Chapter 1670 Recovery (Part 2)

Chu Li's complexion suddenly changed, and he let out a long whistle, which revealed maddened anger.

Suzaku was still suspended in the air like a jade carving, beeping lightly.

A voice suddenly came out of Chu Li's mind: "I hate your Spirit Beast Sect the most, and everyone in the Spirit Beast Sect deserves to die!"

Chu Li stared at it, his murderous intent boiled, surging like magma, and gradually condensed into a god-killing sword in his mind.

An antique and incomparably gorgeous long sword floats in the void of the mind, the Kurong Sutra slowly disappears, and the Supreme Vajra returns to its original position in the void of the mind, still circulating the Nine Layers of the Immortal Body of the Vajra.

When he reached this point, he no longer restrained his killing intent, and stabbed out with the Exorcism Sword.

"Ding..." A clear sound resounded around.

Suzaku swayed in the void, confusion flashed in his pupils, and the red flame faded.

A cinnabar-like feather fluttered down, and the sea of ​​spiritual energy quickly receded and disappeared.

Chu Li instantly appeared next to Qinglong and Yuanqiu Gui, held down one with one hand, and disappeared suddenly.

Suzaku regained his foothold in the void, flames flashed in his pupils again, and the sea of ​​spiritual energy recovered, but he couldn't find the shadows of Chu Li and Qinglong Yuangui, and they escaped.

It looked at the cinnabar-colored feather that fell on the ground, and anger flashed in its pupils. This is the feather of the mother, a fetish that can protect the soul, but it was destroyed by a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect. It is really unforgivable!

It suddenly spewed out a spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy suddenly turned into a ball of flames in the air, and then began to burn around the ice pool, melting the mountains around the ice pool, turning into hot water and quickly falling into the ice pool, changing the color of the ice pool, and never returning to its original state clear.

Only then did it become a little bird with satisfaction, and hid in the woods on the opposite mountain again. It knew that Chu Li and Qinglong Yuangui would definitely come back, and that they would not be so merciless next time, so they must burn that spirit Beast sect guy.

Chu Li and Qinglong Yuangui suddenly appeared in the runner tower.

Then he pulled the soul of Qinglong Yuangui into the void of his mind.

Being in the wheel tower, their comprehension is higher, so that they can comprehend the mysteries of life and death that they have comprehended, can reverse life and death, and thus restore their vitality. Their vitality is now gone.

The power of Suzaku's two mouthfuls of spiritual energy was astonishing, and it actually killed the two spirit beasts in one go.

You must know that they are already first-and-a-half-level spirit beasts, and they are only half a level away from stepping into first-level spirit beasts. They are just half a level away, and they can't even catch a single move. Obviously, the gap is beyond imagination. Thinking about the strength of the beast makes him chill.

If Suzaku sprayed this spiritual energy on himself, his vajra immortal body might not be able to sustain it. Fortunately, he has the Sutra of Dry Glory, so as long as his soul is not destroyed or his head is beheaded, there is always a chance of resurrection.

Chu Li quietly sat next to the two spirit beasts, pressing one of the beasts with both hands, and the Dragon-Yuan Jue was continuously activated, and at the same time, the essence of the Ksitigarbha-Junlun Sutra flashed in his mind.

They are now first-rank half-spiritual beasts, and their comprehension is even more astonishing, far superior to human beings. Moreover, Qinglong has a deeper comprehension of the Ksitigarbha's Wheel Sutra. turtle.

The communication between spirit beasts and spirit beasts is smoother and they have a common language.

With the help of Qinglong, the ghost-eating turtle also gradually comprehended the Ksitigarbha Runer Sutra and the meaning of life and death.

With the circulation of the Dragon Yu Jue, one dragon and one turtle slowly opened their eyes and regained their vitality.

Chu Li let go of their backs, let out a long sigh of relief, and lay face up on a futon.

