I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

"Ha... don't worry, nothing like this will happen."

Ma Zhanshan said with a sneer.

"Okay, if that's the case then let's continue."

Ji Mie nodded and said to Yang Tianye.

"Dad, you are so handsome."

Ma Zhanshan came to Ma Zhanshan and extended his thumb in praise.

In his impression, Ma Zhanshan had never been as tough as he was today.

Ma Zhanshan looked at Ma Li and smiled but didn't say anything.

Maybe it was because of the help of Mr. Hu San that he felt confident, or maybe because he understood, even Ma Zhanshan didn't know why he had such a tough side.

"Okay, all players from both sides are here. Since this is a competition, there must be some luck. Please share your demands."

Yang Tianye continued to preside over the Taoism and pointed his finger at Buddhism, indicating that Buddhism would speak first.

Seeing this, Ji Mie said calmly:

"I think the Taoist priest should be very clear about what we want. The Taoist priest should also be clear about what we promised, so there is no need to say more, right?"

After finishing speaking, Ji Mie raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xuanling, but at this time, Zhao Xuanling had a sneer on his face.

"I don't care about what you promised. If you want to get what you want, you must at least show sincerity, otherwise this competition will not continue."

Zhao Xuanling is not someone who has been taken advantage of. He wants to change Xiaoxing with just a promise? Isn't this a daydream?

Although Zhao Xuanling doesn't think he will lose Xiaoxing, why not take this opportunity to cause Buddhism to bleed?

Ji Mie frowned when he heard the words, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

But in order to achieve his goal, he still asked patiently:

"Then tell me what you want."

"Um…"

Zhao Xuanling pretended to think for a while, then suddenly smiled and said:

"I know that your Buddhist sect has a treasure, but is it called a relic?"

"So what!"

Ji Mie's eyes turned cold when he heard this. He might have guessed what the other party wanted.

After hearing this, Zhao Xuanling patted his thigh and said:

"Okay, how about taking ten or eight of your Buddhist relics as bets?"

"Fart! How can you covet my Buddhist relics!"

Before Ji Mie could say anything, Yuantong on the side couldn't help it anymore and pointed at Zhao Xuanling's nose and cursed angrily.

The Buddhist crowd looked at Zhao Xuanling with anger in their eyes, as if they wanted to cut Zhao Xuanling into pieces.

It’s no wonder that Buddhism had such a big reaction. It is indeed that this relic is too precious.

Relics, the most precious treasure of Buddhism, were born after the death of the eminent monk. They contain the Buddhist power of the eminent monk for one lifetime.

Not only does the relic contain extremely terrifying energy, it can also drive away evil spirits and ward off evil, making it immune to all ghosts when worn on the body.

There were so many such treasures that no one in Buddhism had ever seen. Zhao Xuanling came up and opened his mouth and saw eight or ten of them. How could the Buddhists not be angry?

"What? Can't it? If not, forget it, let's go."

Zhao Xuanling can be said to have grasped the vitality of Buddhism.

Anyway, it was you who asked me to come. If you don’t meet my requirements, the worst thing is that I won’t be able to compete. What’s wrong?

"and many more."

Ji Mie narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before saying:

"It's up to you, but there are not that many relics, and they are not on me. If you can win this competition, I will ask someone from the capital to send you one."

Ji Mie didn't want to let Zhao Xuanling leave just like that. After all, he came with a mission this time, and he was bound to win the Earth Source Spirit!

"Uncle Master!"

When Yuantong saw that Ji Mie actually agreed to Zhao Xuanling's request, he immediately shouted anxiously.

"Shut up! Let me arrange everything!"

Ji Mie glared at Yuantong, and his serious tone made Yuantong dare not speak anymore. He could only sit down on the chair and glare at Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling pretended not to see Yuantong's murderous look.

Seeing that Ji Mie agreed to his request, Zhao Xuanling also sat back on the chair.

Seeing this, Ji Mie said:

"Can we start now?"

He couldn't wait to kill Zhao Xuanling now. Although he didn't show any displeasure on the surface, what Zhao Xuanling did made him hate him deeply.

But who knew that Zhao Xuanling still shook his head after hearing this.

"One relic is not fair, I have one more request."

As soon as he said these words, Annihilation was about to explode, and his teeth were rattling from his bite.

"you say!"

The words "Nie Mie" were almost forced out from between the teeth.

"Ah…"

Zhao Xuanling sneered, looked at Yuantong, raised his finger and pointed at Yuantong's big, smooth head and said:

"I want his life!"

"..."

"Fuck!"

As soon as Zhao Xuanling said these words, the whole place was silent at first, and then there were surprised sounds from the whole place.

Zhao Xuanling came here this time for Yuantong, and the relics were just incidental. After all, Zhao Xuanling couldn't even see a mere relic.

Zhao Xuanling has not forgotten what Yuantong did. He allowed those swindlers to ruin the reputation of Taoism, which was still a capital crime for Zhao Xuanling.

Since today is already here, let’s settle the account together and save myself the trouble again.

At this time, Yuantong, who was sitting opposite, saw Zhao Xuanling's murderous eyes, and felt frightened in his heart, and hurriedly said:

"You fart! How can a friendly exchange conference bet on people's lives!"

Yuantong knew that Zhao Xuanling was not just talking about it, as long as he said it, he could really do it.

Although he has great faith in Buddhism, he is still afraid of what might happen. After all, who wants to take his own life as a joke?

"Why would the Taoist bet on Yuantong's life?"

Ji Mie asked coldly.

Zhao Xuanling shrugged and said:

"No reason, just be happy. Don't talk nonsense. It's better to bet or not to bet. If not, I can leave."

Ji Mie looked at the arrogant Zhao Xuanling and took a few deep breaths, then looked at the nervous Yuantong, thought for a moment and then said:

"Okay, I'll make a bet with you, but I also have to add a bet!"

"I know, just bet my life, okay, I'll bet with you."

Zhao Xuanling knew very well what Ji Mie was thinking, so he spoke for him.

"Okay! Enjoy!"

Ji Mie sneered.

Originally, he killed Zhao Xuanling in front of so many people in this competition. Even if he claimed that he had failed, Nie Mie still felt that something was wrong.

This saves trouble. After all, if you lose when you bet on this thing, you will win. If you want to bet, you must admit defeat.

Yuantong was a little unhappy when he saw the two of them treating themselves as a bet in just a few words.

"Uncle Master! You absolutely must not!"

Yuantong wanted to fight for himself, but was blocked by Ji Mie's eyes.

"Why are you panicking! Do you think my Buddhism will lose? Don't worry, even if you lose, you won't die as long as I'm here!"

Yuantong opened his mouth to say something more, but when he saw Ji Mie's cold eyes, he could only swallow his words and was forced to accept this reality.

Now he can only silently pray to God to let his side win...