"Brother Shen, what are you talking about?" Hu Zhuo, standing straight and erect, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Back then, when the demon monk realized his emptiness and fled through Tianci Lake, it was said that he was separated by the sky demon. With one finger, he knocked down the Buddhist treasure of Xingshengxiu. Many people also searched for it. Could it be that Brother Shen really found something? How come the dignified Master Green Snake actually talks like a bald donkey? "
Wu Xu was shocked. He was now pretending to be Shen Qing and almost revealed his true colors. Then he rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at Hu Zhuo, and said coldly with no expression on his face, "If Shen really gets any benefits, then... I will never talk to Brother Hu like this again."
"What? We haven't seen each other for several years, and your bad temper is getting worse?" Hu Zhuo stared at him with a pair of tiger eyes.
"Amitabha!" At this time, a monk floated over and stood in front of Wuxu and Hu Zhuo. He was wearing a dark gray animal skin, with his right shoulder exposed, and a string of green beads on his chest. He clasped his hands together. , with a smile on his face.
But Wuxu and Hu Zhuo couldn't help but take a step back. This was because the string of Buddhist beads on the monk's chest was actually composed of living eggs, and each one was faintly poisonous.
"It turns out it's Master Chong, junior Hu Zhuo, you're polite." Hu Zhuo was seen. After retreating, he bowed his hands and saluted, as if he was quite afraid of this person. At the same time, a figure flashed next to Hu Zhuo. This person was wearing a golden robe. , tall and rugged.
Isn't this Senior Zhou Yanzhou? Wu Xu felt excited in his heart. At first, Senior Zhou Yan was kind to him and even saved his life. Unfortunately, he failed to follow the instructions of him and Taoist Baihu to protect him. Hu Yi, Hu Bi and other descendants of the Tiger clan.
"The little kid talks freely, I hope you don't mind, master." Zhou Yan's eyes were cloudy, his voice was rising and falling, he looked sickly, but he naturally had an aura of calmness and authority.
The monk who was called "Master Chong" changed his face slightly, as if he was releasing some kind of kindness, "Amitabha, if you open your mouth to others, what others say about others, what does it matter to me?" Relationship? Fellow Daoist Zhou, you are well and your style is still the same." After saying this, he saluted, then turned around, looked at Wuxu intently, then shook his head, turned around and left, returning to a group of bald heads.
After Wuxu waited for Master Chong to leave, he was thinking of saying hello to Zhou Yan first. When he turned sideways, he saw that Zhou Yan had already led Hu Zhuo back to a group of tiger monsters not far away.
Wuxu took a closer look and found that in addition to these two groups, there was another group of people, mostly Confucian monks, but also Buddhists, and even some with extremely obscure auras.
Wuxu and the pig demon looked at each other, and the pig demon was also stunned. Does he and the pig demon count as the same group?
Suddenly, there was a boom. A spiritual cloud floated away, and a gate of the palace in front was revealed. It opened slowly and automatically, but nothing could be seen clearly inside.
No one rushed in.
"Uncle, why did this door open by itself? Is there some fraud in it?" A young man with fine features and a jade pendant hung around his waist, half talking to himself, half asking.
There is no doubt that these were Confucian cultivators sent by the Zhou Dynasty.
Following the young man's words, many people's eyes turned to the middle-aged man standing solemnly next to the young man.
This middle-aged man is tall and has long hair and a wide robe. Because of the angle, Wuxu cannot see his face clearly; but Wuxu recognizes the brocade robe he is wearing. It is exclusive to Tianren Academy, and The golden lines on the corners clearly indicate the royal status of the Zhou Dynasty.
"This is the feeling of a spiritual creature, which shows that it has never been truly refined and recognized as its owner." The middle-aged man said slowly, "Everyone, since we have arrived here, we should move forward bravely and rely on opportunities." After that, Then it flew up.
So, all the monks scrambled to fly towards the
Walking toward the open door, even Wuxu was no exception.
"Who is this?" Wuxu asked secretly Zhu Yuanzhang in the Dharma Realm while flying slowly.
Zhu Yuanzhang replied, "If I'm not mistaken, this person is Ji Wushuang, the chief supervisor of Tianren Academy. As for the spiritual creature he mentioned, I don't know, junior brother."
Wuxu asked the pig demon secretly, but the pig demon didn't even know.
But everyone was rushing forward, and Wuxu and the others couldn't stop. Besides, it didn't seem like a good idea to just stay outside.
That door, as you fly closer, becomes taller and larger, exuding an extraordinary aura.
Wuxu and others were the last ones and flew into this door.
The door closed quietly, and all the monks who entered seemed to be swallowed up by some kind of darkness. Wuxu couldn't even see the pig demon next to him.
For a time, many spiritual consciousnesses quietly rose up and spread vertically and horizontally. Suddenly, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in one place; followed by a horrified scream. This glimmer of light flew straight ahead like a meteor. , finally stayed in a certain depth, suddenly bright, a vague face vaguely flashed, but it suddenly disappeared in an instant, like a flash in the pan.
"Junior Brother Hu Ming!" A burst of exclamations sounded.
Wuxu also saw clearly that this was a disciple of the Tiger Clan. Judging from the situation, it seemed that his spiritual consciousness was grabbed and then devoured.
"No, this Yin-Yang fossil seems to have spirituality, is evolving, and can actively devour spiritual consciousness!" A majestic voice suddenly sounded.
