"Impossible!" The two shook their heads.
Zhou Haodong's martial arts were outstanding and he had already broken through the level of a young disciple. He was able to escape even against the Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect. He was a prodigy, how could he be killed so easily.
Chu Li shook his head: "Is there anything impossible? The Blood God Sect may not see the young masters because of Wei Wuwei's death. When they saw Zhou Shaoxia of your sect, they were so evil that they killed him directly."
"How did Senior Brother Zhou meet them?" The two frowned, still dubious.
If people in the Duke's Mansion heard that Chu Li had been killed, they would be dubious and find it difficult to believe it. After all, they had confidence because of his magic, and felt that God favored him and that he would not die so easily.
Chu Li sighed and said, "Actually, Mr. Zhou is meddling in a nosy matter."
He sighed again and said: "So I came here to report this matter in person, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness of Mr. Zhou. My wife was saved by Mr. Zhou, so she offended the supreme elder of the Blood God Sect, Bao Fang, and was killed by Bao Fang. Killed by Fang."
"Bao Fang?" The two frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't remember.
The Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect has been hiding in the Blood God Sect for more than two hundred years, ignoring secular affairs. When they became famous, these two young disciples of Wuji Guan were not born yet. By the time they became sensible, Bao Fang had already retired for a long time. The reputation has dissipated.
Chu Li said: "I hope the two young heroes will report this."
"Okay, wait a minute." Both of them looked ugly.
After Chu Li said so much, they vaguely believed it. They thought about how angry the sect would be if they knew the news. This was a big deal, and it was a major matter related to the rise and fall of the sect and should not be taken lightly.
A young man in a yellow shirt scurried up the mountain and disappeared into the sea of bamboo in the blink of an eye.
Another young man in a yellow shirt had a gloomy face and said nothing. He was looking at Lin Hai in the distance, lost in thought.
Chu Li sighed and said nothing.
The small pavilion was so quiet that it seemed to be freezing. The gentle breeze blew and the rustling of the bamboo forest came. The small pavilion became increasingly quiet and incompatible with the surroundings.
After a while, the young man in yellow shirt came back and said urgently: "Come with me quickly!"
Chu Li nodded.
The two of them used Qinggong to climb up the bamboo shoots, and soon arrived at a Taoist temple in the bamboo forest.
In addition to this Taoist temple in the bamboo forest, there is also a continuous row of buildings, row upon row, antique, and give off an aura of dust.
There were several people standing in front of the Taoist temple, including Zheng Ze, whom Chu Li had met as Du Feng.
Zheng Ze stood in front of a dozen yellow-shirted disciples, looking here anxiously. When he saw Chu Li and another yellow-shirted young man appear, he hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "But Chu Li, the general manager of Duke Ji Yi's mansion? "
He was still polite and courteous in his actions, his brows were a little calmer and his demeanor was concise.
Chu Li cupped his fists and smiled: "It's Chu who has met all the young heroes."
"My Excellency, Zheng Ze, please come in, Mr. Chu." Zheng Ze cupped his fists and said, "Let's go into the temple and talk."
Chu Li nodded.
The crowd gathered around the two people and entered the Taoist temple.
Inside the Taoist temple is a spacious courtyard, which is clean and spotless. The ground is paved with white jade-like stones, which are hard but soft and very comfortable to step on. There are halls on three sides of the Taoist temple, enshrining the statues of the founders of the Sanqing Dynasty.
Standing under the steps of the main hall inside the temple were three old Taoists with white men and eyebrows. They were all dressed in blue Taoist robes and had serious expressions on their faces.
Zheng Ze stepped forward and introduced: "This is our Grand Temple Master Lu Songren, this is the Second Temple Master Song Jin, and this is the Third Temple Master Hu Tiexia."
Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "I have met three temple masters, I am Da Ji Chuli."
"Please, Mr. Chu!" Lu Songren was a little short and thin, standing there as proudly as an old pine, his eyes were particularly bright, the corners of his lips were drooped, he bowed in a solemn and majestic manner: "I am a poor man, you are polite!"
