Chapter 2777 Desire to Win (Two More)
The qualitative monk said: "The people of Qianyang Island dare to use this, hey, they really don't pay attention to our Da Ci'en Temple!"
Chu Li said: "They have obtained such an amazingly powerful treasure, is it possible that they will return it?"
"If they return, our Da Ci'en Temple will definitely repay them generously." The fixed monk said with a sneer, "The relationship between Qianyang Island and us, if we really want to return them, it will be really difficult for us."
Chu Li said: "Senior brother, don't be angry, the person who brought this relic to envoy has already been killed by me, and several of their senior brothers also died under a relic."
"Have you used it?" The fixed monk frowned.
Chu Li nodded and said: "I didn't know what it was at the time. It's a pity, but when life is at stake, I don't care so much."
"How did you match up with them?" Qualitative was puzzled.
Chu Li then talked about the grievances and grievances in it, and also told a little about what happened.
Determined to shake his head: "You actually killed Song Jing, and she came back to life. The hatred between you is getting stronger and stronger, and it cannot be resolved."
Chu Li said: "You die, how can you resolve it?"
Although Song Jing was beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she was, if she wanted to take her own life, she would not hesitate to show mercy.
The qualitative monk said: "I heard from the abbot that Song Jing, a woman with long blessings and profound virtues, is unlucky to kill, so there have been no killers in the temple."
Chu Li frowned: "If you don't kill him, the ones who die will be Master, Senior Brother and the others!"
The fixed monk shook his head and said: "Everyone has its own cause and effect, you should think about how to deal with the people of Qianyang Island, why not join hands with Miss Song."
His impression of Song Jing was not so bad.
First of all, Song Jing is beautiful, and secondly, when dealing with the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple, she only abolished martial arts and did not hurt anyone, let alone kill anyone, and only dealt with Huiguang's lineage.
He felt that it was not impossible to resolve the grievances. After all, Song Jing's brother was too violent back then and killed himself. Even if it wasn't the Da Ci'en Temple, someone else would kill him.
Song Jing is reasonable and reasonable, so she should be able to think clearly.
Chu Li sighed: "Brother, you... are so naive!"
Although the fixed monk is smart and responsible for information, so he is well-informed and has a deep understanding of the darkness of human nature, but he has no experience in the world, and he is still simple.
He had personally seen Song Jing's ruthlessness. It was not kindness not to kill the disciples of the Da Ci'en Temple, but he was worried about angering the Da Ci'en Temple and dispatched the top old monks.
The qualitative monk said angrily: "There is nothing wrong with turning hostility into friendship."
Chu Li said: "If it is someone else, it is still possible, Song Jing, it is impossible!"
"Cooperate a few more times, and the grievances and grievances will naturally be eliminated." The qualitative monk said: "This time is a good opportunity, get along with each other more, and the grievances will naturally dissolve."
Chu Li shook his head, not repaying this hope at all, it is impossible to resolve such a blood feud, and there are not so many good things in the world that can turn hostility into friendship.
"Alas..." The qualitative monk was quite disappointed: "It seems that it is impossible to cooperate to defend against the enemy anymore."
Chu Li said: "We have no choice but to join forces. Next time we meet, we will have to fight to the death."
"It's a pity." The qualitative monk shook his head.
Chu Li laughed, thinking it was funny.
There is still a sense of romance in the fixed monk's bones, and it is really a daydream to imagine such a beautiful thing.
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Song Jing appeared in a simple and elegant nunnery in a flash.
The nunnery is located in a valley, surrounded by blooming flowers and warm like spring, when a gust of wind blows, the flowers sway with the wind, exuding bursts of floral fragrance.
Song Jing was sitting quietly in the small courtyard where Song Jing appeared.
She was dressed in plain black clothes, with worry on her glistening and moist melon seed face, quietly watching the green bamboos in the corner, the rustling of the green bamboos made the small courtyard look extraordinarily quiet.
As soon as Song Jing appeared, she turned her head abruptly, and when she saw it was her, she immediately called out happily: "Junior Sister!"
Song Jing smiled: "Senior sister, is the injury healed?"
"How are you?" Jing Xian looked her up and down, sighed, "I'm afraid you will be killed again!"
"How could it be so easy!" Song Jing snorted and said with a sneer, "I almost took his life!"
Jing Xian showed excitement: "Really? Tell me!"
She deeply understands how difficult Chu Li is, and she has no confidence in Song Jing.
Although Song Jing is stronger in martial arts, and as the deputy island owner, she is also a man of artifice, but in front of the monk Dingru, she is as naive as a child, and it is too easy to suffer.
When Song Jing said that she almost killed Chu Li, she was surprised and even more curious.
Song Jing told the story carefully, asking Jing Xian to analyze it for her, without hiding anything.
Although Jing Xian has a cold personality and is rarely born in the world, she has a deep insight into the world and unique insights.
After listening to Song Jing's words, she pursed her lips quietly and said with a smile: "In this way, you didn't suffer, and you almost killed him."
"Unfortunately, it's only one step away." Song Jing shook her head.
Jing Xian said: "The two of you are evenly matched, and it is indeed better to work together. Junior sister, have you ever thought of resolving this hatred?"
"Impossible!" Song Jing said in a deep voice, "Brother's revenge must be avenged!"
"Sigh..." Jing Xian shook his head lightly and said, "You also know the situation of your eldest brother, he will surely die, and we may even make a move, but we just care about you, so we just endured it."
"Brother's hatred must be avenged." Song Jing said softly.
Although her voice was soft, her tone was firm.
Seeing such a situation, Jing Xian knew that it would be useless to persuade her: "But your elder brother's enmity has nothing to do with him in the end, it's just related to his master. At that time, he hadn't even joined the monk Huiguang's sect."
"Who told him to be monk Huiguang's apprentice!" Song Jing snorted.
Jing Xian pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, then even if he doesn't open his eyes, just jump into the fire pit by yourself, but you have to be careful, you may not be able to deal with him, but you will be killed by him."
When she thought of Song Jing's death, she felt chills all over her body.
The next time he is killed by monk Dingru, he will not be able to be resurrected again.
Song Jing said: "Senior Sister, I came here this time to ask for help. I want to find treasures that can restrain the God-killing Arrow and the God-Binding Plate. Master has it here?"
"Treasures..." Jing Xian thought for a while, then slowly nodded: "Yes, there are, but I can only take one."
"No problem!" Song Jing smiled.
Song Jing said: "It's a pity that the treasures of Qianyang Island are destined to go to Rustinky Monk!"
"I know that treasure." Jing Xian frowned, her jade face became serious: "It should be Mosari!"
Song Jing showed a curious look.
Jing Xian explained the origin of the magic relics, and finally said in a deep voice: "These figures of the Demon Sect, everyone in our Buddhist sect got them and punished them. It's a pity that you didn't get them, otherwise you can find the masters of the Demon Sect and take the opportunity to eradicate them!"
"Does Da Ci'en Temple have this method?" Song Jing asked.
Jing Xian shook her head slightly: "It is unique to our Tianyue Temple, and it must be combined with Xuankong Mirror."
"That's easy, I'll go ask Monk Dingru to get it back." Song Jing said.
Jing Xian smiled: "Will he agree?"
"Then grab it!" Song Jing snorted.
After hearing about the origin of Mo Relic, she immediately hated the people of Mo Sect deeply.
"Okay." Jing Xian nodded lightly: "As well as Qianyang Island, be careful, they also have powerful people."
Song Jing waved her hand and disappeared in a flash.