"Is the supreme monk really that powerful?" Li Ruolan said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The patrol envoy's martial arts are not too strong, and he dares to walk the world, because the patrol envoy will have a miraculous skill, and after urging the Great Light Secret, he will urge this miracle skill, and the escape speed is extremely fast, and almost no one can catch up.

However, this skill also has shortcomings, sometimes it is too late to use, and it has been seriously injured, like the last time Senior Brother Ji was on a trip to the big season, and this technique will be greatly injured when it is used, and it will take a year and a half to recover.

If you know in advance how powerful the supreme monk is, once you encounter it, you will directly urge this technique, and the supreme monk will be helpless to do anything about himself.

Chu Li sighed: "He can avoid my flying knife." ”

Li Ruolan frowned.

Senior Brother Zhao's own cultivation is not top-notch, and now he has not recovered, all relying on the Bright Knife to run rampant, once the Bright Knife is restrained, it is equivalent to taking away his sharpest weapon, like a toothless tiger.

Chu Li said: "There is no invincible martial arts in the world, and the same is true for the Bright Sword. ”

"Then you really have to be careful. Li Ruolan solemnly instructed.

Chu Li smiled: "I don't only have the Bright Knife. ”

Li Ruolan shook her head.

He is now weak in cultivation, and without the Bright Sword, he is not as good as himself, and it is really a fluke that he can escape from the hands of the supreme monk!

Thinking of this, she was a little afraid: "Hurry up and resume your cultivation!"

Chu Li nodded.

The two passed through the north gate side by side, along the lively central avenue, and came to the castle guard mansion in the center of the city.

Li Ruolan flashed her waist card and was soon taken to the hall by the foreign manager.

Someone in the hall was talking, it was Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun.

"Who's out there, come in. A gentle voice came from inside.

Chu Li's mind had already shown the situation in the hall.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the chair of the Taishi in the north, with gray hair, not tall but burly, thick and heavy, not handsome in appearance, rough and attractive, laughing.

Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun were sitting in the Taishi chair under him, laughing together.

Li Ruolan and Chu Li entered the hall.

When Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun saw the two, they stood up in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhao, you're back!"

Chu Li clenched his fists.

Li Ruolan bowed: "I've seen Lord Motan." ”

"Hehe, Ruolan, you have worked hard this time, and the elixir is waiting for you here. The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Chu Li: "This is Zhao Dahe?"

Li Ruolan turned her head to look at Chu Li, and made a look: "This is Mo Qianjun, Mo Tan Master, Mo Cuicui's father." ”

Chu Li clenched his fists calmly as usual: "I've seen Lord Motan!"

"Haha, Zhao Dahe, we can be regarded as a narrow road!" Mo Qianjun laughed and said: "You killed Qingqing, I found someone to plot against you, it can be regarded as a level, if you don't fight, you don't know each other!"

Chu Li hugged his fists and saluted, his face expressionless.

Mo Qianjun's cultivation is profound, and he is even better than Fang Qingyang.

If he had doubts before he joined the sect, he now understands that it really takes luck to become a Dharma King, and that martial arts are the basics, and that there must be enough merit.

Mo Qianjun is like this, his cultivation is not enough, but he can't be promoted to the Dharma King, even if his martial arts are stronger than Fang Qingyang, it's useless.

The Bright Holy Sect pays attention to the application of the world, the stronger the martial arts, the greater the things to do, the greater the merits, there are only strong martial arts, and if you don't go out to do things, you can only be an ordinary disciple.

Those who can ascend to the altar master are all people who are proficient in world affairs and have clever means, and it stands to reason that with enough cultivation, it is natural to become the Dharma King, and Mo Qianjun was unlucky and was stuck.

He must have come to Luoqiu City to make meritorious contributions and impact the throne of the Dharma King.

Chu Li saw through what he was thinking, but he was more vigilant in his heart, and he was able to restrain his hatred and greet him with a smile, this kind of guy had to be careful.

