Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 218 It’s a pity that I have a brain in vain, but I don’t know how to count the days.

"Urgent, urgent, Emei sent him to be anxious!" Looking at the purple-green thunder that suddenly exploded from outside the universe, Wang Li grinned, as if he heard a boss frantically slapping his thighs. The sound of joy.

It was as if we could see dozens of figures, you holding the arm, me holding the head, and him holding the thigh, holding on to a certain angry figure with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha...Brother from the Emei Sect, why are you so impatient?"

"That's right, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't rush now. Emei sent me to sit down first. Let's sit here hand in hand and have a good chat. We will discuss how to ward off demons and defend the country for a while."

"What? You said that the most powerful demon in this world, the Demon Sect, is the Emei Sect? Hahahahaha, this is so interesting, so good... No, I mean this is so sad!"

"We, the Qingcheng Faction, will do our part to eliminate demons and defend the Way! Brother, don't worry, I, the Qingcheng Faction, will do the work. Don't worry, we will definitely do all this evil. We will be lawless, with sores on our heads, and pus on our feet. We will do our best and be useless." All the evil heretics in the Emei Sect have been reduced to ashes. If even a blade of grass can grow on their Ningbi Cliff Mountain Gate in the next ten thousand years, it means our Qingcheng Sect has not eradicated the Emei Sect thoroughly enough!"

"..."

With the group of Qingcheng sect bosses outside the sky watching the fun, Wang Li naturally regarded the purple and green thunder as farts and didn't care at all about the already frustrated thoughts.

If you are capable, please appear in front of me now.

What’s the point of having no one raging far away?

Wang Li lowered his eyes and looked at Qi Zhenjun, who up to now seemed to still be confused about the situation. He had not even heard the thunder outside the universe. He said happily: "What? Don't you understand what I said?" Really? Could it be that you said very unpleasant "words" about the Emei sect, but now you can't say them out?"

"This...this...junior, junior..."

Qi Zhenjun was looking around, looking left and right, talking upside down, talking nonsense, his eyes were shaking constantly, and even his vision was pieced together in a haphazard manner. All the words and actions that wanted to ultimately insult the Emei Sect were clearly there. It's on the edge of my mouth, but it seems to be blocked tightly, and I can't get even half of it out!

"This shouldn't be..." Qi Fungus had a hard time describing his situation at the moment.

"Is it possible that deep down in my heart, I still have loyalty to the Emei Sect? And I still think that I can't insult and abuse it? How is this possible?!"

You know, although he is the contemporary leader of the Emei Sect, this world is already an extremely bad world.

In such an environment, as long as anyone still retains the slightest kindness in his heart, he will definitely be eaten alive by the green-eyed cultivators around him who are like beasts built by greed and malice. Not even an ounce of existence will remain!

If you want to live happily in this world and become a master, you must be selfish, refined and self-centered.

Except for yourself, everything can be discarded or traded!

And Qi Zhenjun was able to climb all the way up in such an environment, trampling on the stairs composed of countless bones, flesh, and corpses to become the leader of the Emei Sect. One can imagine how terrible the darkness was hidden in his heart.

It can be said that since Wang Li can let him live and even give him unimaginable benefits, let alone insulting and insulting the Emei Sect, even if he is allowed to have a live battle with many ancestors of the Emei Sect. During the three-month ultimate humiliation, he always did his part and got the first step.

He would be so anxious that he would bar his teeth if anyone tried to rob him!

Don't say nonsense like kneeling down to beg for food.

This kind of great thing is like a chance coming from the sky. How many people in the world want to kneel down but can't find the way!

"But there is obviously no psychological pressure at all, but why can't I open my mouth?" Qi Zhenjun was puzzled.

In the dark, if there is boundless terror descending on Qi Zhenjun, it seems that as soon as he opens his mouth, he will definitely sink forever and be unable to escape!

So now he is simply pretending to be confused, fully intending to try to get over this matter.

"~" Wang Li looked at the head of the Emei Sect in the palm of his hand and couldn't help but shake his head at his cleverness. Even if you, the leader of the Emei Sect, are like this, do you think you can survive as long as you don't speak?

As long as you are alive, you are the biggest black spot of the Emei sect.

As long as the Emei sect can take a breather, they will wipe out you, the Emei sect in this world, and the "existence" itself in the timelines, no matter how hard they try!

"But if you can be tougher and really insult and insult the Emei sect in front of everyone, you really won't be without a trace of life."

After all, in the multi-dimensional world of Shushan Swordsman, the Emei sect is self-centered and greedy. There are countless beings in the world waiting to see his big joke.

There are far more than just one Qingcheng sect family here!

If this Qi Zhenjun really speaks...

Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how good it can be, no matter whether he will fall into the eighteenth level of hell and be tortured forever, but at least he is a dog and his life can definitely be saved.

"It's a pity that I have a brain in vain, but I just don't know how to predict the future..." Wang Li smiled happily.

What is the number of days?

Cultivation of immortality is not about fighting and killing, it is about being human and worldly!

If you don't even know what "favor" is, then you can only get into an accident!

"Since I can't tell you, let's forget it." Wang Li said: "But I still have a little thing that I need help from you, the leader of the Emei Sect."

"Senior, please rest assured. It doesn't matter if you say a small thing, even if it is a big thing. Our Emei sect is rich in the world, has natural resources and treasures, and countless magical weapons and artifacts. There will always be something suitable for seniors." Qi Zhenjun wanted to express by patting his chest.

"Jie Jie Jie - I don't need that."

While talking and laughing, Wang Li, who was standing outside the sky, patted the air, and the power of atomic control was immediately activated. Countless "atoms" that were invisible to the naked eye were gathered according to Wang Li's will. Fabrications appear.

In just a few breaths, Wang Li erected a ninety-nine-storey, majestic altar for the direct descendants of the Taoist sect.

On this altar of sacrifice, countless secret spells and seal records from the Qingcheng Dao Sect are looming like tadpole inscriptions. There are ninety-nine floors, each of which perfectly carves the grand scene of Qingcheng's heavenly realm one by one.

Mysterious, lofty, supreme... Countless words can linger on this altar in a trance.

"Master Qi, what do you think this altar needs now?"

Before Qi Zhenjun, who was suddenly dripping with cold sweat, could speak, Wang Li slapped the head of the Emei Sect into the uppermost sacrificial platform of the altar with a backhand.

"Yanyan."

"Ah? Big brother." Xiao Yanyan, who was poking her head in Wang Li's armpit, suddenly raised her little head.

"Take the photographic stones of the Emei Sect that you took along the way, and the black flags and flags that I just collected. Go and kowtow at the top of the altar."

"Is it enough to just kowtow?" Xiao Yanyan bit her finger, with crystal clear innocence in her eyes.

"Well, just knock on one!"

(End of this chapter)