They're very patient. No one talks.
Meng Li has been chatting with Zhuang ran. Unconsciously, half an hour has passed.
In such a long time, we have drunk several pots of tea.
Some people can't drink any more, and they are in a hurry. They don't want to express their opinions, but they want to see others express their opinions.
Meng Li asked again:
"haven't you thought about it yet?"
They hesitated for a long time without saying anything useful.
Now Meng said, "why don't I give you such a long time to consider?"
"In fact, whether you agree or not has little influence on me. I can still rely on my own efforts to make your disciples converge, or even directly restrict your development."
One patriarch finally could not help saying:
"father Liusha, why don't you help us monks and sympathize with the weak?"
He really can't understand.
Meng Li picks eyebrows. She is not entrusted by heaven.
She did not answer the patriarch's question, but continued:
"if you promise now, you will have a step down and take the initiative to restrain your disciples. The aborigines will feel that you have found your conscience, will be grateful to you, and will accept you."
"If you don't agree now, the aborigines will suffer a lot, but when they grow up and can compete with you, it may be endless blood fights."
"Will you?"
The crowd was silent again.
"In fact, there is no choice now. Your only choice is to go down the steps and save face for yourself, so that you will not feel humiliated when you lose the fight with the aborigines."
"Tianjue, what do you think?" Meng Li looks at Li Tianjue.
Li Tianjue
Why call his name at the critical moment.
Why? !
he looked at others. Some people's expressions were unpredictable, but many people began to waver.
They also understand this truth. The aborigines are stronger and stronger, and they are more and more unable to hold back. It is better to release their goodwill now, and then they will not be easily humiliated by each other.
"Laozu, I am willing to follow your steps and restrain my disciples with you." Li Tianjue was cruel, closed his eyes and said so.
After that, he felt that the whole space was quiet.
Countless eyes fell on him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Meng Li then began to smile and said to Li Tianjue, "master Tianjue is a man of reason and current affairs. It's better to leave face for himself than to let others humiliate you."
One patriarch couldn't help saying, "even if the aborigines are strong, it can't be said that our friars must lose."
Meng Li looked at him: "you think you can do it, you think you can defeat each other."
Meng Li said so, his face flushed, but still insisted: "yes, why can't we have a little confidence in ourselves and feel that we will be beaten by the aborigines at that time."
Meng Li picked up the teapot and poured water for herself. She found that it was empty. Unconsciously, she finished drinking it. Seeing this, Li Tianjue asked someone to give her another pot.
Meng Li took a sip of tea, looked at him and said:
"it's up to me whether they can suppress you monks."
"If I give them the way to deal with you, they can do it, just as they have weaknesses, but you don't know."
"Now you are crushing them with absolute strength. In the same strength, you have to find each other's weakness."
She sighed again: "I have never told them the fatal weakness of monks, but also hope that you can coexist, rather than who exterminates who."
"I will also make a lot of magic tools, runes and seal characters, which are important to your monks. If they learn these things..." Meng Li didn't finish what he said, and he didn't mean to continue.
When people hear the words, they are speechless.
I really want to knock the head of Liusha Laozu open to see what's inside.
"Laozu, if you can support our friars, we are willing to support you and honor you as the Lord." Just now the patriarch said.
In fact, it is obvious that he is unwilling to live in peace with the aborigines.
Meng Li looked at him unexpectedly.
The concept of "Lord" is equivalent to the supreme ruler of the monks. It has a supreme position among the monks.
All of a sudden, people think that this is a good way. If Liusha Laozu is willing to support them, why not respect him and the Lord?
With his help, the world will be the world of monks.
All resources are owned by them, and all races must submit to them. Even the most beautiful elves can marry with them at that time.
Meng Li shook his head: "no, I don't want to be the Lord. My only wish is world peace."All of you: --
People in the world have their own plans and demands.
He could not be moved by the position of Lord. What was he seeking?
Is it really so selfless and great? I'm afraid it's not a psycho.
Seeing that some people still wanted to persuade her, Meng Li shook his head and said, "it's not necessary to say more. I've made up my mind."
"Now you can only choose my proposal, which is good for everyone."
Zhuang ran said with great regret: "ah, Lord, you just refused."
"Do you know what the Lord is? You refuse. " He said bitterly.
Meng Li ignored him and said, "I want the world to know that Liusha Laozu has become the Lord."
"The Lord is the ancestor of Liusha."
Meng Li: "you have become a soul, but also to care about these false names."
"What's the name of that man? Otherwise, where did my name come from? " Zhuang ran white Meng left one eye.
Meng Li: "it makes sense."
"Will you promise them?" Zhuang ran pursed his mouth and stared at Meng Li.
Meng Li resolutely refused: "no, I want world peace."
"The problem." Zhuang ran gives Meng Li a white eye again.
And the crowd fell into silence again. They all thought hard and tried to come up with another way.
Mencius left them alone. If the Lord's conditions are all offered, can he offer better conditions?
Obviously not.
Meng Li is not in a hurry to drink tea. If he has nothing to do, he just looks at them and sees a burst of nameless fire in their hearts.
They also really can't think of a way, no one to speak, Meng Li in the crowd to find song Tong.
He asked him: "master song, master Tianjue has already made a statement that he is willing to restrain his disciples. What about you? What's your opinion? "
Song Tong: "I'm not sure."
he is as like as two peas in Li Tianjue's mood.
But he has been asked by name, but he has not come up with any other way, and Li Tianjue has taken the lead
He gritted his teeth and said, "Song Shu is willing to follow the steps of his ancestors and restrain his disciples."