There is nothing unusual about the house on the outside, but the yard smells terrible.
The house has five entrances in total, including the front yard, three inner yards, and the back garden.
The back garden and front yard were okay, but the three inner courtyards in the middle had been splashed with feces and could no longer be inhabited. What made him even more annoyed was that the study was the most completely destroyed, with all the books taken away, leaving only an empty space.
The bookshelf fell to the floor.
He gritted his teeth secretly. When he saw Sun Jizhi in Feiyun Tower just now, he didn't have any of this in his mind. He only sent people here to search for property.
These were his subordinates' unauthorized claims to vent their anger.
He took a deep breath, put aside his anger, and settled the score with them sooner or later.
He arrived at the back garden, came to a small pavilion on the rockery, sat cross-legged on the stone table of the small pavilion, motionless, with a solemn appearance, and continued to practice the Great Light Sutra.
Once you practice the Great Light Sutra, you will be able to practice the three sutras together at an extremely fast speed.
After training into the Great Light, the beauty of the Great Light body doubled his strength, far better than before. If he were to encounter Fang Qingyang, he would be able to defeat him.
His strength has reached that of a Dharma King, even though he is the weakest Dharma King.
But the Dharma King does not just rely on martial arts, he also needs merit. He has to climb up step by step on his fellow disciples, only in this way can he convince the public.
Disciples of the Guangming Sect are promoted on two legs, with equal emphasis on martial arts and merit.
If you can build the Huiyao Hall and stand firm, you can almost reach the next level and become a disciple within the mountain.
Then from the disciples in the mountain to the helmsman, to the patrol envoy, to the altar master, and then to the Dharma King. Thinking of this, he became energetic.
He suddenly realized that he had really become Zhao Dahe, thinking and thinking exactly like Zhao Dahe, almost completely abandoning his original thoughts. This magical skill was so mysterious that it could actually change the host and guest.
In his practice, a night is just the blink of an eye.
Early the next morning, Chu Li woke up leisurely and found Kou Qiong and three others standing in front of the small pavilion.
They were all haggard, dirty and messy, as if they had returned to the dungeon.
Seeing Chu Li open his eyes, the three of them clasped their fists and bowed: "I have met the hall master!"
Chu Li glanced at them lazily: "Are you willing to come back?"
"Hall Master, we are guilty!" The three of them bowed hurriedly, their heads almost touching the ground.
They felt that life was worse than death.
The attack occurred once every two hours and lasted for a quarter of an hour. They were tortured several times during the night. It was like a trip to hell. They did not dare to have any luck and could only struggle to run back.
Chu Li snorted: "If it weren't for the opportunity to employ people, I would have killed you all!"
"We must obey the hall master's instructions!" The three of them were startled.
The torture and pain last night, which was worse than life and death, was nothing compared to the loss of martial arts. If they were to lose their martial arts again, they would really be better off dead.
"Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be forgiven. I will untie it for you at this time tomorrow. Now, go to work!" Chu Li waved his hand.
He had no good impressions of these three giant bandits. They were either traitors or cunning, and neither of them were good people. To deal with them, kindness was useless, but power and talent were.
"Yes." The three nodded helplessly.
They are all smart people. When they saw the situation in the house, they went out to find someone to clean it up. They spent the whole morning cleaning it up.
During the day, they were no different from ordinary people. They did not experience severe pain and did not delay doing things. But at night, they once again enjoyed the pain and torture, rolling on the ground and screaming.
Chu Li paid no attention to it and only practiced his own martial arts.
There was no movement from the Guangfeng Gang and Hu Xiaotang. Chu Li knew that they must be looking for experts to come over and prepare to kill him in one fell swoop. The ones who came should be experts from the White Tiger Sect.
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At midnight, the bright moon hangs high and shines brightly.
Huxiaotang is a five-entry mansion, bathed in the moonlight, as if falling into a deep sleep.
Suddenly a long roar shook the night sky, waking up the Tiger Roar Hall.
Then another voice came: "Guangming Holy Sect, Huiyao Hall, Zhao Dahe is here, the losers of Huxiao Hall, why don't you come to greet us!"
The sound spread out slowly like ocean waves, continuous and clear, spreading throughout every part of the Tiger Roaring Hall, and could even be heard in most of the Windy City.
When the disciples of Huxiao Hall heard the sound, they got up and rushed to the main hall. Half of the disciples who were left behind in Huxiao Hall rushed out and came to Chu Li.
Chu Li stood outside the door of Huxiao Hall, wearing white clothes and a long sword, standing under the moonlight with his hands behind his back.
It's a pity that his face ruins the artistic conception. If he had handsome appearance, he would be really picturesque and poetic.
Twelve disciples surrounded Chu Li, three masters from Heaven and Beyond.
Chu Li glanced at them and shook his head: "They are all trash!"
An old man hummed in a deep voice: "Zhao Dahe, what do you want?"
"I can't sleep at night, so come and see your Tiger Roaring Hall." Chu Li snorted, "You are indeed a bunch of trash!"
"Stop using your words!" The old man snorted: "You are so presumptuous, don't blame us for being ruthless and taking action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards Chu Li, and the other two Tianwaitian masters and the nine Xiantian Perfection also rushed towards him.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash, and the steps of time were similar to those so close to the end of the world.
He appeared behind a disciple of Xiantian Perfection, flew away with one punch, and then dodged and knocked away another person.
These disciples of Innate Perfection had no resistance in front of him. They were knocked away by him in the blink of an eye. They were all severely injured after landing. Their White Tiger Divine Skill could not stop Chu Li's Great Light Divine Fist.
"These little trash are an eyesore. Let's take care of them first, and then you three." Chu Li snorted: "With such little ability, you can talk about dominating the Windy City. It's really ridiculous!"
After he said that, he punched the old man.
The old man took two steps back with a "bang" sound, nothing unusual.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "The White Tiger Divine Art is dedicated to being beaten. Let's see how long you can endure it?"
He was talking and punching, and the sound of "bang bang" was heard all the time. The three of them were beaten by him and kept retreating, unable to get close to him.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Chu Li didn't believe in evil, and he didn't believe that the White Tiger Magic was really so evil.
He punched more than fifty times in one go.
"Poof!" The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression suddenly became sluggish.
Chu Li smiled and punched out again. The old man flew out like a rag doll and landed heavily on the ground. He remained motionless and passed out.
The other two middle-aged men roared angrily and punched at the same time.
They know that if they continue to be beaten passively, they will end up like the old man.
"Woo..." The tiger roared twice, and the two of them charged up a blow.
Chu Li suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the two of them. Before they could react, two punches had hit their vests.
"Stop!" a voice shouted, and a tall and thin figure roared towards him, appearing in front of him in an instant.
"Woo..." The roar of the tiger shook the sky, as if a real tiger appeared and punched Chu Li. The force of the punch instantly reached Chu Li's chest.
Chu Li punched to meet the attack.
"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back.
Chu Li frowned and looked at the tall and thin young man in front of him. He had an ordinary appearance and his eyes were as bright as torches, as if they could set people on fire.
"From the White Tiger Sect?" Chu Li snorted.
"Tan Hu of the White Tiger Sect!" The tall and thin young man snorted and punched out.
"Woo..." The tiger roared, and its fist force seemed to ignore the space and arrived in front of it instantly.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared behind Tan Hu.
Tan Hu bumped back.
"Ding..." The tip of the sword struck, and his back was like stone.
Huge power came from the sword, and Chu Li stepped back to release his strength.
Tan Hu gained the upper hand and turned around to punch.
Chu Li responded with the Great Light Divine Fist.
"Bang!" The two of them took a step back at the same time.