"The Perfect Monk." Zhou Jinchun clasped his fists and said, "Our Guangming Holy Sect and Zhuanlun Temple are in conflict with each other. Do you really want to take the initiative to provoke us?"
The Supreme Monk has a round face, handsome features, and a calm and peaceful expression: "The world is impermanent, and everything is changing. There was no conflict between the Guangming Holy Sect and our temple before, but once the battle between Daqiu and Dali started, there was no peace between the two sects.
, is the enemy."
"A monk is a monk, so he still cares about these worldly matters?" Zhou Jinchun said.
The Supreme Master shook his head and said: "If you become a monk at home, you are all in a state of uncertainty. Zhuanlun Temple is in the autumn, how can you stay out of it? The four donors want to go to Luoqiu City for some unknown reason?"
"Let's go and watch the battle." Zhou Jinchun said.
The Supreme Monk said: "Donor, why do you need to lie? Since you are going to Luoqiu City, you are the enemy of Daqiu. Please forgive me for being rude to this poor monk."
After saying this, he took out two wheels from his sleeves.
Dark as if made of inkstone, it shimmers faintly.
It is about the same size as a tea cup lid and has a similar appearance. When you take it out at first, you will think it is a tea cup lid. There are many strange patterns carved on it, and it is extremely delicate.
He threw it gently with both hands, and the whining sound was heard all of a sudden.
Two black wheels spun in the air at high speed and shot out with a roar. One shot towards Li Ruolan and the other towards Zhou Jinchun. They seemed to be slow, but they arrived in front of them in an instant, as if they were directly crossing the void.
"Ding..." Zhou Jinchun swung his sword, and as soon as the long sword hit the black wheel, it was immediately thrown away from his hand.
A strange and incomparable force came from the black wheel, which deflected his strength, and then added another force, so that he could no longer hold the sword.
After the long sword was released, the speed of the black wheel suddenly accelerated, as if it borrowed power from the long sword, turned in the air, and spun toward his neck.
Zhou Jinchun hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it.
The black wheel whistled past his forehead, his hair flew up, and a few strands of hair broke off and fell to the ground.
He was sweating profusely. If he had been a step too late, his head would have been rotated off!
Li Ruolan stared at the black wheel closely, feeling the strong danger, and took a step back to avoid it.
The black wheel circled around and turned around again, and she dodged it again. The black wheel was too fast, and she didn't dare to be distracted, so she concentrated on dodging it.
Chu Li said: "Senior Brother Zhou, run!"
Zhou Jinchun rolled on the ground, turned around and ran away.
"Woo..." The black wheel spun at high speed and chased after him, faster than him. It circled around his head and neck and tried to twist off his head.
Just as Zhou Jinchun was about to lower his head to avoid it, the cold air emanating from the black wheel had already hit him, and the corpse was about to be separated before his eyes.
"Ding..." With a crisp sound, the black wheel suddenly rose up, floated flatly, and was still spinning at high speed. Zhou Jinchun escaped.
The black wheel rotated high in the sky, whining incessantly, and fell straight down.
Chu Li put down his right hand and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his judgment was correct and the knife hit the center of the black wheel.
The power of the black wheel's operation is mysterious. As long as a little external force is applied, the black wheel will transform it into its own power and accelerate it. The wonderful use of the Ksitigarbha wheel is undoubtedly reflected in the black wheel.
To be able to design such a weapon, the seniors of Zhuanlunji Temple are really powerful.
"Namo Amitabha..." Zhishan Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name, stretched out his hand, and the black wheel rotated into his wide sleeve.
Being able to see the center point on the high-speed rotating black wheel is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is impossible to blindly hit it. His vision and martial arts are both top-notch, but he lost his sight and did not find the real powerful person.
Chu Li's cultivation level was not high and he was lackluster among the three inspectors, so he was easily ignored.
