But at this moment, this is indeed the truth!
"The things I have left will be distributed to everyone. Thank you for beating me!"
Yu Qi was frustrated and wanted to cry, but couldn't cry. He doesn't need anything, he just wants to survive!
Such a weird theory opened the eyes of the misty Sword Sect cultivators present, cheering to divide the remaining items in the Yuqi storage bag.
Of course, no one dared to ask for the three golden wings, and obediently gave them to Li Ji.
"Young Master Ji, I've been hitting, and things are divided, please let me go!" Yu Qi screamed and begged.
Li Jiyi squinted his eyes: "I said Mr. Yuqi, do you have a weak brain? I killed so many people tonight, rescued Duanmu brother, and finally arranged for everyone to beat you. Such a laborious task. , You want to end it if you don't give some compensation?"
Everyone present, including Duanmukai and Yuqi, thought they had a problem with their ears, and had never heard such shameless words in their entire lives!
But Yuqi understands, this is blackmail!
Immediately said: "I am willing to give out 10,000 spars as compensation!"
Li Ji immediately ignored him and said to everyone, "Do you know punching and kicking? Take out the dagger capital and poke it up! Whether it's the ass, lower back, or thigh, give me a hard poke!"
Yuqi almost didn't scare to pee, and changed his words hurriedly: "One hundred thousand spar, one hundred thousand spar as compensation!"
Li Ji let out a sigh of relief: "Daggers are easy to kill. Forget it, Tribulus terrestris, and those with hooks and thorns. Everyone try it out and see if it's fun?"
Yu Qi hurriedly added up again: "One million spars!" Seeing Li Ji's silence, he changed his words again: "Five million spars! Jianzong only has so many spars!"
Li Ji stretched his neck and coughed dryly: "Well, everyone should stop and rest for a while, let him come over and pay the IOU first!"
Several monks immediately dragged Yuqi to the table and took out the paper and pen from the storage bag.
Yuqi tremblingly wrote an IOU.
Li Ji looked at the content and stretched his tone: "Murder pays his life, and pays his debts. When will Mr. Yuqi plan to pay it back? Don't blame me for not reminding you, this is interest!"
Yu Qi hurriedly said: "I will return to Jianzong as quickly as possible, and then I will deliver it myself immediately!"
Li Ji blew away the ink very loudly, folded it carefully, and put it in his arms: "Okay, let's make a deal!... Huh? What are you doing in a daze? Drag away, drag away, keep hitting!"
Yu Qi was in a hurry at the time, blushing and his neck thick: "Isn't it already sold? Why do you want to fight?"
Li Ji's expression was indifferent: "That's right, it will take some time for Duanmu old man to restore his cultivation base. Is he idle anyway? Then I will fight for a while! I'm used to the screams, this one stopped, it's pretty plain. ."
Yu Qi was dizzy, Huo Di stood up, trying to desperately, inadvertently glanced at Duanmukai's Dantian Qihai. At this moment, there was a clear orange. It is already the seventh-order cultivation base of Pill Formation.
Damn, it can really repair the broken pubic region!
Is this person capable of seizing good luck? ! ! !
He immediately acknowledged the counseling and walked behind the low wall obediently, ready to be beaten.
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After a long time, Duanmukai let out a long roar, stood up, his arms shook, and the orange infuriating light in the sea of Qi of Dantian glowed with brilliant brilliance.
For more than two hours, he actually recovered from the broken state of his dantian to his peak cultivation level!
The unimaginable thing really happened!
He looked aside and saw that Li Ji's eyes were a little sluggish, apparently transmitting most of the true energy and spiritual energy, and he was very tired.
Anxiously asked: "Young Sect Master, are you all right!"
Li Ji slowed down, stood up with some effort, and said loudly to the side of the low wall: "Okay, come here!"
All the misty Sword Sect monks gathered to the front.
