Lu Zhisen was only stunned for a moment, and immediately took out a blank jade slip, pasted it on his forehead, and imprinted the precious scripture he had written down in his mind word for word.

In order not to make extraneous branches, the exercises left by the Puhui monk had already been destroyed by him, but of course Lu Zhisen didn't dare to remember a word of this Jizo Sutra, what Zhang Tianjiu didn't know was that in fact, at the end of the scripture, there was a line of small characters, which impressed Lu Zhisen the most.

"This scripture will be handed over to you for safekeeping, and will be left for those who are destined to pick it up in the future. ”

Judging from all kinds of signs, there is no doubt that Zhang Tianjiu is this destined person, otherwise Lu Zhisen would not have revealed the existence of the Jizo Wish Sutra.

At this moment, in the hearts of the middle-aged monks, they have more and more reverence for the cheap master they have never met.

Even what happened decades later is not missing, and it is not a loss of a generation of legendary monks.

Zhang Tianjiu took the jade slip with an indifferent face, and put it into the storage ring casually, without seeing any excitement about getting a Buddhist treasure.

Lao Tzu, as your pawn, isn't it natural to take some benefits, do you have to be grateful?

Lu Zhisen probably also saw that Zhang Tianjiu didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he said cautiously: "That...... If the ninth master has no other instructions, the little monk will retire first?"

"Go ahead. ”

Zhang Tianjiu didn't have any ill will towards him, waved his hand, and encouraged: "If you lack any cultivation resources, just tell Lao Wei that you can cultivate with peace of mind and become holy as soon as possible,"

"Yes, the little monk must practice diligently and strive to serve the Ninth Master as soon as possible!"

Lu Zhisen hurriedly clasped his palms together and respectfully retreated.

Wei Wuya said with a smile: "Ninth Master, the old man has prepared a secluded secret room for you, you can stay here these days to comprehend the Tibetan Wish Sutra with peace of mind, and leave other things to the old man to do." ”

"Well, you can arrange it. ”

Zhang Tianjiu nodded.

Anyway, Nie Yuande's side will still be busy for a while, and after he has completed the preparations for the relocation of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and come to Bai Ze City to meet, the two of them can go to the formation master Wu Yazi together.

Taking advantage of this gap, I happened to be familiar with the Honji Sutra and saw the power of this Buddhism that does not pass on secret techniques.

……

The place where Zhang Tianjiu retreated was arranged in a secret room deep in the Tianhe bunker, and there was no possibility of outsiders disturbing him.

In the room, there is also an underground spiritual spring flowing through, and the spiritual energy is incomparably abundant, which is obviously an excellent cultivation cave.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Zhang Tianjiu abandoned distracting thoughts and closed his eyes tightly, and there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and everything was far away.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel two extremely faint and powerful auras, and they were not far away, but there was no hostility.

No need to ask, it must be the two mysterious saints of the Tianhe Alliance.

Zhang Tianjiu was very curious, these two old turtles estimated that they had not left the underground cave for hundreds of years, so they wouldn't be bored.

If in order to pursue the road of immortality, life will be so dull and boring, and he is unwilling to kill him in such a life.

Zhang Tianjiu sighed, took out the white jade slip from the storage ring, and gently pasted it on his forehead.

As soon as the divine sense penetrated into it, there was a roar in his mind, and there was an additional golden and magnificent scripture.

Each character is only the size of a tadpole, densely suspended in mid-air, adding up to about thousands of words.

Zhang Tianjiu held his breath and began to chant silently in his heart.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother. At that time, the ten directions of the immeasurable world, it cannot be said that all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva came to gather. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha, who can be in the five turbid and evil worlds, and now has incredible great wisdom and supernatural powers, subduing strong sentient beings, knowing the method of suffering and happiness, sending attendants, and inquiring about the world-honored ......"

Unconsciously, Zhang Tianjiu's mind fell into an ethereal state.

In the depths of his sea of knowledge, the black air mass entrenched in the dantian gradually revealed its true face.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the black gas that made up this mass of black gas was actually thousands of tiny floating particles, if he magnified it countless times, he could clearly see that every black particle was a human face!

The faces of these people, without exception, were filled with endless sadness, resentment, and despair, just like those evil spirits of the Nine Hells that would never be reborn, opening their mouths wide and letting out a silent roar.

The moment Zhang Tianjiu's divine consciousness came, these hideous faces immediately became agitated, as if they had seen the most hated enemy, one by one they opened their teeth and claws, revealing sharp black fangs, as if they wanted to tear Zhang Tianjiu to pieces on the spot.

At a glance, these thousands of familiar faces were all Heavenly Dao Alliance monks who died in the hands of Zhang Tianjiu in the future world.

Countless negative emotions surged, like the most ferocious waves, hitting the embankment of Zhang Tianjiu's mind one after another.

In a trance, there were faint whispers in Zhang Tianjiu's ears, like gritted teeth, but when he listened carefully, he found that he couldn't hear it at all, which was extremely weird.

