Chapter 33

Zhao Yingyu's face tensed up, she frowned at the gravel, and looked at Chu Li worriedly: "Brother, are they in danger?"

Chu Li shook his head.

He had already seen it through the big round mirror. One hundred and fifty women were all intact, sitting in the hall with lowered eyebrows and palms together, chanting scriptures.

He saw an old monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, with ring scars on his head, a burly figure, with a snub nose and tiger eyes, sitting opposite the women, chanting sutras with his lips moving.

Through the big round mirror, he saw that the old monk's meridians were shining, he was a congenital master, and his internal strength was deep, better than himself, and he was a formidable enemy.

"Is that expert in there?" Zhao Ying asked hurriedly.

Chu Li nodded.

Zhao Ying frowned: "It's not bad for them, is it?"

"It's okay now, let's go, let's go in." Chu Li stepped into the cave, then into the valley, and came to Tiger Village.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like sword lights, and the cold air was threatening. He glanced at the women, then floated out of the hall, came to the foot of the mountain, and looked up at Chu Li.

Chu Li stood halfway up and looked at him, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know who the monk is? Why did you break into this place?"

"The poor monk is Fashan." The old monk Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name, and stared at Chu Li coldly: "I don't know where the two benefactors came from?"

Chu Li said: "The guards in Xiayi State's mansion occasionally pass by here, and there are bandits running rampant. We can only get rid of them for Tian Xingdao and leave these women behind."

Knowing the identity of this Fashan, he pulled out the banner of Yiguo Duke's Mansion.

"The tiger village was destroyed by the benefactor?" Fashan's eyes flashed, and his light was as bright as lightning.

Chu Li nodded: "Not bad."

"The benefactor is young and has such martial arts. The poor monk admires it!" Fa Shan said slowly: "The poor monk came here this time to persuade them to abandon evil and do good, and put down the butcher knife, but unfortunately it has been wiped out, and it is a step too late. , What a pity, what a pity!"

Chu Li smiled: "The monks have worked so hard, but it's a pity that they don't have the blessing to bear it."

"The benefactor, you should give them the opportunity to put down the butcher's knife, abandon evil and do good."

"The monk's words are wrong. If you give them a chance, will they give the person they killed a chance? It's so vicious, it's beyond the laws of heaven!"

"Amitabha Buddha, the cycle of cause and effect, the six paths of reincarnation, everything that has an effect must have a cause."

"What does the monk mean to say that those who died deserve to die?...Then they are also doomed to die. The so-called murderers will always be killed!"

Zhao Ying hummed: "This monk, please step aside, we want to meet those sisters."

Fa Shanhe smiled: "All the female benefactors have devoted their hearts to the Buddha and escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Congratulations."

"I want to talk to them." Zhao Ying said.

"Please——!" Monk Fashan tossed his robe, and moved sideways to get out of the way.

Chu Li and Zhao Ying fluttered down and passed by Fashan. Chu Li looked relaxed, but secretly concentrated, ready for his attack at any time.

This old monk was not kind, he belonged to Daleiyin Temple, the head of the four sects in the world, known as the number one in the world, no one would dare to provoke him.

Chu Li was very afraid of Daleiyin Temple, even if he moved out of the Duke's Mansion.

The three of them came to the hall with fluttering feet. One hundred and fifty women were sitting on the futons, chanting scriptures in a low voice, solemn and solemn. Zhao Ying unconsciously lightened her steps.

Chu Li coughed lightly, breaking the solemnity of the hall.

The girls raised their heads and immediately showed joy.

Zhao Ying also smiled and waved at them: "Sisters, I'm here to pick you up."

An older woman stood up: "Sister Zhao, where are you going?"

"Brother bought a house in Chongming City, everyone can live there, and will open a restaurant in the future, sisters can earn money to support themselves."

The girls showed hesitation.

Zhao Ying said with a smile: "Brother said, sisters have to support themselves, earn money to support themselves, or stay in the house and serve as servants for the brother, or go to the restaurant to help, anyway, they can't be idlers."

The girls nodded. They would rather work to support themselves. It is a very painful thing to be idle. Working can make them less cranky.

"Sister Zhao, if there is anything you want to keep?"

"It's not safe here. Someone will come here at any time, just like this Master Fashan, didn't he come here?... Fortunately, Master Fashan is not a bad person, otherwise, the sisters will be in danger this time."

"Benefactor Zhao, these female benefactors have all converted to my Buddha, and the poor monk will send them to a nunnery to practice in order to forgive the sins of this life." Fa Shanhe smiled and said.

Zhao Ying was taken aback: "Convert?"

Fashan smiled and said, "Exactly, they have been influenced by the Buddha's teachings and have sincerely devoted themselves to the Buddha."

"Not necessarily?" Zhao Ying frowned, and glanced at the girls, who looked at her helplessly.

