If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 173 Xiaotou feels great
As a qualified Chiche person, Yang Liji usually looks down upon foreign monks the most.

The men are handsome, the women are pretty, and they all have great figures. Why do they have to wear clothes? What else can you see with clothes on? This is simply a crime!

Therefore, Yang Liji has been committed to revising the Chiche law, requiring foreign monks to be completely naked, otherwise it would be a crime!

For this purpose, Yang Liji gathered a group of like-minded comrades, but unfortunately this road was too difficult to walk.

But Yang Liji did not give up this great dream.

Now that the Dragon Transformation Conference is approaching, foreign cultivators appear every day. Yang Liji feels that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As long as the people of Chiche realize the charm of foreign monks, they will be able to gain a large number of their support, and promoting the revision and popularization of the law on full nudity for foreign monks will no longer be a dream!

Yang Liji walked towards their base with faith in his heart, but what greeted him was no longer an unwavering gaze.

"Xiao Ji, I've decided to quit."

"Aki, I think I was not mature enough before,"

Seeing his companions apologizing in various ways and determined to quit.

Yang Liji was horrified and pressed his friend's shoulder. "What's wrong with you? Are you being threatened by someone? Have you forgotten about us..."

Yang Liji's voice gradually became lower, because he saw the light of faith that was even stronger than before in the eyes of his good friend and other comrades.

Yang Liji's gaze moved downward forty-five degrees.

More determined!

"So what happened?"

Big Head might lie, but Small Head definitely wouldn't. Yang Liji immediately calmed down.

"Do you remember the widow next door who sold shredded pork?"

"Of course I remember," Yang Liji scratched his head, "I used to think it was pretty strong, but after seeing it so many times, I feel it's just like that."

"You will know if you come with me."

Seeing that the reactions of his friend's big head and small head were very real, Yang Liji decided to believe them for a while, and followed his friend with mysterious faces and his comrades through the small path to the shredded pork shop on the street.

The shredded pork shop, which used to be deserted, is now crowded with many late-working men, their eyes shining and their buttocks shaking like peacocks courting mates.

Yang Liji was horrified and rushed forward. The widow from the meat shop was standing in front of the door. Her silky white silk pants were soaked with sweat, and they outlined the widow's exquisite curves like a tight film without reservation.

The black bra obscured the peaks of her body. Yang Liqun should have felt regretful, but when a drop of sweat slid down the widow's chin, Yang Liji couldn't help but let his gaze fall into the gap created by the bra.

Some people spoke out with great conviction and honesty.

“Hmmmm ahh ...

But Yang Liji was not fooled by the superficial phenomena of things, and this was not enough to shake his firm belief.

Yang Liji pointed at the widow and shouted, "She's wearing clothes! Look at you! Chi Che's ancestors are crying!"

The widow was startled and took a step back, her eyes full of tears.

Yang Liji immediately put his hands on his hips, feeling like a hero, but he didn't expect that everyone around him had an indignant expression.

"Is this person mentally ill? Madam Lu is not wearing any clothes at all."

"That's right--"

Yang Liji was stunned.

What does it mean to be naked?
Yang Liji's friend couldn't stand it any longer and quickly explained in a low voice, "The clothes she wears are just like those adults'. They're made from her hair! She's not wearing any clothes at all!"

"real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

As if to prove her innocence, the widow's clothes disappeared and then returned to normal.

"..."

Yang Liji's head and head were synchronized at this moment, and he opened his arms and cheered loudly. "Long live!!!"

Obviously, faith has not disappeared, but has changed into a more noble form.

After returning to his base with his comrades, Yang Liji immediately tore up the original creed, rubbed his hands, his eyes shining, and eagerly asked his comrades about the transformation technique of the widow.

"You're saying... there's a school opened in the mountains, and there are four foreign monks in the school, and the art of transformation was taught by one of those four monks?"

When he heard that it was related to foreign monks, Yang Liji subconsciously showed an expression of dissatisfaction and contempt.

But when he thought of the widow's appearance, Yang Liji became excited.

You know, only those chosen by heaven and earth can transform their hair into clothing! Those who can't do this are relegated to the bottom of the world, but if they can do it, doesn't that prove they are also noble beings!

"And the meat there is especially delicious—"

As if remembering something, my friend wiped his saliva.

Yang Liji glanced at his friend with a hint of disdain.

No matter how delicious it is, how good can it be?

wrong……

"You've already been there!?"

"..."

"We're going to scout the enemy!"

Accompanied by his friends and comrades, Yang Liji came to the legendary school.

On the way, Yang Liji complained many times that it was too far, but when he arrived at the destination, he was dumbfounded. The narrow road was crowded with latecomers, both men and women.

Yang Liji looked into the distance again.

"How long will the queue be?"

"Not bad, there are not many people here today."

Only with the comfort of others did Yang Liji suppress his impatience.

In the evening, the lanterns above the late car went out and darkness enveloped the place, but fireflies flew out from the woods and led Yang Liji and others to the front of the school. A black-haired young man was leaning on a bench, drinking tea, looking extremely leisurely.

"Master, please teach us the art of transformation today!"

Yang Liji wanted to pretend, but his comrades knelt down faster than each other.

Yang Liji had no choice but to kneel down on the spot.

"No hurry, let's eat first."

The young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly and called towards the kitchen.

"Sorry to bother you, Brother Hu."

"okay--"

Rabbits jumped out from the kitchen with bowls on their heads.

Yang Liji sniffed and didn't feel any heat, and even felt a chill.

Yang Liji disdained to care.

The most delicious food for a Chiche is the hot blood that flows out of the throat of the meat before it dies. Once it cools down, the meat will not only be disgusting but also emit a foul odor.

Treating latecomers with cold meat is simply disrespectful!
But what Yang Liji never expected was that his friends' eyes would light up, they would grab the bowls and start eating voraciously, crying while eating, and muttering that their lives were not lived in vain.

Yang Liji couldn't help laughing. He picked up the fish in the bowl, tested it, and then took a bite. An indescribable deliciousness burst out from his mouth.

"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm!!! Delicious! Delicious!!!"

(End of this chapter)