In just half a burnt incense time, Zhang Tianjiu's bright bald head was already covered with beads of sweat the size of a soybean.

The amount of mental power consumed by reciting the Jizo Honwan Sutra was far beyond his imagination, and if it weren't for the unfathomable depth of his divine sense, I'm afraid he would have collapsed and collapsed long ago.

Fortunately, Zhang Tianjiu has experienced countless cruel tests, and his mind has been tempered extremely firmly, of course, he refuses to be easily knocked down.

"Mountains and rocks are dusty, one thing is counted, and one Ganges is made; One Ganges sand, one sand and one boundary; Within a realm, a dust and a catastrophe, within a catastrophe, the amount of dust accumulated is full of catastrophes......"

The chanting of the Dizang Honwan Sutra did not stop for a moment, and one by one golden characters continued to flow out from the depths of Zhang Tianjiu's sea of consciousness, turning into a golden river, following the meridians of his body, slowly flowing into the dantian, enveloping the black mist.

The moment the golden river approached, the countless hideous faces that formed the black air mass immediately let out a heart-rending wail as if they had seen the most terrifying natural enemy nemesis.

Yet no matter how much they struggled, they could not escape the fate of being wrapped in scripture.

After lasting for half an hour, the entire fist-sized black qi was all plated with a layer of brilliant gold on the surface, which looked extremely solemn and sacred.

Zhang Tianjiu finally let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and lay on his back on the ground exhausted, unable to move for a long time.

Now, of course, it can't be said that it is done, but it is just that these anti-devouring souls have been imprisoned for the time being, and they cannot be demons, and if they want to be all realized, they will have to spend at least a year and a half reciting the Jizo Honsutra.

Half an hour a day, this is already the limit that Zhang Tianjiu's current divine sense can bear, and if he continues, he will become an idiot before the power of cause and effect is eliminated.

Almost at the same time.

It is not known how many billions of miles away from the star field where Bai Ze City is located.

Under the towering tree with lush foliage, an old man with white hair and hair like a fairy in the middle of the gods let out a soft "huh" in his mouth, and slowly opened his eyes, and his two white eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Who shot behind the back and blocked the old man's heavenly opportunity?"

The old man's eyes were like electricity, and he first raised his right hand to look at the palm prints, and then began to pinch his fingers to calculate.

"Poof!"

Only a few seconds passed, and the old man's body suddenly shook, and he opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of essence blood.

The old man with extraordinary bearing had a dull, shocked, and frightened expression on his face at the moment, and his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He never expected that as the person who was the best at deriving heavenly opportunities in the Xuanwu Sacred Domain, he would also kick the iron plate one day.

What is the origin of that guy who was planted with the power of karma and repulsion?

At this moment, the old man's incomparably firm Dao heart almost completely collapsed.

Holding on to his last breath, the old man finally maintained the posture of pinching his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Calm the soul and calm down!"

……

Wei Wuya's work efficiency was very high, and in just four or five days, he had gathered more than half of the resources listed in Zhang Tianjiu's list of materials, and at the same time, he did not forget to carefully select three smart and clever auctioneers and handed them over to Zhang Tianjiu for private tutoring.

Wei Wuya was also very curious about the mysterious magic weapon that the Ninth Master was preparing to auction with great fanfare this time.

It's just that Zhang Tianjiu has been deliberately selling off Guan Zi to hang his appetite, and he has never revealed the slightest rumor, and even the training of those auctioneers is secretly carried out on the Tianyan dragon boat.

From the first day Zhang Tianjiu arrived in Bai Ze City, according to his orders, Wei Wuya had already ordered people to spread the news around the cultivation realm, hyping up that the Tianhe Alliance would hold an unprecedented auction.

However, unlike the previous ones, this auction does not have any list of items provided in advance, and there is no admission fee other than VIP seats.

The most special thing is that some of the magic weapons in this auction were personally refined by the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, which is famous in the cultivation world, and the quality of course does not need to be said.

As a three-thousand-year-old brand, the influence of the Tianhe Alliance is not bad, and the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion has long been famous.

In addition, Zhang Jiuye has done enough gimmicks, and only five days have passed, and there are already hundreds of thousands of monks in Bai Ze City, all of whom are rushing to the auction.

After whetting everyone's appetite, on the sixth day, Zhang Tianjiu finally announced that the auction conference had officially begun.

As soon as the news broke, the monks rushed to the meeting room, which could accommodate 100,000 people, and in less than an hour, it was all occupied.

This is also thanks to Zhang Jiuye's experience in the construction of scientific and technological civilization stadiums, and when rebuilding the auction hall, the original number of admission channels was increased tenfold, otherwise it would have to take half a day to enter the venue.

As for himself, he had no intention of appearing in public, but occupied an upstairs VIP room and became a spectator with peace of mind.

Zhang Tianjiu wanted to know what kind of shocked expressions would appear on the faces of the turtles in the cultivation world after seeing those "magic weapons" designed by him personally.