Li Shang patted the sword box and unfolded it like a peacock. When he was about to draw the sword, Qin Kunyu reached out to stop him.
Qin Kunyu lowered his voice and said: "The other party is a second-level monk. You can't handle it. Let Lin Yanli handle this matter by himself."
"But..." Li Chang opened his mouth, but did not speak again.
Lin Yanli didn't really want to stir up trouble. When he saw the disciples of the Sanqing Sect in the distance, he hurriedly shouted.
When the Sanqing Sect disciple saw Lin Yanli, he quickly stepped forward, took out a landscape newspaper from his storage bag, looked at Lin Yanli's face again and again, and bowed to Lin Yanli with both hands.
He bowed and said, "I've met Miss, what are your orders?"
Lin Yanli raised his eyebrows. The Sanqing Sect disciple in front of him looked like a promising young man who usually read the Shanshui Residence newspaper. Since he was recognized by others, it would be much easier to handle.
She raised her finger and pointed at the middle-aged man beside her, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Can I whip him?"
The muscles on the Sanqing Sect disciple's cheeks trembled. He looked down at the middle-aged man's hand, understood clearly, and said in a low voice: "Okay, please be merciful, Miss, and don't kill anyone."
Lin Yanli laughed sarcastically: "No, no, if you want to kill him, you have to go to Sanqingmen."
After receiving Sanqing Sect's permission, Lin Yanli grinned and shouted at Li Zhujiu: "Xiao Zhujiu presses his hands, Qin Kunyu presses his feet, and Li Shang presses his head!"
In an instant, the three of them swarmed forward, scaring the surrounding crowd into retreating several meters away.
"What is this for?"
"Hey, Labor and Capital are second-level monks!"
"Wait a minute, little girl, we have something to discuss, don't take off your pants..."
Li Chang knelt beside him, using both hands to activate the Qi in his Dantian, pressing his whole body weight on the middle-aged man's head, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction just now.
It was easy for Li Zhujiu. As soon as he straddled the middle-aged man's back with his legs, a long sword flew out of his sleeve and touched his neck. The middle-aged man obediently stretched out his hands without daring to move.
move.
Lin Yanli stood down from a high position, swiped her right hand across her chest, and the innocent flying sword flashed past, cutting off the middle-aged man's right arm with one strike.
"It was the right hand just now, right."
Blood splattered, scaring the onlookers and leaving them farther away.
"Sword cultivator, a sword cultivator close to the three realms!"
"Oh my God, this little girl is so cruel. She cut her hand off immediately."
"These people grew up on whatever they ate, and they have achieved such cultivation at such a young age!"
There was a lot of discussion around. Seeing the middle-aged man crying and wailing, the disciples of the Sanqing Sect couldn't help but feel numb, and warned: "Miss, please don't make us look too ugly."
Lin Yanli clapped his hands, took out a pill from the storage bag, stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth, and helped him take his arm back.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Lin Yanli buried her body next to the middle-aged man's ear, and the devil whispered: "Is the elixir effective?"
The middle-aged man was covered in cold sweat. He looked at his son who was scared out of his mind and said bravely: "The elixir is very effective."
"That's great!" Lin Yanli clapped his hands, took out a few porcelain bottles from the storage bag, and shouted loudly: "This is the marrow-breaking bone-setting pill refined by Qianmo Sect, which is composed of thirty-six kinds.
Refined from spiritual plants, look at this middle-aged uncle, I cut off his hand and it took ten breaths of time to reattach it."
"Only when monks have reached the third realm can their physical body be able to recover. Cutting off hands and feet for low-level monks is the same as cutting off the path to immortality. Today's elixir is a reward. One pill only costs fifty spiritual stones, and a bottle only costs four hundred spiritual stones. How much more?
Buy as cheaply as possible, quantity is limited, this is your only chance!"
The disciples of the Sanqing Sect who were wearing crescent robes were shocked. They did not expect that Lin Yanli would perform such an operation. He hurriedly sent a messenger flying sword to the sect master's palace to inform Li Muqing of the situation here.
Lin Yanli kept shouting, but no one around him stepped forward, so he drew his sword and chopped off the middle-aged man's right arm again.
The middle-aged man's face was ashen, and he didn't have the air he had at the beginning. He was like a pig that had lost its hair and was being slaughtered.
"Look, everyone, this is a real kill, there is no fraud at all!"
Lin Yanli slapped the middle-aged man's mouth and fed him another pill. Soon, the severed limb was reattached and the body was back to normal.
The onlookers gasped. Although many of them were monks and were accustomed to seeing cruelty, performing such a show in front of everyone still made people feel chilled in their hearts.
However, this marrow-breaking and bone-reinforcing elixir is really effective.
An old monk boldly stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's right arm, his eyes lit up: "Hey, amazing, the meridians are connected well, it's a good elixir, give me a bottle, who doesn't have a millionaire?"
One..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was immediately alert.
The old man's words make sense. It's okay for him to be poor. His children are worshiping immortals, fighting daily, traveling far away, and experiencing secret realms. Who is safe?
Even if you are trying to sell iron, you still have to leave a guarantee for your children.
"Here, give me two."
With the first person, there will immediately be a second follower.
"I want two bottles!"
"I'm short of money, give me one."
"Xiaozhujiu, collect spiritual stones!"
The pills in Lin Yanli's storage bag were swept away, replaced by shiny spiritual stones.
Perhaps because Li Chang's strength was too strong, the middle-aged man couldn't help but struggle. Li Chang slapped his head with his backhand and said coldly: "Be honest. If you are not honest, I'll chop off your head. The head won't be reattached."
After saying this, the middle-aged man really became motionless.
Lin Yanli slowly returned to the front of the team, the storage bag on his waist was bulging, and his face was full of joy. After stopping, he turned to look at the pale boy.
"Uncle, you said your son is a genius? Do you want me to be your son's maid?"
The middle-aged man broke into a cold sweat and said with a wry smile: "These are all stupid things said by villains. Miss, there are a lot of them..."
Lin Yanli knelt down, held her cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile: "I am a little girl. Little girls are not big-bellied, but I am very stingy."
The middle-aged man only regretted that he was blinded by lard and allowed himself to suffer this disaster in vain. If he could walk out of Sanqingmen safely this time, he would definitely go to the White Horse Temple in the West and burn a pot of incense for the Western saints.
"How about this? How about you touch my hand once, take two of my pills, and withdraw 10,000 spirit stones from the storage bag?"
"Ten thousand...!" The middle-aged man's tongue twitched and he was almost speechless, "Miss, isn't the elixir worth fifty spiritual stones each?"
Lin Yanli blinked his eyes and said innocently: "I didn't sit down and raise the price. Two pills cost one hundred spiritual stones, but if you touch my hand once, it will cost you nine thousand nine hundred spiritual stones."
Already."
"How can I have so many spiritual stones!!!"
"If you don't have a spiritual stone, you can use other things as collateral. Cave mansions, spiritual weapons, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, talismans, and formation disks are all acceptable. If you don't want to pay for the spiritual stone, you can go with your son to our Thousand Demons Sect to dig spiritual mines.
I will give you a monthly salary of eight spiritual stones, and you only need to work for a hundred years to pay off this debt."