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Chapter 600 She Gave Too Much

In the middle of the night, two little bats flapped their wings and tried to fly out of the school wall stealthily, but they fell from the sky halfway through the flight.

"It seems that only by practicing the Twelve Dharma Gates can I escape from this cage!"

Tang Pingan got up from the ground in a miserable state and complained to his sister in a low voice: "What's the difference between this and putting us in jail?"

Tang Moli thought for a moment and said, "There are no holidays in prison."

"When I came here, no one told me that this damn place would block the Internet. Is the old man deliberately trying to trick us?"

"In fact, he said that he would treat your Internet addiction, but you didn't take it seriously."

"I thought he was joking!"

Tang Pingan gnashed his teeth and said, "Are we really going to stay here until Friday? Sitting in the classroom all day and taking classes with these little idiots, isn't this just a waste of our lives?"

"Maybe we can make a deal with that guy."

Tang Moli suggested, "It's no surprise that he's immune to my charm. I think he's most likely a practitioner with a hidden identity. Although I don't know which method he practices, I believe he would be interested in teaching materials for other methods."

"The textbooks we got? Can they be shown to outsiders?"

When this matter was mentioned, Tang Ping'an became furious.

Why do we have to choose to practice only the "demon" external methods? Isn't this racial discrimination?
The advanced level of the demon magic sect - Night Demon, is another name for the blood clan.

But the Tang brothers and sisters who were born into the spirit race all knew the key. If you really practice according to the Night Demon's way, you will only go down a path of no return.

Because this heterodox practice has another name, called "martyr."

Tang Ping'an was not satisfied with this.

When the Twelve Laws were compiled, the Eldar also put a lot of effort into it. The path of "Night Demon" was almost tailor-made for them. But the final product was far from what they imagined.

How should I put it... It's like when someone is cooking and you bring the ingredients to help, thinking you can have a feast. But when it's served, you realize that what they made is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and what you brought is the lotus leaf that is used to seal the jar that holds Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

It's just embarrassing.

Among the twelve methods, only those who practice the right way have the opportunity to advance to become a star. The outer way is a compromise for those who are not talented enough. They can also practice, but they cannot cross the last threshold.

Among the heterodox sects, there are also high and low levels. The "Night Demons" are the compromised products that split from the "Martyrs".

This is like a 3A vibrating sword masterpiece on the Internet. Except for the noble Celestial Dragons, ordinary people are either short of money or have clumsy hands and brains, and can only watch the game anchors show off from afar.

Thus, the "cloud player" group emerged from the "player" group.

This is the difference between the right path and the wrong path.

Among the online gamers, there are some who are too lazy to even watch the online game. They just watched two spoof editing videos, copied and pasted a few jokes, and dared to brag that they have rich gaming experience...

This is the origin of the two sets of names for the heterodox teachings.

A surgeon can be trained to become a human skin painter.

Can train martyrs into night demons.

The Tang family had no shortage of secret family techniques; they sent them here just to seek the true scriptures... no, they wanted to learn the methods of the orthodox way, but in the end, what they got were teachings of heterodox ways.

This is racial discrimination!

Whether we can learn the righteous way is our business. Why don't you give us the righteous teaching materials? Not giving us the teaching materials is fine, but the teachers don't teach us either. Are we here to attend kindergarten?

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Tang Moli spread her hands and said, "Without being able to connect to the Internet, our advantages cannot be fully utilized. We can't do anything here."

Tang Pingan was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "If there is really no other way, we can build a campus network!"

"You are crazy!"

Tang Moli exclaimed: "Without the base material, how can you build a network?"

"Family secrets!"

At this point, Tang Pingan felt that he couldn't care less. He had already started to have withdrawal symptoms and felt that he wouldn't be able to hold out until Friday.

…………

At the same time in the girls' dormitory, Li Mumu put down the book in her hand, and a faint prayer sound echoed in her ears.

"Scarlet Scarlet, call Scarlet, Scarlet Scarlet..."

It’s so noisy!

Miss Shen Qingxi, the eldest lady of Shen, who is not sure whether to describe herself as tough or powerful, wrote an imperial edict to herself and affixed the imperial seal to enthrone herself - this kind of operation, which sounds like it might have touched upon some kind of mechanism bug, obviously brought about many indescribable changes and impacts on her.

I'm not sure about other aspects, but when it comes to prayer, this girl's voice alone is worth the voice of a hundred devout believers, and her cell phone's vibration is directly upgraded to a ringtone.

Li Mumu's mind moved, her eyes closed and opened again, her consciousness had already arrived in Shen Qingxi's sea view villa.

In just a few days, this sea view room had been decorated into a standard temple style, with two wooden statues placed on the left and right in front of the altar, and the surface was even coated with a layer of gold powder.

Summoning effect +20%
This is Li Mumu’s personal experience.

Miss Shen was quite careless in some aspects. She didn't care about Xia Yubing and Li Mumu's identities as cult angels at all, and she didn't consider herself an outsider. She waved money to command Max and Old Zhang to run around outside, and she treated the New Immortal Cult as her own home...

Of course, this is indeed her home.

"Amber coffin, scarlet shroud. I am summoning you two as the leader of the Changsheng Sect. I hope you can lend a hand."

Shen Qingxi stood on the altar wearing a cashmere hood, covering his face and dressing himself up as the leader of an evil villain.

Wait? Who? What?

As soon as Li Mumu came over, she heard such vicious words and her brain almost crashed.

"How did she become the leader of the Changsheng Sect?"

Of course, the New Immortal Religion has no leader. Originally, there was no leader either, only an archbishop.

Its original form, the Baroque Alchemy Society, was also a loosely organized academic group. Who would be willing to find a father to worship over their head?
Of course, this question could not be asked to Shen Qingxi. Li Mumu was questioning Max.

Excluding the two angel priests, there are actually only two members of the New Immortal Sect. Max is the core of the team, and Old Zhang... is the security guard.

Max remained expressionless and replied calmly, "Ms. Shen has voluntarily joined our Changsheng Sect and has shown enough sincerity. Considering various factors, I finally decided to step down and support Miss Shen as the leader."

How much did she give you?

(End of this chapter)