aircannonsinc Chapter 388
Chapter 388
When Randeng left the Human Emperor Palace.
He was so excited that he almost jumped up.
He had a silly smile on his face.
So much so that Shennong got goose bumps all over his body.
He looked at Randeng's back as he left, shook his head, and sighed.
"Sure enough, withdrawing from the Sainthood Contest was the right choice."
"None of the remaining quasi-saints is simple."
Shennong felt that these quasi-saints were all perverts.
Each of them had a ridiculous number of tricks.
He had the time to spare for the selection of sainthood.
He might as well do a good job for the human race.
In the Human Emperor Palace, Guangchengzi gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Junior brother is really smart."
"These quasi-saints, even saints can't be intimidated."
"You circle them in and let them play all kinds of things. It's amazing."
Xuandan smiled and waved his hand casually.
"Sprinkle some water, everyone is here for the Sainthood."
"As long as the direction is right, there will be no problem with healthy competition."
Earlier, they were all playing scripts and making gimmicks.
They were off track in the first place.
After being circled, Randeng obviously came to his senses and saw the clues.
Xuandan would definitely not bother with serious canvassing for votes.
But you kid directly bewitched the audience to vote for you.
What's the difference between this behavior and Xingtian whipping the ghosts with a whip to get votes?
As long as Randeng votes honestly.
The competition for the Sainthood will definitely become more intense.
At that time, these quasi-saints will be convinced.
Again, the saint recognized by the prehistoric creatures is a good saint.
Anyway, the votes are in the hands of the prehistoric creatures.
Even if you can convince everyone to vote for you.
As long as it is not a similar behavior of bewitching or forcing.
In fact, it is all a manifestation of the ability of this quasi-saint.
Randeng returned to the west and stood in place.
His brows were furrowed, staring at the ranking list of votes for the Sainthood Contest on the screen.
The top ones were Minghe, Hongyun, Zhu Jiuyin, Kunpeng and Zhenyuanzi.
If Ran Deng wanted to catch up with these people.
I don't know how long it would take.
It is estimated that the Sainthood Contest will be over by then.
There is no chance at all.
Ran Deng's originally excited mood suddenly became depressed.
He stared at the spirit mirror screen dully.
After thinking for a moment, he turned on the live broadcast.
He became one of the few remaining quasi-saints who were still competing for the Sainthood.
"Amitabha, long time no see, fellow Taoists."
"I have been meditating for many years, and I understand that I should sympathize with the sentient beings in the prehistoric world."
"All fellow Taoists who support me can enter the Western Pure Land of Bliss."
"The exquisiteness of Western Buddhism should be based on the past life, present life and the next life..."
As his voice surged out.
Many viewers flocked to Randeng's live broadcast room.
In an instant, Randeng suddenly regained confidence.
Until a bunch of rhythmic comments shattered his Buddhist heart.
"This guy chanted Sanskrit before and deceived us to vote for him."
"Now I don't know what means he used to come back again."
"Everyone must not be fooled by his honest appearance."
As similar comments continued to appear in the live broadcast room.
The audience in the live broadcast room also decreased rapidly.
Seeing the sudden decline, Randeng's heart suddenly died.
Damn, if this continues, he will have no chance to get involved in the sainthood.
At the same time, in the Sumeru Mountain of the Western Church.
Jie Yin suddenly raised the spirit mirror excitedly.
Such a move made Zhunti very puzzled.
"Brother, are you possessed by something?"
Jie Yin did not say anything, and directly threw the spirit mirror over.
Until Randeng caught a glimpse of the picture in the spirit mirror.
Instantly, he was shocked and said in surprise.
"Why is Randeng still broadcasting the fight for the sainthood."
"Wasn't he banned and disqualified before?"
Jie Yin and Randeng are both saints, so they are not stupid.
They thought about the strange actions of the previous quasi-saints.
They resisted Xuan Dan to no avail, and then they continued to canvass for votes.
Jie Yin understood instantly that this was a trick!
How could Randeng, who had lost the sainthood qualification, jump in?
But now it seems that it should be a blessing in disguise.
"I don't know what fellow Randeng and fellow Xuan Dan talked about."
"It must be a good thing to be able to regain the qualification to fight for the sainthood."
Zhunti frowned tightly and stared at the spirit mirror solemnly.
"But the problem is... Fellow Daoist Randeng is in a passive position now."
"The live broadcast room is full of people who are trying to set the pace."
"His audience is leaving too fast. If we don't stop him, he will be gone."
"I guess we in the West will definitely have no chance of becoming a saint."
The quasi-saints that the West had pushed out before.
TwoThe two quasi-saints were banned.
Lost the qualification to compete for the sainthood.
Jie Yin and Zhunti were naturally too lazy to consider this matter.
But it is different now.
Randeng's qualification to compete for the sainthood is back.
After all, that is the sainthood.
If Randeng can become a saint, for the entire Western Church.
The overall strength will definitely be a qualitative leap.
The two Western saints looked at each other and smiled.
At the same time, they used the escape method to go straight to Randeng's location.
It happened that Randeng's live broadcast room was completely led astray by the rhythm at this moment.
He spoke for a long time with great effort.
In the end, there were only a few votes.
Randeng, who was really intolerable, paused the live broadcast room.
He squatted on the ground and took a puff of Lingcao cigarette without caring about his image.
The white thick fog slowly came out of his mouth.
Randeng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed.
"ε=(´ο｀*)))Alas"
"I got the qualification to compete for the sainthood, but I can't do anything about it."
"Am I going to give up the sainthood like this?"
There was despair on his face.
How I wish a savior would appear at this time.
The savior would definitely ride on a colorful cloud.
He would appear in front of him with a confident figure.
Just when Randeng was thinking and confused.
Colorful clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.
Two figures emitting golden light.
Their faces slowly emerged from the clouds.
The soft voice echoed in Randeng's ears.
"Why are you so dejected here, fellow Taoist?"
"Isn't it a good thing to get back the qualification to compete for the sainthood?"
As the voice fell, Randeng looked up with a look of surprise on his face.
The visitors were the two saints from the West.
They stared at Randeng with a smile.
Ran Deng was happy at first, but then felt endless disappointment.
"Two masters, good things are good, but I can't think of a way to turn defeat into victory."
Zhunti said calmly.
"Daoyou don't have to think about it."
Ran Deng responded puzzledly.
"If you don't want to, will the two masters fight for the sainthood for me?"
Unexpectedly, Jie Yin and Zhunti said in unison.
"Yes, we two will find a way for you."
"After all, Daoyou is a Westerner, of course you have to do your part."
In an instant, there was light in Ran Deng's eyes again!