Chapter 2824 Merits (Two More)

Chu Li's face was ugly, and he felt something bad.

The fixed monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, maybe these few people are in a hurry."

Chu Li sighed: "I'm afraid it's too late, forget it, try it first, and call them back immediately."

"Okay!" The qualitative monk knew from his face that the matter was of great importance, and it was not appropriate to delay, so he nodded and agreed without hesitation, let's do it first.

He left in a hurry, leaving Chu Li with a sullen expression, thoughtful.

Chu Li felt more and more that something was wrong, he might have been murdered.

After a while, the fixed monk came back in a hurry, and asked in a deep voice: "Junior brother, what's going on?"

Chu Li said: "I have killed many masters of the Blood Yang Sect, Zhang Changhuai will definitely take revenge, and as far as I know, he will not take revenge overnight, and he will act soon, maybe he has already acted."

"Zhang Changhuai?" The qualitative monk frowned.

Chu Li nodded: "Sect Master of the Blood Yang Sect."

"The suzerain of the Blood Yang Sect is actually Zhang Changhuai, who is so sacred?" The fixed monk frowned and thought, he had never heard of this person.

Logically speaking, there is no instant master in the world, even if you get an adventure, it takes time to accumulate, and there is no good thing that you can get something for nothing.

But it was indeed the first time I heard this name, and it was really weird.

Chu Li put his hands behind his back, showing anxiety.

"It's not that fast, junior brother is at ease." The fixed monk comforted.

"I hope so." Chu Li sighed and calmed down.

Each has his own destiny, and he is not the savior, as long as he can do his best and have a clear conscience.

The fixed monk was flustered by his face, feeling inexplicable anxiety, and hurried away.

Chu Li shook his head and began to reflect on himself.

Did he do it right this time, did he make mistakes, can he improve, and do better next time?

Every time he acts, he often has to reflect on it in this way, and if there is something to change, then there is no encouragement, which is good for the growth of wisdom.

But there is a harm in this kind of introspection, which often hurts one's confidence, makes one feel more and more guilty, and feels more and more stupid.

He is full of confidence, and his talents become more and more refined.

This time he gained a lot, the biggest thing is that he integrated all the Buddhist miraculous skills into one, and advanced to a higher level, and he could use merit to promote the advancement of the level.

This is not helpful for breaking his obstacles to progress. With the accumulation of merit, he will become stronger and stronger. It is not a dream to be number one in the world.

Even if his lifespan is limited, he is not disappointed, because the same changes have taken place in the void of his mind in the outer sky.

The souls of the two are in the same body, and the mind is empty, and the changes here are happening in the outer world below at the same time.

It can be seen from this that the inheritance of Fumo Temple is powerful.

At the beginning, he was hesitant and skeptical, thinking that the inheritance of Fu Mo Temple was inexplicable and incomprehensible, but now he discovered that Fu Mo Yin is the real power.

Footsteps sounded hastily.

The fixed monk opened the door and came in with an ugly expression on his face.

Chu Li looked up at him.

"Junior Brother, something is wrong, the six Master and Uncle Huiming have already passed away!" Said the qualitative monk.

Chu Li frowned: "Go to heaven at the same time?"

The fixed monk nodded slowly: "They were not together, but they died almost at the same time. It's weird!"

Chu Li said: "Where are the personal belongings of the six senior brothers?"

"Bring it!" Monk Dingding took out a string of Buddhist beads from his pocket and handed it to him: "This is from Uncle Huiming."

Chu Li took it over, stared at it carefully, then sensed it again, shook his head and said, "There is nothing unusual, it seems that he was indeed killed by the Blood Yang Sect!"

With his current cultivation level, the Dayuan Xuankong Mirror can illuminate everything, and he can't see anything through this string of Buddhist beads, everything is covered.

There is only one kind of strange situation like this, there is an expert blocking it, or it is the hands of the devil's sect, and he has a faint feeling that makes him conclude that it is the hands of the devil's sect.

The hands of the Mozong are naturally the same as the Blood Yangzong.

"Is it the Blood Yang Sect?" the qualitative monk said.

Chu Li nodded slowly and said, "Eight or nine is not far from ten!"

"Damn it!" The qualitative monk slapped the stone table bitterly, leaving a clear palm print: "We must avenge this."

Chu Li said: "Whether they kill our Da Ci'en Temple disciples or not, I will kill them, revenge will not last overnight!"

He disappeared as soon as he spoke, and came out the next moment, with more than twenty Jiuyang beads already in his hand.

Chu Li performed the secret technique, then nodded solemnly, and indeed found them.

He paid a tithe: "Brother Determining, leave this matter to me... The Blood Yang Sect has already grown and is no match for it."

"Junior brother, you can't handle this matter alone." The fixed monk frowned.

He felt that Da Ci'en Temple dragged Dingru's junior brother down. This really shouldn't be done by Da Ci'en Temple. Da Ci'en Temple should allow disciples to rely on, not let disciples sacrifice.

Chu Li shook his head with a smile and said no more.

Seeing him like this, the fixed monk could only shut up in despair.

Chu Li didn't want the top masters of the Da Ci'en Temple to be dispatched, but he had selfish intentions. It was for the sake of merit. Every time a master of the Blood Yang Sect kills one, he will get a lot of merit. If he kills ten masters of the Blood Yang Sect, he will be able to gain a lot Merit.

And there are countless masters in the Blood Yang Sect. It is best to leave it to yourself to kill one or less, and now it is easy to kill with one's own ability.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in front of a monastery.

This monastery is just a main hall, and the remaining few Buddhist monasteries are a very small monastery, but they are located in a bustling city.

It is extraordinary to be able to build a temple in such a prosperous city.

But at this time, the temple was covered with blood, and there were nine old men in gray robes floating around, quickly searching every inch of the hall.

They seemed to be looking for something. There were ten corpses in the hall, all dressed in monk robes, with angry expressions.

Chu Li suddenly appeared here, seeing such a situation, he shot without hesitation.

As soon as the god-binding disk was activated, before they could react, the Time Divine Sword turned into a white light and passed over their necks.

Nine heads flew up, and the blood column soared into the sky.

Chu Li glanced around calmly, looked at the ten monks on the ground, paid tithes, and then stood aside silently.

After about a cup of tea, nine gray-robed old men suddenly appeared and rushed directly to Chu Li, and then nine more appeared again.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Chu Li's mouth. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly and catch so many masters of the Blood Yang Sect.

As soon as they came up, they wanted to do it, but found that they couldn't move.

Just as Chu Li was about to wield the Divine Sword of Time, he suddenly noticed an abnormality and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"Boom!" A loud noise razed the temple to the ground.

Chu Li appeared in the void the next moment and looked down.

He didn't expect that these guys really found a way to restrain the god-binding plate, but the god-binding plate failed, and ten nine-yang beads were thrown.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his figure disappeared again in a flash.

The next moment, where he was, a red light shot past, almost piercing through the void, and caught up with him directly.

Chu Li's figure flickered a few times, and he kept dodging the red light, but he couldn't dodge it. The red light was like a maggot attached to the bone, and he kept chasing after him.

Chu Li finally gritted his teeth, returned the sword to the sheath, and slapped the red light with the seals of his palms.

"Hey!" The red light pierced through his right palm and landed on his chest.

Several rays of light glowed on the chest, and disappeared one by one.

But in the end there are still two.

PS: The update is complete.