Chapter 2801 Comprehension (One More)

Song Jing glanced at him: "You also know Fumodian?"

Her gaze was rather strange.

Since she went back to report the news of the Blood Yang Sect, the nunnery master told her many secrets, including the secrets of the Great Mercy Temple.

Da Ci'en Temple has a profound heritage, which is far from Tianyue Nunnery. After all, Tianyue Nunnery was founded by a disciple of Xuankong City. Although it belongs to the Buddhist lineage, it is not an authentic lineage. It is mixed with the martial arts of Xuankong City.

Although it is powerful, it is not authentic and pure, and it is far from being comparable to Da Ci'en Temple.

The Daci'en Temple has a profound heritage, and the means to deal with the enemy are beyond ordinary people's imagination. Among them, the Fu Mo Temple is the most extreme. It integrates the Buddhist martial arts and the Mozong martial arts, and integrates the strengths of the two, thereby suppressing the Mozong.

But Buddhist martial arts and Mozong martial arts are inherently opposed, and if you want to gather the strengths of the two, you will definitely be repelled. This is an extreme opposition that cannot be reconciled, just like water and fire.

Therefore, Fu Mo Temple's martial arts are powerful, but there are endless troubles. One is going crazy, and the other is short lifespan. None of them can live longer than a hundred years.

And the existence of Fumo Temple is secret and secret. If it wasn't for Xuankong City, Tianyue Temple wouldn't know about it, even the disciples in Daci'en Temple wouldn't know about it. Only the abbot and several core elders would know about it.

She took another look at Chu Li.

Although Monk Dingru is strong in martial arts, he is still young and has not yet entered the temple. He cannot become a core elder. Why do he know about Fumo Temple?

There is only one explanation, he became the master of Fumo Temple.

The Temple of Fumo is usually sealed. Once the Demon Sect rises and the Temple of Fumo is opened, the current disciple with the strongest aptitude will become the master of the Temple of Fumo.

Insufficient aptitude, becoming the master of the Temple of Fumo, sacrificed in vain, and died without integrating the strengths of Buddha and demons. Only those with the strongest aptitude can hope to practice martial arts in the Temple of Fumo, and kill all directions.

Fumo Temple is the most powerful Vajra Sword in Daci'en Temple.

Chu Li said: "Don't look at me, I am indeed the Lord of Fumo Temple."

"Oh..." Song Jing shook her head and said, "Why are you doing this!"

She couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

Although she wanted to kill Chu Li and avenge her elder brother, she also knew that killing Chu Li was out of anger and untenable, but she had already made an oath at the beginning.

She didn't want to break her oath, so she could only kill Chu Li.

She secretly sighed that the monk would die in a hundred years, now that she couldn't kill him, there was no need to force her to do it, just wait for him to die.

Chu Li said: "Someone has to go to Fumo Temple. If I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell."

"I admire it." Song Jing shook her head and said, "The Temple of Fumo..."

Chu Li smiled and said, "Do you know what martial arts the masters of Fumo Palace used in the past?"

"It seems to be the crouching demon seal." Song Jing said.

Chu Li's eyes lit up and he showed a smile.

He suddenly realized that he wanted to go wrong.

In my mind, a Buddha and a demon formed the demon seal at the same time, and suddenly the strange breath poured into both hands from the mind, the left hand was the Buddha, and the right hand was the demon, forming the demon seal.

He lightly pressed Song Jing.

Song Jingsu's Bai Yingrun's right palm also lightly greeted her.

"Bang!" It exploded like thunder.

Song Jing flew straight upside down, her snow-white clothes fluttered in the air, she opened her mouth, and a bloody arrow shot out, her bright eyes widened in surprise when she landed.

Chu Li laughed out loud.

Song Jing took out the silk handkerchief in her sleeve, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, gave him a white look and said, "Congratulations!"

Chu Li stopped laughing and saluted: "Thank you very much!"

Song Jing said angrily: "Thank you, I didn't do anything!"

Chu Li sighed: "If you hadn't awakened me, I would still be at a loss. I finally figured it out. How can I thank you for waking up the dreamer."

Song Jing said: "Can I deal with Li Feiyu now?"

