Chu Li frowned and looked at him, his face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior's words are too arbitrary, could it be that those who have practiced martial arts are the people of that sect?

"You're using strong words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The middle-aged man shook his head: "The Dizang Wheel Sutra is the secret method of the Wheel Temple, you can cultivate to the realm of transforming the aura of the gods, that is already quite a powerful realm, but it is not something that an outsider can achieve, you need to have a deep understanding of the Dharma, as far as we know, you don't seem to usually participate in the study of Buddhist scriptures, right?"

Chu Li said: "It's just a coincidence, step by step to this level, like this time, when I was about to lose it, I comprehended the mysterious essence of the Dizang Wheel Sutra in a flash of inspiration, and suddenly advanced to two levels, so I was able to reach the current realm, if I didn't have the hard work in the mausoleum, I wouldn't have reached this step." ”

"Oh-?" the middle-aged man seemed to smile.

Chu Li said: "In terms of strict censorship, the Secret Guard Mansion should be the first in our big season, I am the secret guard of the Secret Guard Mansion, and the seniors don't have to worry too much about the problem of origin!"

"People's hearts are fickle. The middle-aged man laughed and said: "You were the secret guard of the Secret Guard Mansion at the beginning, but after entering the Imperial Tomb, you were depressed, and it is difficult to say what you did." ”

Chu Li said lightly: "No matter how much you do, it has nothing to do with the Wheel Temple, they are the sect of Daqiu, and there is no threat from the mountains and heights." ”

"That's hard to say. The middle-aged man laughed.

Chu Li looked at him deeply, but unfortunately the big round mirror couldn't be used, and it could only be seen from his subtle expression that he was very wary of himself, as if he really didn't believe in himself and didn't want to let himself enter the inner tomb.

The origin is unknown, which is the most fatal for the Neiling guards.

He saw Zhao Xuan's face and shook his head at him, obviously feeling that what he said was inappropriate, and he shouldn't have said the Jizo Wheel Sutra.

Chu Li smiled slightly, and he said that the Jizo Wheel Sutra had its own deep meaning.

"Since Xiaohu said so, let's slow down this matter. The thin old man stroked a few strands of snow-white beard and muttered, "Let's talk about it after we figure it out, anyway, it's not in a hurry." ”

Chu was anxious, but his face was very calm: "Seniors, you are very urgent about the way of the gods. ”

"The study of the way of the gods is a long matter, you are still young, and your mind is undecided, so there is no need to hurry. The middle-aged man smiled.

Chu Li said: "I don't know the geometry of the predecessors?"

"The old man is one hundred and twenty. The middle-aged man smiled: "As far as I know, you are only in your forties, right?"

Chu Li smiled helplessly: "I really can't see that my predecessors are so old." ”

"It's not too late to enter the inner tomb after the age of 100. The middle-aged man laughed.

Chu Li shook his head and smiled.

Seeing what he meant, he had to wait for sixty years, and his way to the tomb would be blocked.

If you can't enter the inner tomb, you can't enter the hall to see the golden body, and you can't touch the golden body, and the heavenly gods don't want to think about it.

"Xiao Lu, you don't have to rush. The middle-aged man laughed heroically and said: "Sixty years have passed with a flick of your fingers, you cultivate hard, and after the age of 100, you will definitely be able to enter the Inner Tomb!"

"I don't know what standard there is for entering the Inner Tomb in addition to surviving three days and three nights?" Chu Li said lightly, his eyes swept over every old man: "It can't be that everyone relies on their own impressions, and if they think they are good, they will let them in, and if they think their impressions are not good, they will be excluded, right?"

"Of course there are standards. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Defeat me, and you will be able to enter the Inner Tomb." ”

Chu Li hugged his fists and said, "Then you have to ask your seniors for a lesson or two." ”

"Xiaohu, don't be afraid of losing!" said an old man.

The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Senior Zheng underestimated me too much, I have been cultivating here for twenty years, if I lose to this little guy again, it will really be shameless." ”

"Haha, aren't you just afraid of losing and losing face!" the old man laughed.

Everyone seemed to be laughing.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You seniors, I am afraid that I will not be ashamed!"

As he spoke, he got up and left the Taishi chair, came to Chu Li's approach, and said, "Xiao Lu, let's do it, let's see how much ability you have." ”

Chu Li hugged his fists and said: "It's still the seniors who do it first." ”

"Okay, look at the palm!" The middle-aged man was no longer polite, and pressed his palm, the speed was like electricity.

This is a place where martial arts are suppressed, there is not one in ten, and he has such a fast speed, which shows that his cultivation is profound.

Chu Li stretched out his palm to meet him.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, Chu Li stood firmly in place, and the middle-aged man did not retreat.

The two palms together, as if glued together, motionless to fight the internal force.

Everyone looked at it with a smile, and Chong Chuli showed a look of approval, daring to compete with internal strength, and his courage was commendable.

After a while, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he stared at Chu Li with a frown.

Chu Li smiled at each other.

The crowd became more and more interested, staring at the two of them.

They have been staying in Neiling and feel bored, like a pool of stagnant water, it is best to have a lively look.

Obviously, Xiaohu has encountered hard stubble, one hundred and twenty years old, and he has been cultivating in Neiling for twenty years, which is no better than a little guy in his forties, and it is indeed a shame and a big shame.

After a cup of tea, wisps of white gas wafted from the top of the middle-aged man's head.

The white gas is getting stronger and stronger, and after another cup of tea, the white gas is thick.

After another cup of tea, the white vapor is steaming, like boiling water.

Chu Li's face was free, and there was no trace of sweat on his forehead, and he was at ease.

"Hehe, Xiaohu, that's it. The thin old man who spoke before said with a smile: "The way of martial arts is the first, the strong are respected, although you are old, but martial arts is not only about age." ”

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Old Zhao, I'm fine!"

"Is it really a problem?" said the thin old man with a smile, "I think you're a little bit off the fire." ”

"No!" the middle-aged man snorted.

He didn't believe that Chu Li's deep internal strength could outperform himself, and he just relied on the Jizo Wheel Sutra to turn his internal force away and unload it, it was impossible to last, and his own cultivation was three times that of the other party, how could he be defeated?

As time passed, the white gas above his head became more and more intense, his face turned purple, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Chu Li was still calm, his face did not change, and there was no white gas on the top of his head, which was obvious at a glance.

Everyone is full of interest, but also feel wonderful, can be forty years old better than one hundred and twenty years old, is not surprising, there is no shortage of amazing talents in the martial arts, the latter comes first, but most of them fight with martial arts, rather than fighting internal strength.

Internal strength still relies on the accumulation of kung fu, and if you practice for one more year, you will win one point with the same mental method, even if your qualifications are a little worse.

Chu Li suddenly spit out his palm, and with a muffled "bang", the middle-aged man flew out.

Zhao Xuan shook off the dust and rolled him to the ground.

The middle-aged man landed steadily, his face ugly.

Chu Li hugged his fists: "Concession, Senior Hu!"

The middle-aged man stared at him and took a deep breath, and said slowly: "It's really amazing!" (To be continued.) )