Zhao Yuanli's seemingly inconspicuous words seemed to be talking about the sore spot in Lingxiao Zhenren's heart, the old man's face changed slightly, probably thinking about something secretly, and finally nodded and said: "What you said is really good, go on!"

"Good!"

Now that these words have already begun, Zhao Yuanli is not ambiguous, and said with a big grin: "Now that your old man is still there, those enemies will definitely not go up the mountain to find trouble, but you just said it yourself, the end is approaching, and your life is not long, if you really die, do you think that with a few disciples under your command, you can resist the enemy family coming to seek revenge? Or do you think which of your friends will help you and do whatever it takes?"

"This ......"

I have to say that although Zhao Yuanli's words are very difficult to hear, the meaning is already very obvious, and even extremely reasonable, not only Lingxiao Zhenren pondered for a long time, but even Sun Xiaohua, Xue Ling and others, who had been listening below, also looked thoughtful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Lingxiao Zhenren's opinion, he himself is estimated to only be able to last ten days and half a month, and when he dies of longevity, the safety of the entire Jianyun Mountain is indeed a big problem, although various defensive formations have been arranged in the mountain, and he also asked a few old friends to help take care of his disciples, the key is that his enemies will not be polite to him.

Especially among those people, there are a few people whose cultivation is only a little lower than him, if it weren't for the fear that he would return to the light and fight to the death, it is estimated that they will all hit the door now, and it is very simple to want revenge, as long as they are silently guarding outside the mountain, can the people of Jianyun Mountain still not go out of the mountain for the rest of their lives?

Lingxiao Zhenzhen only accepted four personal disciples in his life, the eldest disciple Zhu Yi was born short, his body was defective, and his cultivation realm was the slowest, and he had only cultivated to the late stage of the ghost and god realm for more than a thousand years, and it was estimated that if he wanted to break through, he didn't know how much time it would take.

The second disciple Mo Ling and the third disciple Mo Yun are biological brothers, their talents are much stronger than Zhu Yi, and now they have reached the middle stage of the Divine Journey Realm, both of them are now in retreat and penance, trying to improve their cultivation before Ling Xiao Zhenren dies, if someone really knocks on the door, they will have to resist for a while.

As for his fourth apprentice, although he has the best talent and is also the most pleasing to him, it is a pity that he was seriously injured and died of injuries as early as two hundred years ago because of a fight with the enemy, which is really embarrassing to be one step ahead of him, who became a master.

The rest of the people are all young boys, or miscellaneous servants of the outer sect, and they are not real disciples at all, so after his death, the entire Jianyun Mountain can really take out the monk masters, and there are only three of them, Zhu Yi and the Mo family brothers, and there is no way to resist the powerful attack of the enemy.

In fact, Lingxiao Zhenren had already expected this situation, but he didn't have any good way, he originally planned to resign himself to fate, and it was a big deal to give up the dojo of Jianyun Mountain, and let the three disciples go their separate ways, hiding incognito, so as not to be found by the enemy.

But now that he heard Zhao Yuanli say this, he seemed to be sure enough to solve this matter, and for the sake of the safety of his disciples, he asked with a solemn face: "This little brother, according to what you said, are you going to use the careful plan you thought of in exchange for the 'Positive and Negative Yuan Magnetic Sword Technique'?"

As soon as Ling Xiaozhen's voice fell, Zhao Yuanli hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Plan? A person like me, who is naturally too lazy to use his brain, how can he come up with any elaborate plan! Let me tell you this, you give me the sword technique, I guarantee that no one will dare to move every grass and tree in Jianyun Mountain within five hundred years, how about it, this exchange condition is okay, right?"

"Little brother, I don't know what kind of forces are behind you to support you, dare to boast that you can protect Jianyun Mountain for five hundred years? Do you know that among my enemies, there are several cultivators who have entered the Dao realm, will they sell you face?"

Zhao Yuanli's so-called quid pro quo made Lingxiao Zhenren frown when he heard it, if it weren't for the strong self-confidence exuded by Zhao Yuanli, which would not be underestimated at a glance, he was a little suspicious that Zhao Yuanli was opening his mouth and making trouble, and wanted to drive him directly out of the mountain.

The people who have this idea are not only Lingxiao Zhenren, but even the other people present have this kind of thought, just kidding, now that the Three Realms Dao Law has withered, the cultivation realm of countless monks is slow, and it is not as magnificent as it was in ancient times, and there are many outstanding people.

If someone cultivates to the realm of ghosts and gods, they can occupy one side, open a sect, become the ancestor of the mountain, and accept the disciples of the sect, not to mention that there is also the realm of the gods and gods, and then the realm of entering the Dao, the gap between them is really too great.

That kind of cultivator is already rare, and the ancestors of the major families and sects who have survived the longest time are nothing more than that, those people are willing to obediently listen to Zhao Yuanli's words and not make a move on Jianyun Mountain within five hundred years?

"Oh, you don't seem to believe what I say, so I'll report myself!"

In the face of the doubts on everyone's faces, Zhao Yuanli was not annoyed and angry, he straightened up and said word by word: "My name is Zhao Yuanli, my surname is Zhao, the Zhao of the God of Wealth, is the weight of these words enough?"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

As soon as Zhao Yuanli finished speaking, Xiong Wanyou casually asked back, almost didn't him off, he finally reported himself to his home, and wanted to shock everyone, but he didn't expect to meet such an uninformed bear demon, which was really too bad.

At the same time, Sun Xiaohua also slowly pondered in his heart, he still knew this God of Wealth, after all, he had most of the information left by the monkey in his head, including the names of various gods in the Ancient Heavenly Court, the God of Wealth was Zhao Gongming, usually a Taoist image riding a black tiger.

However, since the ancient Heavenly Court was broken by the demon clan, all the stars and gods inside the Heavenly Court have disappeared, and even the thirty-three days of scenic spots have been hidden, and it is impossible to enter and find out without a unique way to enter and exit.

Since Zhao Yuanli said that he has a relationship with the God of Wealth, is the family behind him a descendant of Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, or is there an immortal inheritor of the God of Wealth in the Zhao family, who has cultivated to an extremely high level and can give Jianyun Mountain protection for five hundred years?

(To be continued.) )