As soon as Li Wenxu's words came out, Lin Yanli's body stiffened suddenly. Her eyes widened and almost bulged out of her sockets. She turned to look at Qu Zhe and said in a trembling voice: "Qu Zhe, is this really what is said outside?"
Qu Zhe nodded lightly, took out a Shanshui Di newspaper from his sleeve, and whispered: "Sect Master, it has spread all over the world now. In the past few days, the flying swords have been inserted all over the back mountain."
Lin Yanli opened her mouth, jumped down the steps, and snatched the Shanshui Di newspaper from Qu Zhe's hand. After reading it carefully, Lin Yanli was so angry that she threw the Shan Shui Di newspaper on the ground.
"These old Confucian scholars from Guanhai Academy must have lost their minds. They can't even write articles clearly. They've done me a disservice!"
Li Wenxu knelt on the ground with a plop, knocked his head heavily, and said: "If Sect Master Jiang really has such magical powers, our Pavilion Master is willing to trade the entire Yanyun Pavilion!"
Lin Yanli laughed and cried, picked up the landscape newspaper from the ground, and said helplessly: "How can I have such ability? When a person dies, the cause and fate are destroyed, and when the soul disappears, the spirit is empty. Throughout the millions of years of immortality, has it ever happened?
Has anyone ever succeeded in embarking on the forbidden path?"
After saying that, Lin Yanli folded the Shanshui Di newspaper into pieces and gave it back to Qu Zhe. He said earnestly: "It's just the living people's hopes for the dead. It's better to let her go and let her reincarnate!"
Li Wenxu prostrated on the ground and did not speak for a long time. He also knew that there was absolutely no way to resurrect the dead in this world.
But what if it really does happen!
Li Wenxu stood up, patted his dust-stained robe, and saluted Lin Yanliji: "Thank you, Sect Leader Guo Jiang. I will tell my pavilion master the truth."
After saying that, Li Wenxu was about to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Yanli hurriedly blocked his way and said with a smile: "Elder Li, I heard that your Yanyun Pavilion business has gone to Mubei. I wonder if you are interested in doing something big!"
Hearing Lin Yanli say such words, Li Wenxu hesitated for a few seconds and whispered: "Sect Master Jiang, Yanyun Pavilion is engaged in serious business, and it is absolutely impossible to commit murder and arson."
When Lin Yanli heard this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He almost cursed.
What kind of theory is this? Is the Thousand Demons Sect only in the business of murder and arson?
In order not to offend the few Yanyun Pavilions who were willing to do business with Thousand Demons Sect, Lin Yanli could only smile sarcastically, took out the map of Shifang Mountain from his sleeve and handed it to Li Wenxu: "We, Thousand Demons Sect,
I want to develop Shifang Mountain, but I don’t know if Yanyun Pavilion is interested.”
"Develop the mountains in all directions!"
Not only Li Wenxu, Qu Zhe was also surprised.
Lin Yanli gently raised his arm, used his spiritual energy to outline a map of the Shifang Mountains in the air, and said softly: "The Shifang Mountains are connected to the back mountain of our Thousand Demons Sect. There are many ferocious beasts and spiritual plants in them. As long as they are developed properly,
This is a hugely profitable thing. You, Yanyun Pavilion, will provide the money, and we, the Thousand Demons Sect, will hire people to develop what we get. How about we divide it into 28 cents?"
Lin Yanli's proposal really attracted Li Wenxu. In his opinion, the Shifang Mountains were a treasure house, and the opportunities contained therein were too numerous to describe.
However, there were too many ferocious beasts in the Shifang Mountains and the uncertainty was too great. After much hesitation, he still shook his head and said: "This matter must be reported to the Pavilion Master. I can't make the decision!"
Seeing that Li Wenxu had no objection, Lin Yanli smiled and showed two small tiger teeth. This matter really had to be decided by the Pavilion Master of Yanyun Pavilion.
"I have already written the jade slip. You can take it back and show it to your pavilion master. He will agree to my proposal."
