If you have a head, you will do it, first go to sign up, and then you will be a master 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-order monks, and the other is for seventh-order monks.

As for the ninth-order saint realm cultivators, they are all strong people with heads and faces, and they don't need to register and primary, they can directly go to the Fallen Holy City to participate in the competition.

The seventh-order and eighth-order monks are not good, and the entire fallen world community, there are not only millions of seventh-order monks, but even eighth-order monks have tens of thousands.

There are so many people, there are masters, and naturally there are people who fish in troubled waters, what if they don't screen it once in the local area, and throw it in front of the Holy Lord.

"Eighth-order monk, the registration fee is a Middle Thousand World Origin, and a seventh-order monk, the registration fee is a Small Thousand World Origin, and you can sign up after paying the money."

"What, there's still a charge?"

"This is natural, you think you don't need money to build a ring, what if you break something, do you want me to pay for it?"

"But the list doesn't say the charge?"

"What's the matter, the deadline for registration hasn't been mentioned on the list, what if I forget your list in which corner, and you can't catch up with the competition?"

"How unreasonable!"

The monk paid the registration fee with a resentful face and walked away scolding.

Wang Xu's brows furrowed slightly, not that he was lamenting that the little ghost was difficult, but that he had no long body.

He was an eighth-order cultivator, and according to what the other party said, he had to pay a Middle Thousand World Origin as an entry fee.

In terms of the strength of an eighth-order cultivator, the origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds is nothing, but he has just arrived, and he is penniless, let alone a Middle Thousand World Origin, even the origin of the small thousand worlds is nothing.

A penny is difficult for a hero, and he understands Qin Qiong's hardships in selling horses.

As for making a big fuss, accusing these people in public of asking for benefits, otherwise Wang Xu would not have done such a thing as not signing up.

There are rules in one line, relying on the mountains and relying on the water to draft the water, and those who can be the person in charge at the registration office don't matter who is behind them.

Everyone is an adult, and the word is the head, who will be uncomfortable with some small things.

"A Thousand Worlds Origin, the price is not high, and if you sell one of the secret techniques in your hand, it should be enough for the ticket price."

Wang Xu came to the trading center with the idea that more things are better than less, and began to set up a stall like others.

There are a lot of supernatural secret techniques on him, some of which are purely collected and have never been cultivated at all.

For example, in the Tianwu World, after winning the title of Emperor, he suppressed the dark turmoil and scavenged a lot of Emperor Scriptures from the group of self-beheaded Emperors.

These Emperor Sutras, in terms of level, are all considered seventh-order secret arts, and the best of them are also very good among the seventh-order, and some can even benefit eighth-order monks a lot.

Wang Xu picked and chose the Emperor Sutra of the Ancient Buddha, the Third Sutra of the Ancient Buddha.

The Ancient Buddha Emperor has a high reputation in the Tianwu world, and only in the era of the Hundred Emperors, his talent and cultivation can enter the top five.

Because the future of the Tianwu world is cut off, no one can live forever, and the emperors of the past and present have all studied the secret method of immortality, and the ancient Buddha Emperor is of course no exception.

The Three Sutras of the Ancient Buddha are the imperial techniques created by the Emperor of the Ancient Buddha, with a total of three forms: present, past and future.

By constantly shuttling through the three lives, you can avoid injuries and prolong your life.

It's a pity that when the manpower is finally exhausted, the ancient Buddha Emperor is scheming, and in the end it is difficult to escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth, so he has to enter the forbidden area and become ominous.

In the final battle, the ancient Buddha Emperor regained his kindness, sat down, and the ancient Buddha III Sutra also fell into his hands.

In terms of level, the Ancient Buddha III Sutra is considered a seventh-order top-level secret art.

Wang Xu looked at it, in the hands of those who needed it, at least he could sell it for a thousand yuan at the price of the origin of the thousand worlds.

At this time, he was in a hurry to use the money, and he only sold a hundred pieces of the Thousand World Origin, so it was time for people to break their scalps.

"One Great Thousand World Origin is equal to 10,000 Middle Thousand World Origins, and one Middle Thousand World Origin is equal to 10,000 Small Thousand World Origins. The seventh-order top-level secret technique, the price is basically around the origin of the thousand worlds, I sell hundreds of thousands of world origins, according to the market situation, it is definitely a blood vomiting sale. ”

Wang Xu sat cross-legged, put the Ancient Buddha Three Sutra in front of him, and left a slogan that the price of 100 pieces was the origin of the thousand worlds, and he refused to bargain.

A minute, ten minutes, half an hour...

Crowds of people come and go, picking what they want in the trading market, and there are not a few who are interested in the ancient Buddha Sutra.

However, the selling price of the Thousand Worlds Origin in the Hundred Pieces stumped the vast majority of low-level cultivators.

Occasionally, two or three seventh- and eighth-order monks came over, and after looking at them twice, they also put them down.

