A strong murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, and all the people in the city who had a little cultivation felt their scalps tingle, and their hearts were extremely frightened, and they were far away from the Han Mansion, for fear of suffering an unwarranted disaster. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the nine-fold Accord in the house, nine fierce catchers are meticulously guarding the door with knives.

On the top of the pavilion, Han Li stood proudly, a pair of sword eyes traversing the space, overlooking the mountain dozens of miles away. There is a splendid temple located.

"Bell"

The melodious bell rang out, and a few wisps of cyan smoke rose from the Lanruo Temple.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, like two divine lights.

The rich Buddha power above Lanruo Temple is agitated, extremely heavy, suppressing the Quartet, and a Zen chant resounding through the world, but at this moment, this thick Buddha gas is mixed with a dark demonic energy, turning into a strange beast roaring, evil ghosts howling, constantly resisting the purification of Buddhism.

"It seems that this is it!" Han Li retracted his gaze, he had already guessed the matter correctly in his heart, if it was as expected, this demonic aura was the cause of Lan Ruo's annihilation of the temple.

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In the Lanruo Temple, the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The huge gilded giant Buddha is smiling, lifting it flat with one hand and pinching flowers with the other. A few wisps of green incense lingered. The old monk is sitting cross-legged on the futon, chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha. His face was solemn, his brow furrowed, and his eyes flashed with struggle from time to time, as if he was doing some difficult determination.

"Tell the abbot, today there are suddenly many six-door catchers in the city, all of them are murderous, and their strength is unfathomable, but I don't know what is going on!" a warrior monk with a stick trotted into the hall and said to the old monk.

The old monk's solemn face suddenly showed a relieved smile, and the warrior monk looked at it inexplicably.

"Well, don't worry about them, just keep the monastery!" he said, closing his eyes and paying no more attention.

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The night was quiet and peaceful, and when the morning light rose the next day, Han Li suddenly led everyone to Lanruo Temple.

The sound of horses' hooves resounding through the sky, and the five hundred guards rushed out of Guobei County and rushed towards Lanruo Temple. Along the way, birds and beasts scattered, the earthquake trembled, and the distance of dozens of miles was only half an hour's work for the big-name Wujiang horse.

"Stay at the bottom of the mountain!"

"Yes, my lord!" the white tiger immediately led everyone to set up camp.

With a wave of Han Li's robe, he put his right hand around Xiang'er's willow waist, and stepped out ten zhang away, just like a land true immortal, and two breaths disappeared in everyone's eyes. This method is truly wonderful.

"Smack"

With a soft sound, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the gate of Lanruo Temple like ghosts.

The man wears a black black veil, handsome and extraordinary, with a four-foot long knife on his back, wearing a black python robe, embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs, and is extraordinary, while the woman is extremely beautiful, with a bun on her head, a goose-yellow long skirt, a smile on her face, and a pair of big water-cut autumn pupils.

The two warrior monks didn't know Han Li, but they knew Xiang'er, she often came to Lanruo Temple back then, although she hadn't seen her for a few years, she hadn't changed much.

The two entered the temple smoothly, and along the way, many warrior monks were on duty with ring sticks, and it seemed that something was about to happen.

"Master, how are you doing lately?" Passing through the front yard, there is the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and you can see the figure of the old monk in the distance.

With a hint of a smile in Han Li's eyes, the old monk was his master. It is also his only relative except for Xiang'er, and after a few years, he can't help but be a little excited and embarrassed to see him again.

The old monk turned around, his face flashed with a hint of joy, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Why do you have time to come back to see my master?"

"Isn't this thinking about you!" Xiang'er took over with a grin.

"The girl is still the same poor mouth!" the old monk was speechless.

Han Li smiled, "Master, has something happened to Lanruo Temple? ”

The old monk nodded, the smile on his face gradually dissipating, but when his gaze fell on Han Li's empty left arm, the essence in his eyes skyrocketed, and the momentum around him was riotous.

"What's the matter with your hand, who cut it off for you?" the old monk asked word by word, a wave of anger rose faintly in the Buddha's heart, which had not rippled for many years, Lanruo Temple was located in a remote area and rarely communicated with the outside world, so he still didn't know about Han Li's killing of the demon immortal. He still thought that Han Li's hand had been cut off by some enemy, and his proud disciple's left arm was gone, so how could he, the master, sit idly by.

A trace of warmth flowed through Han Li's heart, and he touched his nose with his right hand in embarrassment and said, "Master, let's change places and talk about it slowly!"

"Okay, then come with me!" The old monk turned around directly and left the Daxiong Treasure Hall with the two of them.

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Next to the lotus pond in the backyard, in the stone pavilion, the three people each sit on one side.

Han Li took out a piece of animal skin from his bosom and handed it to the old monk, it was the one from the white-robed demon fairy. Here are all his relatives, and there is no need to be taboo about anything.

The old monk only glanced at it, and then asked urgently, "Where did you get this thing from?"

Han Li smiled bitterly, "Master, this is what I got from a demon immortal! I can't understand the text on it, so I asked your old man?"

"Demon Immortal?" the old monk said in shock.

"That's right, the disciple's left arm was shattered by the demon fairy's punch, but in the end he was still cut off by me!"

"It's amazing, I actually cultivated a Tianchong martial artist, you kid is good, you didn't insult the master!" said the old monk with a smile.

"And your left arm is saved!"

"Master, what is the solution?" "Xiang'er looked eager, she searched for months, and used the power of the entire six doors but found nothing, and now the old monk actually has a way, this is simply a sudden surprise.

"It's right here!" the old monk shook the black animal skin in his hand and smiled.

"This is written on the demon text, which records a powerful exercise of the demon clan, called the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body! In my early years, I traveled around to study, and I dabbled in a wide range, and I was fortunate to have learned demon text with an old Buddhist monk, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to understand it!" he said with a hint of pride in his tone.

"Heavenly Demon Immortal Body?" Han Li muttered to himself, but a huge wave was set off in his heart, that day, the white-robed demon immortal, his fist shook the mountains and rivers, and he fought the two major scattered immortals alone, and his physical body was incomparably powerful, and in the end, he survived from the Seven Star Demon Formation with the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body, and the last Heavenly Demon Law Body, which was not not strong. If you can learn this Heavenly Demon Immortal Body, then the physical body will definitely go to the next level.

"Master, can you translate it!" there was a hint of eagerness in his tone.

"This Heavenly Demon Immortal Body is obscure, it is an extremely advanced demon clan body refining technique, although I have learned some demon texts, but it takes time to fully translate it, three days, three days should be enough!" the old monk thought about it for a while before saying.

"Okay, Master, we will always be guarding Lanruo Temple during this time, and my guards are stationed at the foot of the mountain!

The old monk nodded, he was very clear about the situation of Lan Ruo Temple, the slightest carelessness would be a catastrophe, and he could also relax if Han Li made a move.

After that, the old monk began to retreat and record the exercises, while Han Li and Xiang'er lived in the backyard, quietly waiting for the old monk to come out after three days.