She was secretly startled.

As expected of the new Lord of Fu Mo Temple, this Fu Mo Seal is really strange, this is the real Fu Mo Seal, it is incomparable compared to what he used back then.

The domineering aura is still circulating in her body, destroying her internal organs. Fortunately, she is one with the aura of heaven and earth, and one with the sea water. Water can moisten and regenerate all things, so it has been nourishing and repairing her internal organs, and the injury is slowly aggravating .

Chu Li sighed and shook his head: "Unless you can kill with one blow, otherwise..."

It stands to reason that one-hit kills would be done with the god-binding plate, and then the god-killing arrow, but now that he had the jade pendant, he knew that the god-binding plate was not completely effective.

More importantly, I don't know how many treasures Li Feiyu has, and I dare not say that the god-binding coil is useful, and there may be restraints.

Song Jing said: "Is there nothing you can do? Your blow is enough."

Chu Li shook his head.

He was not sure, one blow could not be fatal, Li Feiyu could use treasures to suppress or even threaten the lives of the two of them, killing Li Feiyu was a terrible thing, even if he had now comprehended the martial arts of Fumo Temple.

Song Jing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and snorted, "Your crouching demon seal is stronger than imagined."

She finally couldn't suppress this strange breath, and the injuries to her internal organs became worse.

Chu Li looked at her in surprise, pressed her back, and withdrew the strength of the crouching demon seal.

Song Jing said: "He will definitely not be able to bear it."

As soon as Fu Moyin withdrew her strength, her body quickly recovered.

Chu Li pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Wait a minute,...give me the remaining two Jiuyang beads."

Song Jing didn't ask much, and threw two red beads to him directly.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly: "I need to practice the Blood Yang Divine Skill first, and the power of the crouching demon seal will be even stronger."

"It makes sense." Song Jing nodded.

Since it is the refinement of the two sects, it is natural that the deeper the two sects of martial arts are practiced, the better. He has practiced Buddhist martial arts deeply enough, and because the time of the Mo sect is still short, his cultivation level must not be enough.

Chu Li performed Tianyue Temple's secret technique, and raised his head after a while: "I found it!...Let's go!"

The two disappeared in a flash, and the next moment they appeared in a remote small village. Two middle-aged men were standing on the treetops looking down at the small village with the smoky twilight.

The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs, the cries of children, and the shouting and cursing of adults are really lively.

Chu Li and Song Jing appeared on the top of a mountain, looked down at the entire small village, and saw two middle-aged men in black robes on the woods, Song Jing pointed.

Chu Li nodded.

"What are they going to do?" Song Jing frowned.

Only two people could hear her voice, and the howling wind could not blow away her voice.

Chu Li said: "Refining Jiuyang Pearl!"

"Damn it!" Song Jing said coldly with an ugly face.

Chu Li sighed: "That's how the Jiuyang Pearl came about."

Song Jing said: "Everyone from the Blood Yang Sect deserves to die!"

Chu Li nodded slowly, otherwise he would not have been wiped out by the sects.

"They probably don't have the jade talisman, so keep alive!" Chu Li said.

He felt that the cultivation bases of the two middle-aged people in Xuanpao were tyrannical, and they should have surpassed the eighth level of Blood Yang Divine Art, and they might be able to obtain a higher level of mind.

The Blood Yang Divine Art is rare, and the rest of the Demon Sect's martial arts are even more rare, otherwise Fumo Temple wouldn't only have the eighth level of mind.

"Understood." Song Jing nodded lightly.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash, and the next moment appeared behind the two middle-aged men in black robes, and the god-binding disk was activated at the same time.

The two of them froze, and Song Jing shot at the same time as him, instantly sealing their acupoints.

"Bang!" Two rounds of red sun suddenly appeared, and the two of them recovered, but failed to seal the acupoints.

Chu Li snorted secretly, forming a seal with both hands, and the crouching demon seal had already been struck.

"Bang!" One person flew out backwards.

"Bang!" The other person also flew upside down, and Song Jing lightly printed her palm on this person's back.

While they were spraying blood in the air, two Jiuyang beads were thrown out.