Chapter 1810: : Demon Method

"I knew it was you two who made a ghost here!" Mihe came all the way, and the elder disciples of the Discipline Hall nearby were rustling and talking to her. It is estimated that it was a report on what happened before. After all, they won four games in a row. It is beyond imagination.

"Why fellow Daoists should be so extreme? But after hearing a few disciples' one-sided words, they said that we were playing tricks. I am afraid that everyone said you were biased?" I said politely.

"Haha, I taught my child the demon method, but said that I didn't make any ghosts? This Yan Yan lost a few games before, but after seeing you, even Sun Yayi won! What else can be argued? Disciples of the Discipline Hall! Get them all up!" Mi He's eyes sank, and he commanded the Discipline Hall to arrest people.

The Discipline Hall wanted to arrest us for questioning a long time ago, but they used to monitor and did not have the authority. Now that they have the support of the elders, they naturally intend to arrest them first. Then I went to the Discipline Hall and the first seat of the Discipline Hall was there. It's definitely the one who deserves to be beaten to death, the disabled who beat the disabled, who dares to say something?

"In any case, we are all guests, instructing disciples, and with the consent of his master, Daoist Ji Lian, what can be taught in a short time? Isn't your Dihaixianmen even the confidence to teach spells for several years? Right now? Winning the game, how can it be said that it is a demon? Besides, this kid can lose a few games in a row and still has the qualification to challenge. Is it not her own credit that she won before? If the game is won, I think it is very ordinary." Of course, I denied it directly.

"Hehe, there is nothing wrong with wanting to add crime, fellow Daoist is going to fight with the anti-god alliance?" Senior Brother Yan grinned in an arc, revealing the magical nature of Heavenly Ji Dao.

This question immediately gave Mi He a big hat, and several anti-the **** alliances came to watch the battle, and they all came over and said: "You two, are also supervisors?"

"No, we come to watch the battle, and the relatives who come by the way, all the identity plates are there, but this Taoist friend named Mihe is all troublesome for us." I took out the identity plate, and the names on it were all real names. , It’s just that people have long been arrested secretly, and we are imposters.

"It's ours." The monk who read the nameplate muttered in a low voice, and then looked at his companion: "What to do? I think I should ask the hall master about this matter. After all, we have never seen such a miracle. I’ve seen it, but it’s just pointing a relative to win a few games with two tricks, and the other side intends to take someone. I think this is a bit too much."

"Well, Fellow Daoist Liao is right. We really didn't see our Anti-God League in this Haixian Sect." Another anti-God League elder glanced at Mi He contemptuously, with a hint of displeasure on his face. .

The Anti-God Alliance is now the largest alliance in the world. Most of the cultivation in the alliance is based on the mentality of being both prosperous and prosperous. Everyone is a Daoist friend. Facing the Dihaixianmen, of course they are on the same front. They all regard the cultivation in this land and sea as a barbaric faction, otherwise, why would they be given five hundred places?

Mihe's face suddenly paled. She guessed that she was also afraid this time. The matter was related to the survival of the entire school. Otherwise, how could everyone call all the four disciples over and hold this promotion conference? If the suzerain of other people's promotion to the Celestial Altar suddenly stops giving you a place for promotion, can you still count this time? Are you entertaining yourself or deceiving yourself? Because she was alone, she turned her face with the Anti-God Alliance, and prevented herself and the elites and disciples of the hundreds of factions from flying up. It would be strange if everyone didn't eat her!

"What? Fellow Daoist Mihe, I just taught the child two tricks, and I clearly told the child master. Are you planning to kill or pluck?" I looked at Mihe coldly, this time it's my turn to talk Tiger skin becomes a banner.

Mi He was speechless, but didn't want to let it go, and said: "Don't think I don't know what you want, then let the boss handle this matter!"

My expression became cold, and I wanted to say something that made her really unable to get off the stage. Suddenly, a middle-aged monk with a sword back came out of the crowd, waved his hand, and smiled: "Friend Mi, stay calm."

