How come you were thinking about saving all living beings one second ago, and then you thought you were taking advantage of a bargain the next second?
The style of painting is totally incompatible, okay?
"Brothers, come and see, here is the Spirit Grass!"
Zhikong was delighted when he heard this. Divine Soul Grass? No wonder Wan Motian chose to set up camp on this island. It turned out he came for the Divine Soul Grass!
Thank heaven, thank earth, thank Buddha for letting people destroy these demon cubs in Wanmotian. Otherwise, where would they find the Shenhun Grass? It seems that this trip was really worthwhile!
In the gossip space, Lai Siyu was standing in front of the birdcage, holding the nails pulled from Fang Qingyao's hand and laughing happily.
She had already decided to refine these nails into a spiritual weapon. Lai Siyu was in high spirits and eagerly awaiting this new life-saving method. She planned to hide in the space and refine these nails after gathering the Spiritual Grass and saving the red squirrel.
After all, one has to spend a hundred years in the Void God Realm, which is plenty of time.
Completely ignoring Fang Qingyao's resentful gaze, Lai Siyu flashed out of the space again.
As soon as he left the space, he felt the breath of seven or eight people. Lai Siyu didn't hesitate at all and picked up the knife to chop!
She had spent a lot of effort to clear this place out, how could she be willing to make wedding dresses for others!
The fire dragon rose into the air, and tens of thousands of sword energies, dragging its flaming tail, slashed towards a cliff on the island.
Lai Siyu was suspended in the void, his aura was extremely sharp, just like the huge sword in his hand.
In the firelight, seven monks rose into the air, the Buddha's light and precious appearance, and the Sanskrit characters shining with golden light clashed with the sword energy, canceling each other out.
Seven monks occupied seven directions of the void and surrounded Lai Siyu.
Merciful people!
Thinking of Monk Huijue, Lai Siyu couldn't help but twitch her mouth. How could she deal with this guy?
"Jiletian Lai Siyu, I conquered this territory. If you leave now, I won't bother with you!"
Lai Siyu put away his sword, stood majestically in the void, looked around at the monks and said with a cold face.
Zhikong laughed. Lai Siyu? Why would Ji Le Tian's master come to participate in the Void God Realm Competition?
"Amitabha, I am the compassionate and wise monk. Benefactor, do you have the title deed to this island? If not, I apologize that I cannot fulfill your wish!"
Xushen Realm is a place shared by the five heavens. Disciples of the five heavens can come and go anywhere. Donor, you can't rely on your status as a paradise heaven..."
Before Zhikong finished speaking, Lai Siyu smiled. Her smile made the monks feel very uncomfortable, but they couldn't tell why.
The monks all knew that what Brother Zhikong said made sense. Although they were monks, it did not mean that monks had to be tolerant in everything.
How could they give in with the Spirit Grass in front of them?
Besides, this female cultivator was bragging without thinking. Did she think they should be afraid of her just because she pretended to be the Grandmaster of Ji Le Tian?
Just relying on her fourth-level Divine Transformation cultivation, she could kill all of Wanmotian's direct descendants? No one would believe it, let alone a monk!
Does this female cultivator think that monks are easier to deceive than ghost cultivators?
All the monks were ready, waiting for Zhikong's order. They were going to let this ignorant girl know what Buddha was!
Seeing that the monks from Cibeitian had no intention of leaving, Lai Siyu said, "Since you don't want to leave, then stay. But don't regret it!"
Upon hearing this, Zhineng angrily exclaimed, "Amitabha! What a big mouth, donor!"
Lai Siyu ignored him. She moved her hand and a jade slip appeared in her palm.
Huijue's shadow was projected into the void by the jade slip. Upon seeing this, several monks immediately clasped their hands together respectfully and saluted the shadow.
"Amitabha... Seeing the jade tablet is like seeing this humble monk..."
It turned out to be the ancestor Huijue!
Stupid, all the monks are stupid!
I have heard from Uncle Zhiyuan a long time ago that Patriarch Huijue treated Patriarch Jiletian's disciples very well. Now it seems that this woman is really Patriarch Jiletian's Patriarch Lai Siyu!
Zhikong and the others were filled with shock and fear, and they all wanted to dig out their own eyeballs and stomp on them!
What kind of look is that?
"Amitabha! This humble monk greets the master!" The masters of Jiletian are all top forces in the spiritual world. In addition to the relationship with their own ancestors, several monks addressed Lai Siyu according to Jiletian's seniority.
Lai Siyu was not polite either. She said to the monks, "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. You can stay and help me protect the Dharma.
Also, hand over all the spirit stones you have. I need to set up two formations on this island, and I don't have enough spirit stones. Don't worry, I'll tell Huijue about the confiscation of your spirit stones, and you can go to him to get them later!"
Because Lai Siyu had used up all her spirit stones in dealing with Wanmotian, and since this group of monks were unwilling to leave, she had no choice but to reluctantly requisition their spirit stones.
As for the monks, they all felt extremely miserable, but they still had to force a smile on their faces and act as if they were willing to give up the spirit stones.
It sounds nice to say that you can ask them to go back to Huijue to get the spirit stones, but who the hell would dare to go?
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