I have a role in the heavens

Yuan Hui carefully and helplessly turned off his other mind. He really couldn't defeat Zhao Min, a female gangster. If he continued to listen, he would only suffer the loss of being molested by Zhao Min.

"I'm finally convinced. I won't use his mind telepathy anymore. You must also put away the dirty thoughts in your heart!"

Yuan Hui was really convinced by the Zhao Min in front of him. He never thought that he could deal with his Xintong like this. If a woman could let go, it would be really scary.

"A gentleman's word!"

Zhao Min's eyes lit up, radiant, bright and eye-catching, and he stretched out his white and tender right hand, which was soft and slender. It's a pity that everyone present didn't know how to appreciate it. Fang Hui evaded for fear of being teased by Zhao Min, while the others were in awe of Zhao Min and didn't dare to look at him.

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

"Snapped!"

Yuan Hui moved her eyes away from Zhao Min's face, stretched out her left palm and gave Zhao Min a slap. Then he quickly took his hand back, treating Zhao Min like a snake or a scorpion, fearing to avoid him.

"Hey, coward!"

Zhao Min seemed to be addicted to teasing Fang Hui. He once again mocked Fang Hui and looked at Fang Hui's half-naked body unscrupulously.

Yuan Hui was really afraid of Zhao Min, a female hooligan with a bold style. Red-gold qi threads kept coming out of her body, tightly surrounding him, and weaving constantly, Yuan Hui appeared in a red-gold cassock. The outside of the tattered monk's robe covered his exposed parts, giving Yuan Hui a sense of security.

Zhao Min's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes in disbelief. He opened his eyes again, and then he quickly confirmed that Yuan Hui had really conjured a cassock out of thin air.

Xuan Ming, Cheng Kun and others also widened their eyes and secretly rejoiced in their hearts. Yuan Hui's strength was far beyond their imagination. This was a way of turning the void into reality and condensing energy into shape. With this hand alone, Everyone knew that they had not lost unfairly.

Zhao Min's level of martial arts was low, so she didn't know how amazing this method was, but when she saw everyone's reaction, she knew that this method was definitely not something that ordinary people could achieve.

Women sometimes have more thoughts than men can imagine. Although Zhao Min understood Yuan Hui's clever methods, his first thought was that if he learned this skill, he would be able to wear whatever clothes he wanted.

"Can you teach me so I can conjure up all the clothes I want to wear!"

Zhao Min stared at Yuan Hui closely with her big eyes shining brightly, and curiously stretched out her hand to hold the cassock that Yuan Hui was wearing in her hands, carefully checking whether it was real.

Yuan Hui looked at Zhao Min, who was begging his owner to pet a puppy, and found that Zhao Min was far cuter than at other times. This was a normal woman's reaction.

Yuan Hui was stunned unconsciously, fascinated by the soft Zhao Min at this moment. When Yuan Hui woke up, she unconsciously turned her gaze down the mountain.

"This thing is not difficult for those who don't know it, but it is difficult for those who don't know it. There is no way to learn it. When your martial arts level reaches the level I am at this time, you will learn it by yourself without a teacher!"

"If you don't teach, you won't teach. I don't care about it!"

Zhao Min rolled his eyes at Yuan Hui. His charming expression made Yuan Hui feel embarrassed again and she unconsciously looked away.

Zhao Min reached out and smoothed the messy hair at her temples, and tucked the strand of hair behind her ears. The roots of her ears were a little red, and her heart was racing. How could she not have noticed the subtle change in Yuan Hui's gaze just now.

"Princess, you are a master of tactics and the mastermind of the drama below. Why don't we make a bet today and guess what the fate of Mingjiao will be today?"

Yuan Hui forced an awkward conversation and changed the topic, hoping to weaken the ambiguous atmosphere just now.

"I don't want to guess. If I explain that the religion will be destroyed, you can easily change the result by taking action, so I will lose no matter what I say!"

Zhao Min secretly laughed at Yuan Hui's timidity, but she finally followed Yuan Hui's topic because she thought that she could use this to stop Yuan Hui from taking action and allow the Ming Cult and the six major sects to proceed according to their plans.

"Since the young monk wants to bet with the princess about the fate of the Ming Cult, he will naturally just sit back and watch with the princess here and never interfere in this big drama!"

As expected, Yuan Hui was fooled. Yuan Hui, who had closed his mind, was no match for Zhao Min in terms of tactics.

"If this is the case, I think Mingjiao will inevitably collapse."

Zhao Min was overjoyed. No matter what the final result was, as long as Yuan Hui could not help Mingjiao, it would be the most beneficial to Dayuan, so she made the choice extremely happily. After all, she had designed Mingjiao for so long, and she had no influence on Mingjiao and the six major sects. They have a clear understanding of the power of the two sides, and the power of the two sides is simply asymmetrical, so it is difficult for the Mingjiao to overcome this difficulty.

"Since the princess has chosen the Mingjiao to perish, I can only choose that the Mingjiao will survive this crisis safely."

Although Yuan Hui was not as good as Zhao Min in terms of strategizing, she was a fool who couldn't stand him. She knew the outcome long before it happened.

Therefore, Yuan Hui was very sure, more confident than Zhao Min. The two people who were confident in their own judgment just watched the drama at the foot of the mountain.

"Just a bet requires a bet. I wonder what bet the master can offer?"

Zhao Min looked at Yin Tianzheng, who was showing great power on the Guangming Peak at the foot of the mountain, and defeated Yu Daiyan in Wudang, and asked Yuan Hui again.

"The loser should agree to a request that does not violate the other party's principles. After all, the little monk has nothing to offer!"

Yuan Hui told Zhao Min the bet nonchalantly. He didn't think he would lose. If he could make Zhao Min lose to his request, then why not do it.

"That's it!"

Zhao Min nodded confidently and smacked her palm. She was very confident in her arrangement. Thinking of getting a promise from such a master as Yuan Hui, she felt that she had made a lot of money.

"Then let's wait and see what happens!"

Yuan Hui glanced at the excited Zhao Min confidently, and showed a meaningful smile, which made Zhao Min a little suspicious. Could it be that Yuan Hui knew something that she didn't know, otherwise how could she dare to judge the life and death of the Ming Cult.

"Senior Yin, I lost, but I was seriously injured. If you don't get out of the way, you can't stop everyone!"

Yin Liting looked at Yin Tianzheng, who was standing proudly, and then looked bitterly at Yang Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground behind Yin Tianzheng to heal his injuries, and kindly advised him.

"Yin Liuxia, thank you for your kindness, but I am the Protector of the Ming Cult, how could I run away from the battlefield and become that villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yin Tianzheng had Yin Liting's sword stuck in his abdomen, but his heroic spirit remained intact. Although his beard and hair were all white and he was over sixty years old, everyone present looked at Yin Tianzheng with admiration and had to admit that Yin Tianzheng was a heroic person.

"If anyone else comes up to challenge me, I'll take the next step!"

Yin Tianzheng pulled out the sword directly, tapped a few acupuncture points on his abdomen, and temporarily stopped the bleeding. He looked at the masters of the six major sects in the audience with high spirits, and once again issued an invitation to fight.