As soon as the Void Consciousness entered the Xuan Tortoise Shell, he saw a row of huge waves coming towards him, but fortunately, the Void knew that this was a phantom, fixed his mind, and waited for the waves to recede, a huge one stood in the middle, surrounded by clouds and mist, rising and swirling with countless golden lights in the sky. As if sensing the divine sense to probe, there was a slow fluctuation in the entire sea area, and it suddenly turned into a phantom of a turtle, raised its head slightly, and looked at Wu Xuan faintly.

Suddenly, that piece of heaven and earth seemed to shrink rapidly, and the power of the true spirit crushed towards the enlightenment, the vastness!?

Wuxu's heart shook for a while, and he was silent. This is still a very small fragment, if its owner appears in front of him, will he be crushed and crushed from a distance of 108,000 miles?

Could it be that the demon beast has an abnormal physique and is difficult to cultivate, but once it is cultivated, it is in the same realm, but it is much more powerful than humans?

Zhang Xiaoming said that there was a pattern of copying heaven and earth on the outside of the Xuan tortoise shell, and Wuxu had carefully looked at it with his divine sense before, but he didn't feel that there was any mystery. Although I don't know why, Wuxu has a faint feeling in his heart, that is, the most precious thing in this Xuan Tortoise Shell is the mark and realm left by the Xuan Tortoise inside, as for the Dao pattern outside, it is most likely Zhang Xiaoming, a half-hanger, who is spreading falsehood.

This should be a good thing, no wonder Penglai Immortal Sect gave a death order, but sent Zhang Xiaoming, a small character, to be quietly pocketed, so as to keep the unwitting outsiders in the house.

Wu Xuan thought about it in his heart, but he made up his mind in his heart, and only waited for the dragon relics that Zhang Xiaoming said to be miraculous to appear, and after he saw it, he had a plan.

The auction of the new gifts of the Dongying Han people's residential area to Song Ting Cuixiangju, unconsciously, has sold many rare treasures and sent a lot of beautiful women. Hearing the auctioneer, he raised his hands enthusiastically and said very provocatively, "Everyone, next, it is the final link of this new gift auction conference————!

Everyone held their breath and stared at the auction table. But suddenly, the lights in the attic were all dimmed, even the lighting pearls in the private rooms of the monks on the second floor. As soon as Wu Xuwei investigated, he knew that the pearls in the room were connected to something at the bottom of a certain attic, faintly forming a large array.

At this moment, Cuixiangju operates the formation to remove the pearl brilliance, one is to create a mysterious atmosphere, and the other is to implicitly warn everyone, there is a large array waiting here, don't mess around.

That Zhang Xiaoming, however, was slightly panicked, and asked Wuxu, "What's wrong?!Is someone going to rob the dragon relics?!"

Wuxu waved his hand, then put it down, held down Zhang Xiaoming, who was about to burst out, and said softly, "This is the lighting effect of Cuixiangju, Zi Mingjun don't be impatient, don't let others laugh!"

As soon as the words fell, a beam of lights lit up above the shooting table, and two strong men, carrying a soft bed, slowly appeared in full view of everyone. On the soft bed, there was a hazy white light, and in the white light, a little girl less than ten years old was sitting on her knees, her eyes closed, her hands folded, and a faint smile on her red face.

Wu Wangzhi, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this little girl, I had seen it in that farmhouse before, was called Miko. At that time, when he passed by incognito, Miko had just finished eating, and was asked by her father to dance a beautiful dance, and then the grandmother, who was almost carried by her own son to the back mountain and thrown away, held her in her arms and said a lot of things about men and women.

But I didn't expect to be selected as the host to carry the dragon relics!

