Chapter 1432 Repaying Gratitude (Part 2)

"Impossible!" The two shook their heads.

Zhou Haodong's martial arts are superb, he has already broken through the level of young disciples, even against the Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect, he has the power to escape, he is a genius, how could he be killed so easily.

Chu Li shook his head: "Is there anything impossible? The Blood God Sect may not see young masters because of Wei Wuwei's death. When they saw Zhou Shaoxia of the noble sect, they became evil and killed him directly."

"How did Senior Brother Zhou meet them?" The two frowned, still half-believing.

If people in the Duke's Mansion heard that Chu Li had been killed, they would be dubious and dubious. It was hard to believe it. After all, they had confidence because of its magic.

Chu Li sighed and said, "Actually, Mr. Zhou took care of something."

He sighed heavily again and said: "So I came here to report this matter in person, which is also regarded as repaying Mr. Zhou's kindness. My wife was rescued by Mr. Zhou, and because of this, I offended Bao Fang, the Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect. In the end, Bao Fang Fang killed."

"Bao Fang?" The two frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't remember.

The Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect has hidden in the Blood God Sect for more than two hundred years, ignoring common affairs. When they became famous, the two young disciples of Wuji Temple had not yet been born. By the time they became sensible, Bao Fang had retired for a long time. The reputation has dissipated.

Chu Li said: "I hope the two young heroes will report."

"Okay, wait a minute." The faces of both of them were ugly.

After Chu Li said so much, they faintly believed it. They thought how angry the sect would be if they knew the news.

A young man in a yellow shirt went up the mountain and disappeared into the bamboo sea in the blink of an eye.

The other young man in the yellow shirt had a gloomy face and said nothing, staring at Lin Hai in the distance in a daze, not thinking.

Chu Li sighed and said nothing.

The small pavilion was so quiet that it was about to freeze. When the breeze blew slowly and the rustling sound of the bamboo forest came, the small pavilion became more and more quiet, out of tune with the surroundings.

After a while, the previous youth in yellow shirt fluttered back and said anxiously, "Follow me!"

Chu Li nodded.

The two performed lightness kung fu and stepped on the bamboo shoots all the way up, and soon came to a Taoist temple in the bamboo forest.

In addition to this Taoist temple in the bamboo forest, there is also an endless row of buildings, row upon row, antique and elegant.

Among the few people standing in front of the Taoist temple, there was Zheng Ze whom Chu Li had met as Du Feng.

Zheng Ze stood in front of more than a dozen yellow-shirt disciples, looking at this side anxiously, when he saw Chu Li and another yellow-shirt youth appear, he hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "But the chief executive Chu Li of the Dajiyi State Mansion? "

He still acted politely, with a little more calmness between his brows and a concise demeanor.

Chu Li clasped his fists and smiled: "It's Chu, who met you young heroes."

"I'm Zheng Ze, Chief Chu, please come in." Zheng Ze clasped his fists and said, "Let's look inside and talk."

Chu Li nodded.

The crowd surrounded the two into the Taoist temple.

Inside the Taoist temple is a spacious courtyard, which is clean and spotless. The floor is covered with white jade-like stones, which are hard but soft, and it is very comfortable to step on.

Under the steps of the main hall of Guannei stood three old Taoists with white beards and eyebrows, all dressed in blue Taoist robes, with solemn faces.

Zheng Ze stepped forward and introduced: "This is Lu Songren, the main viewer, Song Jin, the second viewer, and Hu Tiexia, the third viewer."

Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen the three temple masters, and I will be Chu Li in the next big season."

"Director Chu, please—!" Lu Songren was a little short and thin, standing there proudly like an old pine tree, his eyes were particularly bright, the corners of his lips drooped, solemn and majestic, and bowed his head: "The poor are polite! "

The three turned back to the main hall, Chu Li and Zheng Ze followed into the hall, and the rest stood under the steps.

After everyone sat down, Lu Songren said in a deep voice, "Boss Chu, the little disciple Haodong is really dead?"

Chu Li sighed and said, "I've already buried Mr. Zhou's body. The body is divided into two parts, so he won't be able to survive. Bao Fang and the others ruthlessly tried to keep Mr. Zhou alive."

"Huh..." There was a long exhalation sound in the hall.

Lu Songren exhaled a long breath of white air, like a white arrow shot out, his beard and eyebrows moved, like a strong wind blowing, and the blue and white Taoist robe fluttered.

Chu Li sat opposite him, feeling the burning heat of the white air.

This is to spit out the unknown karmic fire in one breath, so as not to hurt yourself. Wuji Temple is indeed worthy of Taoism, and it has unique secrets on the way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Jishou's heart fire hurts people the most.

Lu Songren said: "How did Haodong meet Bao Fang?"

Chu Li told the whole story, but made up the fact that Bao Fang killed him after the incident, and said that Zhou Haodong had already died after he rushed there, so he chased him to a restaurant in Chongming City, and killed Bao Fang and the others on the spot. Avenged Zhou Haodong.

If Zhou Haodong hadn't blocked and saved Xiao Qi, he would have regretted it all his life, so he was extremely grateful to Zhou Haodong, but it's a pity that he couldn't thank him in person and couldn't see him for the last time.

He spoke sincerely and touchingly.

Lu Songren and the others did not doubt Chu Li's words.

After all, Zhou Haodong did save Xiao Qi, so he was a benefactor. No matter how vicious Chu Li was, he would not harm Zhou Haodong. Moreover, Chu Li had a very good reputation, and his reputation was extremely high in Daji, so he was definitely not the kind of person who would avenge his kindness.

Chu Li took advantage of this mentality to come to the door in person with peace of mind, and completely planted the spoils to the Blood God Sect, so as not to affect the Wuji Temple to besiege.

Two families can still bear it, but three families are in danger and may not be able to bear it.

The key point is that the mellow internal force obtained from the Supreme Vajra Sutra is not much, it is only full of six meridians, use a little bit less, the power is great but the amount is not much, you can use it if you can.

Without practicing with Sun Mingyue, the Supreme King Kong Supreme Sutra will obtain even masculine and rigid internal force, although it is strong, it is far inferior to the mellow internal force, and it is impossible to kill a master of the sky with a single palm.

He decided not to practice with Sun Mingyue anymore, so that he could not use it arbitrarily, and if he could kill one less person, he would kill one less person.

Lu Songren remained silent.

Both Song Jin and Hu Tiexia moved their eyebrows, and their whole bodies moved like a wind, filled with anger.

Chu Li sighed and said: "Master Zhou died because he saved his wife, so I feel that I have to give Wuji Guan an explanation!"

"Alas..." Lu Songren sighed and said, "After all, you are not blessed."

"Senior Brother!" Song Jin said in a chubby and honest voice, "We must avenge this revenge!"

Hu Tiexia nodded vigorously.

Chu Lidao: "Three Taoists, Brother Zhou has kindness to me, but unfortunately there is no way to repay it. If there is anything wrong with Wujiguan, I will do my best to deal with the matter of the Blood God Sect. !"

Lu Songren glanced at him.

Chu Li sighed: "Even if the three priests don't deal with the Blood God Sect, I will not let them go!"

"Very good!" Song Jin snorted, "The Blood God Sect is becoming more and more presumptuous, so it should be dealt with severely. Director Chu really wants to get involved?"

Chu Li cupped his fists and said, "It's a duty!"

"Okay!" Song Jin showed a smile: "Director Chu Gao Yi, Wuji Temple will never forget!"

Chu Li nodded slowly.