Chapter 435: The Great Battle

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The internal purge of the Evil Warding Sword Sect is in full swing, but this has nothing to do with Li Ji, and he is too lazy to pay attention to these troubles.

In the next few days, he mainly flipped through the treasured classics of the Evil Sword Sect, as well as the treasures in the inner library, and the results made him very disappointed, the exercises were mediocre, the secret techniques were nondescript, and the materials were messy, except for some sea beast demon pills accumulated over the past thousand years because they were located in the sea area, he basically didn't see anything eye-catching.

This is the current situation of small and medium-sized sects, he was born in Xuanyuan, and he has experienced the incomparably rich influence of foreign objects such as the Linglong Upper Realm, and the collection of small and medium-sized sects that are idle has been completely unable to seduce his interest.

Such a reality made his original idea of robbing other small sects a lot lighter, they were all meatless bones, and it didn't taste much to bite it, and it was very boring.

In his eyes, it was shabby enough, and those few sects were still working together as if they were going to eat fat, so you can imagine what kind of goods the likes of the Emperor Sword Sect are!

During the period, Qingye, Yan Gang, Shan Qingyi and other heart-warming monks also came to ask him for some questions in practice, Li Ji explained their doubts in a decent manner, and he didn't hide his personal selfishness in the basics, and he didn't mention a word about the core things.

What are you kidding, he is not really a lonely smoker, he has no obligation to train disciples for others, even if he really wants to cultivate a few henchmen, he has to wait a few years, more than ten years to see the nature of these people, and voluntarily serve Xuanyuan under the premise that it is possible.

The Fa is not taught lightly, the Tao is not taught lightly, the Taoist ancestors are all taught like this, are there still few lessons from the farmer and the snake?

Eight days later, the main high-level of the monks of the four factions finally appeared, and the time was later than Li Ji expected, but because of the lateness, it also came exceptionally neatly, and there were even a few Jin Dan outside the four factions, the so-called masters in the cultivation world who spoke for others, obviously, the opponent was very well prepared.

It also means that this is not necessarily a good thing.

There were a total of thirteen Jin Dan, and there was not a single low-level monk, lined up in a line, and they were magnificent.

Li Ji narrowed his eyes, he was thinking, if these thirteen were slaughtered, would the Thousand Islands Domain be shaken too much?

The sky above the mountain gate was occupied by thirteen Jin Dan lined up, and inside the mountain gate, the nervous and panicked monks who warded off evil spirits had already lined up, and the number of people was enough, hundreds of people, but there was no doubt that there was a difference between them and people in terms of momentum.

A heart-stirring monk shouted, "Quick, open the sect formation!"

Li Ji went up and slapped him on the head, "Open, open a fart! Do I have a reason to close the door to ward off evil spirits and entertain guests? Go, pull out those meat tickets, as long as someone dares to break into the mountain gate, you don't care about anything else, just tear up these meat tickets, can you do it?"

Everyone below responded in unison: "Do it, do it!"

Li Ji shook his body, and the person had already arrived in front of the thirteen golden pills, and he spat and foamed, and said with a big stab:

"The row is as neat as the row, are you waiting to eat the fruit? Come, report your name one by one, otherwise when Grandpa makes a move, you can only go to Lord Yama to sign up!"

When the monk reached the realm of Jindan, his cultivation, patience and self-control have reached a very high height, but even so, more than half of the Jindan was angry and his expression changed greatly, but no one dared to take the lead, eight days ago, this person was alone against five Jindan, killed three and captured two, the ability is needless to say, this time everyone gathered thirteen Jindan, and there was an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

However, the account can't be calculated like this, Jian Xiu has always been not afraid of group fights, if he spreads his legs and feet and runs and kills, the thirteen people may not be able to trap him.

A high-crowned Taoist man in a yellow robe with a golden dragon embroidered on it stood up, and his voice was like a golden stone,

"Lone Yanzi, you kill innocents indiscriminately, despise order, start factional strife in vain, and destroy the overall situation of peace and stability in my Thousand Islands for thousands of years, today I have four factions in the Sea of Heavens, plus a few elders and friends in the Thousand Islands who are eager for good work and righteousness, and have a far-reaching reputation, are here to give an explanation, if you can't make me satisfied, next year and today, it will be the anniversary of your evil spirit!"

Li Ji narrowed his eyes, "Which one are you?"

The Imperial Robe Daoist stagnated, and the anger in his heart did not come out on the surface, "Tian'an, the head of the Poor Dao Emperor Sword Sect, Daoyou killed my two junior brothers last time, I don't know how you plan to settle this account?"

Li Ji looked at him seriously, "You want to hear the truth?"

Tianandao people waved their sleeves, "Even if you say it!"

Li Ji said word by word, "I'm thinking, I want your Imperial Sword Gate to apologize to me for warding off evil spirits, I'm afraid you won't be able to lose this face, and I want me to bow to your Imperial Sword, Lao Tzu doesn't have this habit, so it's better for Grandpa to destroy your whole door and be happy, everyone is relaxed?"

The people of Tian'an Dao were furious, and the power was like an emperor who was angry, and he was about to lay in wait for thousands of miles.

"Daring, Beast! You ......"

Li Ji couldn't help him finish speaking, his voice was higher and wilder than him,

"Your grandmother's wearing a royal robe is like Grandpa's big-tailed wolf here?

Jiao is a grandson, a mongrel, you know?

Occupy a small island with a big fart, gather a few birdmen who have never seen the world, and you dare to call yourself a lonely widow? Go back and see if your ancestral grave has this green smoke?

Donkeys don't know how long their faces are, you first wash the fishy smell of oysters on your body, and then come to talk to your grandfather!"

Tian'an Taoist people mix garlic on their mouths, he is a self-proclaimed and virtuous Taoist master, and he usually gets along with elegant and noble guests, where have you seen such a sharp tooth and sharp mouth, like a shrew scolding the street?

At that time, he was so angry that the first Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, knowing that he could not take advantage of his mouth, he simply condensed his breath and wanted to do it, but an old man with a thin face and a wrinkled face next to him stretched out his hand, gently pressed it on his shoulder, and shook his head.

This is the Haiyou Taoist, the Qiandao region is very famous for the old Jindan Sanxiu, the most lively, like to shovel things and mix things, how many years down, people have gradually accepted the existence of such a person, no matter red and white happy events, disputes and disputes, there is no shortage of the shadow of a person like him.

Such people, the four factions invited a few this time, one is to help the fist to be strong, and the other is to talk and mediate, but the Haiyou Daoist is the oldest among them and has the most reputation.

Besides, this kind of occasion is exactly where the idlers say that the art of the Haiyou Daoist specializes in it, and if it is really for a fight, it is good to find a thug assassin, so why invite them to donate guests who rely on their reputation to eat?

This is the art of negotiation, too far away there is a sense of estrangement, which is not conducive to the communication between the two sides, and the initiative to approach also seems to be in their own chest, and there is no fear, which is a very appropriate tactic.

"Poor road sea tour, for the dispute between the two parties, I wonder if the lonely smoke Taoist friend can give a thin face?"

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