Li Ruolan's situation became more and more difficult. The black wheel was like a maggot attached to the bone, following closer and closer, and the distance became closer and closer. The pressure doubled on her, and her neck would be cut almost in the next moment.
Chu Li suddenly waved his hand.
"Ding..." The black wheel flew out diagonally, away from Li Ruolan.
The Supreme Master waved his hand, and the black wheel suddenly climbed up before landing and flew into the sleeves of the Supreme Master's broad robe.
He tithes: "Namo Amitabha..., I wonder who the donor is?"
"Zhao Dahe!" Chu Li said in a deep voice: "Zhishan Monk, are you the unique weapon of Zhuanlun Temple?"
His face was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The supremely good monk has a strange aura covering his body, and his spiritual power is extremely strong. It is impossible to see what is going on in his mind. His cultivation in the Ksitigarbha Chakra Sutra is far better than his own.
His intuition was warning him to stay as far away from this perfect monk as possible. His cultivation was astonishing and he was definitely not something he could defeat!
"This is the moon wheel." Zhishan nodded and said, "It's really extraordinary that Donor Zhao can break this weapon. This poor monk should learn from Donor Zhao!"
Chu Li said: "Okay, Senior Sister Li, please take a step forward. I'll discuss it with Monk Zhishan and rush over."
Li Ruolan frowned and looked at him.
Zhou Jinchun said: "Let's go together."
Chu Li shook his head and said: "I will rush there soon!"
He still has a chance to escape, but with them here, there is no chance!
Li Ruolan hummed: "Are you not sure?"
Chu Lidao nodded.
Li Ruolan glanced at Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun and sighed, "Okay, let's take the first step!"
Ji Xin didn't want to leave. He had heard about the name of Zhuan Lun Temple for a long time, but had never been taught it once. He wanted to see the martial arts methods of Zhuan Lun Temple so that he could have experience in dealing with it next time. Besides, he didn't have the fear of Zhou Jinchun.
Zhou Jinchun was so frightened that he almost moved his head and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, take the first step, Junior Brother Ji, let's go!"
"Oh..., okay." Ji Xin nodded helplessly: "Junior Brother Zhao, be careful, let's take the first step!"
Chu Li nodded slowly.
The Supreme Monk smiled at the three of them, looking like an old friend. He had just used the Moon Wheel, but he had no intention of holding back.
Chu Li felt even more vigilant. This monk was different from normal people and had unique thoughts.
Chu Li watched them disappear, and slowly turned his head to look at Zhishan: "Monk Zhishan, my cultivation is ordinary, and my other martial arts are also sparse. The only thing I can use is the Bright Sword."
"The Great Light Divine Fist of the Guangming Holy Religion is famous all over the world." The Supreme Monk said: "The poor monk would like to learn the Great Light Fist of Donor Zhao!"
Before he finished speaking, his right fist reached out of his wide sleeve like a bowl of jealousy and instantly reached Chu Li's chest.
Chu Li's Great Light Divine Fist struck instantly.
"Bang!" Chu Li took three steps back, his face turned pale, and then turned red.
The power of Zhishan Monk's fists was strange. It changed twice in his body, first to the extreme Yin, then to the extreme cold, and then to the extreme Yin. It was strange and unpredictable.
"Pfft!" Chu Li spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, his body is strong, his fists are as strong as the sea, and he is so changeable, which is far beyond his ability to bear. The supreme monk's profound cultivation surpasses him.
He had an idea, and the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra followed.
Originally I didn't know how to use the Ksitigarbha Chakra Sutra, but now I sensed the change in the fist strength of the Supreme Master Monk, so following the change, my body's internal force instantly changed twice, converting the Supreme Master Monk's fist strength into my own, with a big strike.
The bright fist was struck.
This punch was extremely fast. After taking the Fengxing Pill and the Giant Spirit Pill, he moved extremely fast. He punched before the Supreme Monk and hit him in the chest with one punch.