Meng Li continued to pay attention to them, while also working hard to cultivate himself.
Silently watching them become more and more arrogant, they really began to enslave the indigenous people here.
"What are you doing?" Meng Li stopped the two monks walking in front.
He glanced at the dwarves behind them.
This world is really full of flowers. Dwarves are good at forging, digging and building. Although they live in seclusion, they still have trade relations with the outside world. They have a lot of stones, which can be sold, or they can help others build houses, and the rewards they get are used for In exchange for their daily necessities and fine wine.
This race is very obsessed with wine.
But now, the group of dwarves were trapped by ropes and walked behind the monks in frustration.
Meng Li usually didn't come forward to grab things, but this time he had to come forward, and he actually wanted to enslave a race.
"What does it have to do with you?" The monk standing in front had a beard on his chin, his eyes were not big, his cheekbones were high, and his face gave people a very cunning look.
He was looking at Meng Li at the moment. This woman with short curly hair was from this place no matter what angle she looked at.
Although she was covered with a veil and could not see clearly her appearance, it did not hinder his judgment. Since she was from here, how many of them could beat them
What's more, they are still two people.
Meng Li glanced at the group of dwarfs again. They were still so depressed and did not become optimistic because of his appearance.
In their minds, how could one person stop these two monsters
"Where are you taking them?" Meng Li asked the bearded man again.
The bearded man stretched out his hand and pushed Meng Li: "Get out of the way and stop meddling in other people's business. We don't need you to interfere with what we're doing."
"Then I can't let you take them away today." Meng Li said lightly, keeping a suitable distance from the bearded man.
"Oh, haha..." The bearded man seemed to have heard the big joke, laughed, and then said:
"Excuse me, little girl, are you the highest-level magician in the world? If not, stay away from us, because you can't stop us at all."
Meng Li chuckled twice: "I'm not."
"Just get out!" The bearded man completely lost his good tone and became very impatient.
Meng Li spared him and headed towards the dwarves. Seeing this, the bearded man and his companions planned to stop them, but they were surprised to find that they could not move.
"What did you do to us?" the bearded man asked in horror.
Meng Li smiled: "Don't you know the art of confinement?"
"Impossible, what are you using to imprison me? I don't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power." The bearded man's face was ashen, and his companion looked at Meng Li angrily.
Meng Li shook his head helplessly: "This world is not just about spiritual power. You people, you should respect this world. This is not a place that you just make up."
"Magic and fighting spirit can't do it. Spiritual power is the most powerful." The bearded man said firmly.
Meng Li: "Magic fighting spirit is not unpowerful."
It's just that most of the people here haven't practiced to that point. High-level magicians can still defeat them, but a few high-level magicians can't deal with such a large number of monks.
Besides, she used the space confinement technique, and he didn't understand the power of space. Even if he did, he didn't understand it himself, and of course he couldn't feel it.
"I don't care, spiritual power is the most powerful."
Meng Li said angrily: "It's wrong."
"Why am I talking to you about this?"
The bearded man snorted: "Let me go."
Meng Li laughed angrily: "I've already trapped you, but I let you go just because of your words. Doesn't it look a bit silly?"
Bearded man: "..."
"Let us go first. We have no other intention. We just want them to build houses for our sect. The current houses are not very good." The bearded man's companion softened his tone and said.
Meng Li looked at the dwarves and asked:
"Would you like that?"
Only then did the dwarves see hope and regarded Meng Li as their savior, and they all expressed their opinions:
"We don't want to, we don't make deals with monsters."
"Shut up, you are talking about monsters all day long. We are human beings, not monsters." The bearded man said extremely irritatedly.
He was called a monster when he came into this world. Fortunately, he was strong enough, otherwise he wouldn't have died.
He couldn't understand why he had worked so hard to cultivate and ascend, and then he came to such a poor place. In terms of spiritual energy, it was similar to the previous world. There were so many messy species here that were annoying. He was still different from the past because of this. My relatives and friends are separated by two worlds, and I no longer have the status in the previous world. Everything has to be started from scratch.
"You are monsters to begin with. Even if the king asks us to build a palace, he will not tie us up." An old dwarf said loudly.
Meng Li waved his hand at the old dwarf: "Stop talking about it."
"Am I wrong? Don't you think they are monsters?" The dwarf looked at Meng Li aggrievedly.
Meng Li: "No."
"Yes!" The dwarves looked at Meng Li in surprise, wondering what Meng Li was thinking.
In their minds, as long as they are from this world, they should call these outsiders monsters.
Meng Li has a headache, so how can we make them live in peace
It’s too hard to talk.
After all, it is a matter of strength. As long as the strength is balanced, no one can do anything to anyone else, and they will naturally live in peace.
But it’s too difficult.
"Look, you also said that we are not." Meng Li's words made the two monks feel much better.
Meng Li: "But if you enslave them, they are no different from monsters."
"Did any of your eyes see that we enslaved them? We just invited them back. That's why they didn't want to. We will also pay them later." The bearded man argued.
Meng Li shook his head and really didn't want to say more.
"I will take these dwarves away." Meng Li stretched out his hand and touched the ropes that bound the dwarves. They were specially made.
It can be regarded as a magic weapon, and it requires enough force to shake it open.
The bearded man thought he had troubled Meng Li, and raised a smile on his lips: "Is it because you can't untie the rope? That's why your wisdom is far inferior to ours. This is a magic weapon. Do you know what a magic weapon is?"
Meng Li felt really noisy, so he raised his hand and slapped the bearded man hard on the back of the head, almost knocking him unconscious:
"Stop talking."
The bearded man had never been so wronged since he came to this world, and he immediately became furious: "You want to die."
Meng Li stared at him indifferently: "Even if you say harsh words, you still have to understand the situation clearly. Aren't you just like the fish on the chopping board that I can slaughter?"
"If you dare to kill me, you will face the pursuit of my entire sect." The bearded man said sternly: "Don't be arrogant, I have a magic weapon on my body that can send back the last image of me before my death."