In the early morning of the next day, when the sun fell on Ziyang City, a touch of Buddha light accompanied the sunrise and landed in Ziyang City.

The light of the Buddha spreads out like a lotus flower, revealing a dusty white-robed monk, whose appearance is handsome and delicate, like a green lotus as otherworldly.

If it is a crowded place, he may stop the noise immediately because of his appearance, he is naturally quiet and can infect the world.

But unfortunately, the place where he fell was the dilapidated street where Xianyun Tower was located.

The strong smell of blood has not dissipated yet, and it is already a famous ghost street in Ziyang City. Legend has it that in the middle of the night, you can hear the ghost crying wolf, a miserable sound, and no one even wants to clean up the corpse.

The prosperity faded, and only the blood that could not be washed away, and the bare bones after being pecked by vultures.

The white-clothed monk holds a Buddhist bead in his hand, and his deep dark eyes scan all directions.

After a while, he closed his eyes and chanted the sutras, his right hand made a seal of compassion for the Buddha on his chest, and his left hand turned the Buddha beads.

The holy light of the Buddha emanates from him, like a peaceful holy light.

The bloody aura that filled the air was swept away by the light and immediately expelled. The air filled with the smell of blood became fresh again, and white light floated out of the bones.

Whoosh!

The souls of countless corpses turned into merit and escaped into his body, and when he opened his eyes, there was a bright and unblemished luster.

It makes those eyes appear deeper and more holy.

The right hand is stretched out, the soft and white fingers change, and the compassion for the world is transformed into the seal of Buddhism.

The images that had been witnessed by the unjust spirits appeared one by one, flashing and disappearing on the broken streets.

Soon, he found the picture he was looking for.

That was the scene of Xiao Chen, fighting with everyone, killing the enemy one after another.

The picture changed again, and the black-clothed Arhat was escorted by a group of people, kneeling on the ground, constantly whipping, enduring all kinds of torture, and not saying a word.

On the other side, Aunt Bai and the three old men quickly discussed and decided to sell it.

After he understood the ins and outs, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was quite interesting.

"Scatter!"

The white-clothed monk groaned softly, and the soul that had just been sucked into his body by him had washed away his sins turned into a ray of light and shadow and actually flew out of his body.

He didn't ask for the merits of these pure souls, but released them.

If you are a member of the Buddhists, you will be surprised.

When a person in Buddhism cultivates, what he seeks is merit and faith, and he does not want merit in this way, and he saves others for free, what he seeks.

Only by looking closely, will you find that with the departure of those souls.

His eyes, as well as his flesh, seemed to have been washed, becoming purer and more peaceful.

"It's a pity that such a good opportunity was missed. ”

The white-clothed monk sighed lightly, turned into a Buddha light, and disappeared here.

The dilapidated streets, which were originally gloomy and full of blood, have been completely renewed, like a newborn place, full of prosperity.

Today is the day of the Purple Cloud Pavilion auction of the Great Yuan Dan Venerable, and after a day of fermentation, the news has already caused a huge sensation in the entire Ziyang City.

It is not unheard of to auction slaves, but the people of Ziyang City, the Venerable of the Great Yuan Dan Realm, are unheard of and unseen.

Imagine, if there is a Venerable of the Great Yuan Dan Realm as a slave, it really doesn't taste too cool.

Almost all the rich and noble people in the city flocked to the city, preparing a large amount of spiritual jade to bid.

What's more, it's to watch the lively warriors.

If you can't afford it, open your eyes and see the excitement, it's still okay.

Moreover, it is rumored that this black-clothed arhat has a close relationship with Xiao Chen, and this auction is a joint effort between the three major sects and the Purple Cloud Pavilion.

wants to wait for Xiao Chen to appear and let him fall into the net.

Judging from Xiao Chen's deeds of guarding Xianyun Tower for his friends and fighting many times, many people speculated.

Even if he knew that it was a fire pit and a trap, Xiao Chen would definitely come.

Not why, it's because he is Xiao Chen, and he has only been in Ziyang City for a few days. But the name spread everywhere, so that everyone knew the name of Xiao Chen in white, and most of the people who watched the excitement actually came for him.

In the corner of the upper floor of the Purple Cloud Tower, Aunt Bai, as well as the three elders of the Burning Moon Sect, the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, and the Wind Chasing Tower, looked down and saw everyone in the hall clearly.

"Damn, that guy, hasn't shown up yet. The white-robed old man of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa frowned, a little impatient.

