After Ji Zilong's encouragement, all the Gentlemen's League disciples in this area quickly cheered up.
Yes, the great revenge has not been avenged.
What right do you have to be depressed?
Seeing that Ji Zilong, who is much younger than himself, is so excited, what reason do they have to perish?
A group of people quickly cheered up and entered the practice with full of hatred. state.
Hatred is a very scary thing.
It can turn kind people into murderous monsters, rational people into madmen, and weak people into strong people.
Taught by his grandfather since he was a child, Ji Zilong knows what will happen if he regrets after being infected by hatred, but he has no choice but to use the word hatred to awaken the surviving brothers.
After all, in his heart, he also Already filled with hatred.
The disciples set off a frenzy of cultivation.
Although they were now in the secular world, they were not disturbed in any way.
"Brothers, the hall master is back.
He will come back to see you later.
Please prepare."
On this day, when everyone was immersed in cultivation, a disciple from the Sihai Hall suddenly arrived.
"oh" Ji Zilong looked up.
After cheering up, he was much more energetic than before.
He was now eleven years old, but sadly, his birthday was the day when the League of Gentlemen was destroyed.
"Brothers, get up.
Leng Jiudao is here.
Let's see if he can bring us some delicious food."
Ji Zilong shouted loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha" At that moment, bursts of hearty laughter from the disciples of the Gentlemen's Alliance came from the area: "Junior brother, you are wrong to do this.
He is the great benefactor of our Gentlemen's Alliance, and we haven't had time to repay him yet."
A group of disciples joked, knowing that Ji Zilong still couldn't change his nature as a foodie.
After these days of practice, the disciples have become much more cheerful.
In such a cruel world, tears and sadness are unnecessary.
Only by constantly working hard to become stronger is the right path.
"hey-hey" Ji Zilong chuckled.
Behind him, the courtyard was already empty.
The tables and chairs originally placed in the courtyard, and even the century-old willow tree planted in the courtyard, were all eaten by Ji Zilong.
While the disciples were talking and laughing, they saw a tall man from a distance, walking towards him at a fast pace.
Behind him were a large group of Sihaitang disciples, all of whom were respectful and respectful to him.
"Haha, junior fellow apprentices, how are you doing these days?"
Walking into this area, Leng Jiudao laughed heartily.
Although he looked rough, there was a deep cold killing intent between his eyebrows.
He carried nine sharp swords on his back. tiger head and sword.
"Thanks to the care of the hall master, after these days of recuperation, we have fully recovered."
Jun Chong walked out of the crowd and said to Leng Jiudao very respectfully.
"Recovered."
There was a trace of surprise in Leng Jiudao's eyebrows, and then he laughed happily, and then said: "In that case, I will not talk nonsense with you junior brothers."
Seeing that Leng Jiudao was about to enter the topic, all the disciples of the League of Gentlemen listened attentively.
"Ahem."
After clearing his throat, Leng Jiudao was about to speak, but felt that a figure had already flashed in front of him, just holding on to the nine swords on his back.
"Junior brother, what do you mean?"
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Leng Jiudao looked at Ji Zilong in confusion.
"Hey" Ji Zilong grinned, revealing his sparkling white teeth, and said: "Hall Master, I think your nine swords lack some fire, how about you let me take them back to the furnace and reforge them for you?"
"Go, go, go."
How dare Leng Jiudao ask Ji Zilong to return to the furnace?
He jumped away and said loudly: "I don't dare to ask you, junior brother, to return to the furnace."
In the past six months, he has been busy with court affairs, and considering the sadness in the hearts of the disciples of the Gentlemen's League, he rarely came here.
It was not until a few days ago that he heard the reports from the disciples in the hall that the Gentlemen's League had cheered up, and he returned today.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't understand what's going on here.
Ever since the disciples of the Gentlemen League cheered up, all of them have been practicing hard, but Ji Zilong is a different kind.
While he was practicing, he actually ate up all the tables, chairs and benches in his own courtyard, even the century-old stone in the courtyard.
The willow tree was not spared either.
After eating, he ran around and looked at the area.
There were bare areas everywhere, and they were badly damaged by Ji Zilong.
Now that Ji Zilong said that he would help him recover the weapon, how could Leng Jiudao not understand that Ji Zilong was trying to hit his sword?
"I'll just take a look and smell it."
Ji Zilong shrugged and smiled.
In fact, he was helpless.
After he cheered up, he discovered that the spiritual energy in the world was extremely thin, and his demand for spiritual energy could not support his cultivation.
These days, in order to allow himself and his fellow apprentices to recover from their injuries, he would All the remaining resources were distributed, and almost everything that could be eaten was eaten.
After recovering from the injury, the spiritual energy in his body was empty, and he could only plunder everywhere.
"Hey."
Leng Jiudao chuckled and said: "I am here today precisely to solve the difficulties of the junior brothers.
Junior brother Zilong might as well listen to me first before making a decision.
What do you think?"
"Okay."
Ji Zilong shrugged helplessly and quickly stepped aside.
He couldn't grab it blatantly.
The crowd covered their mouths and snickered.
This junior brother had finally recovered.
Although he had suffered a lot in the League of Gentlemen, but now that he thinks about it, he still misses him a lot.
"My sect was destroyed, and I, Leng Jiudao, was heartbroken.
I only regretted that I was unable to help my sect avoid the disaster.
But finally, God had eyes and allowed my junior brothers to survive.
I, Leng Jiudao, am very happy."
Leng Jiudao's expression gradually became serious.
His name sounded like a ruthless killer, but he himself didn't seem to be like that.
"This revenge must be avenged, but I am different from the master.
The master wants to be gentle, but I, Leng Jiudao, want to kill all the people who deserve to be killed."
After saying this, Leng Jiudao's aura suddenly became cold and stern.
When he got up, he was a completely different person from before.
"Junior brothers have a long way to go, and a comfortable and comfortable life cannot allow you to complete such an important task.
I don't want to live up to Master's expectations.
I think the junior brothers also don't want to let their classmates die in peace."
"That's natural."
Although they didn't know what Leng Jiudao was going to say, all the disciples of the Gentlemen's Alliance suddenly burst out with strong murderous intent in their bodies.
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They were ready for everything.
In order to recover their blood debt, they were willing to pay everything.
"So I am announcing now that starting today, I will completely entrust this area to you, named Qiuzi Xiaotangkou, and you can control it freely, but you can't imagine how comfortable it is."
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