Li Ji pointed to the dozens of storage bags on the table: "Divide the contents, and then all go!" These storage bags belonged to the cultivators who died in the foundation-building period, and he hadn't moved them.
This was a big surprise to everyone, even Duanmukai was confused, and secretly said: Isn't it to let them break with the ethereal Sword Sect, so as to subdue them? Why do you want to drive away? Is it deliberately showing up
The cultivators were also puzzled, and there was a lot of discussion, and a few of them simply stood up and clearly stated that they would join Xuan Tianzong.
Li Ji pressed his hands down, stopped the discussion, and said in a calm tone: "Xuantianzong's calamity is approaching and it is difficult to decipher. You leave on your own, and go wherever you want. When the wind is over, my elder brother Li Brother Tai or Duanmu will go to see you, then I will not return to the mountain by Li Jizhi, and I am looking forward to your arrival!"
Duanmukai hurriedly bowed to salute: "I know these people well, and they will fulfill their mission in the future. The young master has the grace to reinvent Duanmukai, and this old brother's name is really unbearable!"
Li Ji nodded, with a slightly sad tone: "Split things, let's go, the farther away from the mountain, the better! There is another thing, from now on, until Yuqi returns to the Misty Peak, you must not treat him Hit the killer!"
The monks agreed to divide their things, and as soon as they walked out of the courtyard without walls, they scattered and disappeared into the morning light.
It wasn't until they left completely that Li Ji lifted the ban on Yuqi's cultivation base, and said with a smile: "Young Master Yuqi, we will have some time later! Don't forget the promise of five million spars!"
Yu Qi stared at Li Ji with complicated eyes, sighed for a long time, and limped away.
Released the Yu Qi, and dismissed a group of monks who wanted to submit to the foundation construction period
What kind of medicine is sold in Li Ji's gourd
Duanmukai was puzzled. Looking at the storage bag he had just put together, he was suddenly shocked: These monks were able to survive and gained a lot of benefits. They also witnessed Li Ji's super strength and even came back to life. Ability.
They beat Yu Qi, and since then they dare not return to the ethereal Sword Sect. As they are scattered everywhere, Li Ji's heroic deeds will spread throughout the rivers and lakes! His reputation will surely flourish.
If there is a need in the future, Li Jideng shouted, and countless people would respond...
No one can match this man's strategy and vision!
Thinking of this, Duanmukai couldn't help but be inexplicably excited, and asked: "The Young Sect Master thinks that Yujin will retaliate wildly, so he mentioned the calamity!"
Li Ji slowly shook his head: "How Yujin does it depends on what Yuqi says when he goes back! And Yuqi is immature and unscrupulous, and it is difficult to judge what he will say! My so-called calamity comes from the Dixue League and the Canglong royal family!... Brother Duanmu, as soon as you come, you are in a huge crisis. I am very sorry!"
Duanmukai smiled and said emotionally: "Young Sect Master has good wine here! Even if my body is broken, I will go!"
He looked up and saw the red sun rising, and he was suddenly shocked: "It seems that the time for Sect Master Li to leave the customs in double repairs has passed!"
Li Ji didn't reply until Yu Qi's figure disappeared from Divine Mind, "Father has been out of the gate for two quarters of an hour, I hope it's still too late! Go, let's go home!"
Duanmukai was startled, and then repeatedly agreed: "Hey, let's go home!"
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Since the establishment of the No Return Hall in charge of the affairs of No Return Mountain, Li Ji changed the name of the main altar to "Xuantian Hall" in order to avoid duplication of names.
At this time, in the Hall of No Return Mountain Xuantian, swords were drawn and full of gunpowder.
Li Daocheng yelled at the crime: "You can't turn it back!"
Opposite him, Li Lun, Li Tai, Bailiyang, and Elder Huo Da, and a branch leader stood in an arc. The person guarded by all is a dry little girl, three or sixty-nine.
Luo Xicheng and Corrobin pressed their swords and watched nervously at the movement in the hall, staying half a step behind them.
These people were silent.