"Is the Supreme Good Monk really that powerful?" Li Ruolan asked.
The reason why the patrolling envoys are not too strong in martial arts and still dare to travel around the world is because the patrolling envoys know a miraculous skill. After activating the secret of great light and then using this miraculous skill, they can escape so fast that almost no one can catch up.
However, this technique also has shortcomings. Sometimes it is too late to use it and you have been seriously injured, like the last time Brother Ji went on a trip to Daji. Furthermore, if you use this technique, your vitality will be severely damaged, and it will take a year and a half to recover.
If you know the power of the Supreme Monk in advance, you will directly activate this technique once you encounter him, and the Supreme Monk will be helpless against you.
Chu Li sighed: "He can avoid my flying knife."
Li Ruolan frowned.
Junior Brother Zhao's own cultivation level is not top-notch, and it has not recovered now. He relies on the bright sword to run rampant. Once the bright sword is restrained, it is equivalent to taking away his sharpest weapon, like a toothless tiger.
Chu Li said: "There is no invincible martial arts, and the same goes for the Bright Sword."
"Then you really have to be careful." Li Ruolan solemnly warned.
Chu Li smiled and said, "I don't only have the Bright Sword."
Li Ruolan shook his head.
His current cultivation level is weak, and he is not as good as himself without the Bright Sword. He is really lucky to have escaped from the hands of the Supreme Monk!
She was a little scared when she thought of this: "Recover your cultivation quickly!"
Chu Li nodded.
The two of them passed through the North City Gate side by side, followed the lively Central Avenue, and arrived at the Castle Keeper's Mansion in the center of the city.
Li Ruolan showed his badge and was quickly led to the hall by the foreign manager.
Someone was talking in the hall, it was Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun.
"Who is outside? Come in." A gentle voice came from inside.
Chu Li had already visualized the scene in the hall in his mind.
There is a middle-aged man sitting in the Taishi chair in Zhengbei. He has gray hair, is not tall but has a burly body, thick and thick, not handsome in appearance, rugged and charming, and is laughing.
Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun were sitting in the Grand Master's chair under him, laughing together.
Li Ruolan and Chu Li entered the hall.
When Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun saw the two of them, they stood up in surprise: "Junior Brother Zhao, you are back!"
Chu Li clasped his fists.
Li Ruolan bowed: "I've met Altar Master Mo."
"Haha, Ruolan, you have worked hard on this trip. The elixir is waiting for you here." The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Chu Li: "Is this Zhao Dahe?"
Li Ruolan turned to look at Chu Li and winked: "This is Mo Qianjun, Mo Tanzhu, Mo Cuicui's father."
Chu Li clasped his fists calmly as usual: "I've met Altar Master Mo!"
"Haha, Zhao Dahe, we are enemies on a narrow road!" Mo Qianjun laughed and said: "You killed Qingqing, and I found someone to plot against you. It's even. If we don't fight, we won't get to know each other!"
Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, his face expressionless.
Mo Qianjun's cultivation is profound, even better than Fang Qingyang's.
If he was still confused before joining the religion, he now understands that becoming a Dharma King does require luck, strong martial arts is the basic, and he also needs to have enough merit.
Mo Qianjun is like this. He has enough cultivation and not enough merit, but he can't be promoted to Dharma King. Even if his martial arts is stronger than Fang Qingyang's, it's useless.
The Guangming Holy Cult emphasizes practical application in the world. The stronger the martial arts, the greater the deeds to be done and the greater the achievements. If one has tyrannical martial arts and does not go out to do things, he can only be an ordinary disciple.
Those who can be promoted to the altar master are all those who are proficient in worldly affairs and have clever methods. Logically speaking, with enough cultivation, becoming a Dharma King is a matter of course. Mo Qianjun was unlucky and got stuck.
He must have come to Luoqiu City to make meritorious deeds and strive for the throne of Dharma King.
Chu Li saw through what he was thinking, but he was even more vigilant in his heart. He could restrain his hatred and greet him with a smile. This kind of guy must be careful to guard against.
