Zhao Yingyu's face tensed up, she frowned at the gravel, and looked at Chu Li worriedly: "Brother, are they in danger?"
Chu Li shook his head. ※%,
He had already seen it through the Great Circle Mirror. One hundred and fifty women, all intact, were sitting in the hall with their eyebrows lowered and their palms clasped together, chanting sutras.
He saw an old monk, wearing gray monk's robes, with a scar on his head, tall and tall, with a lion's nose and tiger's eyes. He was sitting opposite the girls, his lips moving and chanting sutras.
Through the intelligence of the big round mirror, he saw that the old monk's meridians were glowing, that he was an innate master, and that his internal strength was profound, even better than his own, and that he was a formidable rival.
"Is that master inside?" Zhao Ying asked hurriedly.
Chu Li nodded.
Zhao Ying frowned: "Isn't it detrimental to them?"
"It's okay now... let's go in." Chu Li stepped into the cave, then entered the valley and came to the Tiger Village.
The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like sword light, and the coldness was overwhelming. He glanced at the girls, then drifted out of the hall, came to the foot of the mountain, and looked up at Chu Li.
Chu Li stood halfway up and looked at him, clasping his fists and saying, "I wonder who the monk is? Why did you break in here?"
"The poor monk is good at Dharma." The old monk Heshi announced the Buddha's name and stared at Chu Li coldly: "I wonder where the two donors came from?"
Chu Li said: "The guards of Xiayi Duke's Mansion occasionally passed by this place and there were bandits running rampant. They had to do it for the sake of heaven and removed them, leaving these women behind."
He knew the identity of Fa Shan, so he pulled out the banner of Duke Yi's mansion.
"The Tiger Village was destroyed by the donor?" Fashan's eyes flashed, shining like lightning.
Chu Li nodded: "Not bad."
"The donor is young and has such martial arts. The poor monk admires him!" Fashan said slowly: "The poor monk came here this time to persuade them to abandon evil and do good and put down the butcher knife. Unfortunately, it was already wiped out and it was a step too late. , what a pity, what a pity!”
Chu Li smiled: "The monks worked hard, but it's a pity that they don't have the blessing to enjoy it."
"Donors should give them the opportunity to put down their butcher's knives, abandon evil and do good."
"What the monk said was wrong. If you gave them a chance, did they give the person they killed a chance? It is so evil that God cannot tolerate it!"
"Amitabha, the cycle of cause and effect, the six paths of reincarnation, everything that has an effect must have a cause."
"What the monk means is that those who died deserve to die?... Then they are also destined to die violently. The so-called murderers will always be killed!"
Zhao Ying hummed: "This monk, please get out of the way, we want to see those sisters."
Dharma Shanheshi smiled and said: "All the female donors have devoted themselves to the Buddha and are freed from the sea of suffering. I am very happy and congratulated."
"I want to talk to them." Zhao Ying said.
"Please!" Monk Fashan shook his robe and stepped aside to get out of the way.
Chu Li and Zhao Ying fluttered about, passing by Fa Shan. Chu Li seemed relaxed, but secretly concentrated, ready for his attack at any time.
This old monk is not a good person. He is from Daleiyin Temple, the leader of the four sects in the world, and is known as the best in the world. No one dares to mess with him.
Chu Li was very afraid of Daleiyin Temple, even if he moved out of the Duke's Mansion.
The three of them came to the hall with their feet fluttering. One hundred and fifty women were sitting on futons, chanting sutras in low voices, solemnly and solemnly. Zhao Ying unconsciously stepped lightly.
Chu Li coughed lightly, breaking the solemnity of the hall.
The girls looked up and suddenly looked happy.
Zhao Ying also smiled and waved to them: "Sisters, I'm here to pick you up."
An older woman stood up: "Sister Zhao, where are you going?"
"Senior brother bought a house in Chongming City. Everyone can live there. In the future, he will open a restaurant. The sisters can make money to support themselves."
The girls looked hesitant.
Zhao Ying smiled and said: "Senior brother said that sisters should support themselves and make money to support themselves, or stay in the house and work as servants for senior brother, or go to the restaurant to help. Anyway, they cannot be idlers."
The girls nodded. They would rather work to support themselves. Being idle is very painful. Working can make them less distracted.
"Sister Zhao, what if there is anyone you want to stay?"
"It's not safe here. Someone will come at any time, just like Master Fashan. Didn't he come here?... Fortunately, Master Fashan is not a bad person. Otherwise, my sisters would be in danger this time."
"Donor Zhao, these female benefactors have all converted to my Buddha, and the poor monk will send them to a nunnery to practice in order to forgive their sins in this life." Fashan Heshi said with a smile.
Zhao Ying was startled: "Convert?"
Fashan smiled and said: "Exactly, they have been inspired by the Buddha's teachings and have sincerely worshiped the Buddha."
"Not necessarily?" Zhao Ying frowned and glanced at the girls, who looked at her helplessly.
