White-Robed Chief

Chu Li frowned.

He did not expect the two eagles to leave so easily, but it was convenient for him, as long as he stayed here, he would not be found.

Looking at the expression of this middle-aged man, I never thought that someone would sneak into Tianshen Mountain, let alone hide in the broken Condor.

He watched with satisfaction the small black spots that disappeared in the sky, then turned around and walked back into a large hall.

Chu Li saw this hall with his naked eyes, but he could not observe it with a large round cryptic mirror. The dazzling golden hall shone in the sun, but it was dark under the large circular cryptic mirror.

Chu Li frowned, faintly feeling sharp and sharp, he secretly calculated that this hall should hide treasures such as swords.

He conscientiously recalculated, and slowly calculated that this was a sword that was more terrifying than the dead sword.

There is only one sword hidden in this hall, so he blocked his observation, and the other five halls should also hide treasures.

Chu Li suddenly thought.

If these treasures can be wiped out and stolen, then the strength of Tianshen Mountain should have been hit hard?

These treasures are definitely a great threat, and the treasures are hidden in the six halls, which must be extremely important to Tianshen Mountain and can be regarded as the treasure of Zhenshan.

He couldn't stop the thought.

This is not a lack of greed, but the most convenient way to weaken the strength of Tianshen Mountain. With these six treasures, Tianshen Mountain must be even more powerful.

But trying to steal these six treasures is not easy, and they need to be unnoticed, and when they are critical, they are surprisingly successful.

The more he thought about it, he began to change his appearance.

The magical power of Tian Mo Gong was re-appeared, and his appearance changed, and soon he was generally the same as the previous middle-aged man, even including his temperament.

He didn't rush in and waited quietly.

One day slowly passed while he was waiting. In the evening, the middle-aged man left the hall and bathed in the setting sun to return to a small courtyard.

Chu Liyi looked at him intuitively, and at the same time did not forget to observe the others, and six people were separated from the six halls.

They all returned to their own courtyard and started to eat. Naturally, a maid helped them to bring them the meals set in advance.

After eating, they started to leave the small courtyard, walk on the mountain peaks, and even left Tianshen Mountain missing.

Chu Li frowned.

He suddenly found out that the gods ’lifestyles are completely different from human beings, and they are more free, as if the whole world is their own garden.

With their martial arts skills, they can go anywhere in the world.

Perhaps the strange people that some people meet are all dressed up by these gods, so gods know humans very well.

Chu Lijing sits on the top of the cliff, observes the behavior of these people, ponders their thoughts, and pushes back why they think so.

The gods have formed a unique set of ideas and behaviors, which are different from human beings.

Chu Li is not idle and idle, but has a purpose to break through their martial arts by studying their thinking.

The sixteen sentences of Tianlian God's Descending Techniques are so vague that he can't comprehend them, not even a trace of fur.

He felt that if they could understand the thinking methods of the heavenly gods, what was in their bones would be of great benefit to comprehend the heavenly gods.

He even thought about the next step of the Tianlian God's surrender. If the five lotus flowers, the power would be amazing.

He believes that with five flowers of Tianlian, even if he is such a master, he can only escape his life, and even escape.

He was gradually giving a hint of confidence.

As he was forced into desperation again, his strength was also advancing by leaps and bounds, and he gained the inheritance of the Great Light Sutra. He is confident to face the top masters of Tenjin.

With such confidence, his courage also grew, and he did not want to passively defend. Instead, he had to take the initiative to attack.

After seeing the strength of Tianshen Mountain, not only was he not frustrated, but he was aggressive, and he must steal six Zhenshan treasures.

At that time, it will not only weaken Tianshen Mountain, but also strengthen itself. In the case of this upswing, maybe the situation will be reversed and the dead will escape!

After slipping, the middle-aged man returned to the small courtyard and began to slowly practice boxing.

Chu Li stared at his boxing skills and found that this set of boxing skills is mysterious and unpredictable, but it seems to be the most simple.

At first glance, this is just a plain movement of raising arms and shoulders, and each hand is a starting gesture.

But with his shoulders and arms raised, every part of the body is following the movements, and the details are abnormal.

He moves slower than the turtle.

Raising your hand requires a trace of lifting, just like a heavy load, and every trace of lifting is extremely difficult.

Chu Li saw his blood flow slow down, getting slower and slower, as if there was an invisible force blocking the blood flow.

But the sound of the flow was extraordinarily loud, as if the waves were swelling and beating against the cliffs.

Each stream of flow contains a huge power, not like blood flow, but like rivers and rivers, the sound of blood flow looming looming.

Chu Li frowned and groaned.

He saw that the magical use of this set of boxing turned out to be blood training. By training blood and training the marrow, it will become stronger and stronger.

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He shook his head and sighed. Such exquisite boxing is not something that anyone can practice. It requires absolute control and subtle perception of the body. At the same time, he has a smart head, which is in line with Jingxue.

Among the people he contacts, I am afraid that other people except Jingxue and Shen Xing won't be able to practice even if they get it.

He was even more impressed by the fact that which wise man created this boxing method, every part of his body is changing at the same time. The information contained in it is too large. There are several brains in the world that can withstand this. Manipulation.

He asked himself that he couldn't create such a peculiar martial art, and it was normal for middle-aged men to cultivate.

He knew that this might be a boxing technique that the gods were all practicing, showing how smart these gods were and how terrible their endowments were.

He stared at it carefully. The unobtrusive observation of the Dayuan Xuankong Mirror imprinted into his mind while simulating in his mind.

The middle-aged man practiced halfway, failed to fully raise his shoulders and arms, and suddenly put down, already sweating all over his body and unable to bear it.

This is obviously the work of washing the bone marrow, which is too heavy for the body and needs to be done little by little.

Chu Chuanyang is irritable, but fortunately, a middle-aged man in another yard is also practicing this set of boxing techniques, and his shoulders and arms are raised very slowly.

But he was just like the previous man, and half of the training could not bear it, and Chu Li became more and more irritable.

Later, another old man was practicing this boxing technique.

This old man was even more unbearable. He could not bear to stop even less than half of the two middle-aged men.

Chu Xiangyang tickled like a cat scratching, anxious to jump out and force them to practice, letting him see the whole picture.

But he held back forcibly, and continued to wait, unbelieving that no one could practice intact.