Lin Yanli was full of confidence, reached into her arms, took out a jade slip, and landed lightly on Li Wenxu's hand.
Li Wenxu nodded, cupped his hands and said, "I'm leaving!"
Watching Li Wenxu leave, Lin Yanli's eyes fell on Qu Zhe. Qu Zhe was numb by Lin Yanli's gaze. He felt that the poison in his heart was about to move, so he hurriedly knelt down on the ground and complimented: "Master, you are so awesome."
Awesome, you are this!"
Qu Zhe stretched out his thumb to make a gesture, which made Lin Yanli feel a little embarrassed.
She just wanted to hint Qu Zhe to move a few Taishi chairs to their straight positions.
After thinking for a few seconds, Lin Yanli handed another already written "Thousand Demons Sect Environmental Plan" from his sleeve to Qu Zhe's hand and said, "You can do this."
Hearing this, Qu Zhe felt happy and quickly hit his head on the ground, "Thank you, Master, I will do my best and go all out!"
After enjoying the rainbow fart blown by Qu Zhe, Lin Yanli slowly walked out of the hall.
As soon as I crossed the threshold, there was a thunder in the sky.
Lin Yanli looked at the dark clouds in the distance and murmured: "It's going to rain heavily again, and the waterways are going to overflow again."
Lin Yanli remembered very clearly that in the book, because Jiang Wanli did not lend the Biqing Umbrella to Sanqingmen, there was another flood after the heavy rain.
Floods submerged nearly 30% of the land in the southern region, causing food shortages and rampant plague.
Hanhai Kingdom took advantage of the great disaster that Rouge Kingdom suffered and sent a large army to invade.
The Rouge Kingdom suffered successive defeats due to natural and man-made disasters, and finally perished in the long river of history, becoming the talk of many practitioners after meals.
"I wonder what kind of changes will happen after I lend the Biqing Umbrella!"
Lin Yanli thought for a moment, found an uninhabited cliff, sat on the edge of the cliff and unfolded a water mirror.
She uses the art of clouds to borrow the water vapor from the clouds in the sky to turn the worldly scene into a mirage and present it in the water mirror.
The scenes in the water mirror kept switching, and Lin Yanli was still unable to find any trace of Xiao Luan. In the end, her eyes stopped on a village in Luanzhou in the Southern Region.
In the heavy rain, villagers carried hoes, rakes and other farm tools and ran back and forth on the muddy roads.
"Hurry, the Wei River is overflowing!"
"The dam in Dongxiang is rotten and is about to burst!"
"Let women and children take refuge in the back mountains!"
The rushing sound spread in the rain, and men rushed towards the dam carrying hoes and rakes.
Thunder roared and heavy rain poured down like a waterfall, soaking the entire village.
Strong winds hit, and waves several meters high were oncoming.
Seeing such a scene, Lin Yanli felt anxious for the people in the town.
"Run, run quickly! The embankment has burst!"
The earth seemed to be shaking, and in an instant, huge waves swept all the houses in, and the world fell into darkness.
Suddenly, a red light pierced the dark clouds, and the heavy rain stopped abruptly.
The water mirror in front of Lin Yanli was also broken by this red light. She quickly hugged her head and huddled on the ground, only to hear a roar in the sky.
She trembled on her lips and said quickly: "I was wrong, I will never spy on the hero again, don't hack me!"
After chanting loudly for more than ten times in a row, Lin Yanli's deep uneasiness eased slightly. She got up from the ground and returned to Changle Palace in despair.
Here, in the rain curtain, several flying swords stayed in the air.
"It's an immortal from the Sanqing Sect!"
"They're coming to our rescue!"
When the people saw the figure standing on the flying sword, their frightened expressions disappeared immediately. In an instant, great confidence surged through their bodies. The people knelt down in the rain and kowtowed, shouting words such as "The Immortal is coming to rescue".
The young man in the lead held up a big red umbrella. He gently pushed the umbrella out, and the turbulent Wei River slowly receded like a vicious dog meeting a fierce tiger.
Not only that, following the path of the big red umbrella, the ground veins opened up and a wide ditch was born.