Chapter 924: Enemy (Six More)
"Bang!" Chu Li felt as if he had hit Bai Ge, and his punch had been thrown aside, as if hitting a slippery mossy stone.
Monk Zhishan took two steps back and looked at Chu Li solemnly.
The boxing strength in his body is fierce and domineering, from rigidity to yang, and when the energy is used to dissolve it, the boxing strength suddenly turns into yin and softness, which makes his internal strength empty. Jin turns into Zhigang Zhiyang again.
"Pfft!" Monk Zhishan spat out a mouthful of blood, turned the wound into blood and spit it out, and his body was fine.
Chu Li exclaimed: "What a Ksitigarbha Runner Sutra!"
"Benefactor Zhao also knows the Ksitigarbha's Sutra of Running the Wheel!" Monk Zhishan said in a deep voice.
Chu Li nodded: "Not bad!"
"The Ksitigarbha-Running Sutra of our temple is never passed on to the outside world!" The Zhishan monk looked at him seriously: "The Dharma is not passed on to the six ears, and those who have obtained the Ksitigarbha-Running Sutra without empowerment are the great enemies of the Zhuanlun Temple, poor monks I want to abolish your Ksitigarbha-running scriptures, Lord Zhao!"
Chu Li laughed and said: "Only you are allowed to practice in Zhuanlun Temple, others are not allowed to practice, so you can abolish it if you want?"
"Not bad!" Zhishan monk said in a deep voice.
Chu Li smiled: "The Ksitigarbha Runner Sutra can restore cultivation, so what's the use of abolishing it?"
The Zhishan monk showed a smile: "When the person is gone, the Ksitigarbha Runner Sutra will be abolished naturally!"
Chu Li laughed, turned around and left, and disappeared in front of the Zhishan monk in the blink of an eye. He was extremely fast, even if his cultivation was not enough, he was faster than the Zhishan monk.
"Namo Amitabha..." The supreme monk floated up to catch up.
Chu Li sprinted along the top of the mountain like an arrow from a string, rushed directly out of the cliff and into the air.
Monk Zhishan followed behind him without thinking, and rushed out too.
Chu Li and him fell straight down like two stones, the speed getting faster and faster.
Chu Li suddenly shot out with a knife.
"Ding..." Monk Zhishan poked out a moon wheel from his sleeve, blocking the flying knife.
Chu Li frowned. This supremely good monk is far more mentally powerful than ordinary people. He should have some kind of secret technique that can detect flying knives in advance, similar to returning to the clan in all phenomena.
Chu Li raised his breath, his figure suddenly slowed down, and when he reached the top of the Zhishan monk, he shot out again.
"Ding..." The Zhishan monk's moon wheel stopped again, and the falling speed accelerated.
Chu Li suddenly took a deep breath, imitating the breathing technique of the spirit crane, and waved his palms violently, like a spirit crane spreading its wings, his body suddenly froze, stopped in mid-air, and flapped twice, his body went up like a spirit crane flying into the air fly up.
He had seen many spirit cranes taking off on Linghe Peak, and would imitate them occasionally, so he got this inspiration, which happened to be useful at this time.
The Zhishan monk fell faster and faster. He looked up and saw that Chu Li was flying upwards. He took a deep breath, and his wide monk robe suddenly bulged like an inflated ball.
This has reached the extreme, it is impossible to fly up, it is far away from the cliff, and there are empty and helpless places around.
The masters of Tianwaitian also need to borrow strength to perform lightness kung fu, and there is no way to do it if they can't borrow strength.
Monk Zhishan clasped his palms together, a moon wheel fell from his sleeve, he bent his leg and kicked violently on the moon wheel.
The moon wheel flew obliquely, and he shot towards the moss-covered cliff.
"Bang" hit the cliff with a palm, and then shot it obliquely upwards. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the moon wheel got into his wide sleeve again.
When he shot to the cliff, "chi chi" two small stones were shot.
He had been prepared for a long time, with two moon wheels lying in front of him, one blocking his throat and the other blocking his heart, he happened to hit a stone, and his body flew off the cliff again and fell.
