Meng Li smiled and let them do whatever they want.
Thinking that they had miraculously healed themselves, Meng Li handed them a talisman and said:
"Put this thing away. If there are any monks who come to offend you, just inject power into it and I will sense it."
The elf accepted it and said with great gratitude: "My benefactor, we really don't know how to repay you for your kindness."
Meng Li shook his head: "No need to repay."
"I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first. If you want to let them go, just untie the rope. If they dare not touch you again, if anything happens, just come to me directly."
She took a deep look at the group of monks and saw that they were all extremely frustrated.
Now the elves are protected by the Quicksand Ancestor...
It's so annoying.
"Please stay as a guest." The elves sincerely requested.
But Meng Li refused. The king must still be waiting for her to reply to her letter. Besides, it would be inconvenient to have a real quicksand ancestor by his side.
Meng Li was polite to the elves, and then left with Liusha Ancestor. On the way, Zhuang Ran said to Meng Li:
"Just now I saw a huge sea of flowers with my spiritual consciousness. It's really beautiful."
Meng Li thought of the way they stood together, smiled, and said warmly: "They are a clan of elves, so they naturally have the best sea of flowers in the world. They are the children of the legendary god. Not only do they have excellent looks, They still have a long time, and all the good things in the world are closely related to them."
"They also possess great strength and are loved and respected by all races."
"All in all, being blessed by God is God's best work."
"The human race is God's best work." Zhuang Ran couldn't help but retort: "Super high intelligence can dominate the world."
Meng Li smiled and did not refute him. He just said, "According to legend, both humans and elves are children of God."
Zhuang Ran rolled his eyes at Meng Li: "What's wrong? Gods are always there. Which god is so powerful and can give birth to so many children in one go?"
Meng Li: "..."
Don't know what to say.
They all say it is a legend, and legends are beautiful.
Aren't elves beautiful enough? So beautiful.
Can't you deceive yourself and others for once and try to think better
Meng Li felt that she had become a beauty addict and liked beautiful people or things. Especially when she saw so many beautiful elves at once, she could instantly feel the beauty of the world and life, and she had more expectations for the future. Expect more and feel that you have to work hard to see better people or things.
"You haven't said it yet, why are you pretending to be me?" Zhuang Ran felt even worse when he thought about this.
Meng Li just said: "Then wait a moment, I will go back to the palace first, tell the king, and then take you out for a walk."
"Are you stalling for time?" Zhuang Ran looked at Meng Li suspiciously: "So that you can find a perfect excuse for yourself?"
Meng Li: "No."
"I don't believe it." Zhuang Ran said directly.
Meng Li glanced at him silently, his expression a little cold, then he touched his nose and said, "Okay, I'll see how you want to quibble."
Meng Li just said yes, and first returned to the palace to report to the king that he was safe, saying that the crisis on the elven side had been resolved.
He also returned the necklace to the king, which was a way for the elves to connect with the king.
The king was also very grateful, but he was surprised that it took such a short time to go back and forth to the elves.
But it's hard to ask. A powerful person like her has many tricks that they don't know about.
When he heard how the elves punished the monks, he shook his head and said:
"Elves are always so kind. Even if others hurt them, they can't bear to hurt them back."
Meng Li just smiled, as the elves felt that beating and scolding was useless.
Then he said that he was a little tired, and the king quickly asked Meng Li to go back to rest. Meng Li did not go back to rest, but took the Liusha Ancestor out.
She took him to see how the monks bullied the natives and let him understand how powerful these monks were in this world.
Let him also see how rampant and unscrupulous these monks are.
After seeing all this, Zhuang Ran said with a strange expression:
"Is this still them?"
Meng Li: "Of course it's them. In fact, it's much better now. It was worse than this before."
Meng Li told him in detail how he stopped the monks in the first place, how he impersonated him by mistake, and what he did with his identity.
He told him everything including what he had done with the king's support.
He said that now that the natives are growing rapidly, the situation will gradually improve, and the monks cannot be arrogant for too long.
Including some monks who have stopped bullying the natives because some of them have made friends with the natives.
"So, they don't remember me at all, and it's thanks to you that my reputation is spread widely?" Zhuang Ran said sarcastically.
Meng Li smiled: "That's not true. It's wrong to borrow your name. Naturally, I can't do bad things in your name."
"But now many monks must also hate the name Liusha Patriarch." Zhuang Ran said.
Meng Li stared at him: "Do you care?"
Zhuang Ran suddenly laughed: "I care about a ghost!"
"Why do they want to have nothing to do with me!"
Meng Li: "...be more serious."
"I'm very serious." Zhuang Ran was still laughing.
Meng Li: "Why are you smiling so happily?"
"I laugh that my name can spread in both worlds." Zhuang Ran continued to laugh, but Meng Li felt that there was an inexplicable sadness in his smile.
She said: "Don't be too sad."
"Why am I sad?" Zhuang Ran said with a sigh: "Now that I have become a person, I can only say that I don't know what to say."
Meng Li nodded seriously in agreement. Seeing this, Zhuang Ran became angry and said:
"Why are you nodding? Are you gloating? If I weren't trapped inside, where would you find someone with such a big name to pretend to be?"
Meng Li raised his head, looked at him with some confusion, waved his hand and said:
"You are too young. I find that I can't keep up with the rhythm of your thinking."
In fact, she is right. If it weren't for the name Liusha Patriarch, she would still be a bit unable to keep up the pace.
Zhuang Ran twitched his lips and said:
"Then can you explain to me now? As a native here, how do you cultivate spiritual power, how do you have such a powerful spiritual consciousness, and how can you jump in various ways? I saw you go from one place to another all at once place."
"Your tone has always been more objective. If you are an aboriginal, you should hate the monks, but I feel that you are still tolerant of the monks, just like you are also tolerant of the aborigines here. In fact, the whole thing cannot be said to be aborigines. We are not wrong at all." Zhuang Ran stared at Meng Li with a scrutinizing gaze.