The old monk slowly appeared in front of Xiao Qi, his glass-like body emitting light.
He raised his right hand leisurely, calmly and gracefully, flicked his index finger, and a smile appeared on his solemn and sacred face.
Xiao Qi was stretching when she saw the old monk appeared and her bright eyes widened.
Just as she opened her mouth to speak, the old monk flicked his fingers, and her heart instantly shattered.
Everything stopped suddenly, the world stopped in her eyes, her bright eyes slowly closed, and her body fell to the ground, silent and dead.
All these movements seemed slow, but they were so fast that Chu Li couldn't react in time.
The old monk smiled at Chu Li again and flicked his index finger.
A strange force appeared out of thin air in Chu Li's heart, which was about to be blown into pieces. The demonic energy that had been lying in his heart suddenly condensed, and like a beast, it pounced out and swallowed up this power in one bite.
Seeing him kill Xiao Shi with one finger, Chu Li was so angry that he wanted to step forward and chop off his smiling head with a knife, cutting him into pieces.
Crazy with anger, he became calmer and calmer. With a turn of the Wither and Rong Sutra, he instantly transformed from prosperity to withering. His spiritual energy was gone, and his body fell straight down like a dead tree.
"Amitabha——!" The old monk stood in front of Chu Li and shouted the Buddha's name.
The Buddha's name is peaceful and tranquil, slowly spreading out in the sky.
Everyone in the entire Happy Race City heard this Buddha's name. When the Buddha's name came to their ears, their mood suddenly became peaceful and their impetuous spirit disappeared.
The two gangs who were fighting outside Paoma City suddenly stopped, and the anger in their hearts disappeared inexplicably. Suddenly, they felt that what they were doing was ridiculous.
Without thinking much, they turned around and left.
"Amitabha..." the old monk pronounced the Buddha's name again.
When the Buddha's name came to their ears, everyone felt peaceful and peaceful, and the appearance of the old monk appeared in their minds.
Gu Yue was gazing on the tree when she suddenly saw a ray of light rising into the sky. Then she heard the Buddha's name and shouted in surprise: "Kukai!"
He appeared in front of the old monk like a wisp of smoke. Seeing that his body was like glass, with a solemn appearance, and a halo of light behind his head, he widened his eyes and shouted out loud: "Master Kukai?"
The old monk turned around, titheed, and said in a calm and serene voice: "Ancient donor, I have finished my secular affairs and will return to the temple to practice in seclusion."
"They...?" Gu Yue looked at the two people on the ground.
Kukai showed a look of compassion and said kindly: "The two benefactors have gone to the west. Your Highness Prince An can rest assured. I will take the first step."
"Is the Venerable going to become a Buddha?" Gu Yue asked hurriedly.
Kukai sighed: "Monks don't tell lies. I am just relying on a little bit of the power of the Buddha from outside the world. I am still far away from achieving it in my own body. This time I have to retreat in seclusion in the hope that I can achieve it in this life. Farewell!"
He said tithing and suddenly disappeared.
Gu Yue's eyes widened, and the scene in front of him made him more and more in awe of the Vajra Temple.
He stood there for a moment, then came to his senses, stepped forward to check on Chu Li and Xiao Shi, and smiled.
Both of them were already dead and their bodies were stiff. Even if there was a panacea, it would be useless. Even the Qi Yuan Pill from Duke Yi's Mansion could not save them!
He stared at Xiao Shi.
The dead Xiao Shi is still extremely beautiful, her eyes are slightly closed, her expression is peaceful and serene, as if she is relieved, without any pain.
Gu Yue sighed: "She deserves to be the most beautiful woman in the season!"
He shook his head secretly.
His Royal Highness Prince An is also very cruel. He loves the country more than beauties. Although he can get any kind of beauties after becoming emperor, it is difficult to meet such rare beauties as Xiao Shi.
King An was willing to commit murder for the sake of the throne. He was indeed a man who achieved great things.
But luckily it was Venerable Kukai who did it himself. If it were him, he really wouldn't be able to do this cruel thing.
"Alas..." Gu Yue shook her head and sighed.
I really can't bear to leave such a beautiful body in the wilderness, so I might as well bury her in the grave.
He struck hard with both palms, and a big pit soon appeared on the ground. He gently put Xiao Shi into the pit, and after thinking about it, he threw Chu Li into it as well, which was regarded as a meritorious deed.