Zhou Jinchun said: "Master Mo, if it weren't for Junior Brother Zhao's help this time, we wouldn't have been able to get through. There were experts from Quedao Palace and Haicang Mountain to stop us. In the end, even the experts from Zhuanlun Temple were dispatched. They really think highly of us.
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Mo Qianjun frowned and said, "Zhuanlun Temple?"
"Yes." Zhou Jinchun shook his head and said: "This red-robed monk is not easy to mess with. The little flying wheel was so scary that I almost had my head cut off. Fortunately, Junior Brother Zhao rescued him. Junior Brother Zhao entangled him from behind, so we could rush away.
come over!"
"Which monk?" Mo Qianjun looked at Chu Li.
Li Ruolan said: "The best."
Mo Qianjun's face darkened: "Zhi! Shan!"
His face quickly stiffened, as if made of stone, glowing blue, and extremely ugly.
"Altar Master Mo knows about this supreme monk?" Zhou Jinchun asked, "Have we ever fought against him?"
"Hey, Zhishan!" Mo Qianjun shook his head.
Li Ruolan winked and signaled Zhou Jinchun not to ask any more questions.
Zhou Jinchun said hurriedly: "Master Mo, the elixir has been delivered. Let's go back and resume our lives. What can Master Mo have to say?"
"Now that you're here, don't be in a hurry to go back." Mo Qianjun's expression quickly returned to normal and he smiled again: "It's not too late to rest for a few days before leaving!"
"The manpower in the teaching is tight, I'm afraid there will be more missions." Zhou Jinchun said.
Mo Qianjun said: "In the next two days, I will entertain you well. You are really timely and have helped us a lot!"
Li Ruolan said: "Master Mo, what is the situation in Luoqiu City?"
"It's okay." Mo Qianjun smiled and said, "Junior Sister 6 and I are here, and there are several experts from the other three sects."
"They didn't cause trouble, did they?" Li Ruolan frowned.
Mo Qianjun smiled and said: "How can I dare to cause trouble after this?"
"That's good." Li Ruolan said softly, "Why haven't you seen Senior Sister 6?"
"She was a little injured." Mo Qianjun shook his head and said with a smile, "Go and see her. She's in the backyard."
He raised his voice and shouted: "Here comes someone!"
A young girl in a green shirt came in: "Altar Master."
"Take them to meet Junior Sister 6."
"yes."
The girl in blue shirt left with the four of them.
Mo Qianjun stared at Chu Li's back, thoughtfully.
Chu Li felt his gaze, and his murderous intent was restrained. If he hadn't been sensitive, he wouldn't have been able to feel this trace of murderous intent.
He turned to look at Mo Qianjun.
Mo Qianjun smiled and nodded.
Chu Li had a cold face, turned around and followed the others out.
Mo Qianjun's smile remained and did not disappear because Chu Li disappeared.
Walking on the gravel path, surrounded by lush flowers and trees, Zhou Jinchun said excitedly: "Finally I can see Junior Sister 6!"
Ji Xin hummed: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you really like Junior Sister 6?"
"Of course!" Zhou Jinchun said: "There are a few people in our teaching who don't like Junior Sister 6!"
Ji Xin shook her head, unable to understand.
Although Junior Sister 6 is as beautiful as Junior Sister Li, she is hot-tempered and domineering, which is completely opposite to her cute and cute appearance. She doesn't have any feeling of gentleness like water in a woman, so she is not worth liking!
The four of them followed the girl in green across the two courtyards and arrived at a small, exquisite and elegant courtyard.
There are several sparse green bamboos at the base of the west wall. In the center of the courtyard is a flower garden with a low couch in the center.
A well-behaved and lovely girl with delicate features was sitting on the couch, her face was pale and bloodless, and she was staring blankly at the blooming flowers.
"Junior Sister 6, where's your arm?" Zhou Jinchun stepped into the courtyard and shouted.
This girl's left arm is empty and has been cut off to the shoulder level. (To be continued.) 8