The old man in Tsing Yi said: "Don't worry, he will definitely appear, but he will definitely be able to escape our eyes and ears." If he is discovered so easily by us, then he is not Xiao Chen anymore. ”

Aunt Bai, the beautiful woman, gritted her teeth and said: "As long as that kid appears, this Purple Cloud Pavilion will be his burial place, and I have sent all the masters of the Purple Cloud Pavilion out and hid them everywhere." ”

In addition, the three major sects have also been redeployed, and masters have been transferred from the sects.

Not only inside the Purple Cloud Pavilion, but there were also people everywhere, and even outside the Purple Cloud Pavilion, there were disciples of the major sects secretly lurking.

As long as Xiao Chen appears, he will definitely be unable to escape, this is a mortal situation.

"Let's start the auction, I don't believe it, he won't come out. The red-clothed old man of the Burning Moon Sect said in a cold voice.

Bai Yi nodded, made a gesture, and someone secretly began to open up immediately.

Everything is being executed according to plan, methodically and quickly.

Soon, the black-clothed Arhat was pushed out, covered in chains, and appeared on the booth in a humiliating way.

Wow!

The crowd immediately boiled, and all kinds of screams were heard endlessly.

It was really the Venerable of the Great Yuan Dan Realm, and the publicity of the Purple Cloud Pavilion was true, and many potential buyers were moved all of a sudden.

The auction host said with a smile: "As we all know, today is the big day of my Purple Cloud Pavilion, and this Venerable who is tied to the booth will be auctioned. ”

"Please don't worry about safety, the masters of the three major sects have planted a ban in his body, as long as he resists a little, he will blow himself up and die. Whoever is his master is in charge of his life and death, and he must obey if he does not obey. ”

"My Purple Cloud Pavilion has always had an excellent reputation, you can rest assured, bid!"

Under the introduction of the host, the scene quickly entered the quotation link, and the price soared all the way, which made people feel the enthusiasm and ambition of the bidders.

But the faces of the four people above the high-rise changed a little bit to look ugly, because it was still calm until now, and Xiao Chen still did not appear.

At this moment, a white figure came to the outside of the Purple Cloud Pavilion.

Standing outside the street, he stood outstanding, with an outstanding demeanor, wearing a white monk's robe and a handsome face, and a soft and quiet atmosphere, which attracted the attention of everyone on the street.

"What a handsome monk!" many women, even attracted by this face, couldn't help but praise softly.

You can see how powerful its charm is.

The white-clothed monk looked at the Purple Cloud Pavilion, and his deep gaze led to reverie, making people wonder what he wanted to do.

Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, palm down, index finger and middle finger bent together, and the beads hung on the two fingers, forming a mysterious mudra.

White as jade, the delicate and spotless hands, full of soft beauty, everyone fixed their eyes on the white right hand.

I was attracted by the mysterious handprint, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Suddenly, a golden swastika mark erupted from the handprint.

There was a loud bang, and in the infinite golden Buddha light, the Purple Cloud Pavilion, which covered a vast area and was simple and atmospheric, collapsed in an instant.

And the people inside, at the moment before the collapse, were still excitedly quoting, and Aunt Bai and others on the upper level were still waiting anxiously.

Without any warning, the Purple Cloud Pavilion collapsed into ruins, and the people inside were killed and injured countless times.

Countless corpses were blown into pieces and thrown in the air, and in the golden Buddha light, blood rained sideways, and the stumps and arms were broken, flying up and down, dazzling.

The people around the Purple Cloud Pavilion had shocked expressions, their brains short-circuited in an instant, they couldn't turn around at all, and the next moment they were shocked out by the aftermath.

The white-robed monk withdrew his hand, his lips squirmed slightly, and he recited the scriptures. The black-clothed Arhat who was buried in the ruins, the internal prohibitions, were unraveled one by one as the scriptures came out.

"Who are you?"

The four of Aunt Bai fell from the sky in shock and anger, surrounded the white-clothed monks, and they could see that each of them had a trace of blood on the corner of their mouths, and their faces were pale.

The white-clothed monk smiled slightly, stopped chanting, and said softly: "Black Lotus Sect Holy Son, Ming Xuan." ”

The Great Elder of the Three Sects, as well as Aunt Bai's face changed greatly at the same time, and his expression was constantly changing, surprised, surprised, panicked, panicked, it can be described as extremely wonderful.

Surrounding the encirclement of the white-clothed monk, it loosened uncontrollably, and his steps retreated, and he was afraid in his heart and had the intention of retreating.

"Die!"

But now I want to leave, but it's too late, and a black figure in the ruins pops out with the power of Buddha. With a burst of applause, he held the black chain in his hand and killed the four of them.