He pushed the soil back with his palms, stepped on it hard, and floated away without putting up a sign.
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Chu Li was in a strange state. His body was like a dead tree, no different from death, but his spirit was clear. His wisdom in the large round mirror became clearer, and he saw that one Buddhist bead was missing from Kukai's left wrist. As expected, it was the power of the relic.
Seeing that Gu Yue had gone far away, he urged the withering power to turn from drying to rising, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in. The motionless heavenly demon energy in his heart also circulated, so powerful and powerful that he unknowingly stepped into the second level.
It swallowed up the finger power of the old monk Kukai and strengthened itself.
It turns out that my previous training method was wrong. The growth of the demonic energy depends on swallowing. The purpose of practicing the demonic skill is to transform the devoured demonic energy into your own, rather than to increase the demonic energy.
He hugged Xiao Shi and silently emerged from the mud pit, as easily as emerging from the water.
He gently placed Xiao Shi on the ground, wiped away the dirt between her mouth and nose, and sighed, not too hastily. What he was thinking about was the scene when Kukai appeared.
Kukai's state at that moment was so astonishing, it was as if he had transformed into a Buddha, and the formation was forcibly broken by him. Although this formation was not very powerful, it was still astonishing.
Daleiyin Temple has this secret technique, and King Kong Temple also has it. They are like gods and Buddhas coming to the world, unmatched.
The demonic energy circulated in the body, swallowed up Kukai's palm power in one breath, then circulated around the body, returned to the heart again, and remained motionless.
The demonic energy that entered the second level was indeed powerful, but it was a pity that it was too weak before, otherwise, I would not have to suffer these sins.
Without Kukai's palm power to destroy him, he showed off his strong side. He took another Qiyuan Pill, and with his cooperation, he quickly recovered from his injuries.
The next moment, he came to the tallest restaurant in the city.
There is an iron pole erected outside the restaurant, with flags waving, and the words "Kangsha Tower" can be seen from anywhere in the city when you look up.
Chu Li took out 20,000 taels of silver, rented the restaurant, and had people move the iron rods to a position close to the wall within half an hour.
The restaurant owner hurriedly agreed.
I could buy this restaurant with 20,000 taels of silver. I only rented it for a few days. Of course I had made a fortune. I was so excited that I was full of motivation. According to Chu Li's request, I moved the iron rods within half an hour, and then removed everything.
people.
Chu Li is already very proficient in the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun.
The clouds in the sky quickly gathered, as if it was getting dark.
The thunder roared from the sky, frightening the people of Paoma City. First, the eminent monk came to the world to teach Buddhism to save all living beings, and then the thunder fell. Could it be to kill evil traitors?
Chu Li stood on the top floor, watching Xiao Shi's broken heart slowly recovering. He still found it incredible. This technique of stealing the sky and exchanging the sun was beyond imagination. It was really unbelievable that such an injury could be restored to its original state.
The thunderbolts were diverted away by the iron rod and could not fall on him.
Chu Li did not dare to be careless. His body was like a dead tree, no different from death. He wanted to pretend to be a dead person to see if he could avert the punishment of thunder from the sky.
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning bypassed the iron rod and hit the top of his head.
He fell on his back and landed heavily on the floor.
The demonic energy of the sky circulates desperately, swallowing the thunder and lightning, but like a snake swallowing an elephant, it devours difficulties. The power of the sky thunder is purer than Kukai's finger power.
Chu Li is not worried, as long as his spirit is not injured and he has the Sutra of Withering and Prosperity, he will not die.
Xiao Shi quietly opened her eyes, turned her head to look around, and slowly sat up.
He was sitting at the square table made up of two dining tables. There was no one around him. Where was Chu Li?
She turned around and saw Chu Li lying on the ground.
She hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her, but her body trembled, and electric current rushed through her body instantly. She fell to the ground, and her black and thick hair suddenly straightened out like an explosion.
Chu Li took a long breath and sat up.
The Withering Sutra is really powerful. After several transformations, it has eliminated the power of the sky thunder and resurrected from the dead. It is considered to have deceived it.
He turned to look at Xiao Shi and saw that her hair was messy and messy, as if it was exploding, and he couldn't help laughing.