"Fellow Daoist Ji Ping, are you going to use a glass of wine from me, Yi Hui, to buy the Bahuang Treasure Book?" The auctioneer named Yang Yan couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not this glass of wine, but this glass of wine." The chairman of the board of supervisors of Tianren Academy also said with a smile, "Who can drink with me?"
Who can drink with me?!
For a while, no one responded.
"Okay!" Auctioneer Yang Yan clapped his hands and said with a smile,
"Drink together, once - once -!"
"Let's have a drink together, twice - once -!"
At this time, someone finally stood up. He stood up from behind. He should be a monk from a small sect. He was slightly gorgeous in clothes, had some wrinkles on his forehead, and looked a bit majestic. He held a wine glass in his hand and stared at
Then he raised his hands and raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Ji Ping, the chairman of the board of supervisors of Tianren Academy, slowly turned around, faced this person, stared at him from afar, and then slowly raised his glass.
The man suddenly felt as if he had been severely injured. He backed away continuously and coughed up blood. The wine glass in his hand fell off in an instant. Where can we drink together again!?
"Spiritual Qi Control Technique?!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
According to legend, the Spiritual Qi Control Technique was created by Ji Zhou, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, after he established the Great Zhou Dynasty. This secret magical power can control a certain range of heaven and earth spiritual energy at will. According to legend, not long after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty,
There were often those who refused to surrender, so Ji Zhou used this technique to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and sent envoys across the air, gathering or dispersing, chatting and laughing, thousands of miles away, and sweeping away the wasteland in the world.
But it is said that there are various strict conditions for practicing this magical power and secret method, and it even depends on chance. Therefore, few descendants of Ji Zhou can succeed in practicing it, but today, Ji Ping calmly used it in public!
"Xuanyin Star, after all, is still the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty." The auctioneer interrupted this surprising and disturbing scene.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, this is wrong." Ji Ping, after scanning the many monks behind him, turned around again, facing the auctioneer Yang Yan, and said loudly, "Xuanyin Star belongs to everyone, regardless of race.
All sects, no matter monks or laymen. My Ji family founded the Great Zhou Dynasty just for this reason."
After saying that, he raised his glass with a smile and looked at the other party.
Yang Yan seemed to sigh slightly, then raised his voice and sang,
"Drink a cup together, three times -!
Then, the final word will be decided.
...
It's still that mysterious place. Three illusory figures are sitting there.
"What a spiritual guide! Is this Bahuang Baojian really going to belong to Ji Ping like this?" One of them breathed out spiritual energy and said to the other figure wearing a crown.
"The Spiritual Energy Control Technique!..." The figure wearing the crown did not answer the question. Instead, he seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, "I also practiced it with great concentration back then, but unexpectedly, he secretly
It’s done.”
"Brother Ji, how much can you control now?" Another figure said, his whole body hot and pure white, "How come there are still so many monks in the six major sects and the Great Zhou Dynasty, unexpectedly gathered here? Let alone
, and some who sneaked into the treasure house secretly."
"The general trend of heaven is that those who follow it will live, and those who go against it will perish. What do some ignorant and stubborn people have to worry about?" The figure wearing the crown smiled brightly, "I just don't know, these things at this trade fair
Man, how do these two fellow Taoists plan to deal with this?"
"Fellow Daoist Yang, you have just deftly defused these people's moves. But what happens next? This is Fellow Daoist Ji's territory.
What should I do? I'm afraid I still need a word from you." The figure who asked the question first asked quietly.
The figure wearing the crown suddenly became real and bright, as if the real body had arrived. For a moment, the spiritual energy vibrated and the wind surged.
"Xuanyin Star, of course, I, the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, have the final say, so no outsiders should worry about it. The trade fair will proceed as usual according to the rules. In short, everything will be done according to the rules."
His words are clear and unquestionable.
"In that case, what to do with those who sneaked into the treasure house?"
"This is entirely up to the two Taoist friends."
...
In the darkness, Wuxu not only withdrew his spiritual consciousness, but also tried his best to restrain his breath. It seemed that other monks were like this, so this space was not only dark, but also void, like a pool of stagnant water.
But some people, especially demon cultivators, like to be moved by nature. After enduring it for a while, they want to move, and their spiritual consciousness needs to be let out for a while from time to time. Even cultivators are no exception. It is really dictated by their nature.
As a result, the spiritual consciousness they released was entangled, and finally the whole thing was sucked in flickeringly, and was finally annihilated without a trace of sound.
The pig demon Zhu Buqun next to him was trembling with fear. Fortunately, he held the black umbrella close to him and was able to save his life.
Is there no way to continue like this? Wuxu has intuition, and it seems that Tongxuan Daxiu, who used Sumeru-like magical powers to transform this space, has not noticed or intervened yet. If it comes later, it may be even more dangerous and unpredictable.
It seems that many other monks think so too.
There was a sudden sound of a cold Buddha's trumpet, which should have come from Master Insect. Then, a white light appeared, and a long worm was slowly squirming inside. Then, several Buddha's trumpets sounded at the same time. Then I saw that...
The white long insect suddenly turned into a Buddha statue, glowing with golden light, and slowly rose up. Under the golden light, a very thin black thread was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.