He said these words to remind the monks present; but while he was speaking, several more monks encountered the same vicious attack.
For a moment, all the surviving monks recovered their spiritual consciousness. In the darkness, the only sound was the vague breathing of the monks.
.......
The second night of the trading conference outside started again as scheduled as the formation that simulated the stars and moon turned dark.
In fact, except for a very few, most of the monks who attended the meeting never left. Just a dozen hours, in terms of their spiritual life, is just a blink of an eye.
It's just that the Tongxuan Daxiu who shocked everyone and was covered in flames has long disappeared. When the auctioneer stood on the center stage again, many light spots, or milky white, suddenly appeared in the entire venue. Or golden, flying quickly beside the monks in a mysterious trajectory.
Someone stretched out his hand to intercept, but was hit by an invisible force that caused him to vomit blood and even lost his entire arm.
"Everyone, three hundred and sixty Xuanyang star seals are among these light spots." The masked auctioneer raised his hands and said in a loud voice, "Since it is a lottery gift, naturally it will appear every once in a while. It will randomly and automatically land at the place where it is destined to happen. Please don’t be impatient and don’t force it.”
"Is it really a random gift?" A true spirit demon cultivator sneered and asked softly.
"Master Wei Feng of the Piaomiao Peak of the Great Freedom Palace," the auctioneer glanced at the demon cultivator sideways, "This Yi Conference is jointly run by the Daxiu Cultivators from the Three Stars of Heaven and Earth. It's not just once or twice. Could it be because of a few stars?" Are you breaking your trust with everyone here?"
Although many monks had already made speculations since the appearance of the Tongxuan Daxiu covered in flames, but now the auctioneer personally said that "the big monks from the three stars in the sky are jointly organizing this", the venue was still in an uproar. Afterwards, all the participants
The monks, both good and evil, all fell silent. The True Spirit Demon Cultivator, who was called Lord Wei Feng, was no exception.
The auctioneer seemed to be very satisfied with the shocking effect of his opening remarks. After slowly looking around, he nodded slightly, and then clapped his hands.
Suddenly, a golden light
The light pours down from the sky above its head. Then it gradually expands to the surroundings. At the same time, a Buddha slowly descends, as if breaking through the boundary. The surrounding sky is filled with flames, like lotus flowers. While making people feel extremely warm, there seems to be a kind of light.
The feeling of being melted or even incinerated at any time.
Many heretic monks, even those in the realm of true spirits, could not help but use mystical arts quickly. As for those below true spirits, except for some special treasures, the rest were all retreating.
Fortunately, this seems to be just an extremely real projection.
"The Flame Buddha is made from the Xuanyang Star Flame Stone. After being consecrated and blessed by Xuanyang Star Buddhist monks, it has been worshiped by Xuanyang Star believers for ninety-nine and eighty-one years." The auctioneer said loudly, but frowned.
.In the past, Xuanyin Star monks flocked to all alien objects, and there had been bidders for a long time. But at this moment, there was no voice.
"It can suppress all inner demons and all evil demons and heretics..." the auctioneer continued to preach, "If you have wisdom, you can also understand and practice the Buddhist magical power hidden in it, the Xuanyang Flame Great Bright Mudra...
."
But those monks with the highest status and cultivation level, the six major sect monks closest to the central stone platform, and the monks from the Zhou Dynasty, all remained as motionless as stone carvings and wood carvings.
As they were doing this, the small sects and sects that followed behind them, as well as the casual cultivators, also wisely remained silent.
For a while, not a single monk came out to bid.
The scene was very embarrassing and strange.
The auctioneer seemed not to have expected such a scene, and preached the previous words again.
But still no monk said anything to bid.
The six major sects and the great team of monks from the Zhou Dynasty still looked like stone carvings; the expressions of the small sects and casual cultivators changed, and they even winked, but they looked more like leftists watching the fun.
Suddenly, some of the light spots in the venue suddenly lit up, and then fell into the hands of some people from the small sects and casual cultivators.
These people suddenly became excited. Some rushed to leave; some laughed; and some, more polite, reciprocated the favor and shouted at the auctioneer.
"A thousand Xuanyin Star Spirit Stones!"
"A thousand peppermint herbs!"
"One hundred fragrant pills!"
...
Some even shouted playfully
"A bottle of musk toilet water"
"A jar of wolfberry, dragon egg and black rice wine"
...
The auctioneer, with a cold smile under his mask, finally spoke again, repeating these "bids" one after another, and then raised his voice and asked, "Is there any higher bidder?"
The venue became quiet again, and many monks who were about to leave resolutely stopped again and stayed, looking at everything here with different expressions.
After being quiet for a long time, a Buddhist monk finally recited a Buddhist chant and said, "This Flame Buddha has only been refined for ninety-nine and eighty-one years. It is probably just an ordinary thing on Xuanyang Star. Unexpectedly
, here today, it is regarded as a rare final treasure."
The auctioneer laughed loudly, "For example, in the desert, water is more precious than gold. Whether a treasure is good or bad, and how useful it is depends on chance. Things are rare and valuable. Don't you even know this?
Do you understand?"
"Amitabha!" The Buddhist monk answered with his hands clasped, "But I don't know if there is Xuanyin star spiritual stone in Xuanyang star? Is there mint, vanilla, musk, toilet water? Is there wolfberry, dragon egg, and black rice wine?"
"Okay!" A Confucian cultivator next to him high-fived and said, he was the chief supervisor of Tianren Academy who came from the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty.