Master Miejie showed no expression and just stared at Li Yizhi.
She felt great hatred in her heart. The six major sects were besieging Guangmingding, but in the end, the Ming Cult wanted to ally with the major sects through bloodshed.
She, the advocate of the Emei Sect, has now become an outsider, which makes people feel extremely embarrassed.
Ji Xiaofu gritted her teeth, stood up and said, "Everyone, on behalf of my master, I am willing to make a blood alliance to support the Mingjiao and overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty."
There is no other way. If you don't want to be hated by Mingjiao in the future, you can only give in.
Moreover, she really didn't want to be Li Yizhi's enemy in the future.
After finishing her words, Ji Xiaofu looked at Master Miejie carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Master Miejie had no objection. The same was true for other Emei Sect disciples.
Li Yizhi said happily: "Okay, how can we not celebrate such a big day? Come, all the good wine and meat will be served to me, the sect leader."
Soon, the Mingjiao disciples served a large amount of wine and food, and Li Yizhi personally came to toast one by one each sect. With the support of these sects, the next plan to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty will naturally be smoother.
"Brothers, I, Yang Xiao, am completely convinced today. I thought it was a calamity that would destroy the religion, but our leader managed to resolve it in just a few words, and even made bloody alliances with various sects and turned enemies into friends. It's really impressive.
Ah." Yang Xiao said in admiration.
Yin Tianzheng had a deep understanding because he had dealt with Li Yizhi the most. He shook his head and said: "It's not just brilliant, it's simply unfathomable. You will know in the future."
Zhou Dian laughed heartily and said: "Whether he is brilliant or unfathomable, I, Zhou Dian, admire the leader anyway. How could such a happy day be possible without me, Zhou Dian? Everyone, I will also go down to propose a toast."
"Let's go together!" Wei Yixiao and others said one after another.
They were all infected by Li Yizhi's heroic spirit, so they also came out to toast, and soon became familiar with many sect leaders, especially Yin Tianzheng, Song Yuanqiao and others, who were extremely close.
Li Yizhi finally came to the Emei sect's seat. He held a wine glass and said: "Master Tai, we may have had many misunderstandings in the past, but they have all passed in the end. I hope we can work together in the future to drive away the Mongols and let us Han people
Make your own decisions, instead of being a bully or a horse for others like now, which is devoid of dignity."
Li Yizhi's righteous words made Master Miejie unable to refute.
But she has a stubborn personality, and even if she resolves the conflict with the Ming Cult due to the situation, it still cannot resolve the hatred in her heart.
She smiled coldly and said: "Master Li is very capable. He resolved this crisis with just a few words. However, I will never give up easily on what I absolutely want to do, even if you become the emperor in the future."
Li Yizhi didn't care and said: "I won't ask you to let go of your hatred. That's your freedom. People have to live for something, otherwise it wouldn't be too boring. Come on, let me toast you. After all, we don't have anything.
Hatred.”
Li Yizhi didn't have a good impression of Xie Xun. Even if he was from the Ming Cult, he wouldn't care if Master Miejie really could kill him.
After all, Xie Xun killed too many innocent people indiscriminately, but in the end he became a monk and all his grudges were eliminated. This is so unfair to the other innocent people who died in vain.
As for Yang Xiao, to be honest, it was because Gu Hongzi was too short-tempered and was so angry that he couldn't blame Yang Xiao.
Master Miejie was a little surprised by Li Yizhi's last words. She picked up the tea cup and said in a deep voice: "I hope Master Li is sincere in what he said."
After finishing her words, she raised her head and drank.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing next to him, saw his master surrendering and quickly came forward and said, "Big brother, big brother, do you still remember me? I am Zhou Zhiruo."
Li Yizhi was a little surprised and said: "It's you, Zhiruo. I haven't seen you for seven years, and you have become so beautiful. Are you still practicing the boxing techniques I taught you?"
"Hmm, I'm still practicing. I've reached the peak of my dark energy, but I really have no direction on how to break through the energy. I really can't understand the meaning of the fist." Zhou Zhiruo was a little frustrated.
Li Yizhi shook his head and smiled, and said: "How can the fist intention be so easy to understand? Let's do this. When I return to the Qinglong Gang, I will send you a book of cultivation experience I once wrote. There is something about the fist intention in it."
Yes, I hope it will be of some help to you."
"Thank you, big brother!"
Zhou Zhiruo smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with water.
She is no longer the little girl who knows nothing. She naturally knows that both the "Qiankun Fist" that Li Yizhi gave him and the training experience he will give her in the future are extremely precious things that many warriors can only hope for.
Unparalleled secrets.
After hearing this, Master Miejie's expression softened a lot.
If Zhou Zhiruo can break through to Huajing, then her strength will definitely surpass her in the future. This can be seen from Li Yizhi's combat power, and her Emei sect can also prosper.
Li Yizhi smiled, looked at Ji Xiaofu again, and said, "Miss Ji, long time no see. How are you?"
Ji Xiaofu looked at Li Yizhi with some resentment and said softly: "Master Li's demeanor remains the same as before, and there is no change at all."
"Haha, this is all due to boxing. You can also practice more to strengthen your body and delay aging."
Li Yizhi couldn't stand Ji Xiaofu's resentful gaze, so he laughed and walked away.
Zhou Zhiruo asked carefully: "Senior Sister Ji, have you and my eldest brother known each other for a long time?"
Ji Xiaofu nodded and sighed: "Yes, he and I have known each other seventeen years ago. He saved me twice, but I let him down."
Zhou Zhiruo said oh and stopped talking. She could see that there was an extraordinary relationship between Senior Sister Ji and her eldest brother.
At this moment, at the foot of Guangming Mountain.
Zhao Min and a group of others stood under the shade of the tree. They laughed and chatted easily, speculating about the fight on the top of the light.
"Report!"
The spy shouted loudly, and soon came to Zhao Min and others, and said: "Princess Qi, on Guangmingding, the Mingjiao and the various sects are not fighting each other. Instead, they are drinking and having fun together. They seem to be getting along very harmoniously."
"What, this is impossible!"
Cheng Kun was the first to not believe it. You must know that he had been waiting for this opportunity for more than twenty years.
The smile on Zhao Min's face also solidified, and he said coldly: "Have you found out the specific reason?"
"This, Princess, my subordinates have not found out. Now the road up the mountain is heavily guarded by the Ming Cult. Our people can only watch from a distance. I don't know the specific reason." The spy said hesitantly.
"Trash, get out of here!"
Zhao Min snorted coldly. Her expression kept changing. Then she looked at Cheng Kun and said, "Master Cheng, how do you explain this matter?"
All these plans were arranged by Cheng Kun himself. Now that she could not achieve the corresponding goals, she would naturally find Cheng Kun to blame.
Cheng Kun's thoughts were racing, and he quickly calmed down and said: "Princess, don't rush this matter. Even if the various sects have not fought with the Mingjiao, half of our plan is still completed. After the various sects come down from the mountain,
, we can catch them all in one fell swoop. As for the Ming Cult, if we dispatch another 10,000 cavalry when the time comes, we can naturally annihilate them. It will only take a lot of effort at most."
Zhao Min nodded and said in a deep voice: "Master Cheng, you can arrange everyone in the middle to ambush the various sects on their way back, and don't let anyone go. As for the Ming Cult, I will send a message to my father, King Wang.
Ask him to send ten thousand men to ride over."
"Yes, Princess!"
Cheng Kun bowed and agreed, his eyes cold and stern.