Chapter 925 Thousands of Armies (Part 1)

"Monk Zhishan is really that powerful?" Li Ruolan asked.

The inspector's martial arts are not too strong, but he still dares to walk around the world, because the inspector has a wonderful skill, and after activating the secret of the great light, he will use this extraordinary skill again, and his escape speed is so fast that almost no one can catch up.

However, this skill also has shortcomings. Sometimes it is too late to use it, and it has already been seriously injured, like the last time Senior Brother Ji was on a trip to the Great Season. Moreover, if this skill is used, it will seriously damage the vitality, and it will take a year and a half to recover.

If you know the power of the Zhishan monk in advance, once you encounter it, you will directly activate this technique, and the Zhishan monk will have nothing to do with yourself.

Chu Li sighed: "He can avoid my throwing knife."

Li Ruolan frowned.

Junior brother Zhao's own cultivation is not top-notch, and he hasn't recovered now, relying on the Guangming Saber to rampage. Once the Guangming Saber is restrained, it is equivalent to taking away his sharpest weapon, like a toothless tiger.

Chu Li said: "There is no martial arts that is invincible in the world, and the Bright Saber is the same."

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

Chu Li smiled and said, "I don't only have the Bright Saber."

Li Ruolan shook her head.

He is currently weak in cultivation, and he is not as good as himself without the Bright Saber. It is really a fluke to escape from the Zhishan monk!

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

Chu Li nodded.

The two passed through the North City Gate side by side, along the bustling Central Avenue, and arrived at the City Guard's Mansion in the center of the city.

Li Ruolan flashed her waist badge, and was quickly brought to the hall by the foreign manager.

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

"Who is outside, come in." A gentle voice came from inside.

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

A middle-aged man with gray hair, not tall but a burly body, solid and heavy, not handsome, rough and charming, was sitting in the chair of Zhengbei Taishi, laughing loudly.

Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun were sitting in the grand teacher's chair below him, laughing together.

Li Ruolan and Chu Li entered the hall.

Seeing the two of them, Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun stood up in surprise: "Junior Brother Zhao, you are back!"

Chu Li cupped his fists.

Li Ruolan put her hands together and saluted: "I have seen Master Mo Tan."

"Hehe, Ruolan, you have worked hard this trip, and your panacea is waiting here." The middle-aged man smiled, looking at Chu Li: "This is Zhao Dahe?"

Li Ruolan turned her head to look at Chu Li, and winked: "This is Mo Qianjun Mo Tanzhu, Mo Cuicui's father."

Chu Li clasped his fists calmly as usual: "I've seen Lord Mo Tan!"

"Haha, Zhao Dahe, we can be regarded as enemies!" Mo Qianjun laughed and said, "You killed Qingqing, and I asked someone to plot against you. It's even, if you don't fight, you don't know each other!"

Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, expressionless.

Mo Qianjun's cultivation was profound, even better than Fang Qingyang's.

If he still had doubts before joining the teaching, now he already understands that it really takes luck to become a king of Dharma. Strong martial arts are the basics, and enough credit is needed.

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

Guangming Shengjiao pays attention to the practice of the world, the stronger the martial arts, the greater the deeds and the greater the merits, and the tyrannical martial arts are in vain. If they don't do things, they can only be ordinary disciples.

Those who can be promoted to the altar master are all those who are proficient in worldly affairs and clever in means. It stands to reason that with enough cultivation, becoming a dharma king is a matter of course. Mo Qianjun was unlucky and was stuck.

He must have come to Luoqiu City to make meritorious deeds and challenge the position of Dharma King.

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

Zhou Jinchun said: "Master Mo Tan, if it wasn't for Junior Brother Zhao's help this time, we wouldn't be able to make it through. There are experts from Que Dao Palace and Haicang Mountain to stop us. In the end, even the experts from Zhuanlun Temple were mobilized. We really look down on us." !"

Mo Qianjun frowned and said, "Zhuanlun Temple?"

"Yes." Zhou Jinchun shook his head and said, "This red-robed monk is not easy to mess with, that little flywheel spins so scary, I almost got my head cut off, thanks to Junior Brother Zhao who rescued him, and Junior Brother Zhao entangled him from behind, so we can catch up come over!"

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

Li Ruolan said: "Excellent."

Mo Qianjun's face darkened: "To! Good!"

His face stiffened quickly, like iron stone, glowing blue, extremely ugly.

"Master Mo knows this supreme monk?" Zhou Jinchun said, "Could it be that they have fought against each other!"

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

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

Zhou Jinchun hurriedly said: "Master Mo, the elixir has been delivered, we will go back and return to order, what can Master Mo say?"

"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to go back." Mo Qianjun's face quickly returned to normal, and he smiled again: "It's not too late to leave after two days of rest!"

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

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

Li Ruolan said: "Master Mo Tan, how is the situation in Luoqiu City?"

"It's okay." Mo Qianjun said with a smile: "Junior Sister Lu and I are here, and some masters from the other three sects have come."

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

Mo Qianjun smiled and said: "What time is it, how dare you tear down the stage!"

"That's good." Li Ruolan nodded lightly, "Why haven't you seen Senior Sister Lu?"

"She was hurt a little." Mo Qianjun shook his head and smiled, "Go and see her, she's in the backyard."

He raised his voice: "Come on!"

A young girl in green clothes came in Yingying: "Altar Master."

"Take them to meet Junior 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 the killing intent was restrained. If he hadn't been sensitive, he really wouldn't have felt the killing intent.

He turned to look at Mo Qianjun.

Mo Qianjun smiled and nodded.

With a cold face, Chu Li turned his head and followed the crowd out.

Mo Qianjun's smile remained unchanged, and it did not disappear because of Chu Li's disappearance.

Walking on the path paved with gravel, surrounded by lush flowers and trees, Zhou Jinchun said excitedly: "Finally I can see Junior Sister Lu!"

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

"Of course!" Zhou Jinchun said, "There are some people in our teaching who don't like Junior Sister Lu!"

Ji Xin shook her head, unable to understand.

Although Junior Sister Lu is not inferior to Junior Sister Li in beauty, she is irritable and domineering, which is completely opposite to her cute and cute appearance. She doesn't have the feeling of being gentle as water, so she is not worthy of liking!

The four of them followed the girl in green clothes across the double courtyard and came to a small and elegant courtyard.

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

A well-behaved girl with delicate features was sitting on the couch, her face was pale without a trace of blood, staring blankly at the blooming flowers.

"Junior Sister Lu, where's your arm!" Zhou Jinchun stepped into the courtyard and cried out.

The girl's left arm is empty and has been cut off to the shoulder.