hard, clear, and unchanged.
After a while, the flame disappeared, and a flawless, round and transparent bead appeared on the ground, as if it were carved from solid ice.
Song Jing stepped forward and gently picked up the relic. The emotions that had been raging like an angry wave became more and more complicated. Her eyes were sore, and mist was already rising in her eyes. She tried hard not to form tears.
She placed the relic in her palms and held it with both hands. She seemed to feel a sense of warmth coming from the relic. Light and warmth enveloped her. She vaguely seemed to see Chu Li standing in front of her and smiling.
"Dingru!" She sighed and carefully took it into her arms, pressing it against her chest, feeling the warmth and light.
At this time, the bells of Daci'en Temple were ringing and shaking in all directions.
All the disciples who were doing morning classes, those who were practicing in the courtyard, and those who were talking and laughing stopped abruptly and looked up at the void above Daci'en Temple. One after another the sound of bells came from the void.
"Amitabha!" The shadows of nine old monks flashed in the sky. They faced Chu Li's direction, bowed together, and chanted the Buddha's name. The Buddha's name spread throughout the sky, lingering for a long time, and seemed to reach infinity.
All the disciples of Daci'en Temple came to the Main Hall one after another and stood outside the hall chanting Buddhist sutras. The sound of Buddha's voice soared into the sky.