Zhao Ying dragged the standing woman out of the hall and whispered.

She lowered her voice and glanced at Fashan in the hall: "Sister Zhang, what's going on?"

The woman's name was Zhang Fu, she had a gentle temperament, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "This master is an eminent monk of Daleiyin Temple, with profound Dharma, we think what he said is reasonable, the fate in this life is not good, we should cultivate in the next life."

Zhao Ying said disapprovingly: "Go to Chongming City to start a new life, Sister Zhang, we still have a long life in the future!"

"Sister Zhao, we are all broken flowers and willows, and we are doomed to have no future."

"Nonsense, senior brother and I won't ignore everyone, in fact we are the guards of the Duke's Mansion!"

"Duke Yiguo's Mansion?" Zhang Fu was surprised.

Zhao Ying nodded slowly: "So you don't need to worry, senior brother and I can take good care of you!"

Zhang Fu looked her up and down, Zhao Ying smiled lightly: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"I didn't expect you to be from the Duke's Mansion!" Zhang Fu shook her head and sighed, "If you know, you don't have to worry about it!"

In the eyes of outsiders, the Duke's Mansion has a high position and authority, and it can be described as a top existence. It is really nothing to be afraid of being able to climb up the relationship with the Duke's Mansion.

"Sister Zhang, go and persuade everyone. You can live a good life, but why bother to become a nun, and live a lively life!"

"Well, I will persuade you guys."

The two said a few words, and then returned to the hall. Zhang Fu whispered to the girls. The girls looked at Chu Li and Zhao Ying in amazement, showing excitement.

Fashan's face was gloomy, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, shook his head and sighed: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but if you turn your head and see the shore, you female benefactors are obsessed with obsession, it's really sad and lamentable!"

Chu Li smiled and said: "Monk, you need to be sincere to the Buddha, and you can't force it."

"Chu benefactor, did the owner of Tiger Village die at your hands?"

"good!"

"What martial arts did he use?"

"Forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant, I didn't recognize it."

"He is a traitor to our temple!"

"oh--?"

"Although he is a traitor, he is a disciple of this temple after all. He still has martial arts. The benefactor Chu can kill him. The poor monk wants to learn the martial arts of the benefactor."

Chu Li smiled: "Could it be that the monk wants to avenge him?"

"Chu benefactor's words are wrong!" Fashan shook his head and said, "The poor monk came here to take care of this traitor. He has already given his head, and the poor monk can never return empty-handed."

"What does the monk mean?" Chu Li smiled: "Could it be that you can punish the traitors in your temple, but others can't, right?"

"Amitabha..." Fa Shan said so.

Chu Li sneered: "What a domineering Daleiyin Temple!"

"Benefactor Chu, this rule is not unique to our temple, it is the same for all sects!" Fashan said in a deep voice.

"The monk wants to take my life?"

"It shouldn't be like this!" Fashan shook his head and said, "He is a traitor, and he deserves to die. As long as the benefactor Chu wins against the poor monk, all grievances and grievances will be wiped out."

"What if you can't win?"

"Just one arm is enough!"

"Interesting!" Chu Li laughed: "What a big Leiyin Temple, that's all, please!"

"Please——!" Fashan paid a tithe: "Please benefactor Chu, please do your best, and don't make mistakes!"

"Hehe..." Chu Li let out a long laugh, and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Zhao Ying frowned when she heard that, stared at Fa Shan coldly, and snorted, "You're still a monk, hypocrisy!"

Chu Li shook his head.

Under Da Yuanjing's wisdom, he can see through the opponent's thoughts. This old monk is a vicious guy. He said it was an arm, but he actually wanted to kill himself. If he loses, he will definitely die!

Looking at the appearance of a school of Buddhist eminent monks, but so cunning, Buddhism really can't erase their personalities.

"Offended!" Chu Li yelled softly, drew his sword and stabbed.

"Ding..." The palm intersected with the long sword, the long sword swung away, and a cold internal force penetrated along the long sword into the palm and towards the heart.

Chu Li found that the first layer of the Bihai Wuliang Gong couldn't stop it, so he hurriedly stacked it up, and the double stacking was able to block the internal force that drilled into his heart.

Such insidious palm strength, once it hits the heart, life may be in danger.

He staggered back two steps, his face flushed, and Bihai Wulianggong continued to stack up, barely stabbing a sword.

Fashan smiled and took another palm.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Fashan stepped back with his eyes wide open.

Desperately dispelling the internal force that came in, he was deceived by Chu Li, thinking that Chu Li was at the end of his game, but he didn't expect Chu Li's internal force to be so tyrannical.

Chu Li followed closely, stabbing his shoulder with a sword.

"Ding..." There was a sound like metal and iron, but the long sword failed to penetrate.

Chu Li raised his brows, King Kong saves calamity!