This extremely thin black thread is quite spiritual. When the Golden Buddha appeared, it quickly retreated. However, the sound of the Buddha's trumpet kept coming, and at the same time, several figures of great demons appeared, extremely tall, releasing incomparable power. That black thread,
Suddenly under such pressure, he was unable to move for a while.
The long white insect that disappeared before suddenly flew out from under the golden Buddha seat. With a swish, it flew to the black thread and bit it tightly.
A miserable cry instantly reached Wuxu and the others' consciousness.
"Uncle, it seems that the gang of monster monks from Transformation Temple are about to successfully trap them." In the distance, the chief supervisor of Tianren Academy whispered to an old man in a blue shirt.
This old man was wearing a mask, and his breath was dim and hazy. He stared into the distance and said calmly, "When I first came in, I found that the space was too big and unusual. It turned out that the Yin Yang Stone had already channeled the spirit here.
It will be extremely difficult to deal with. Just wait a little longer. Those demonic monks who have become monks in the Transformation Temple cannot be defeated."
Sure enough, the black thread suddenly became a little thicker for some reason, and suddenly and silently twisted, the long white insect was bounced away by the shock, made several circles in the air, and then backed away with a squeak.
The golden Buddha statue also shook slightly.
"Fellow Taoists! We have used a secret method to immobilize a trace of this object's spiritual consciousness. Please take action quickly and capture it together." Master Chong's voice sounded again.
At this time, Zhou Yan of the Tiger Clan spoke, "Master Chong, our Tiger Clan is willing to lend a helping hand to the Huaxing Temple." Although the Huaxing Temple belongs to Buddhism, the people who practice in the temple
, are all members of the original demon clan. Moreover, less than half of the tiger clan demon cultivators who entered here previously were lost in the hands of this Yin Yang Stone. Therefore, Zhou Yan has this choice.
Master Chong immediately said with great joy, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, quickly lead the people of the Tiger Clan and use their spiritual consciousness to form a siege on this thing."
After a moment, rays of spiritual light rose from the heads of the tiger monsters, and then, the tigers glowed with light and flew up together, roaring towards the black thread.
The black thread has now become as thick as a bowl, and seems to be full of spirituality, twisting and flying. From a distance, it looks like a big snake or a small dragon.
After a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, the black thread, although bitten and scratched, seemed to be replenished continuously and restored to its original state in an instant. However, the luster of those fierce tigers was no longer, dim, and even as thin as paper.
One or two even seem to be about to disappear, flickering and crumbling there.
A roar of grief and anger spread to the consciousness of all the monks. Then they saw the tigers transformed by these consciousnesses turning around one after another.
"Master Chong, when we were waiting for the attack just now, you all just stood by and watched?" Zhou Yan, who came back to his senses, asked angrily in a deep voice.'
"Amitabha, we are all trying our best to stabilize the consciousness emitted by this object and prevent it from escaping. I thought that if you and the other tiger clan took action, we could completely restrain the consciousness that was fixed, but we didn't expect this object to be so powerful." Master Chong said.
After a moment of indifference, he borrowed the golden Buddha and answered in a deep voice.
Wuxu sneered secretly and couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Isn't this using the Tiger clan as cannon fodder?"
Immediately, several sharp glances were cast towards him.
"Little baby, are you from the snake clan?" A figure of the snake clan demon who was suppressing the black silk slowly raised his head and faced Wuxu with a cold light in his eyes.
Wuxu smiled, straightened his body, and faced the big demon of the snake clan, "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
This big monster of the snake clan was about to have an attack. But the black silk suddenly started to move again. Not only did it move, but part of it gradually turned white!
"Not good!" The old man in blue shirt who was hiding in Tianren Academy and wearing a mask suddenly said, "Black and white intersect, and yin and yang are reversed!"
Everyone saw only the black and white colors, twisted together, spinning and flying, gradually disappearing into nothingness...
"Drink a cup together, three times -!
Just as the auctioneer was singing, and he had to make the final decision according to the rules, a song suddenly sounded.
The sound of this song sounds like a song from outside the region. The pronunciation and intonation are completely different from Xuanyin Star.
A barefoot young man, with long hair scattered on his shoulders, and the clothes on his body seem to be very ancient, with a hint of remoteness in the simplicity.
He suddenly appeared, unknown to everyone, but seemed to fly directly to the front without any formality. (The so-called front is the position closest to the auction stone platform, closer than the six major sects and the Great Zhou team.
)
The young man raised his wine glass and paid tribute to the Chairman of the Board of Supervisors of Tianren Academy, "My dear Xuanyang Star Yan Guoji is chasing stars, and I would like to pay a toast to the Chairman of the Board of Supervisors of Tianren Academy."
Xuanyang Star, Yan Kingdom!
At the trade fair, there was an uproar again!
A visitor from Xuanyang Star Yan Kingdom? This is no longer just an internal matter within Xuanyin, but also involves interstellar relations. The original painstaking planning seemed to be a bit mismatched in terms of layout, and I don’t know if it went according to plan?
Ji Ping, the chairman of the board of supervisors of Tianren Academy, looked solemn and slowly raised his wine glass, but could not put it down for a long time.