If you have an idea, just do it, sign up first, and then meet the experts from all walks of life."
Wang Xu made up his mind and walked directly to the registration point on the other side.
There are two registration points in Luohe City, one is for eighth-level monks and the other is for seventh-level monks.
As for the ninth-level saint-level monks, all of them are strong men with good reputations. They do not need to register or be selected in the preliminary election, they can directly go to the Fallen Holy City to participate in the competition.
The same cannot be said for seventh-level and eighth-level monks. There are more than a million seventh-level monks in the entire fallen world community, and even tens of thousands of eighth-level monks.
With so many people, including experts, there will naturally be those who fish in troubled waters. If we don't screen them locally, what will we do if we are embarrassed and thrown in front of the Holy Lord?
"For eighth-level monks, the registration fee is one piece of the Origin of a Thousand Worlds. For seventh-level monks, the registration fee is one piece of the Origin of the Small Thousand Worlds. You can register after paying the money."
"What, you still need to charge?"
"It's natural. You think it's free to build the arena. What if you break something? Do you want me to pay for it?"
“But the list didn’t mention the fee?”
"What are you talking about? The list doesn't mention the deadline for registration. What if I forget your list somewhere and you can't make it in time?"
"This is really unreasonable!"
The monk paid the registration fee with an angry look and left cursing.
Wang Xu frowned slightly, not because he lamented that the kid was difficult to deal with, but because he had nothing to offer.
He is an eighth-level monk, and according to what the other party said, he has to pay one of the Origins of the Thousand Worlds as the registration fee.
In terms of the strength of an eighth-level monk, the Origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds was nothing, but he had just arrived and was penniless. Not to mention one Origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds, he didn't even have the Origin of the Small Thousand Worlds.
A penny stumped the heroic man, and he finally understood Qin Qiong's reasons for selling the horse.
As for making a big fuss and accusing these people in public of asking for benefits or not signing up, Wang Xu would not do it.
Every industry has its own rules. It doesn't matter who is behind you if you can be the person in charge at the registration office.
We are all adults, and profit is our top priority. No one would feel uncomfortable about trivial matters.
"The price of one Thousand World Origin is not high. If you sell any of the secret techniques in your hand, it should be enough to cover the price."
With the idea that doing more is worse than doing less, Wang Xu came to the trading center and started setting up a stall like others.
He has many magical powers and secret techniques, some of which are purely collected and have never been practiced at all.
For example, in the Tianwu world, after he aspired to become the Great Emperor, he once suppressed the dark turmoil and looted many Emperor Scriptures from the great emperors who killed themselves.
These Emperor Sutras are all seventh-level secret arts according to their levels. The best among them are also very good among seventh-level ones, and some can even benefit eighth-level monks a lot.
Wang Xu picked around and selected the Sutra of the Ancient Buddha, the Sutra of the Three Worlds.
The Ancient Buddha Emperor has a very high reputation in the Tianwu world. Only in the Hundred Emperors era, his talent and cultivation can be ranked among the top five.
Because the road ahead in the Tianwu world is cut off and no one can live forever, all the great emperors from ancient times to the present have studied the secret method of immortality, and the ancient Buddha emperors are certainly no exception.
The Sutra of the Three Worlds of the Ancient Buddha is the imperial art created by the Great Emperor of the Ancient Buddha. It has three forms: present, past, and future.
By constantly traveling through three lives, you can avoid injuries and extend your life.
It's a pity that when the manpower is finally exhausted, the ancient Buddha Emperor's calculations made it impossible to escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth, so he had to enter the restricted area and turn into an ominous one.
During the final battle, the ancient Buddha emperor regained his kindness and passed away, and the Ancient Buddha Three Worlds Sutra also fell into his hands.
In terms of levels, the Ancient Buddha Three Worlds Sutra is considered to be the seventh-level top secret technique.
Wang Xu observed that in the hands of those who need it, it can be sold for at least the price of a thousand yuan of the origin of the world.
At this time, he was in a hurry to use money, and he only sold a hundred pieces of the Origin of the Thousand Worlds. It was time for someone to snatch his scalp.
"One Great Thousand World Origin is equal to 10,000 Small Thousand World Origins, and one Medium Thousand World Origin is equal to 10,000 Small Thousand World Origins. The price of the seventh-level top secret technique is basically around the same as Thousand Thousand World Origins. I
Selling a hundred pieces of the Origin of the Thousand Worlds, according to the market conditions, is definitely a fire sale."
Wang Xu sat cross-legged, placed the Sutra of the Three Worlds of Ancient Buddha in front of him, and left a slogan saying that the price is a hundred pieces and the source of a thousand worlds is worth it, and he declined to bargain.
One minute, ten minutes, half an hour...
People come and go, choosing what they want in the trading market, and there are also many people who are interested in the Sutra of the Three Worlds of Ancient Buddha.
However, the price of the Origin of One Thousand Worlds in a Hundred Pieces stumps most low-level monks.
Occasionally, two or three seventh- and eighth-level monks would come over and put it down after taking a second look.
The Sutra of the Three Generations of the Ancient Buddha is good, but after all, it was left by the Great Ancient Buddha. The traces of Buddhist and Taoist practices are very obvious, and it is difficult for people who are ridden with sin to practice.
