Author: Xiao Pangu

Everyone's ears perked up again.

Although it is said that monks can see through at a glance whether the opponent has lost Yuanyang or Yuanyin.

But if you scan people's faces for no reason to see if they have lost their innocence, isn't this because you want to start a fight?

Only elders or high-level monks can do this kind of thing.

After hearing this question raised by Tang Wuyou, the monks from other sects gave it up.

The fire of the Eight Diagrams among the disciples of the Huangji Sect was burning brightly.

He didn't seem to care, but his ears were stretched out to hear the answer.

The smile on Gu Qingrou's face was almost unbearable.

Who would ask such a question in public while grinding my back molars secretly?

But he still had to squeeze out a smile and pretend to be generous:

"Zhenjun Yuhao is my senior brother and has always been. I think you may have misunderstood something like everyone else.

Taoist friends should think twice before speaking in the future, instead of following what others say."

Tang Wuyou said a long "Oh~".

"So that's it, then I understand.

Thank you for the Star Stone today. Do you want to make a bet with me tomorrow? I still need a Purple Thunder Bamboo."

Gu Qingrou gritted her teeth. Did Fairy Wuyou regard her here as her material library?

"I don't have anything like Purple Thunder Bamboo. I'm afraid I can't bet with Fairy Wuyou."

Tang Wuyou crossed his arms across his chest, looking at her and smiling.

"No! Without Purple Thunder Bamboo, we can make bets with other things.

Let me think about it, in addition to the Purple Thunder Bamboo, I also lack a Thunder Stone.

You also know that I have the Five Elements Spiritual Root, and in the future I will cultivate my spiritual root into the Chaos Spiritual Root.

I plan to major in Thunder Spirit Power, and then I’ll hit anyone I don’t like.”

Everyone was speechless, her plan was really far-reaching.

The smile on Gu Qingrou's face was almost distorted.

"without,"

"Oh, Sister Gu, are you afraid of losing, so you don't dare to bet with me?

Even if you don’t have it, sister, doesn’t it mean that Zhenjun Yu Hao doesn’t have it either?

I thought that a sect like yours, the largest in the world of immortality, had everything!"

Tang Wuyou looked at Gu Qingrou after finishing his tea.

Before Qing Rou could speak, a male voice said:

"Junior sister, compared with her, I just happen to have a Purple Thunder Bamboo here.

I'm afraid that some people think that if they win one day, they can win every day, so I'll see if I can win."

Tang Wuyou snapped his fingers and smiled.

"It's great to have a senior who is in the Nascent Soul stage. True Lord Yu Hao is such a timely blessing!

Know that I am short of Purple Thunder Bamboo.

Let me see what's missing and we can continue the day after tomorrow."

True Lord Yu Hao sneered.

I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as her.

"You win first and then we'll talk tomorrow."

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you down.

True Lord Yu Hao just needs to prepare the Purple Thunder Bamboo."

As she said that, she turned and left, leaving behind the two senior brothers and sisters who looked at her with evil eyes.

Watching the back of her leaving, she also grinds her molars.

Returning to their Taoist sect, Qin Lan gave her a thumbs up.

"You're so good, little junior sister, you dare to trick me, Nascent Soul Master!"

Tang Wuyou said with a crooked smile:

"Senior Sister Qin Lan, what you said is wrong, I didn't trick them.

I am competing with them openly!"

Li Mubai asked curiously:

"Junior sister, if I heard correctly just now, it seems that you only mentioned the purple thunder bamboo if your side wins.

Why didn't you say you lost?

What did you bet on?"

"Me! Gu Qingrou said that if she wins, she will make me swear not to kill the Gu family monks in the future.

It’s a pity that I didn’t lose, didn’t I?”

Ye Qingge nodded.

"Then you can't lose tomorrow.

Is your Purple Thunder Bamboo a bet for your new apprentice?"

That kid Huaye, because he has mutated thunder spirit roots, has been sent to the back mountain by Dongmen to hide.

How could he be allowed to show up on such an occasion so easily?

What if high-level monks from other major sects were interested in robbing him, or if he couldn't get it, he would kill him?

"Yes or no, my Flying Flower Sword also needs Purple Thunder Bamboo as a material for the Sacrifice Refining.

It happened that that boy was also a Lei Linggen, so I took him along with me.

Alas, that guy's qualifications are better than mine, so I guess his progress in cultivation can't be slowed down.

He should enter Nascent Soul before me."

"That's not necessarily the case. At least Junior Sister, you are better than anyone else."

Changhe continued.

Ye Qingge also said:

"Yes, junior sister not only does it by herself, she can also take us to do it together."

A few people chatted and laughed for a while and practiced all night.

The next day it was time to meet with Mo Xiu again.

In fact, as monks, they don't need to rest at all.

Just take turns to meditate to restore your spiritual energy.

I don’t know what those sect elders think, insisting on resting at night and fighting during the day.

Didn't that night give the demon cultivator a chance to teleport over?

According to Tang Wuyou's preliminary understanding, there are three teleportation arrays over there.

Who knows if they will still join us.

Will they keep teleporting here at night?

If that's the case, it would be possible to teleport 1,800 people in one night.

Hearing her doubts, Li Mubai said:

"The high-level monks from our sect and the other five major sects have made this decision naturally in order to use the demonic cultivators as our whetstones.

Junior sister, I have to work hard today and cannot be compared.

I heard that someone started a gambling game yesterday.

This morning we went to place a bet specifically for you to win."

Tang Wuyou was speechless.

"Senior brother, it's okay if you don't say this. But once you say it, why do I suddenly feel so stressed?"

Ye Qingge smiled solemnly, his eyes full of affirmation.

"Junior sister, you can do it. We all believe in your strength."
To be continued...