They are very patient and no one speaks.

Meng Li kept chatting with Zhuang Ran, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

After so long, everyone has drunk a few pots of tea.

Some people really can't drink anymore and feel a little anxious. They don't want to speak out, but they hope to see others express their opinions.

Meng Li spoke again:

"Didn't you think about it?"

Everyone hesitated and did not say a useful word for a long time.

Meng Li said, "Now I am giving you a way out. Why don't you go down? You have to think about it for so long."

"Actually, whether you agree or not has a big impact on me. I can still use my own strength to restrain your disciples, and even directly restrict your development."

One of the sect masters finally couldn't help but speak:

"Ancestor Liusha, why are you just unwilling to help us monks and sympathize with the weak?"

He really couldn't understand.

Meng Li raised his eyebrows. She was not entrusted by the way of heaven.

She did not answer the question of the sect leader, but continued:

"You have agreed now and have a step to take the initiative to restrain your disciples. The natives will feel that your conscience has been discovered, and will be grateful to you and accept you."

"I don't agree now, and the natives will not suffer too much, but when they grow up and can compete with you, it may be endless bloody battles."

"Will you?"

Everyone was silent again.

"Actually, there is no choice now. Your only choice is to follow the steps and save yourself some face so that you will not lose in the battle with the natives and feel humiliated."

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

Li Tianjue: "..."

Why call his name at critical moments?

Why?!

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

They also understood this truth. The natives are getting stronger and stronger, and they are becoming more and more unable to suppress them. It is better to use the current situation to release their kindness and be less likely to be humiliated by the other party in turn.

"Old ancestor, I am willing to follow your steps and restrain my disciples with you." Li Tianjue was cruel and closed his eyes and said.

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

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

Meng Li smiled with relief and said to Li Tianjue: "The leader of Tianjue is a wise and conscious person. Instead of letting others humiliate you, it is better to leave face for yourself first."

A sect leader couldn't help but say, "Even if the natives become stronger, we monks must have lost."

Meng Li looked at him: "You think you can do it, you think you can defeat the other party."

When Meng Li said this, his face turned red, but he still said persistently: "Yes, why can't we have some confidence in ourselves and feel that we will definitely be suppressed by the natives at that time."

Meng Li picked up the teapot and poured water for himself, and found that it was empty. Before she knew it, she had finished drinking. Seeing this, Li Tianjue hurriedly asked someone to offer her another pot.

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

"Whether they can suppress you monks is actually up to me."

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

"You have suppressed them now, and you are crushing with absolute power. You have to find the other party's weakness in the same power."

She sighed softly again: "I have never told them about the fatal weakness of monks. I also hope that you can coexist, not who exterminates whom."

"I will also make a lot of magical instruments, talismans, and these things that fight against you monks. If they learn these things..." Meng Li did not finish his words, nor did he continue to say them.

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

I really want to knock open the head of the ancestor Liusha to see what it is inside.

"Ancestor, if you can support us monks, we are willing to offer you together and be willing to respect you as the Lord." The sect leader just now said.

In fact, after saying this, his meaning is also very obvious, that is, he is unwilling to live in peace with the indigenous people.

Meng Li then looked at him with some surprise.

The concept of honoring lord is equivalent to the supreme ruler among monks, and it has a supreme position among monks.

Everyone suddenly felt that this was a good idea. If the ancestor Liusha was willing to support them, what's wrong with respecting him and saying "Lord"?

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

All resources are all their own, and all races must surrender to them. Even the most beautiful elves can marry them at that time.

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 have their own goals and desires when doing things.

Even the Lord's position cannot impress him. What is he asking for?

He is really so selfless and great? I'm afraid he's not a lunatic.

Seeing that some people were trying to persuade her, Meng Li shook his head and said, "No need to say more, I have decided."

"Now you can only choose the plan I proposed, which will be good for everyone."

Zhuang Ran said with great regret beside him: "Oh, Lord, you just refused."

"Do you know what the Lord is? Just refuse." He said with a heartache.

Meng Li ignored him, and he said, "I want people to know that Liusha Patriarch has become the Lord."

"The Lord is the ancestor of Liusha."

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

"Why shouldn't that person be named after his life? Otherwise, where did my name come from?" Zhuang Ran gave Meng Li a blank look.

Meng Li: "It makes sense."

"Would you please agree to them?" Zhuang Ran pursed his lips and stared at Meng Li.

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

"According to the problem." Zhuang Ran rolled his eyes to Meng Li again.

Everyone fell into silence again. They were all thinking hard and trying to come up with another solution.

Meng Li followed them. After taking out all the conditions of the Lord, can he still give out better conditions than this?

Obviously not possible.

Meng Li was drinking tea in a hurry, and looked at them when he had nothing to do, which made them feel a sense of nameless fire.

They really couldn't think of a way, and no one spoke anymore. Meng Li found Song An among the crowd.

Asked him: "Zengzhu Song, Sect Master Tianjue has expressed his opinion and is willing to restrain his disciples. What about you? What do you think?"

Song An: “…”

His current mood is exactly the same as that of Li Tianjue just now.

But he had been asked about it by name and had not come up with any other solution. Li Tianjue made a statement first...
Chapter completed!