Chapter 1818 Retreat (Three More)

Chu Li nodded and said, "Not bad cultivation!"

Monk Zhining frowned and stared at him in dissatisfaction: "Benefactor Chu, you are plotting against me!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "The gods are still plotting? I haven't heard of it."

Monk Zhining took a deep breath and felt that he had nothing to say.

The masters of the gods are extremely sensitive, and can sense any changes in the opponent. If they want to sneak attack, the masters of the gods can sense the killing intent and danger before the opponent can move, and avoid it in advance.

As a master of the gods, you don't have to avoid it, but your perception of danger is beyond imagination. God knows it, and you are in the realm of masters of the gods, and you can predict danger.

Chu Li said: "Monk, I don't care if my sword is out of the sheath. Once out of the sheath, it will be stained with blood. It's better not to touch it."

"Then learn the master Chu's palm technique." Monk Zhining said.

Chu Li thought for a while: "That's it, monk, I'm sitting here, you slap me with your strongest skill to see if you can hurt me, if you can hurt me, it's your ability, if you can't hurt me , then let’s stop mentioning everything, how about it?”

"Good!" Monk Zhining nodded slowly.

Even though he has a profound cultivation base of Buddhism and profound Buddha nature, at this time, an unknown fire started, Chu Li's words are too small.

Chu Li smiled and said: "The monk can strike whenever he wants, or he can sneak attack me."

He stood up slowly as he spoke.

"The benefactor Chu will take over!" Monk Zhining clapped out his palm.

There is a touch of black on the palm, as black as ink, the rest of the palm is as white as jade, the short and fat palm is like carved from white jade, but it really doesn't give others a sense of elegance, it just looks ugly.

"Bang!" The palm of the runner was firmly imprinted on Chu Li's chest.

Chu Li looked at him calmly, neither dodging nor dodging, looked down at the runner palm, slowly nodded and smiled and said, "Sure enough, the monk's Ksitigarbha runner sutra is very deep, it's really rare!"

The Ksitigarbha Running Wheel Sutra needs to have a sufficient understanding of life and death, otherwise it will be difficult to really get started and get the essence, and it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.

Apparently, Monk Zhining had to go through several life and death situations before he could make such a breakthrough.

"You can give me another palm!" Chu Li said.

Monk Zhining stared at Chu Li's palms for a moment, then slowly withdrew his palms and joined them together: "Namo Amitabha!... Admiration!"

This palm of his was formed by concentrating the strength of his whole body. If this palm could not hurt Chu Li, or even shake his body at all, and he did not retreat a step, the gap between himself and Chu Li was too far.

He could feel the counter-shock force from his palm, his whole body was numb, his blood was surging, and he was almost about to be injured.

Chu Li smiled: "Monk Zhining won't fight anymore?"

"The poor monk is not an opponent." Monk Zhining sighed slowly, turned and left.

The chubby body wearing the red monk's robe is a bit funny, but at this time it reveals a bit of freedom.

Chu Li watched him leave, sat down again with a smile and condensed the pagoda again.

Monk Zhining stepped in front of Monk Dilian, and made a tithe: "Master."

"Have you seen it?" Monk Dilian opened his eyes and asked with a smile.

Monk Zhining bowed and said: "I have already fought against him, I am really ashamed of the difference between clouds and mud, I am going to go out of the temple to travel the world!"

"Have you decided?" Monk Dilian said calmly.

"Yes." Monk Zhining said, "If you don't experience the suffering of all living beings, it is difficult to complete the Sutra of Ksitigarbha's Running Wheel. My disciples will leave the temple."

He suddenly stopped stuttering, and his mood was always in agitation.

Knowing that there is a lot of difference between Chu Li and Chu Li, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big, just like an adult and a child, which aroused his heart to work hard. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? How can one understand the thoughts of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to penetrate the magic of the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

"Very good, let's go." Dilian said slowly.

Monk Zhi Ning gave a deep bow, and then bowed to the twelve red-clothed monks: "Zhuanlun Temple will ask all teachers... uncles and uncles!"

The twelve red-clothed monks paid back the salute together.

Monk Zhining stepped forward and disappeared in front of everyone.

Monk Dilian smiled, slowly closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the Sutra of Dizang's Wheel.

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Chu Li continued to condense the pagoda, and the first floor was gradually condensed. The appearance and interior were the same as the runner tower where it was located.

One layer was condensed, and fifteen days had passed.

He was about to continue casting the second layer, when he suddenly felt that Dayuan Jingzhi contemplated outside the Zhuanlun Temple, but it was a heroic young man in yellow shirt standing outside the temple with his hands behind his back, with a handsome look on his brows.

Chu Li frowned, this is a god.

"Chen Changmao met Master Zhining!" the young man in yellow said loudly.

This voice was peaceful and calm, but it came in slowly, overwhelmed many chanting voices in Zhuanlun Temple, and spread to every corner of Zhuanlun Temple, every monk's ears, including Chu Li's ears.

Chu Li chuckled, being able to penetrate the protection of the wheel tower is indeed worthy of the power of a god.

There are only a handful of gods in the world, their surname is Chen, their identity is ready to be revealed, they must be the son of Chen Zhenji.

Chu Li shook his head, he came to find Monk Zhining, there must be nothing good.

"Chen Changmao has met Master Zhining, please come out and see Master." Chen Changmao said slowly.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha..." An old monk in red slowly pushed open the temple door, walked down the steps to Chen Changmao, and said with a tithe: "It's really a coincidence that Zhining just left the temple to travel in the world. It's a step late."

"Master Zhining went on a trip?" Chen Changmao asked in surprise.

The red-clothed old monk's face was wrinkled like a pine tree, and he titheed and said: "Benefactor Chen, please come to the temple to serve tea."

"No need." Chen Changmao shook his head and said, "Since Master Zhi Ning is not here, I will go find him."

"Please—!" The old monk in red said again.

Chen Changmao suddenly raised his head to look at the wheel tower, and stretched out his hand: "I don't know who is in the tower?"

"My master still has Chu Li Chu benefactor." The old monk in red said.

Chen Changmao was startled, and then said, "Chu Li?"

"Exactly." The old monk in red said, "Benefactor Chu is studying martial arts in the pagoda."

"You..." Chen Changmao looked at him in surprise.

The old monk in red said: "The benefactor Chu has turned the war with our temple into jade."

"...Haha, good trick!" Chen Changmao suddenly shook his head and laughed, and took a deep look at the old monk in red: "As expected, it is the Zhuanlun Temple!"

The red-clothed old monk's expression was as usual: "The benefactor of Chu originally had the Ksitigarbha-Turnin Sutra and has a close relationship with our monastery. This time, entering the pagoda to practice and enlightenment must be able to advance the Ksitigarbha-Tunach Sutra to an extremely deep level. "

"Okay, let's say goodbye!" Chen Changmao said in a deep voice.

He didn't bother to say much, stepped into the void and disappeared.

Even though he was angry and murderous, he dared not go to see Chu Li.

And he knew that if he felt something just now, it was because Chu Li deliberately released his breath to let him feel it, so that he could make himself take the initiative to do it, so as to take the opportunity to teach himself, how can he go to die alone if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate loss.

The old monk in red showed a smile on his face, paid a tithe, and turned back to the temple.

Chu Li sat in the tower shaking his head and smiling.

My current situation is indeed different from before. The gods fled after hearing the news, and retreated far away.

His face suddenly changed.

Suddenly, two middle-aged men appeared outside the Zhuanlun Temple.