If someone utters dirty words and insults the family tradition, he will return to the valley and face the wall for two months.
One person had extenuating circumstances, but his behavior was extreme, and he was punished with being shut up for ten days to think about his past. Since Luo Yi needed to cooperate with the investigation, the punishment was postponed.
"A bloody storm has been stopped," Elder Yun said with a smile on his face as he watched the two men being taken away. "I owe you the most for stopping this bloody storm."
If he hadn't reminded Xiao Jiang, he might have been forced to go out. When the two sides fought, no one knew how many people would have died tragically. Elder Yun felt that the first credit this time should belong to him.
"I don't see your merits, I only see your filth." Elder Wan rolled his eyes.
Being able to come up with such a destructive method shows how poor the moral character of this old man is. Thinking about the move of inserting magic into the Daofa Pavilion, Elder Wan has every reason to suspect that this is an evil heretic planted in the Dinghu Sect. Undercover.
To say it was insulting to the family tradition, Jiang Li was really not as good as this chess friend.
But in terms of credit, Elder Yun still has some.
If he hadn't stopped Elder Wan and intensified the fierce fight between the two, he might not have attracted Feng Ziyang, and the fight wouldn't have ended so easily.
"What do you think the inner sect thinks?" Elder Wan thought of this and tried to seek answers from his cunning friend.
"What else can I think of? Of course I want Jiang Li to have a blood feud with the Jiang family, and let him go through a lot of ups and downs and realize that the only way to survive is to rely on the sect," Elder Yun curled his lips and said, "I guess This is Elder Tianji’s idea again, his ideas have always been sinister and extreme, and he can’t come up with any serious tricks.”
"The leader is not here, and the six elders each have their own ideas. Although they are all for the good of the sect, it depends on their own ideas as to how to do the best for the sect. Now some people probably want to beat Jiang Li, while others want to be smooth. It’s natural.”
Just this time, Luo Yi wanted to use the sect's laws to force Jiang Li out, but the higher-ups wanted to take advantage of the situation, so they let Luo Yi do what he did.
Jiang Zhuyun may have guessed this intention, but they still did it, which shows that Jiang Li really pushed them hard, and he still wanted to take a risk even though he knew there was a risk.
"I hope the leader will come back from the capital of God soon." Elder Wan couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
"It's difficult. The emperor has been on the throne for a century and is almost old. Moreover, I heard that he has indeed been punished by heaven. The leader wants to help the emperor survive, but it is not so easy to come back." Elder Yun shook his head and said, "The emperor's Daoguo promotion Simple, powerful, but the life span is fixed, the emperor is probably not far away from death. Maybe the leader will not come back until the emperor Bintian."
"Be careful what you say." Elder Wan said in a low voice.
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The sword light passed through the sky and fell in a moment, and two figures appeared on the island closest to Qiaoshan Island.
There is no vegetation here, and it is quite desolate, but it is not gloomy, but has a vague sense of majesty.
As soon as Jiang Li set foot here, an invisible mass surged in like sea water, and the true energy around his body was as silent as stagnant water, without any ripples. Here, he was completely unable to use his true energy, and most of his methods were banned.
"This is the Divine Realm? Are there any earth creatures here?" Jiang Li whispered.
Among the divine Dao fruits, there is the Earth Dao fruit, which can encircle the land into a domain and form a small world of the divine domain. In the divine domain, external forces are restrained, while one's own power is greatly increased.
Basically, in the divine realm, it is difficult to defeat anyone at the same level.
However, the limitations of this ability are not small. Once a certain place is determined as a domain, you basically coexist with the place. It is very difficult to break away from the relationship. Many earth-only path fruit holders are bound to one place for life. Not seen going out.
Jiang Li had long heard that Sihuigu had the ability to suppress martial arts, but this was the first time he experienced it personally. He subconsciously remembered the sect's strange stories.
In the strange story, there is a senior sect in the Sihui Valley who accommodates Tao-like fruits on the ground. He draws the ground as a prison and guards it in the Sihui Valley. Guarding the ground for the sect's erring disciples is also a self-imprisonment.
There are rumors that this senior made a big mistake and this trip was to atone for his sins.
There are also rumors that this senior was so hurt by love that he was so depressed that he did not want to be born again.
However, the sect has never clearly confirmed the relevant rumors, so these statements are all considered to be strange rumors.
As for Jiang Li, who had discovered the flower-folding hand, he now holds a positive attitude towards the sect's strange stories. After all, the sect really has the magic of the room.
Feng Ziyang nodded and shook his head, saying: "There is only one place, but not this place. The entire Ding Lake is the domain of gods."
"The entire Ding Lake is a divine domain?" Jiang Li was shocked, "Then this senior's level is probably not low. By the way, is he really hurt by love?"
"Previous personnel matters must not be mentioned and must be respected."
Feng Ziyang replied coldly and led Jiang Li into a valley. After reaching the end, stone houses suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Two-month ban, no escape, if violated, double fine."
After letting Jiang Li enter one of the empty stone rooms, Feng Ziyang took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a copy of "Yin Fu Sutra" and two bottles of Bigu Pill from the storage bag.
This is the only benefit of living in a dormitory. You can take Bigu Pills, because no one will come here to clean up the things in the grain cycle. If Bigu Pills were not given, the whole Sihuigu would probably become a smelly place.
The stone door made a low sound and slowly closed, blocking most of the light from outside. Only a small window allowed light to enter.
Looking inside the house, there is a stone bed and a stone desk. Other than that, there is nothing else, not even a quilt. It can be said that it is quite miserable.
This was where Jiang Li lived for the next two months. The only things that accompanied him were this bed, a table, and three thousand copies of the Yin Fu Jing.
"Yin Fu Jing" has three hundred words, three thousand times is nine hundred thousand words.
Two months, 900,000 words...
"Why does it look like the legendary writer's dark room?"
Jiang Li sighed softly, put down his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to copy the scriptures.
The path you choose is your own. If you want to live in a more comfortable way, just be more miserable. It's better to go to a small black room and be ambushed by a group of masters outside the sect. It's like practicing in seclusion.
But before he could start copying the "Yin Fu Jing", a familiar voice came from outside the small window.
"Hey~, junior brother, you are here too."
A piece of white paper floated in from the small window, staggered, landed on the desk in front of Jiang Li, and stood up.
This was a delicately cut paper figure, the size of a palm, and very expressive. At least Jiang Li could see a trace of Qi Changsheng's unique charm from the face of this paper figure - a hint of meanness.
"I remember that magic shouldn't be used in Sihui Valley." Jiang Li looked at the paper man and said with some surprise.
"Some small means of using spirit, which do not involve Qi Yuan, can still be used."
The paper man turned around, faced Jiang Li, and said impatiently: "Junior brother, is "Young Hero Abin" ready?"