The three of them turned around and returned to the main hall. Chu Li and Zheng Ze followed them into the hall, while the others stood at the foot of the steps.
After everyone sat down, Lu Songren said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chu, is my disciple Haodong really dead?"
Chu Li sighed and said: "I have buried Mr. Zhou's body. If the body is divided into two parts, it will not survive. Bao Fang and the others have been cruel because they don't want Mr. Zhou to live."
"Huh..." A long exhale sounded in the hall.
Lu Songren let out a long breath of white air, like a white arrow shot out. His beard and eyebrows moved like a strong wind blowing, and the blue and white Taoist robes rustled.
Chu Li sat opposite him, feeling the burning heat from the white air.
This is to spit out the nameless karma fire in one breath, so as not to hurt yourself. Wuji Guan is indeed a Taoist, with unique secrets on how to cultivate one's character and self-cultivation. The fire in the heart is the most hurtful.
Lu Songren said: "How could Haodong meet Bao Fang?"
Chu Li told what happened, but made up the story about Bao Fang killing him afterwards, and said that when he rushed over, Zhou Haodong was already dead, so he chased Bao Fang and others to a restaurant in Chongming City and killed Bao Fang and others on the spot. Avenged Zhou Haodong.
If Zhou Haodong hadn't blocked Xiao Qi's life, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life, so he was extremely grateful to Zhou Haodong, but it was a pity that he couldn't express his gratitude in person and see him for the last time.
He spoke sincerely and touched people's hearts.
Lu Songren and the others did not doubt Chu Li's words.
After all, Zhou Haodong did save Xiao Qi, and he was considered a lifesaver. No matter how vicious Chu Li was, he would not harm Zhou Haodong. Moreover, Chu Li had an excellent reputation and was extremely popular in Daji. He was definitely not someone who repaid kindness with hatred.
Chu Li used this mentality to come to the door in person with peace of mind and completely hand over the stolen goods to the Blood God Sect, so as not to involve Wuji Guan to also attack.
Two families can still withstand it, but three families are in danger and may not be able to withstand it.
The key is that the mellow internal energy obtained from practicing the Supreme Vajra Sutra is not much, it is only full of the six meridians, use a little, a little less, the power is huge but the quantity is not large, don't use it if you can.
Without practicing the Supreme Vajra Sutra with Sun Mingyue, the internal strength and even Yang Zhigang obtained are powerful, but far less than the mellow internal strength, and cannot kill the master of the outer world with one palm.
He decided not to practice with Sun Mingyue anymore. In this way, he could not use it arbitrarily. If he could kill one less person, he would kill one less person.
Lu Songren remained silent.
Song Jin and Hu Tiexia both had their beards and eyebrows twitching, as if the wind was hunting around them, and they were filled with anger.
Chu Li sighed and said: "After all, Mr. Zhou died because of saving his wife, so I feel that I have to give Wuji Guan an explanation!"
"Alas..." Lu Songren sighed and said, "After all, you are not lucky enough."
"Senior brother!" Song Jin was plump and honest, and said in a deep voice: "We must avenge this!"
Hu Tiexia nodded vigorously.
Chu Li said: "Three Taoist priests, Brother Zhou has been kind to me, but unfortunately there is no way to repay him. If anything happens to Wuji Guan, I will do my best to deal with the Blood God Sect, and I can't stand idle when dealing with the Blood God Sect. !”
Lu Songren glanced at him.
Chu Li sighed: "Even if the three Taoist priests don't deal with the Blood God Sect, I won't let them go!"
"Excellent!" Song Jin snorted: "The Blood God Sect is becoming more and more outrageous. It is time to deal with it severely. Is General Manager Chu really going to get involved?"
Chu Li clasped his fists and said, "It is our duty!"
"Okay!" Song Jin showed a smile: "General Manager Chu Gao Yi, Wuji Guan will never forget it!"
Chu Li nodded slowly. (To be continued.)