Hearing the voice coming from inside, Emperor Li Tian suddenly felt happy.
"You two, didn't you hear what Lord Emperor Zong said?
Why are you still pulling me?
Why don't you hurry up and let me go."
Emperor Li Tiandi glared at the young man who was pulling him from left to right and scolded angrily.
"Hmph! Don't be so anxious and arrogant first. If you can't answer the adults' questions, let's see how the adults deal with you."
Emperor Li Tian didn't bother to pay attention to these four minions, looked into the tent, and said cautiously.
"To the adults of the Emperor's Sect, I am here to give you a great contribution to these adults."
However, just as Li Tiandi finished speaking, a huge eagle-clawed shadow suddenly appeared above Li Tiandi's head.
The shadow of the eagle claw appeared very suddenly, and its speed was as fast as lightning, and it caught Li Tiandi's neck in an instant.
"Ah..." Li Tiandi yelled in panic.
The next moment, he felt that his body suddenly floated up and flew directly towards the tent.
"Bang!"
"Ouch! It hurts me so much."
Inside the tent, Emperor Li Tian's body fell hard to the ground, and he screamed like a ghost.
"Sir, please spare your lives. I can't die, little guy. If I die, you will regret it.
I have given you a huge achievement."
At this time, there were a total of six old men sitting in the tent. These six old men, wearing the same clothes, were sitting behind a coffee table, looking coldly at Li Tiandi who was showing his teeth and claws.
"Okay, if you dare to yell and scream, I will kill you right now."
The person who spoke was a red-faced old man, with a raised eyebrow and a sharp look. He looked like a man with a hot temper, and his voice was like thunder.
Li Tiandi, who was still shouting, suddenly seemed to be frightened. He huddled on the ground and shivered, not daring to make any sound.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Lu, look at you, your voice scares people.
Little brother, you don’t have to be afraid, stand up and speak, tell us what kind of credit you want to give us?”
The person who spoke this time was an old man dressed as a scholar. Although his hair was gray, he was full of energy and had a kind smile, giving people the feeling of an old scholar.
Li Tiandi, who was trembling, carefully raised his head, looked at the people in the room secretly, and said tremblingly.
"Thank you sir for not killing me."
After Li Tiandi finished speaking, he climbed up from the ground in a panic and stood cautiously in front of the six people, not daring to raise his head.
"Little brother, you don't have to be afraid. Tell me, which sect are you from?"
The old scholar said in a very soft voice.
"Let me tell you, sir, that I used to be a disciple of Qingfeng Mountain."
Emperor Li Tian said.
"What?
You are a disciple of Qingfeng Mountain and you dare to come to us. Do you think we dare not kill you?"
The red-faced old man had a bad temper. He shouted angrily, and murderous aura burst out from his body.
"Junior Brother Lu, why are you so impatient?
Didn't you hear that?
People have said that I used to be a disciple of Qingfeng Mountain, but maybe I am no longer that disciple."
The old scholar said with a smile.
Among the three major sects, Qingfeng Mountain is the only force that is not ruled by the Emperor Sect. Emperor Li Tianli said that he was from Qingfeng Mountain, which is why the red-faced old man was so angry.
"My lord, you are simply a master of calculations.
Your Majesty, you are right. I am a member of the Gong family of Qingfeng Mountain. Almost all of our Gong family were killed by Emperor Li Tian of the Tianjian Sect using despicable means.
After my uncle died, that old man Meng Facai became the sect master of Qingfeng Mountain.
Meng Facai colluded with Emperor Li Tian of the Tianjian Sect, so naturally he could not tolerate us Gong family members. In the end, these disciples of our Gong family were homeless and exiled in the world."
Emperor Li Tian said sadly.
"Oh! You are from the Gong family of Qingfeng Mountain. It seems that you said you have a blood feud with Tianjian Sect. This is really true."
The old scholar nodded and said.
There are two major factions in Qingfeng Mountain, and the Gong family is one of them.
Among the entire Tiankuixing, the Gong family is also considered famous.
However, a few years ago, a group of masters from the Gong family attacked the Tianjian Sect, and in the end almost the entire army was wiped out. This is almost universally known to the world.
"Sir, the reason our Gong family is what we are today is all because of that despicable villain Li Tiandi and that old man Meng Facai.
I once swore that as long as I, Gong Boyun, live for one day, I will make Emperor Li Tian pay for his debt with blood."
Emperor Li Tian said righteously.
"Just you?
Although your cultivation level during the distraction period is similar to that of that little brat like Li Tiandi, you are far behind compared to him.
Even our Emperor Sect can't find that little bastard, why do you still want to take revenge?"
The red-faced old man said with disdain.
"My lord, you cannot say that.
I admit that in terms of combat effectiveness, I am definitely not that boy of Emperor Li Tian.
But I don’t know, sir, have you ever heard of such a sentence?
As long as the iron pestle is ground into a needle with great effort, what's more, I, Gong Boyun, am still a formation master."
As soon as Emperor Li Tian said these words, the six powerful men in the room all widened their eyes and stared at Emperor Li to see if Emperor Li was lying.
Alchemists and formation masters, no matter where they are or in any force, will definitely be taken seriously by people.
"Are you really a formation master?"
The six strong men of the Emperor Sect all looked at Emperor Li Tian differently.
"I would like to inform some adults that since I was a child, I have shown extremely amazing talent in the art of formations.
My family has been secretly cultivating me at all costs.
Although my fame is not very great, it is because my family is afraid that my fame will bring misfortune to me.
And I, Gong Boyun, did not disappoint the family and became a formation master that they are proud of."
Emperor Li Tian said with pride.
Gong Boyun was really not made up by Emperor Li Tian.
The Gong family was controlled by Han Yun, and the strong men of the Gong family were controlled by Han Yun. They blew themselves up in Tianjian Sect, and almost all the masters were killed or injured.
As the sworn enemy of the Gong family, Meng Facai naturally would not miss this opportunity. He almost wiped out the Gong family in the sect.
The only person left was Gong Boyun.
Because this Gong Boyun is an extremely talented formation master.
Meng Facai, a talented person like this, was reluctant to kill him and was kept under house arrest by Meng Facai.
Emperor Li Tian also chatted with Shopkeeper Meng once, and only then did he know that there was such a person in the Gong family.
"Come here, hurry up and bring a table and chairs for the little friend, and make a pot of my treasured spiritual tea."
The old scholar stepped forward and took Li Tiandi's arm with great enthusiasm, as if he was seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
As soon as the old scholar's order was given, two people walked in from outside the door, holding a coffee table and a wooden chair respectively.
One of these two people was the young man with long braids who had just ordered the arrest of Emperor Li Tian.
"Why are you still standing here? Why haven't you set up the table and chairs for Master Gong and told him to sit down?"
The old scholar glared and scolded.
"Master Gong, where did Master Gong come from?
Where are the others?"
The long-braided young man glanced around the room. Apart from the six powerful men from the Emperor Sect, Emperor Li Tiandi was the only one left in the room.
"Crack!"
A clear, loud slap sounded.
"Are you blind?
Didn't you see that Master Gong is right in front of you?"
The red-faced old man gave the braided young man a hard slap in the face and pointed at Emperor Li Tiandi and said.
"He, he, he...isn't he the spy?"
"Pah..." Another crisp slap sounded, and the unlucky young man with long braids was slapped out of the tent by the red-faced old man.