Zhou Jinchun said: "Lord Motan, if it weren't for Senior Brother Zhao's help this time, we wouldn't be able to come, there are masters in Que Dao Palace and Haicang Mountain to stop us, and in the end, even the masters of the Wheel Temple have been dispatched, and they really can afford to look down on us!"

Mo Qianjun frowned and said, "Wheel Temple?"

"Yes. Zhou Jinchun shook his head and said: "This red-robed monk is not easy to mess with, that little flywheel is too scary, I almost had my head cut off, thanks to Senior Brother Zhao's rescue, Senior Brother Zhao entangled him behind, we can rush over!"

"Which monk?" Mo Qianjun looked at Chu Li.

Li Ruolan said: "Perfection." ”

Mo Qianjun's face was gloomy: "Best!"

His face quickly stiffened, like iron and stone, and was bluish and extremely ugly.

"Lord Mo Tan knows about this supreme good monk?" Zhou Jinchun said: "Have you ever fought it!"

"Hey, Zhishan!" Mo Qianjun shook his head.

Li Ruolan winked and motioned to Zhou Jinchun not to ask again.

Zhou Jinchun hurriedly said: "Lord Motan, the elixir has been delivered, let's go back to resume our lives, what can Lord Mo Tan explain?"

"Since you're here, don't rush back. Mo Qianjun's face quickly returned to normal, and he smiled again: "It's not too late to rest for two days and then leave!"

"The staff in the church is tight, and I'm afraid there will be tasks coming down. Zhou Jinchun said.

Mo Qianjun said: "It's not bad for these two days, I want to treat you well, you are really timely and have helped us a lot!"

Li Ruolan said: "Lord Motan, what is the situation in Luoqiu City?"

"It's fine. Mo Qianjun said with a smile: "I am here with Senior Sister Lu, and the other three sects have a few masters." ”

"They didn't dismantle the stage, did they?" Li Ruolan frowned.

Mo Qianjun said with a smile: "When is it, how dare you dismantle the stage!"

"That's good. Li Ruolan chucked her head lightly: "Why didn't you see Senior Sister Lu?"

"She's a little bit hurt. Mo Qianjun shook his head and smiled: "You go and see her, in the backyard." ”

He raised his voice and said, "Someone!"

A young girl in a green shirt came in: "Altar master." ”

"Take them to meet Senior Sister Lu. ”

"Yes. ”

The girl in the green shirt left with the four of them.

Mo Qianjun stared at Chu Li's back, thoughtful.

Chu Li felt his gaze, and his killing intent was restrained, if he hadn't felt it keenly, he really wouldn't have felt this trace of killing intent.

He turned his head to look at Mo Qianjun.

Mo Qianjun smiled and nodded.

Chu Li had a cold face, turned his head and followed everyone out.

Mo Qianjun's smile has always been maintained, and it has not disappeared because Chu Li disappeared.

Walking on the stone-paved path, surrounded by lush flowers and trees, Zhou Jinchun said excitedly: "I can finally see Senior Sister Landing!"

Ji Xin snorted: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you really like Senior Sister Lu?"

"Of course!" Zhou Jinchun said, "There are a few people in our sect who don't like Senior Sister Lu!"

Ji Xin shook his head, incomprehensible.

Although Senior Sister Lu is not inferior to Senior Sister Li, she is irritable, strong and domineering, which is completely opposite to her well-behaved and lovely appearance, and she does not have the feeling of being gentle as water, which is worth liking!

The four of them followed the girl in green shirts across the two courtyards and came to a delicate and elegant courtyard.

A few green bamboos are sparse and bright at the root of the west wall, and the center of the courtyard is a flower garden, and there is a low couch in the center of the flower garden.

A delicate and well-behaved girl was sitting on the couch, her face pale without a trace of blood, looking at the blooming flowers in a daze.

"Senior Sister Lu, where is your arm!" Zhou Jinchun stepped into the courtyard and shouted in a lost voice.

The girl's left arm was empty, and it had been cut off shoulder-high. (To be continued.) )