Chu Li kept shooting small stones with his fingers.
The small pebbles are imbued with incomparable power and speed, the monk Zhishan cannot dodge it, he is in the air and can only be blocked by the moon wheel.
The mysterious manifestation of the Ksitigarbha-Turning Wheel Sutra, he borrowed the original power of the small stone, turned the vertical force into a horizontal force, shot his body flatly towards the cliff, and then slapped his palm on the cliff, and then went up again.
Chu Li took the pebbles and continued to throw them down. Monk Zhishan kept going up, over and over again, and I don't know how many times he went up and down.
Both of them seem to be on the edge of a dead end, one insists on going up, and the other insists on fighting down.
When the Zhishan monk went up to the top of the mountain for the last time, the surroundings were empty and silent, and there was no trace of Chu Li.
Monk Zhishan frowned.
He suddenly smiled in the direction of Luoqiu City, He Shi uttered the Buddha's name, turned and left, the red monk robe fluttering.
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When the three of Li Ruolan and the others arrived at the north gate outside Luoqiu City, it was already sunset and the dusk was heavy.
The three of them stopped and turned to look back.
"Can Junior Brother Zhao come back?" Zhou Jinchun frowned.
The faces of the three were heavy.
Zhuanlun Temple is not the other sects, the martial arts of the Zhishan monk must be amazing, I am afraid that Junior Brother Zhao will be in danger!
With this concern, they barely spoke along the way.
Li Ruolan said: "Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Ji, you go ahead and deliver the elixir, and deliver the errand, I'll wait for him here."
"...That's fine." Zhou Jinchun sighed, "Let's go and deliver the elixir first, and then come over and wait for him with you."
"Okay!" Li Ruolan nodded.
The two turned their heads to look at the direction of the official road again. The forest was dense, but there was no figure of Chu Li. They turned and entered Luoqiu City.
Li Ruolan stood beside the road and looked towards the direction of the official road.
She covered her face with a white veil, her big charming eyes were touching, and her graceful figure attracted the attention of people around her.
Li Ruolan turned a blind eye to them, ignored their eyes, just stared at the end of the official path, eagerly hoping to see that familiar shadow in the next moment.
As the twilight deepened and the surrounding light dimmed, her heart sank more and more.
The monk of Zhuanlun Temple is a top expert. I don’t know if there is any powerful means. Will Zhao Dahe be tricked? The opponent of the supreme monk.
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.
The twilight is getting thicker and thicker, and the surroundings can't be seen too far away. If a normal person can't see clearly the figure at the end of the official path, she has deep internal strength, and the twilight can't stop her gaze.
But after so long, she felt more and more ominous.
"Aren't you here yet?" Ji Xin suddenly appeared beside her.
Li Ruolan shook her head.
"Could it be entering the city from the other side?" Ji Xin said: "He wants to get rid of Monk Zhishan, I'm afraid there will be a detour, let's wait in the city."
"I'll wait and see." Li Ruolan said.
Ji Xin frowned and said, "Junior Sister Li, you are very concerned about Junior Brother Zhao."
Li Ruolan glanced at him: "What does Senior Brother Ji mean by this?...Why doesn't he pay any attention to it for us?"
"That's not what I meant." Ji Xin said hurriedly.
Li Ruolan waved her hand and said, "Senior Brother Ji, go in first, I'll just wait here."
Seeing her cold gaze, Ji Xin was also angry, and turned to leave with her fists in her arms.
Li Ruolan let out a long breath, feeling troubled in her heart.
Brother Ji is usually nice, but sometimes she really can't agree.
"Go into the city." Chu Li's voice sounded suddenly, and he appeared in front of Li Ruolan.
Li Ruolan hurriedly turned her head to look at him up and down.
"I'm not injured." Chu Li said carelessly: "Monk Zhishan is a difficult guy, I hope you don't run into it, Senior Sister!"
According to his estimate, Li Ruolan and the others would have a bad luck if they met the Zhishan monk.