Chapter 2657: Take the house

Name:White-Robed Chief Author:Xiao Shu
He Jin knew that he was a puppet, and he wanted to drop off the guest, saying unwillingly: "Master, do you have any hope?"

Chu Li sighed: "The little monk only knows that the Temple of War will be in civil strife, and he can't help himself."

He Jin looked to Pan Huafeng: "Senior Pan, let's report to the Lord of the Palace as soon as possible."

"... Okay!" Pan Huafeng was originally dubious, seeing He Jin's somber expression, and believed him this time, so Fu Xun nodded, disappeared for a moment, and returned to the Temple of War.

"What about our righteousness?" Meng Qingchuan, who was as black as charcoal, asked with a smile.

Chu Lidao said, "Senior Meng wants to lead people to avoid Wan Ziyang and recapture Xuanxi Zhenhai City?"

Meng Qingchuan said: "Let's go to the Temple of War to attack Zhengxi Zhenhai City, Wuleifeng and Daci'en Temple to attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City. Wan Ziyang cannot take care of it and can always recapture one city."

Chu Li was silent.

Retrieving a city is of little significance, it's just about face, and countless deaths and injuries are worthless.

But his thoughts are different from those of high-powered people. Tossing one city and tossing two cities is a completely different situation. It is a matter of Confidence and Majesty of the Zongmen. It is a general idea of ​​the minds of the world.

He Jindao said: "Regaining one city is one city. Don't worry about losing it again. Wan Ziyang cannot go into the city alone."

Chu Li groaned silently.

He understood He Jin's words, Wan Ziyang had some scruples and would not run alone, otherwise the four major towns, Haicheng, would have fallen long ago and would not be defeated now, and there were no Wan Ziyang in the two previous siege battles. shadow.

Meng Qingchuan said: "Can we make it happen?"

Chu Li stared at Meng Qingchuan and slowly nodded: "You can try!"

The fate of Meng Qingchuan he now sees is different from the previous one, which is caused by changing the fate of the Temple of War.

There was no battle in the temple. Meng Qingchuan also brought people to attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City. In cooperation with the traitors, he almost succeeded in the siege. Unfortunately, he fell short and eventually died.

But now look, Meng Qingchuan has succeeded.

He Jin overjoyed: "Haha, can you really attack the city?"

Chu Li nodded: "Wan Ziyang is in Zhengxi Zhenhai City, or attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City."

He Jin laughed and said in two voices: "Okay, let's attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City!"

He said he took the wooden box out of his arms, put it on the stone table, turned around, and left, and Meng Qingchuan followed.

Chu Li shook her head and smiled.

He knew He Jin was convinced that he was not in doubt, but Meng Qingchuan was not necessarily, but after hearing the news from the Temple of War, he should dispel suspicion, and this time the siege battle was finally successful.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, only Zhengqi Hall and Wuleifeng joined hands, Da Ci'en Temple and the War God Temple did not move. The two cases merged with the inner city, and finally rushed into the city and expelled the masters at sea.

They relied on their familiarity and internal response to the formation method, and when the formation method was originally laid out, countermeasures were left. Therefore, the moat formation was useless for the two cases, so they could easily attack it.

He opened the wooden box and stared at the relic.

The grandeur and madness came from the relic, which made him dreadful and a little jealous.

This relic has huge power. If it can absorb it, its soul power will be stronger, and even the Dharma will be further understood, which will promote the deepening of the magical power.

There are also levels of magical power. The more superb the Dharma, the stronger the magical power.

And this relic probably has a heritage. Non-Buddhist disciples are afraid to accept such a transference, and they will have to worry about their lives. As a Buddhist disciple, they can try it.

After a long while, he carefully moved the relic to the eyebrows, and Da Yuan Jing watched it.

The relic suddenly lit up, and then a light fell on his brows.

"Boom!" A thunder flashed in his ear, and a void of gold flooded into his head.

Jin Guang transformed into a face, but it was a handsome monk who looked at him but was about twenty years old. He glanced at the emptiness of his mind and suddenly showed a strange smile.

Chu Li's face changed slightly, and she immediately felt uncomfortable, feeling the chill of bones.

"Haha ..." Suddenly a laugh burst into my mind.

Jin Guang's face opened his mouth and laughed, his eyes were cold, with a touch of madness, and laughed: "Amitabha, God will not die for me!"

Several Buddhas in Chu Li's mind recited the scriptures, and lotus blossoms floated towards this golden light.

However, Jin Guang expelled all these lotuses, leaving them unaffected, and laughing: "What a soul lotus body is really the best skin for a poor monk to reincarnate and rebuild, good and good!"

He said that again, the golden light suddenly shrank, and the original face shrank, forming a complete body. Except for the face, the limbs of the body were clearly displayed, and the golden light flickered like a substance.

He printed his hands and declared a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha!"

Chu Li flashed before his eyes.

The mind shook with it.

Chu Li's face was so calm, knowing that this was the critical moment, and if he didn't work hard, he would really be taken away by this golden light.

"Amitabha ..." After Jin Guanggao announced a Buddhist chant, he began to recite a Buddhist scripture that Chuli had never heard before, muttering a whispering sound like a wonderful sound outside the world, so wonderful that he couldn't wait to listen.

At this time, the Liuli Miaolian Sutra didn't work, it could transform all the powers, but this power directly acted on the void of the mind ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but it could not help but watch the Buddhas become dim. Light.

The dharma chanted by Jin Guang carried incredible power, and his voice was spreading in the void of the mind, and all the Buddhas were weakening.

He gritted his teeth, his mind suddenly became vast, and then a tall and gigantic giant tree slowly appeared. Throughout the sky, the crown seemed to have penetrated into infinite heights and could not see the end.

As soon as the withered tree appeared, the branches directly absorbed the golden shadow, and then slowly disappeared.

Chu Li Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, sitting at the stone table with his buttocks, his face pale, as if he had not been cured.

This time, it is true that stealing chickens is not an anti-corrosion rice. Not only has it not benefited, but it has been seriously damaged. It needs to be cultivated.

He became more curious about the golden light on the dead tree.

Hiding the soul in the relic, tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years still exist. This kind of method is truly deity, and no one will be spared unless he encounters himself with a dead body.

Chunyang Temple has such wonderful learning and secret techniques, it is indeed a long-standing ancient ancestor, but unfortunately, it has not escaped life and death.

And this soul is unlucky when he meets himself, persists for so long, and finally fails to regain his house, presumably he must be resentful.

He picked up the relic and looked again.

Without the golden light, the remaining breath in the relic is peaceful and mellow, and it is the true monk relic. He put it on his brows again, and suddenly his strength penetrated into his mind, cool like a cold spring.

After being stunned, his spirits glowed, his eyes burning like electricity.

At this moment, the kung fu has been restored, and even the spirit is one step further. He took the opportunity to urge Prajna Dragon Elephant Gong, and the efficiency was two points stronger than before.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. He practiced in retreat in Haicheng, Taidong Township, and has been trying hard to urge Prajna Dragon Elephant Gong, hoping to advance to the eleventh level as soon as possible, and also has the confidence to break the world.

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