True Person Qing He never thought that [Nan Xianshi would say such satisfying words in public, so he just smiled and handed over his accusation to True Person Qing Xuan.
It is said that the disciple was young and had no words, so he confused the matter.
"Nan Xianshi has a naughty temperament. Since senior brother accepted her as his disciple, why not discipline her well?" True Person Qing Xuan said coldly.
"Yes, yes, I should discipline her well." Qing He smiled without saying a word and continued to spank her.
The main event of preparation is yet to come, so True Person Qing He is naturally not in a hurry.
After the first game, Bai Lan saved a file on the spot, then found a high ground and sat down.
As time passed, she tallied up the victory and defeat in the arena on that day, and then circled a dozen arena duels and time periods marked in red.
These circled ones are all typical cases of fighting skills that were initially disliked by everyone, but in the end they were able to defeat high-level players with low-level skills.
There are tens of millions of counter-killing cases, half of which are Long Aotian and Bai Ling.
Child of Destiny's halo is easy to use, so this time I will use their halo to make a lot of money.
At that time, you only need to go back to the old way and you will be able to make a lot of money. If something unexpected happens along the way, you will still have time to load the file and make adjustments.
Load the file again and go back in time [Bai Lan] to the time when he had just finished the first game.
After explaining the plan to Qi Xiaoru, Qi Xiaoru was confused when he heard it. "Although, but, let me interrupt, how can you be sure that they will win?"
"I have been observing these people for a long time, and they are all very strong."
"That's it?"
Facing the other party's confused gaze, Bai Lan continued to nod, "Have you forgotten that I can tell fortunes?"
"Can this be calculated? Did you calculate that they will definitely win?" Qi Xiaoru was shocked.
"Almost."
Qi Xiaoru's eyes lit up. "Then can you figure out who my master is? Where is he now?"
Qi Xiaoru's master?
... Far away, yet so close.
System, who was watching the fun with his sleeves rolled up, was suddenly nominated. His expression suddenly froze and he waved his hands repeatedly. "Host, please don't say it. I'm afraid of this Qi Xiaoru. Your cultivation world is as strong as an ox. If your acting skills are revealed and you are slapped to death by her..."
Although she doesn't understand why omnics are afraid of death, but...
"..." Bai Lan was silent for a moment, looked at Qi Xiaoru, and shook his head. "I can't figure it out."
Qi Xiaoru was disappointed for a moment, then nodded secretly.
Bai Lan's divination skills are so powerful that he can't even figure out the master's origin. It seems that the master is really an expert hermit.
It seems that the fate is not there. As my brother said, maybe I am not diligent enough in cultivation?
Qi Xiaoru sighed slightly and decided to go back to practice all night instead of resting today.
Looking at the back of Qi Xiaoru leaving, the system breathed a sigh of relief.
Bai Lan shook her head and smiled. She was not idle either. She had to start working at the same time as Qi Xiaoru in order to earn double Spirit Stone.
After looking around and confirming the position of Long Aotian, Bai Lan smiled and walked forward to the distance. Long Aotian was in front of the competition ring. He took out a table and futon of the same style as Qi Xiaoru from Storage Bag, found a corner, and placed them.
Elderly Grandfather in Long Aotian's mind was the first to discover the traces of Bai Lan, just when he became alert and thought that Bai Lan was secretly doing something detrimental to Long Aotian.
Then Bai Lan sat down and started...
"Fellow students, if you pass by, don't miss it. You only need ten Spirit Stone to place your bets. For just one Spirit Stone of Blood Recovery Pill, you can hope to double your Spirit Stone!"
There is no shortage of gamblers at any time, especially in a place like the world of cultivation. When the atmosphere under the fighting stage is heated, many people around are flocking over.
"Interesting, I bet ten Spirit Stone! Bet Ling Mie!"
"I recognize that Long Aotian. He is a loser who can't even defeat the handyman disciples. There is no suspense in this competition."
"It makes sense. Even if there is no such relationship, no one would be foolish to bet on Long Aotian. Ling Mie is a Dzogchen monk Qi Refining stage. He is super strong, but he is the seed player in this sect competition."