I have practiced cultivation reluctantly, but what if my character changes drastically due to the influence of the exercises?
You must know that basically all monks in the fallen world are guilty, so naturally they are not interested in such techniques.
"What a mistake. I only thought about the value of the secret method, but forgot where this place is. It seems that I have to change it!" Wang Xu thought so, put away the Ancient Buddha Three Worlds Sutra, and took out the Hundred Battles belonging to the Baiyue Emperor.
Emperor Sutra.
The Emperor's Manual of Hundred Wars is also a seventh-level top secret technique, and its attributes are biased toward killing.
As soon as it was taken out, within ten minutes, a passing sixth-level monk couldn't walk in front of Wang Xu's stall.
"Boss, I only have sixty yuan of the Origin of the Thousand Worlds. Can you see if you can sell it to me?"
The smell of blood on this sixth-level monk's body was very strong. Although Wang Xu could tell that he had practiced the secret technique of purifying the soul, the roars of the ghosts haunted by injustice were still heard, and he had definitely killed more people than him.
"Decline to counter-offer..." Wang Xu refused.
Although the young monk in front of him may have killed more people than him, this was not the reason for Wang Xu to give him a discount.
"Boss, I will use ten pieces of the Origin of the Thousand Worlds as a deposit, and then go back to collect the money. Can you keep the technique for me?"
"I'll wait for you ten minutes."
Wang Xu waved his hand impatiently, making the little monk beam with joy, put down the ten Origins of the Thousand Worlds and ran away quickly.
Eight minutes later, the young monk came back, paid the balance, and left happily with his skills.
Wang Xu looked at it and nodded slightly. A sixth-level monk who was killed and haunted by the wronged soul has obtained the Hundred Battle Emperor Scripture of the Hundred Great Emperors. There will probably be a bloody storm in the future.
But what does this have to do with him? The law of the jungle is the law of the fallen world.
In other worlds, killing people has karma and saving people has merit, so there is a saying of eliminating demons and protecting the Tao.
But here it's the other way around, killing people has merit, saving people has karma, and saving too many people will even make you hated by heaven and earth.
After all, the fallen world community has already been unable to make ends meet. To paraphrase the words of King Daxi, all things are born to nourish people, and humans have nothing to repay heaven. Therefore, humans, ghosts, gods, and Buddhas are all unstoppable. King Daxi said: Kill, kill, kill, kill.
Kill!
In the fallen world community, killing monks is the right way to feed the world. On the contrary, good-hearted people who help others without asking for anything in return will be struck by lightning every three days.
The young monk's killing to save the world is in line with the laws of the fallen world. Not only is it not a sin, but it is a great merit.
"One hundred pieces of the origin of a thousand worlds is enough for me to pay the registration fee and daily expenses. Selling exercises is not the right way after all, so I'd better get down to business."
Wang Xu packed up his things and walked towards the crowd without looking back.
I had just walked a dozen steps and before I was out of the crowd, I heard someone behind me shouting: "Donor, walk slowly!"
"donor?"
Upon hearing this unusual title, Wang Xu stopped and looked back.
Not far away stood a young monk with a shiny head, wearing a cassock and holding a big red prayer bead.
"Monk?"
Wang Xu felt very strange. He had been here for a while and had seen many monks of different systems, but this was the first time he saw the monk.
"Namo Pure Light Buddha, the young monk Shenhui of Daguangming Temple, has met the donor."
Shenhui clasped his hands together, first chanted a Buddhist name, and then said: "I heard from a friend that there is a monk who sells Buddhist scriptures in the central district. Who is the donor?"
"It's me, why, you want to buy Buddhist scriptures?"
Wang Xu frowned slightly and said: "I'm going to say something ugly before. I needed money before to sell the Three Worlds of Ancient Buddha Sutra at a low price. Now I am not short of money. If you still want to buy it, it will not be at the previous price.
Already."
"Can I let the young monk take a look?" Shenhui clasped his hands together.
Wang Xu was selling sutras in the busy market just now. Now a buyer is chasing after him. He couldn't refuse immediately and said: "I took out this sutra for sale today. You are also chasing after it because of the sutra. I count you lucky."
With that said, Wang Xu took out the Ancient Buddha's Three Worlds Sutra and handed it to Shenhui to read it.
Shenhui flipped through the two pages, and the more she read, the happier she became. Just as she was about to continue reading, Wang Xu covered it with his hand: "Monk, if you read it again, you will finish it. Do you want to buy it or not?"
Shen Hui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The young monk has nothing to offer, let alone money."
"No money, no money, what are you talking about with me? I'm very busy."
Wang Xu took the scripture and turned around to leave. He was not from an orphanage, so there was no way he could read the Emperor's scripture in vain.
Shenhui stood there, sighed and left, mumbling something.
Listen carefully, as if the Buddha is singing, singing: "More concentration and less wisdom lead to ignorance. More wisdom and less concentration lead to the increase of wrong views, concentration and wisdom, etc. Therefore, it is called liberation. Maha is immeasurable. All dharmas return to the light of the Buddha..."