White-Robed Chief

"Boom" roared in his head, shaking violently.

DaRiRui has been speeding up to suppress this shock, and then calmed down.

A strange breath circulated in my mind, forming a strange little door, similar to a large round mirror, as if standing in the void of my mind, becoming a portal to the outside world.

Chu Li was surprised, and approached this small door with his heart.

Suddenly a huge palace flashed in front of me, towering, solemn, revealing gloom and rigour, making people dare not approach.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the monks.

"It's done." The nine monks joined together and smiled.

If Chu Li cannot resist this mark, then he is not qualified to inherit Fu Mo Temple, and he cannot become the master of Fu Mo Temple. This mark is both a portal and a test, and it is the last pass.

Chu Lihe is a gift.

"Dingru, starting today, you will be the owner of the Temple of the Demon Temple, and you can participate in the core secrets and deliberations in the temple." Jingxi said slowly, "All major events in the temple have the right to decide."

"Yes, abbot." Chu Lihe nodded suddenly.

"The resurrection of the Demon Sect is both a calamity and a chance for the Buddhist monk." Xinjing said quietly, "It can really be done well, so that the Dharma will spread to the world, and Buddhist disciples will skyrocket, and geniuses will flourish."

Chu Lihe nodded.

Danger and opportunity often co-exist, depending on whether you can seize the opportunity. Not every opportunity can be seized. You need more than half of your luck.

"There are nine places in the temple like this." The heart quietly said: "There are people in the dojo who have lanterns. Once Da Ci'en Temple is overthrown, the inheritance is still there. When that happens, the Temple of the Devil will protect the law.

Chu Li frowned and nodded.

Think about defeat before you win, it really should be so. No matter how strong Daci'en Temple is, you ca n’t say that you are steadily winning. The world is impermanent, glorious and decline, and strength and destruction are only a matter of time.

Xinxin said, "Go, from now on, as the Lord of the Demon Temple, you only need to tell me when you act!"

As a gift from Chu Lihe, he gave another gift to nine old monks: "The disciples retreated!"

He disappeared in a flash.

"Amitabha Buddha ..." The nine monks He Shi Zhao Chu left the futon with a ritual, with a stern look.

"Abbot, if you are so young, you will go this way, too bad for him!" An old monk sighed.

"This is a way of not returning," another old monk sighed. "I always felt that the temple master of Fu Mo Temple was too unfortunate, but I didn't realize it. At this time, when I saw that I would become the Lord of Fu Mo Temple, I felt deeply sorry. character……"

He shook his head gently as he spoke.

If you are astonished, you will be brilliant. If you do n’t become the Lord of the Temple of Fu Demon, you will become the top-level existence of Da Ci'en Temple, and may even become the first master. It is the Optimum Jade Pillar. Unfortunately, you have become the Lord of the Temple of Fu Demon.

"Shenxunshanxian ..." Xinji Xuan said to the Buddha: "This is also the reason why the Temple of Devil is not out of existence for ten thousand years. But the resurgence of the Demon Sect, Da Ci'en Temple has the worry of destruction. In this troubled world, only the body forgot to die. Neither ancestors or this seat may end in death. "

He said this, Jiujin nodded gently.

Once that step is reached, they will also have to sacrifice themselves to protect the temple. After all, they will not be able to complete it, and they will be no different from Chu Li. How can one hope for a good ending in the face of troubled times, but only one morning and one night.

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Chu Li stepped forward and appeared in front of a towering hall the next moment.

This hall seems to be located in a fog, and Dayuan Jingzhi looks at the left and right sides, blank, empty, and the same as that dojo. Obviously, this is also a dojo, located somewhere in the void, but not in that world. .

The main hall is huge, about one hundred meters high and thirty meters wide. The main body of the main hall is made of bronze, shining with dark black luster, as if a bronze monster was entangled in the void, and it would jump up and swallow everything at any time.

Chu Li stood in front of the hall with a small feeling.

He stepped on the nine-step bronze stairs and reached the entrance of the hall.

Reached out and pushed, but was steady.

His Prajna-like dragon practiced to the twelfth floor, and his power was endless. Even if the internal force was not exerted, it was scary enough. At this time, the internal force was even more amazing, and it was impossible to push the copper gate.

This is not that the copper gate is too heavy, but that there is invisible force on it, otherwise the weight of the copper gate alone can push it even if it is one meter thick.

As soon as he had an idea, the portal flashed in his mind.

The copper door lightened, and "squeak ..." slowly opened.

"Om ..." The whole hall shuddered, and then made a huge bell like a bronze bell. The hall seemed to turn into a bronze bell, and the sound made him vibrate and his spirits trembled.

He then woke up and watched everything in the hall quietly.

A statue is erected in the center of the hall, which is as tall as a human.

But the statue looks strange, one body, but two heads, one with a bald head and scars, eyebrows trimmed, eyes narrowed, and half-squint eyes reveal the light of pity.

The other head was long hair spreading behind him, fluttering up and down, sword eyebrows glaring, electric light flashing in his eyes, and the eyebrows were filled with evil spirits. Seeing his face, Chu Li was inexplicably cold.

Chu Li smiled. This statue is half a demon and half a Buddha.

This is very similar to the situation in his mind, and he is also half Buddha and half magic ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ fits perfectly here.

Except for the statue in the middle, there is only one yellow futon on the first floor of Fu Mo Temple. The worn-out yellow futon seems to have gone through countless years, and it seems to be broken and unusable at any time.

This is the first floor, and there are two floors above. Chu Li slowly moves to the second floor, but it is a martial arts field. The middle is empty. On both sides, there are various types of weapons.制 制。 Made.

Chu Li showed a surprised look, thinking that the Fu Mo Temple has experienced a long tradition, and the contents of the house are also long. Never imagine that these weapons are so new, they have never experienced the grinding of time.

He looked elsewhere, but it was a brand-new look, including the bricks on the ground, and the walls, as if they had just been newly cast. There was no trace of time, as if time could not enter here.

Chu Li suddenly frowned.

He felt vaguely that this was not because someone had recently entered here, but that there were weird things here, and it was likely that they could maintain their brand newness, and the years were particularly slow or isolated here.

He closed his eyes and felt something, urging the Kuei Jing.

This place has completely become his heaven and earth, foreign objects cannot invade, others cannot know, and heaven can not be counted, so you can urge the Withered Sutra, you can operate the Tian Mo Jing, and even the other mysterious magical powers, you can operate and participate in research here.

Prompted by Kurong Su, he showed such a look.

These two floors do not have the passage of time. It seems to be frozen here. Standing on their own, Shou Yuan does not decrease. It is incredible, mysterious and infinite, and can be used to do too many things.

Wouldn't you live forever if you stay here?

It is a pity that this is just a fantasy, and it is certainly impossible, otherwise the owner of Fu Mo Temple will not die, and he does not need to come to succeed himself.

He continued to step upstairs and entered the third floor, and suddenly smiled, his smile became more and more abundant.