"I lost ten Spirit Stone from Wang Yuyu before, and I will make it back from Ling Mie today! I bet ten!"
"I bet Spirit Stone..."
Although most monks bet ten coins, a small amount such as ten Spirit Stone, once the base number is large, the final amount of Spirit Stone earned will be very considerable.
On the stage, Er Meng listened to the chatter in the audience. A smile appeared on his lips. He looked at Er Long Aotian across from him and said in an arrogant tone, "If you admit defeat, you can avoid the pain of a battle. Otherwise, if you fight with me, you will inevitably get injured."
"Hmph, the word "admit defeat" doesn't exist in my Long Aotian dictionary!" Long Aotian said coldly, feeling a little confused in his heart.
He just vaguely heard a familiar voice among the noisy sounds around him. It seemed to be, that woman?
Not sure, listen again.
"Don't miss it if you pass by! You want to ask me whether I bet on Ling Mie or Long Aotian? Then Ling Mie is definitely better, there is no doubt about it."
The expression on the stage was fierce. Long Aotian couldn't help but look sideways at the audience.
The voice is familiar, the figure is familiar, and he is doing something unfamiliar to him.
In Long Aotian's impression, as long as he looks at Bai Lan, nothing good will happen.
"Long Aotian, you must win. If you lose accidentally, I will pay Spirit Stone, but I will earn it back from you Storage Bag in the future." Bai Lan smiled and spoke to Long Aotian on the stage.
"You!"
She is opening a gambling stall and profiting from Spirit Stone!!!
He was looking up at the sky at forty degrees with an awe-inspiring aura. Long Aotian suddenly lost his composure. His veins popped out in anger, and he just wanted to turn around and leave.
For a moment, he didn't even want to participate in the competition. He just wanted to leave Azure Sect and stay away from Bai Lan.
He said these words of encouragement, but Qi Lan's sinister tone and coveting his storage bag made him hate him.
The hand holding the long sword gradually became stiff, and Long Aotian gritted his teeth.
"Boy! Calm down, your state of mind is unstable again." Long Aotian Elderly Grandfather said in a deep voice in his mind, "Don't let the words of that witch affect your state of mind. Calm down and fight hard. Your opponent will be difficult to deal with, but be cautious and you can still win."
"I know you, master..." Long Aotian gritted his teeth with hatred, but he could only suppress the anger in his heart.
"She did it on purpose. She just wanted to disturb your state of mind and make you lose your mind to the enemy. Don't you still understand?" Elderly Grandfather said helplessly, "If you continue to be like this, she will become your inner demon in the future and trap you for life."
"Is this witch really my inner demon? If I had known so..." Long Aotian closed his eyes. "I will not be disturbed by her. Don't worry, Master."
"Even if you can't beat Bai Lan, you still have to work hard to win the top ten in this competition. After the Azure Sect competition, you must participate in the clan competition." Elderly Grandfather said in a deep voice, "Your goal is the Soul Nurturing Wood, remember."
The word "I can't beat Bai Lan" made Long Aotian grit his teeth. The truth is often the most heartbreaking.
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely win Soul Nurturing Wood for you."
Long Aotian looked hard, trying hard to ignore the Bai Lan voice that sounded like a magic sound ringing around a pillar. He swung his long sword across and rushed towards his opponent.
Long Aotian's opponent Ling Mie's cultivation level is Qi Refining stage's Great Perfection, which is another typical low-level battle against a high-level one.
But Long Aotian is best at counterattacking from a low level to a high level, and his biggest golden finger is in his head Spirit Transformation stage Elderly Grandfather.
Now that Elderly Grandfather's soul urgently needs Soul Nurturing Wood to stabilize it. It concerns himself, so Elderly Grandfather will naturally do his best to help Long Aotian win.
The onlookers around him were not interested at first, and they were all betting on his opponents. This move was exactly what Bai Lan wanted.
Long Aotian looked at the stage with a smile, and Bai Lan turned to look at the system aside. "When do you think Long Aotian's duel will take place?"
"The host is rushing to the next game to get angry at Bai Ling." The system said in a faint tone.