He Jin knew that he was expelling people and wanted to see them off, so he refused to give up and said: "Master, is there no hope at all?"
Chu Li sighed: "The young monk only knows that there will be civil strife in the Temple of War, and he has no time to take care of himself."
He Jin looked at Pan Huafeng: "Senior Pan, it's better to report to the palace master as soon as possible."
"...Okay!" Pan Huafeng was originally hesitant, but when he saw He Jin's serious expression, he believed him this time, so he nodded while stroking his beard and disappeared in a flash, returning to the Temple of War.
"Where is our Zhengqi Hall?" Meng Qingchuan, who had a black face and asked with a smile.
Chu Li said: "Senior Meng wants to lure people away from Wan Ziyang and take back Xuanxi Zhenhai City, right?"
Meng Qingchuan said: "Let's go with the God of War to attack Zhengxi Zhenhai City, and Wuleifeng and Daci'en Temple will attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City. Wan Ziyang can't do both, and he can always recapture one city."
Chu Li remained silent.
Recapturing a city has little significance, it is just about face, and it is not worth it to cause countless casualties.
But his thoughts were different from those of those in high positions. Losing one city was a completely different situation than losing two cities. It was a major matter concerning the confidence and majesty of the sect, and a general plan concerning the hearts of the world.
He Jin said: "Taking back a city is a city, don't worry about losing it again. It is impossible for Wan Ziyang to break into the city alone."
Chu Li was silent.
He understood what He Jin said. Wan Ziyang had some scruples and would not attack the city alone. Otherwise, the four major Zhenhai cities would have fallen long ago and would not have been broken just now. In the first two siege battles, Wan Ziyang was not involved. shadow.
Meng Qingchuan asked: "Can we make it happen?"
Chu Li stared at Meng Qingchuan and nodded slowly: "You can give it a try!"
The fate of Meng Qingchuan that he sees now is different from before. This is because the fate of the God of War Temple has been changed.
Without the Temple of War, Meng Qingchuan also led people to attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City, cooperated with the traitor, and almost succeeded in attacking the city, but unfortunately he still fell short and died in the end.
But looking back now, Meng Qingchuan succeeded.
He Jin was overjoyed: "Haha, can we really attack the city?"
Chu Li nodded: "Wan Ziyang is in Zhengxi Zhenhai City, so we should attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City."
He Jin laughed twice and said: "Okay, then let's attack Xuanxi Zhenhai City!"
After saying that, he took out the wooden box from his arms, put it on the stone table, turned around and left, followed by Meng Qingchuan.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled.
He knew that He Jin was convinced that he had no doubts, but Meng Qingchuan was not sure. However, after hearing the news from the Temple of War, his doubts should be dispelled. This time the siege of the city was finally successful.
Although the process was somewhat tortuous, only Zhengqi Hall and Wuleifeng joined forces, while Daci'en Temple and War God Temple remained untouched. The two sects united and cooperated with the internal forces in the city, and finally rushed into the city in one fell swoop and drove out the sea masters.
They relied on their familiarity and internal response to the formation, and when the formation was originally set up, they left behind countermeasures, so the city defense formation was useless to the two sects, so they could easily attack it.
He opened the wooden box and stared at the relic.
There was a majestic and crazy aura coming from the relics, which made him fearful and a little jealous.
The power contained in this relic is huge. If you can absorb it, your soul will be stronger, and you will even have a deeper understanding of Buddhism, thus promoting the deepening of supernatural powers.
Miraculous powers also have levels. The more exquisite the Dharma, the more powerful the supernatural powers.
Moreover, this relic is likely to contain inheritance. Non-Buddhist disciples would not dare to accept such inheritance, and their lives would be in danger. As a Buddhist disciple, he might give it a try.
After a while, he carefully brought the relic to his eyebrows and looked at it with wisdom in the big round mirror.
The relic suddenly lit up, and then a ray of light fell between his eyebrows.
"Boom!" Thunder flashed in his ears, and a ball of golden light poured into the void in his mind.
The golden light transformed into a face, but it was a handsome monk with bright eyebrows. He looked to be no more than twenty years old. He glanced at the void in Chu Li's mind and suddenly showed a strange smile.
Chu Li's face changed slightly, and he suddenly felt something bad, and felt a bone-chilling chill.
"Haha..." Suddenly a loud laugh shook the void in his mind.
The face transformed by golden light opened its mouth and laughed, its eyes were cold, with a hint of madness, and he laughed and said: "Amitabha, God will not destroy me!"
Several Buddhas in Chu Li's mind were chanting sutras, and lotus flowers floated towards the golden light.
However, the golden light drove away these lotus flowers and prevented them from being contaminated. He laughed and said: "What a soul lotus body. It is really the best skin for the reincarnation of a poor monk. How good it is!"
After he said that, he transformed again. The golden light shrank suddenly, and his original face shrank, forming a complete body. Except for the face, all the limbs of the body were clearly displayed, and the golden light flashed like substance.
He formed a seal with his hands and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"
Chu Li's eyes suddenly flashed.
The void in my mind swayed.
Chu Li's face was solemn, knowing that this was a critical moment. If he didn't fight hard, he would be killed by the golden light.
"Amitabha..." After Jin Guang loudly announced the Buddha's name, he began to recite a Buddhist sutra that Chu Li had never heard before. His murmur was like a wonderful voice from the heavens, so wonderful that he wanted to keep listening.
The Glazed Lotus Sutra didn't work at this time. It could transform all powers, but this power directly acted on the void in the mind, and it was powerless. It could only watch the Buddhas become dim.
The Buddhist Dharma recited by the golden light carries incredible power. The sound echoes in the void of the mind, and all the Buddhas are weakening.
He gritted his teeth, and the void in his mind suddenly became vast, and then an extremely tall giant tree slowly appeared, reaching into the sky and the earth. The crown of the tree seemed to reach into infinite heights, with no end in sight.
As soon as the withered tree appeared, its branches directly absorbed the figure transformed into the golden light, and then slowly disappeared.
Chu Li breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down at the stone table, his face gloomy, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.
This time, it was true that stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Not only did I not get any benefits, but my spirit was severely damaged and I needed to cultivate myself.
He became more and more curious about the golden light on the withered tree.
Hiding the soul in the relics and surviving for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, this method is truly miraculous. No one would be spared unless he encountered himself carrying the Sutra of Withering and Glory.
Chunyang Temple has such miraculous knowledge and secret techniques, and it is worthy of being an ancient sect with a long history. Unfortunately, it still cannot escape the disaster of life and death.
And this soul was unlucky to meet him. It had persisted for so long, but in the end it still failed to take over and be reborn. It must be full of resentment.
He picked up the relic and looked at it again.
Without the golden light, the remaining aura in the relic was peaceful and mellow. It was a real eminent monk's relic. He placed it between his eyebrows again, and suddenly a gurgling power entered his mind, as cool as a cold spring.
After a moment, he was refreshed and his eyes were as bright as lightning.
At this moment, his kung fu had recovered, and his energy had even improved. He took the opportunity to activate the Prajna Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, which was two points more efficient than before.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. He was practicing in seclusion in Taidong Zhenhai City. He had been working hard to activate the Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill, hoping to reach the eleventh level as soon as possible and have the confidence to conquer the world.
PS: Update completed.