"Brother Shen, what are you talking about?" Hu Zhuo, standing up straight and tall with a tiger body, raised his eyebrows and asked, "When that demon monk realized the void and escaped through Tianci Lake, it is said that he was pointed by the Heavenly Demon Lord and knocked down the Buddhist treasures that cultivated each other, and many people have also searched for it, could it be that Brother Shen really found something?

Wuxu was shocked in his heart, he was now pretending to be Shen Qing, and he was almost exposed. Then, he rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at Hu Zhuo, and said coldly with an expressionless face, "If Shen really got any benefits, he wouldn't talk to Brother Hu like this." ”

"What's the matter? I haven't seen you for a few years, and my stinky temper is getting bigger and bigger?" Hu Zhuo, glaring at a pair of tiger eyes,

"Amitabha!" At this time, a monk floated in and stood in front of Wuxu and Hu Zhuo. He was dressed in a dark gray animal skin with a bias on his right shoulder, and wore a string of turquoise Buddhist beads on his chest. He clasped his hands together and smiled.

But Wuxu and Hu Zhuo couldn't help but take a step back. Just because, the string of Buddhist beads on the monk's chest turned out to be made of live eggs, and each one was faintly very toxic.

"It turned out to be the insect master, the junior Hu Zhuo, who was polite. I saw Hu Zhuo, and after retreating, he bowed his hand, and seemed to be quite afraid of this person. At the same time, a figure flashed next to Hu Zhuo, this person was dressed in a golden robe, tall and rugged.

Isn't this Zhou Yan Zhou's senior? Wu Xu's heart was excited, at the beginning, Zhou Yan's predecessor was good to himself, and he also saved his life. It's a pity that he failed to follow the instructions of him and the Baihu Dao people to protect Hu Yi, Hu Ben and other children of the Tiger Clan.

"The little doll is open-mouthed, and I hope the master doesn't mind. Zhou Yan's eyes were cloudy, his voice was high and low, and he looked sick, but he naturally had a momentum that was not angry but powerful.

The monk who was called the "Insect Master", his thin face changed slightly, as if he was releasing some kind of goodwill, "Amitabha, the mouth is open on others, and others say that they are others, what does it matter to me? After saying that, he turned around, looked at Wuxu intently, then shook his head, turned to leave, and returned to a group of bald heads.

After Wuxu waited for the insect master to leave, he was thinking about saying hello to Zhou Yan first. Turning sideways, Zhou Yan had already taken Hu Zhuo back to the team of a group of tiger demons not far away.

Wuxu took a closer look, in addition to these two groups, there was also a group of people, most of them were Confucian monks, there were also people in Buddhism and Taoism, and there were even some people whose breath was extremely obscure.

Wuxu and the pig demon glanced at each other, and the pig demon was also stunned. Yourself and the pig demon, do you count it as a set?

Suddenly, there was a bang. A spiritual cloud drifted away, and a gate of the palace in front of it was exposed, and it slowly opened automatically, but nothing could be seen clearly.

No one rushed in.

"Uncle Shi, why did this door open by itself? Could it be that there is fraud in it?" A young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, half talking to himself, half asking questions.

This is undoubtedly a Confucian cultivator sent by the Great Zhou Dynasty.

With the young man's words, many people's eyes invariably turned to the middle-aged man standing solemnly beside the young man.

This middle-aged man is tall and tall, with long hair and a wide robe. Because of the angle, Wuxu couldn't see his face clearly, but the brocade robe he was wearing, Wuxu knew that it was exclusive to the Heavenly Academy, and the golden lines in the corners obviously showed his honorable status as the Great Zhou royal family.

This is a spiritual thing, which shows that it has not really been refined and recognized as the Lord. The middle-aged man said slowly, "Ladies and gentlemen, since we have arrived here, we should move forward bravely and rely on chance. With that, he flew up.

So, all the monks scrambled to fly up and headed towards the open gate, even Wuxu was no exception.

"Who is this?" Wuxu secretly asked Zhu Yuanzhang in the middle of the Dharma Realm while flying slowly.

Zhu Yuanzhang replied, "If I am not mistaken, this person is Ji Wushuang, the chief supervisor of Tianren Academy. As for the spiritual things in his mouth, I don't know. ”

Wuxu secretly asked the pig demon, and the pig demon didn't know.

But everyone rushed forward, and Wuxu couldn't stop. Besides, it doesn't seem to be a good idea to stay outside by yourself.

The closer that door became, the bigger it became, revealing an extraordinary atmosphere.

Wu Xuan waited, it was the last batch, and flew into this door.

The gate closed silently, and all the monks who entered, as if engulfed in some kind of darkness. Wuxu couldn't even see the pig demon next to him.

For a time, many Dao Divine Senses quietly rose and spread vertically and horizontally. Suddenly, a glimmer of light rose in one place, followed by screams of terror. This glimmer of light, like a meteor, flew straight ahead, and finally stayed in a certain depth, suddenly bright, a vague face faintly flashed, but in an instant, it disappeared suddenly, like a flash in the pan.

"Senior Brother Hu Ming!" a burst of exclamations rang out.

Wu Xuan also saw it clearly, this was a disciple of the Tiger Clan. Looking at the situation, it seems that the divine consciousness is seized and then swallowed up.

"It's not good, this yin and yang fossil seems to have spirituality and is evolving, and it can take the initiative to devour divine consciousness!" A majestic voice suddenly sounded.