The ancient Buddha Sutra is good, but after all, this thing was left by the ancient Buddha Emperor, and the traces of Buddhism and Taoism are obvious, and it is difficult for people who are riddled with sin to cultivate.

I have barely cultivated, what if I am affected by the exercises and my mind changes greatly.

You must know that the monks in the fallen world group are basically all guilty, so naturally, they are not interested in such exercises.

"I made a mistake, I only thought about the value of the secret method, but I forgot what this place is, it seems that I have to change it!" Wang Xu thought so, put away the Ancient Buddha III Sutra, and took out the Hundred Battles Emperor Sutra that belonged to the Baiyue Emperor.

The Hundred Battles Emperor Sutra also belongs to the seventh-order top-level secret arts, and the attribute of the exercises is biased towards killing.

As a result, as soon as he took it out, there was no work for ten minutes, and a sixth-order monk who was passing by couldn't take a step in front of Wang Xu's stall.

"Boss, I only have sixty pieces of Middle Thousand World Origin, can you see if you can sell it to me?"

The smell of blood on this sixth-order cultivator was very strong, and although Wang Xu could see that he had cultivated the secret technique of purifying the soul, the roar of the soul was still endless, and there were definitely more people killed than him.

"Refuse to make a counteroffer..."Wang Xu refused.

Although the little monk in front of him may have killed more people than him, this is not a reason for Wang Xu to give him a discount.

"Boss, I'll use ten Zhongqian World Origin as a deposit, and then go back to make up the money, can you keep the exercises for me?"

"Wait for you for ten minutes."

Wang Xu waved his hand impatiently, and the little monk smiled, put down the ten Middle Thousand World Origin and ran away quickly.

Eight minutes later, the little friar went and returned, settled the final payment, and went away happily with his kung fu.

Wang Xu nodded slightly, a sixth-order monk who had killed the soul was haunted by injustice, and he had obtained the Hundred Battles Emperor Sutra of the Hundred Yue Emperor, I am afraid that there will 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 about eliminating demons.

But here it is the other way around, killing people has merit, saving people has karma, saving too many people will even be disgusted by heaven and earth.

After all, the fallen world community, its own origin has been beyond its means, to paraphrase the words of the king of the west, all things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, therefore, people, ghosts, gods and Buddhas cannot be killed, the king of the west said: kill!

In the fallen world community, killing monks to feed the heavens and the earth is the right way, but it is a kind-hearted person who helps others for pleasure and does not ask for anything in return, and will be struck by lightning in three days.

The Minor Monk saves the world by killing, which is in line with the law of the fallen world community, and is not only not a sin, but a great merit.

"The origin of the thousand worlds in one hundred coins is enough for me to pay the registration fee and usual expenses, selling exercises is not the right way after all, so let's hurry up and do the right thing."

Wang Xu packed up his things and walked towards the crowd without looking back.

As soon as he walked out of a dozen steps, before he left the crowd, he heard someone shouting behind him: "Donor walk slowly!" ”

"Donor?"

Hearing this unusual title, Wang Xu stopped and looked back.

Not far away stood a young monk with a shiny head, wearing a robe and holding a large red Buddha bead.

"Monk?"

Wang Xu felt very novel, he had been here for a while, and he had seen many monks of different systems, but it was the first time he had seen a monk.

"There is no pure world in the south, the bright Buddha of the small monk, the great light temple, the divine wisdom, I have seen the donor."

Shenhui clasped his hands together, first pronounced a Buddha name, and then spoke: "I heard from a friend that there is a monk who sells Buddhist scriptures in the central district, dare to ask if it is a donor?" ”

"It's me, what's the matter, you want to buy Buddhist scriptures?"

Wang Xu frowned slightly, and said: "I said ugly things in front, before I needed money to sell the ancient Buddha III Sutra cheaply, now I am not short of money, if you still want to buy it, it is not the previous price." ”

"Can you let the little monk take a look?" Shenhui clasped his hands together.

Wang Xu was still selling scriptures in the downtown just now, and now the buyer is chasing him, so he can't refuse immediately, and said: "Today I took out this scripture to sell, and you chased it to the scriptures, so you are lucky." ”

As he spoke, Wang Xu took out the Three Sutras of the Ancient Buddha and handed them over to Shenhui to look through.

Shenhui flipped through the two pages, the more he looked, the more happy he became, and just as he was about to continue looking at the back, Wang Xu covered it with his hand: "Monk, just read it again, do you want to buy it or not?" ”

Shen Hui paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "The little monk has no long things, let alone money. ”

"No money, no money, what are you talking to me, I'm busy."

Wang Xu took the scriptures and turned around and left, he is not from the welfare institute, how can there be a good thing to look at the emperor's scriptures in vain.

Shenhui stood in place, sighed and left, words in his mouth.

Listen carefully, as if the Buddha chanted, singing: "Fix more wisdom and less, increase ignorance, wisdom more and fix less, increase evil views, fix wisdom, etc., that is, the name is liberated, Maha is immeasurable, and all dharmas are attributed to the Buddha of Light..."

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