He began to replay the previous scene in his mind. It was a long story, but in fact it happened only in a moment. Life and death were seen, and he almost died. The sea of ​​spiritual energy locked the void, and he had no way to escape.

This hundred thousand mountains might not be able to go in a short time. This Suzaku hates the people of the Spiritual Beast Sect, and will definitely guard him. As soon as he appears, it will come and hunt him down. He gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill this Suzaku directly.

He immediately laughed.

What a Punishing Sword, it is so powerful.

Maybe it was because he saw the death of the Azure Dragon Devouring Turtle at that time, so the murderous intent was overwhelming, and the sword of Zhu Shen was so powerful, but it was unexpected to be able to injure a first-grade spirit beast. If Suzaku had no protective treasure, his soul might have been wiped out.

"Namo Amitabha..." A mighty Buddha's horn echoed endlessly in the wheel tower.

Monk Lunming floated out of the void, fluttering in a red monk robe, as if walking against the wind, but stepped firmly in the void, clasped his hands together, and looked at Chu Li quietly.

Chu Li smiled: "Lun Ming, let's meet again."

Monk Lunming said slowly: "It seems that the benefactor Chu has already regarded our Zhuanlun Temple as his own, and he can come and go as he pleases."

Chu Li smiled: "Can't I come?"

"The Zhuanlun Temple is the forbidden place of our temple, the place of inheritance." Monk Lunming shook his head and said, "If outsiders come in and out at will, where will I put my Zhuanlun Temple? Where will I put this old monk?"

Chu Li couldn't help laughing: "It's alright, Lun Ming, isn't it because your skill has increased several times that you think you can kill me, so you're saying this? Then try and see if you can kill me!"

Monk Lunming's eyes were piercing, and he completely let go of the Tianshen field.

The entire runner tower became the Tianshen field, and the masters of Tianwaitian were in it, as if they were in a deep cement slurry, and they had to bear the pain of being squeezed. He carefully observed Chu Li's expression.

The current self is not the same as before. The six-fold increase makes his Tianshen field even more terrifying. Once he releases it, all the disciples in the temple will have no resistance, avoiding them like snakes and scorpions. A foothold in the Tenjin Field.

But seeing Chu Li looking at him calmly, Monk Lunming felt guilty again.

Chu Li's majesty has penetrated into his heart, and he has planted the seeds of fear long ago. This has nothing to do with the depth of Buddhism. It is also an instinctive fear, unless he can get rid of his nature and completely awaken to become a Buddha.

Chu Li sighed, "Did Tang Xu look for you, monk?"

"What does benefactor Chu mean?" Monk Lunming asked calmly.

He decided to delay for a while and use the Tianshen Field to consume Chu Li's cultivation.

No matter how strong Chu Li is, he is still a master of the sky outside the sky. As long as he stays in the Tianshen field, he will consume his energy. The longer the time is delayed, the greater the consumption.

Chu Li smiled: "You monk is really not like a monk. You try to avoid the precepts in every possible way, and you are still lying and dishonest. Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you? You will suffer in the future?"

Monks don't tell lies, and monk Lunming doesn't tell lies, but they tell the truth. It sounds like it can often mislead others and achieve the purpose of lying.

"Namo Amitabha..." Monk Lunming shook his head and said, "There is a Buddha in his heart, and he has good thoughts in his heart, all of which are in line with the Buddha's will."

"Okay, let's talk about Song Zhifan." Chu Li said with a smile: "Should Tang Xu ask you to do it together? This opportunity is rare now. If you can't grasp it, you may have no chance in the future."

"Namo Amitabha Buddha..." Monk Lunming shook his head and said nothing, "Benefactor Chu, please, please, I will not send you away. Donor Chu is not welcome here."

"You don't have to send it off, I will come again." Chu Li said with a smile.

Just as he was talking to Monk Lunming, Song Zhifan, who was far away on Fukong Mountain, turned pale, his body was already healthy, and he returned to his original handsome and unrestrained style, still wearing a golden crown on his head.