There was a gentle breeze in the forest, and Li Zhujiu squatted on the top of a high branch, staring into the distance.
Lin Yanli stood under the tree, with a row of monks kneeling in front of her.
"Who asked you to go to Chunjian Tower to cause trouble, me? Did I ask you to go to Chunjian Tower to cause trouble?"
"It's amazing, it's amazing."
"You demolished the Patriarch Hall of Chunjian Tower today, are you going to attack Xuanhuang Island tomorrow, and demolish the Sanqingmen Mountain Gate the day after tomorrow?"
Qin Kunyu squatted on a stone, covering his mouth with his right hand and snickering.
A third-level monk scolded a group of fourth-level monks until they couldn't hold their heads up. Such a scene could only be seen in the Thousand Demons Sect.
If someone saw this, their jaws would definitely drop.
Lin Yanli stood with her hands on her hips, pointed at her optimistic forehead and cursed for a while, then turned to glare at the monk who was kneeling on the ground.
After staring for a long time with his small eyes widened, Lin Yanli sighed heavily.
After everything has been done, there is no point in regretting it. We can't send them to Chunjian Tower again.
Lin Yanli rubbed his face and said depressedly: "Since you are venting your anger on me, let's drop this matter. Our Thousand Demons Sect now has some foundation, but we can't be too ostentatious."
Optimistic raised his head and glanced at Lin Yanli, raised his right hand, and said with a smile: "Miss, I know, a big tree attracts the wind, and a gun will kill the first bird!"
Lin Yanli reached out and slapped Optimism on the head, angrily scolding, "I know you're still doing this!"
"It is my duty to vent my anger on the young lady!"
Optimistically, he patted his chest, and the Thousand Demon Sect priests who followed behind him shouted loudly: "It is my duty to vent my anger on the young lady."
"I didn't...ahem, I won't do it next time."
Lin Yanli's chest heaved. Although his face was still full of anger, his heart felt so happy.
But adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile and being humble, she still cannot be proud.
"You all get up."
Optimistic and others stood up straight, bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss, for your magnanimity!"
"Why are you so loud? It's so noisy."
Optimistically, he looked at the girl in front of him and said flatteringly: "Miss Zhuang is so powerful."
Lin Yanli glanced at Optimism with a strange expression.
"Optimistic, you have changed."
"My lady taught me well."
The corner of Lin Yanli's mouth trembled, and the optimistic rainbow farts came one after another. She remembered that the previous optimism was not like this.
A man of one hundred pounds, a rebel of ninety pounds. He used to be optimistic, but every day he thought about ascending to the position of the leader of Thousand Demons Sect. How come after hanging out with Lu Gui for a while, his appearance completely changed.
Cherish life and stay away from Lu Gui.
Lin Yanli muttered a few words in her mind and cast her gaze on the offerings behind Optimism.
Most of these worshipers are old people from the Thousand Demons Sect. They used to be Jiang Wanli's followers. Now these people are the confidence for her to speak.
Even if the Thousand Demons Sect recruits more disciples, and most of the sect is filled with fresh blood, as long as these people are there, the Thousand Demons will still be the Thousand Demons Sect. As for what Guanhai Academy said about changing the "Demon" in the Thousand Demons Sect to "Xuan"
, she would never agree.
The Thousand Demons Sect is Jiang Wanli's Thousand Demons Sect. It is also her Thousand Demons Sect, and it is not just her Thousand Demons Sect.
Lin Yanli glanced around, used his magical power, and threw the harvested storage bags in the cave on the ground. Dozens of storage bags were piled on the ground, like a small mound.
"These are the trophies I harvested in the cave. You can help me bring them back. The spiritual stones will be returned to my private treasury, the exercises will be sent to the library, and the spiritual treasures will be sent to the Spiritual Weapon Palace."
Optimistically looked at the storage bag on the ground and flattered him again.
"My lady is so powerful, there is no lady in the world who can rival you."
The priests from the Thousand Demons Sect behind heard the optimistic words and spoke one after another.
"Miss is amazing."
"Miss, you are blessed with great fortune."
"The young lady's golden elixir is the strongest."
Lin Yanli spent his time in a flurry of flattery
, I felt a little drifting, intoxicated for a moment, and suddenly remembered something. I rummaged through the "little mound" for a while, and found a small jade bottle.
She handed the jade vase to the optimistic hand and said: "There is a Bodhi tree in this. Plant it on the top of Lihe Mountain, but don't let me raise it to death."
Optimistically, he held the jade vase with both hands and said solemnly: "My subordinates will definitely handle this matter well."
The priest behind him was not idle at this moment, picking and picking on the ground, and quickly sorted the pile of storage bags on the ground into categories.
It has to be said that there is strength in numbers. It would definitely take a lot of time for Lin Yanli to come to such a "small mound" by himself.
Lin Yanli watched the offerings being sorted into storage bags in an orderly manner, nodded with satisfaction, and began to ask about recent events in the Thousand Demons Sect.
After learning that Lin Xifeng had gone to Thousand Demons Sect, Lin Yanli panicked.
Fortunately, the old monks in the Thousand Demons Sect who knew her identity followed Lin Yanli's instructions and created an illusion out of thin air that Jiang Wanli was in seclusion. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for her to get through.
Lin Xifeng went to Qian Mo Sect just because he wanted to see Jiang Wanli.
It's a pity that the real owner is in her sea of consciousness, sitting on a branch every day in a daze. Even if Lin Yanli wants them to meet, there is no way.
Is it possible to separate Jiang Wanli from the sea of consciousness?
How can this be done!
Lin Yanli was stunned for a moment, frightened by his bold idea. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it could really be done.
When a practitioner breaks through the four realms, the soul will be divided into Yin God and Yang God. If she gives up the Yin God, she will take Jiang Wanli as the Yin God...
Hiss - the idea works!
Lin Yanli's eyes widened and she gave a thumbs up to her fantastic idea.
Optimistically looking at the girl in front of him whose height had reached his chest, he couldn't help but sigh.
A few years have passed by, and the young girl has grown into a young girl.
He reached out and touched the girl's head out of nowhere.
Lin Yanli was startled for a moment, her eyes involuntarily glanced at the big hand on her head. After a while, she silently pulled out the Innocence Flying Sword from her sleeve.
"Tell me where you want to be buried, and I'll ask Qu Zhe to help you pick a good place."
"Miss, don't be impulsive."
"I think you should bury it in front of the mountain gate. Thousand Demons Sect disciples can help you keep the soil tightly when they pass by every day."
"Miss......"
"Touch the head and kill, ugly refusal!"
The surrounding Thousand Demon Sect priests looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know why Lin Yanli was so angry, and they didn't dare to go up to persuade him. They stood aside and watched two spiritual lights traveling through the forest.
Qin Kunyu squatted on the stone, holding his cheek with his right hand. It was not that he had any quirks, but that the muscles on his face were cramped from laughter.
Lin Yanli drew his sword fiercely, and he fought optimistically but escaped. Dangtang Sijing Daxiu was slapped all over his head by Lin Yanli. He was the only one in the world.
Li Zhujiu sat on the top of the tree, looking at the miserable optimism, and shook his head helplessly.
Eh!
It's your own fault that you can't live without. I don't know that Xiaoyanli hates having her head touched the most!