He said this to remind the monks present, but even as he spoke, there were several more monks who had been murdered in one way or another.

For a while, all the surviving monks had withdrawn their senses. In the darkness, there was only the sound of the monks breathing.

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On the second night of the trading conference outside, as the formation that simulated the stars and the moon was running to the dark, it began again as promised.

In fact, with the exception of a very small few, the vast majority of the monks who attended the meeting never left at all. In just a dozen hours, in terms of a spiritual career, it is just a snap of a finger.

It's just that the blazing overhaul that shocked the four directions that appeared earlier is long gone. And when the auctioneer stood on the central table again, many points of light suddenly appeared in the whole hall, either milky white or golden, and flew around the monks in a mysterious trajectory.

Someone, stretched out his hand to intercept it, but was shocked by an invisible huge force and vomited blood, and even his entire arm was gone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, three hundred and sixty Xuanyang Star Seals are among these points of light. The auctioneer wearing the mask raised his hands and said in a loud voice, "Since it is a gift of lottery heads, naturally every once in a while, it will randomly and automatically land to the destined person." I hope that everyone, don't be impatient, and don't be forced. “

"Is it really a random gift?" a True Spirit Demon Cultivator sneered and asked in a soft voice.

"Lord Wei Feng of the Ethereal Peak of the Great Freedom Palace," the auctioneer squinted at this demon cultivator, "This Yi Hui is jointly organized by the overhaul of the three stars of the Outer Heavens, and it is not once or twice, will it be discredited to all of you here because of some star seals?"

Although many monks had already speculated in their hearts since the appearance of the flaming Tongxuan overhaul before, at this moment, when the auctioneer personally said "the great monks of the three stars outside the sky are jointly organized", there was still an uproar in the venue. Afterwards, all the monks present, both good and evil, 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 caused by his opening statement. He slowly looked around, bowed slightly, and clapped his hands.

Suddenly, a golden light poured down from the sky above his head. Then it gradually expanded in all directions, and at the same time, a Buddha slowly descended, as if breaking through the boundary, and the surrounding void was filled with flames, like a lotus flower. It makes people feel extremely warm and at the same time, it seems that it is about to melt or even burn at any time.

Many Outer Dao cultivators, even in the True Spirit Realm, couldn't help but rush to the Xuan Gong, and as for those below the True Spirit, except for a few special treasures, the rest all retreated.

Fortunately, it seems to be nothing more than an extremely real projection.

"The Flame Buddha, refined from the Xuanyang Star Flame Stone, after the Xuanyang Star Buddha Sect monks opened the light and blessed, he was worshiped by the Xuanyang Star believers for 9981 years. The auctioneer said aloud, but his brow furrowed. In the past, all extraterrestrial things, Xuanyin Star monks, were eager to buy them, and there were bidders for a long time. But at this moment, there is not a voice.

"It can suppress all the demons in the heart, and all the evil demons and foreign ways。。。。。。 The auctioneer continued, "If you have a wisdom root, you can also comprehend and practice the hidden Buddhist powers, the Xuanyang Flame Great Light Mudra。。。。。。 “

But those monks of the six major sects whose status and status cultivation is the highest and closest to the central stone platform are still monks of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all of them are as if they were not moving, like stone carvings and woodcarvings.

They were like this, and the small sects and sects that were attached to them, as well as those who were loose cultivators, also kept silent with interest.

For a time, not a single monk came out to bid.

The scene was very awkward and very weird.

The auctioneer, who didn't seem to expect such a scene, repeated the previous words.

But not a single monk made a bid.

The six major sects and the monks of the Great Zhou Dynasty were still like stone carvings and woodcuts, and the expressions of those small sects and loose cultivators changed, and they even squeezed their eyebrows, but they even showed a lively leftist.

Suddenly, some of those points of light in the hall suddenly lit up, and then fell into the hands of some people from those small sects and scattered cultivators.

These people suddenly became excited. Some of them were about to leave, some were laughing, and some of them were more upright and shouted at the auctioneer in return

"A thousand Xuanyin Star Spirit Stones!"

"A thousand mint herbs!"

"One hundred incense pills!"

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Some even shouted out mischievously

"A bottle of musk water"

"A jar of wolfberry dragon egg black rice wine"

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The auctioneer, sneering under the mask, finally spoke again, repeating these "bids" one by one in one go, and then asked again, "Are there any higher bidders?"

The meeting room was quiet again, and many of the monks who had been going to leave resolutely stopped and stayed, looking at everything with different expressions.

After being quiet for a long time, a Buddhist monk finally recited the Buddha's name aloud and said, "This Flame Buddha, but it has only been refined for 9981 years, and it is probably just an ordinary thing in Xuanyang Xing. Unexpectedly, here today, it is regarded as a rare finale treasure. “

The auctioneer laughed, "For example, in the desert, water is more precious than gold. Whether a treasure is good or bad, and how much it has a role, it is an organic fate. Rare things are precious, doesn't the master even understand this?"

"Amitabha!" replied the Buddhist monk with his palms together, "but I don't know that in Xuanyang Star, there are Xuanyin Star Spirit Stones, mint vanilla, musk, flower water, wolfberry, dragon eggs, and black rice wine?"

"Okay!" A Confucian cultivator next to him, high-fived and Dao, was the chairman of the board of supervisors of the Tianren Academy from the Great Zhou Imperial Family.