Royal Master Painter

Chapter 233 Wrath of the Strong

King Kong Zhi has never felt that he is so close to death. Since Wei Changli took over as the head of the mansion, no matter who the Wen Mansion is fighting with, it has gradually made everyone forget. How terrifying Wei Changli used to be.

As soon as there was a slight sign of King Kong Zhi's Buddhist dharma, Wei Changli directly snuffed it out.

"You still want to resist now?" Wei Changli sneered.

"Master Vajra Wisdom is my guest in Xihe, Wei Changli, you'd better not embarrass him"

Those who have the ability to stop them sit on the sidelines, and even want to add fuel to the fire, such as Guan Jizhai, such as Lei Huaji.

The upper three prefectures are closely related, and the three middle prefectures are also closely connected. They have a good personal relationship with Wei Changli. If they do other things, they will naturally support Wei Changli.

But now it is no longer a battle of personal sentiments, they stand on the standpoint of their respective schools, the Confucian school, the cultural school, the more fierce the trouble, the better, it is best to start a complete war and lose both sides.

But Ji Li couldn't do that. The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism had a harmonious relationship. If King Kong Zhi was killed right under his nose, he wouldn't be able to explain to Xumi Mansion.

Everyone thought that even Ji Li would have to go to great lengths to rescue King Kong Zhi from Wei Changli's men, but Wei Changli threw King Kong Zhi aside directly.

"I didn't kill you, not because of Ji Li, but because that kid told me that one day he would personally kill you to avenge my senior brother today.

The children of our Wenfu have such great ambitions, of course I want the beauty of adults.

Therefore, Vajra Wisdom, you must not die before he takes your life."

As an eminent monk in Sumifu, King Kong Zhi's life was treated as a joke. He had never been insulted like this before, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood in a moment of panic.

"Master Ji"

When Wei Changli looked at Ji Li, there was a kind smile on his expression, and his attitude changed quickly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Duke Changli, but today he shows his ferocity again, but he still has the same demeanor as before," Ji Li also replied.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about business"

"Alright, Jiang Li is a member of Tianshe Mansion, a descendant of unforgiveness, do you know?"

"I didn't know it before, but I found out later"

"I want to keep him in the Confucian Mansion." Ji Li's tone carried an undeniable majesty.

"If you say stay, stay, I'm very embarrassed."

Wei Changli put on an attitude of being ready to negotiate terms and reconcile, which made Jiang Li's heart tremble.

"Tell me about your conditions"

"You also know that Lu Daoxuan is my senior brother. Now that people from your Confucian mansion have injured my senior brother, do you think I should seek justice?"

Wei Changli looked at Tan Qianqiu with a smile, and everyone couldn't help thinking that Wei Changli was an old fox.

Tan Qianqiu is one of the five classics doctors, the absolute core figure of Confucianism, Wei Changli's words reveal that if he wants to calm the storm, Tan Qianqiu will have to pay the price.

If Ji Li agrees, the Tan clan can be regarded as a big family in Xihe, and there will definitely be divisions within. If Ji Li does not agree, the situation in front of him will not end, which puts Ji Li in a dilemma.

"I can't agree to this condition"

Ji Li also sensed Wei Changli's aversion to sowing dissension, and resolutely refused. If the Confucian Mansion wants to continue to be strong, there must be no internal chaos.

"I didn't ask you to agree, I just let you know that this person should pay the price"

Ji Li frowned slightly and turned his head to a corner where there was no one else, but Wei Changli's aura locked on him vaguely.

"It's not appropriate to be distracted now"

As soon as the words fell, a sickle cut out from the empty space, Tan Qianqiu, as the strongman of Qianyuan mirror, enjoys a high reputation in Xuanguo, but no one can believe that someone can cut off his arm with a single knife!

Tan Qianqiu let out a wail, and his arms fell in response to the sound. A masked man in black was carrying a sickle as if he had done an insignificant thing.

Except for a few people, no one noticed how he appeared.

But after he appeared, Lei Huaji seemed to be very excited.

"I've been looking for you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to hide in Qingdu. This time, I will take you back no matter what you say, you bastard!"

"Look at what you did, I just asked you to give him a warning, how did you cut off his arm?"

Wei Changli said reproachfully to the man with the sickle on his shoulder.

"Send it back soon"

"No need"

Even though Tan Qianqiu was full of resentment, he did not dare to explode at this moment.

"Wei Changli..."

Ji Li was finally about to get angry, but Tan Qianqiu also knew the dilemma, so he said hastily regardless of his injury.

"Master Wei, this arm should be regarded as an apology, now you should leave Jiang Li behind."

"Teaching you a lesson is only my first condition. I don't seem to say that I only have one condition..."

With a sly smile, Wei Changli was able to win the battle of wits and courage with Confucian scholars, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

"The second condition is the empress bell. You are the master of the Confucian mansion who promises everything. Since you said that the empress bell will reward the first in the eight mansions, then you can't break your promise."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Li and Yan Youqin have crushing strength among the younger generation. If they continue to fight, Jiang Li will naturally be number one in the Eight Houses.

"Master Wei, you don't seem to have the sincerity to negotiate peace," Huang Xinqi said.

"You've seen it all. Some people in Qingdu now call me a prodigal son, and some call me Wei Ruanruan. If I take a step back, I'm afraid someone will poke my spine."

What's more, "These children are the most important students in my Wenfu! Lu Daoxuan is my closest senior brother! Do something to them? Did you ever think that I would be very angry?"

Originally, Wei Changli's tone was quite peaceful, but the more he spoke, the more angry he became, as if he was about to go berserk.

As the top powerhouse in Yuling Continent, Wei Changli's face changed with anger.

Facing the enraged Wei Changli, Ji Li took a step forward. Before the two could make a real move, the imposing confrontation had already made the entire Xihe tremble.

The clean and untainted sky was split into two halves centered by Wei Changli and Ji Li, one half as black as ink and the other half blue.

The ink-like sky is covered with dark clouds, and among them, dragons and phoenixes emerge and walk through it.

And the other half covered thousands of miles in black and blue, and the chain of scriptures transformed by the three poles made everyone feel a strong oppression, and it was even more powerful than Yan Youqin's.

The two sides refused to give in to each other, and the momentum of confrontation set off a huge storm in Xihe. Even the strong Qianyuan mirror could only barely stand firm in the middle of the two.

Jiang Greed was only in the Profound Spirit Realm, and he felt that he was like a lonely boat in a raging wave, a duckweed in a heavy rain, and was in danger of capsizing at any time.

He had never imagined that an enlightened person could be so powerful that he could make the world pale, but Wei Changli's thin figure was as tall as the sky at this moment, making it difficult to surpass.

(End of this chapter)