Chapter 2022 Soaring monster 26

   are very patient, no one speaks.

  Meng Li had been chatting with Zhuang Ran one after another, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

  For such a long time, everyone has had a few pots of tea.

  Some people can’t drink it anymore, and they feel a little anxious. They don’t want to express their opinions, but they want to see others express their opinions.

  Meng Li spoke again:

  "Have you not considered it yet?"

  Everyone hesitated and didn't say a useful word for a long time.

  Meng Li said, “Now I’m giving you a step down, why don’t you step down and have to think about it for so long.”

   "Actually, whether you answer or not will have little impact on me. I can still use my own strength to converge your disciples, and even directly restrict your development."

  There is a suzerain who finally couldn’t help but speak:

   "Ancestor of the Quicksand, why do you refuse to help our group of monks, but sympathize with the weak."

  He really can’t understand.

  Meng Li raised her eyebrows, she was not entrusted by heaven.

  She did not answer the suzerain’s question, but continued:

   "Now that you agree, you will have a step down and take the initiative to restrain your disciples. The indigenous people will still feel that your conscience has discovered it. They will thank you and accept you."

   "If you don't agree now, the indigenous people will not suffer too much, but when they grow up to compete with you, it may be an endless battle."

   "Are you willing?"

  Everyone was silent again.

   "In fact, you have no choice now. Your only choice is to go down the steps and save yourself some face, so that you won't lose in the battle with the indigenous people and feel humiliated."

   "Tianjue, what do you think?" Meng Li looked at Li Tianjue.

  Li Tianjue: "……"

  Why click his name at a critical moment.

  Why? !

  He looked at others, some people's expressions were unpredictable, but many others began to waver.

  They also understand this truth. The indigenous people are getting stronger and stronger, and they are more and more unable to suppress them. It is better to take advantage of the goodwill now, and then it will not be easy to be humiliated by the other party.

   "Ancestor, I am willing to follow in your footsteps and restrain your disciples together with you." Li Tianjue was cruel, closed his eyes, and said.

  After speaking, he felt that the whole space was quiet.

  Countless eyes fell on him, making him a little uncomfortable.

  Meng Li smiled with satisfaction and said to Li Tianjue: “Sect Master Tianjue is a sensible and current affairs. Instead of letting others humiliate you, it’s better to give yourself a face.”

  There was a suzerain who couldn’t help but said: “Even if the natives become stronger, we can’t say that our monks must lose.”

  Meng Li looked at him: "You think you can do it, you think you can beat the opponent."

  When Meng Li said that, his face flushed red, but he insisted: "Yes, why can't we have a little confidence in ourselves? I think we will be suppressed by the indigenous people at that time."

  Meng Li picked up the teapot and poured water for herself, and found that it was empty. Before she knew it, she had finished drinking. Li Tianjue quickly asked someone to give her another pot.

  Meng Li took a sip of tea, looked at him and said:

   "Whether they can suppress your group of monks is actually up to me."

   "If I give them the way to deal with you, they can do it, just as they have weaknesses, but you don't know it."

   "You have crushed them now. It is crushed by absolute strength. With the same strength, you must look for the other party's weakness."

  She sighed faintly again: "I have never told them the fatal weakness of the monks, and I also hope that you can coexist, not who will exterminate each other."

   "I will also make many magical implements, talisman, these things that fight against your cultivators, if these things let them learn..." Meng Li didn't finish speaking, and didn't mean to continue speaking.

  Everyone was speechless when they heard the words.

  I really want to knock the head of the ancestor of the quicksand to see what is inside.

  "Ancestor, if you can support our monks, we are willing to support you together, and are willing to honor you as the lord." The sect master just said.

  In fact, at this point, his meaning is also very obvious, that is, he is unwilling to get along with the indigenous people.

  Meng Li gave him a surprised look.

The concept of    Lord is equivalent to the supreme ruler among the monks, and it has the supreme status among the monks.

  Everyone suddenly felt that this is a good way. If the ancestor of the quicksand is willing to support them, why not respect him?

  At that time, with his help, this world will be the world of monks.

  All resources belong to them, and all races must surrender to them. Even the most beautiful elves can marry them.

  Meng Li shook his head: “No, I don’t want to be the Lord. My only wish is world peace.”

  Everyone: "..."

  People in the world do things, all have plans and desires.

  The position of the Lord can't move him, what is he asking for?

  Really so selfless and great? I'm afraid it's not a neuropathy.

  Seeing that some people still want to persuade her, Meng Li shook his head and said, “Don’t say more, I’m determined.”

   "Today you can only choose the plan I proposed, which is good for everyone."

  Zhuang Ran said with great regret next to him: "Hey, Lord, you just refused."

  "Do you know what the Lord is? You refuse." He said bitterly.

  Meng Li ignored him, and he said: "I want the world to know that the ancestor of the quicksand has become the lord."

   "The Lord is the ancestor of the quicksand."

  Meng Li: "You have become a soul, and you still care about these false names."

  "Why should that person be named alive? Otherwise, where did my name of the ancestor of the quicksand come from?" Zhuang Ran gave Meng Li a white look.

  Meng Li: "It makes sense."

  "Will you promise them, OK?" Zhuang Ran pursed his lips and stared at Meng Li.

  Meng Li resolutely refused: "No, I want world peace."

   "Problem." Zhuang Ran once again gave Meng Li a blank eye.

  And everyone fell into silence again, they all thought hard, trying to come up with another way.

  Meng Li also followed them. After all the conditions of the Lord are brought out, can they offer better conditions than this?

   is obviously not possible.

  Meng Li was sipping tea in a hurry, and looked at them when he was fine, and saw an unknown fire in their hearts.

  They really couldn't think of a way, no one spoke again, Meng Li found Song Yan in the crowd.

   asked him: "Sect Master Song, Sect Master Tian Jue has already stated that he is willing to restrain his disciples, what do you think?"

  Song Gao: "..."

  His current mood is exactly the same as Li Tianjue's mood just now.

  But I have been asked by name, and did not think of any other way, and Li Tianjue expressed his position first...

  He gritted his teeth and said, "Song Yan is also willing to follow the steps of the ancestor and restrain his disciples."

  (End of this chapter)

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