Zhao Ying pulled the standing woman out of the hall and whispered.
She lowered her voice and glanced at Fashan in the hall: "Sister Zhang, what's going on?"
The woman's name is Zhang Fu. She has a gentle temperament. She shook her head and whispered: "This master is a senior monk from Daleiyin Temple. He has profound Buddhist teachings. We think what he said is reasonable. If your fate is not good in this life, it is better to cultivate in the afterlife."
Zhao Ying said disapprovingly: "Go to Chongming City to start a new life, Sister Zhang, we still have a long life in the future!"
"Sister Zhao, we are all in ruins, destined to have no future."
"Nonsense, senior brother and I will not ignore everyone. In fact, we are the guards of the Duke's Mansion!"
"Yiguo Duke's Mansion?" Zhang Fu was surprised.
Zhao Ying nodded slowly: "So there is no need to worry, senior brother and I can take good care of you!"
Zhang Fu looked her up and down, Zhao Ying chuckled: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"
"I didn't expect that you are actually from the Duke's Mansion!" Zhang Fu shook her head and sighed: "If we knew, everyone wouldn't worry anymore!"
In the eyes of outsiders, the Duke's Palace has a high position of authority and majesty. It can be said that it is a top existence. If you can get into the relationship with the Duke's Palace, there is really nothing to fear.
"Sister Zhang, please go and persuade everyone. You can't live a good life. Why bother becoming a nun? You'd better live a lively life!"
"Well, I'll give you some advice."
The two said a few words and then returned to the hall. Zhang Fu whispered to the girls. The girls looked at Chu Li and Zhao Ying in surprise, showing excitement.
Fashan's face was gloomy, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, shook his head and sighed: "The sea of suffering is boundless, and there is only one shore when we turn back. The female donors are stubborn and stubborn. It is really sad!"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Monk, you need to be sincere to the Buddha. You can't force it."
"Donor Chu, did the leader of Menghu Village die at your hands?"
"good!"
"What kind of martial arts did he use?"
"I'm sorry that I'm ignorant and didn't recognize him."
"He is a traitor to our temple!"
"oh-?"
"Although he is a traitor, he is still a disciple of our temple. His martial arts skills are still there. The benefactor of Chu can kill him. The poor monk wants to learn the benefactor's martial arts."
Chu Li smiled: "Does the monk want to avenge him?"
"Almsgiver Chu, what you said is wrong!" Fashan shook his head and said, "The poor monk came here to take care of this traitor. He has already beheaded him, so the poor monk cannot go back empty-handed."
"What do you mean, monk?" Chu Li smiled: "Could it be that you can punish traitors in your temple, but others can't, right?"
"Amitabha..." The combination of Dharma and goodness is great.
Chu Li sneered: "What a domineering Da Leiyin Temple!"
"Almsgiver Chu, this rule is not unique to our temple, it applies to all sects!" Fashan said in a deep voice.
"Does the monk want to take my life?"
"It shouldn't be like this!" Fashan shook his head and said, "He is a traitor, and he deserves to die. As long as the donor of Chu can defeat the poor monk, all the grudges will be wiped out."
"What if we can't win?"
"Just one arm is enough!"
"Interesting!" Chu Li laughed: "What a big Leiyin Temple, that's all, please come!"
"Please!" Fa Shan tithes: "Please give me your best, please don't make any mistakes!"
"Haha..." Chu Li laughed and unsheathed his sword.
Zhao Ying frowned when she heard this, stared at Fashan coldly, and snorted: "You are still a monk, you are hypocritical!"
Chu Li shook his head.
With the wisdom of Da Yuan Jing, he can see through the other party's thoughts. This old monk is a vicious guy. He said it was an arm, but in fact he wanted to kill himself. If he loses, he will definitely die!
Looking at the appearance of a group of eminent Buddhist monks, yet so cunning, it turns out that Buddhism cannot erase their personalities.
"I'm offended!" Chu Li shouted softly, drew his sword and stabbed.
"Ding..." The palm and the long sword intersected, and the long sword swung away. A cold inner force penetrated into the palm of the hand along the long sword and went to the heart.
Chu Li found that the first layer of Bihai Boundless Kung Fu couldn't stop it, so he hurriedly stacked it up. Only twice the stack could stop the internal force that reached his heart.
Such a sinister palm power, once it hits the heart, life will be in danger.
He staggered back two steps, his face turned red, and the Bihai Boundless Kung Fu continued to stack up, barely stabbing out a sword.
Fashan smiled and clapped his hand again.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Fashan stepped back with his eyes widened.
Trying his best to resolve the internal force that came in, he was deceived by Chu Li, thinking that Chu Li was weak at the crossbow, but he didn't expect that Chu Li's internal force was so powerful.
Chu Li followed closely and stabbed him in the shoulder with a sword.
"Ding..." It sounded like gold and iron, but the sword failed to penetrate.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows and used the magical power of King Kong to eliminate evil!
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