"Nonsense!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a black-faced Taoist priest with a beard sitting in the middle had already taken a picture.

"Go, go." I waved my hand casually, "I can't tell you, call you eight masters."

"Huh."

The thin old man sitting at the end of the table laughed inexplicably, at first it was just a dry laugh, but gradually it turned into a hearty laugh.

"The true God is in sight, and there is a fog in his eyes."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I laughed too: "I want to eat ice, it's hail in the sky."

"It's all here, so let's talk about it."

The so-called Eight Masters are the highest level of Taoist organizations.

From etiquette to scriptures, each master is responsible for one item, and only after passing all the examinations can he officially step into the Tao.

Even the boss, including the leader, must obey his command.

I want to see them because of the power in their hands.

The white-bearded old man said softly, "Joy, don't laugh yet."

"Let the donor tell me why."

This old Taoist priest is quite reasonable, and I can't hurt people by opening my mouth, so I simply opened the video and pushed it down the table to the old Taoist priest.

Everyone's eyes moved with the phone, and after the video was played, the silence of the scene was a little more solemn.

I smiled and took the Dao seal out of my pocket: "The thing is here, the video is here, the evidence is ironclad."

"Oh, yes." I grabbed Hui An: "The witness is also in this person, do you recognize it?"

"I do."

The white-bearded old man nodded very calmly: "I understand, his skills are not as good as others, so he should be willing to gamble and lose."

I smacked my teeth and gave a thumbs up to the old man with all sincerity: "Be reasonable."

"Then let's see which master will give me a seat?"

Lao Dao got up slowly: "I'll let you."

Everything seemed to be going better than I had imagined, but it made me more and more uneasy.

Looking at the main seat in the middle, I was a little suspicious.

This is Chen Liugong, how can he give it up so happily?

"Why didn't the donor come?"

Lao Dao urged again, and I had no reason to hesitate, so I walked up in a few big strides and sat on it.

"I'm a very democratic person, do the eight masters have anything to say?"

"Yes!"

I followed the prestige, and it was the black-faced Taoist priest who had just taken the case.

"The bet between you doesn't count at all!"

I looked at him with interest, "It's right here, why doesn't it count?"

"He's not in charge at all! I don't have the right to give you this seal!"

As soon as these words came out, I was immediately stupid.

I was worried about this before, so I specially asked Lao Huang to help me check the authenticity.

Lao Huang will never lie to me!

I immediately looked at the wall next to me, and there was a sign hanging next to the statue of Sanqing.

The above is a clear record of everyone's level, Hui'an's photo is at the top, and two big characters are clearly written below: Zhangmen.

Seeing this, I was suddenly a little disappointed.

"Do you think it's appropriate to lie in the purifying room?" I raised my hand to the sign and snapped, "Am I stupid, or are you stupid?"

The black-faced Taoist priest hurried to the sign and pulled out a photo of Hui An with one hand, revealing another person.

There are a total of 12 sheets.

And the last one is the white-bearded old man who gave me a seat!

"The old head is about to abdicate, and the twelve sons of Chen Liugong will be elected, each of whom will take turns to be the head, whoever runs well will be able to take over the position of head!"

After that, he pointed his finger at Hui An: "He is not even a fake leader, at most he is a candidate for the head of the house!"

"Such a No. 1 person, holding Chen Liugong's Dao Seal and making a bet with you, do you think it should be established?"

Before I could speak, the old man behind me suddenly spoke: "Don't cheat, if you lose, you lose."

"Do you really want to give Chen Liugong away? That's the inheritance of our ancestors!"

The black-faced Taoist priest suddenly turned his head, and his sharp gaze swept towards Hui An: "It's all ruined on this scum!"

Hui An sat down on the ground and howled without dignity, "I just want to make some achievements!"

"My original intention was right! You can't ......."

Before he finished speaking, the black-faced Taoist priest raised his hand and threw out the chair under him.

"Whoosh."

I just felt a gust of wind in my ears, and the stool was torn apart in midair.

There were a few pieces of porcelain that had fallen to the ground with the stool, and when I looked down, the lid of the teacup in front of me was gone.

Looking at the faint tea stains on Lao Dao's hands, I immediately felt creepy.