"Lizhang Peak..." Mi He sighed with relief on his face, and the visitor said: "Several dao friends in the league, there are not many remaining in the game today. The quota has been determined. The next game should be an official game. It's a gimmick to win, it's quite boring, why don't you just go down to the hall and have a cup of tea, how about everyone's anger?"

What he means is that the points quota has been determined, and the points are full at the moment, but it is just to distinguish the strongest. The responsibility of the league to monitor the disciple competition is also considered to be over. Now let you go to drink tea, and it can be regarded as a landlord. Friendship.

"What Lizhangfeng said is extremely true. This kind of competition is just a fight for some disciples. It is boring. Let's have tea!" The monks of the Anti-God League seem to be quite familiar with this Lizhangfeng. I intend to turn big things into small things.

Na Mihe is quite insidious. I guess it's time to invite the head to judge the matter, but I said: "You guys who want to have tea, even if you go there, I plan to take a look at the next game."

"Friends of Daoist, haven't the quota been confirmed? My niece has already obtained the quota and qualified. Even if I have not obtained it, add another quota, my old song can still speak." A monk surnamed Qu patted it. Said my shoulder.

Friends Lian Dao refers to the name of my impostor.

I was expressionless and said, "I'm qualifying, but I think it's a fight for the outcome, Qiancai, what do you think?"

"Of course! To qualify is to qualify, but I still want to win!" Qiancai clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying that winning the game was just the first step.

Ji Lian's weird gaze stopped on his disciple for a long time, then looked at me, wondering what I wanted to do, and everyone else looked over because Qiancai was still planning to participate in the victory and defeat. Most of them, naturally They all feel that Qiancai is arrogant and fainted after winning. It's like gambling. You don't want to go when you lose too much. It's harder to go if you lose a lot.

Mihe's face was ugly, and I felt that I was just looking for fault, and immediately planned to tear my face apart, but the Taoist named Lizhangfeng had already seen her thoughts, so he reached out and stopped her and said to me, "Haha, Even fellow Daoists, of course everyone can sign up for the competition, but the disciples who have signed up right now, although they are only competing for a false name, their strength is the best among all the disciples, and their strength is actually not inferior to the average elder. Although the niece won a few games in a row, she also lost a few games. There is really no need to compete with the disciples who have won a few games in a row, and the niece’s wheel fight is already seven or eight games. If it is injured, it will not be beautiful."

"I won't get hurt! Uncle said I will always win." Qiancai, from Weiweinuo, greeted other people's children with everything, and became extremely confident. This abnormality, of course, makes Ji Lian look strange, but now Qiancai is not only There was no injury at all, and the mana was still in a state of abundant power. If this could really win, it would also be very beneficial to her. After all, although there were three or four disciples on her side, no one dared to participate in the victory or defeat.

A few people from the anti-their coalition were quite troubled by my independence and lack of face.

And one of the cultivators from Haixianmen even started to speak for the other side in reverse, saying: "What method did Fellow Daoist teach, actually let his niece fight four games in a row, and win with every move. The games seem to be different."

"Hehe, fellow Daoist has asked the point. In the first few games, he won points. It was this kid who met the cultivator of the fifth or sixth tier, and he won with the cultivation base, and lost the next few games. , I met disciples of the same level, but I don’t know how the Daoists in this company gave instructions or what demon methods they used, and it turned out to be the current situation, which is really curious!" Mi He Said a little annoyed.

"You teach me to be blind or lame. It's good to win. You use a lot of demon methods in the hands of your disciples, right? They are often handed down by the head, or magic weapons. I borrowed it from my master. Do you think it’s fair to ordinary disciples? Or, when you go to the outside world to fight the law, the daoists still plan to let others not cheat? Don’t fight with you with precious weapons? You have to lose to you and let you kill It's normal, what's the reason!?" I sneered.