Tonight's auctioneer then walked up to the stage and said to the second floor, "Immortal elders atone for your sins, this relic, to the extreme, ordinary people, touch it and destroy it." Cuixiangju searched for a long time, only to find a lovely virgin, with a firm heart, to the yin to the soft, to fit with it, to be able to generate induction, but unharmed. ”

After that, Fang just arched his hand to a layman on the first floor and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the bead on the top of the head here is a dragon relic, which is extremely powerful. It is difficult for ordinary people to hold, so you old customers may wish to watch the excitement. Later, there will be a surprise in the Cuixiang Residence, and you will wait for a while to enjoy it. ”

In addition to the words, it has been made clear that in the end, the object of the auction is an object in the monk's world, and ordinary people can look at it from a distance.

Those ordinary people, naturally clear, said and laughed a few words, and then quieted down, some looked at the white light on the soft bed, and some looked directly towards the private rooms on the second floor.

In an instant, a blood-red air arrow shot towards the top of Xiao Meizi's head in the white light of the soft bed! I saw that the white light circulated slightly, and although the red air arrow did not enter, it seemed to have exhausted its momentum, turned into smoke above its head, and then dissipated.

Everyone could see that this was shot from the east bakery on the second floor. However, after the blood arrow disappeared, there was no sound there.

Suddenly, a Buddha sounded from the West Bakery, with a strong sense of compassion for the heavens and people. Everyone outside only saw that the white light on the soft bed squirmed, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of the little girl's mouth inside.

All parties are trying to test the dragon relics of this grand finale!

Everyone turned their attention to the place where Junichiro Akino, who had arrogantly bought the three beautiful girls and their suits before.

But there was no movement!

The so-called double-headed black Jiao, after all, is just a * worm, not on the table, in this kind of heavy treasure without the previous masters were disdainful of competing for secular beauty, now I am afraid that it is ruthless, Akino Jun is afraid that there are also self-aware There are some people who know the details of Akino Junichiro, so he secretly said in his heart.

"This dragon relic, is a demon dragon in the deep sea, usually creates boundless killing, but vainly wants to practice a powerful Buddhist exercise, one is careless, goes mad, immediately extinguishes and sits, the whole body is burned into nothingness, only this one relics remains. The auctioneer gushed in.

Someone heard this and asked, "Since the demon dragon has created boundless slaughter and gone mad, how can it be that after being burned by karma, it will leave a relic?"

The person who replied to Tu Sihai before, and approved the three beautiful girls who came to the scene with suits, his voice sounded again, "This senior, although he has deep karma, but before he died, he was clear and had an epiphany in an instant. One thought is pious and pure, and it is to be liberated in the darkness and leave this dragon relic. Although the voice is neither sad nor joyful, people with a heart can vaguely hear a trace of emotion.

So it was, everyone heard the empty voice of the person in charge, and they were infected, and their hearts sighed inexplicably.

Even on the west side of the second floor, there was also a faint sound of a low Buddha name, which seemed to be admiring with joy, and seemed to faintly reveal a sense of ambition.

On the east side, there was another heavy cold snort.

In the private room where Wuxu was located in the northwest, there was still no sound coming out.

Zhang Xiaoming, at this moment, was extremely panicked, because, suddenly, he found that he couldn't move at all, not only himself, but also Junichiro Akino, the reckless man, and his deputy and concubine beside him, sat there, dumbfounded. Could it be that he snatched the Xuan tortoise shell before, which angered the master over there, and the beauty suit didn't care, this Buddhism is heavy on the treasure dragon relics, but he doesn't want me to intervene and get involved?

Wuxu Divine Consciousness sat in the Mandala Dharma Realm, silently looking at it with the eyes of the sky, on the auction table, there was a blood dragon phantom in the hair bush above Xiaomeizi's head, floating there, but it emitted a Dao of white light, entering from the little girl's Tianling Acupoint, through the hundreds of bones around her body, and then emitting again.

Coincidentally, this blood dragon and blood shadow, Wuxu also has a slight impression. On that day, he was in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and followed Ao Feng to break into the Dragon Pool, and met a lot of dragon clans who were imprisoned, and in a short time they got along, they met a dragon man with a real human realm, and after they turned into the body, it was the image of the blood dragon above Xiaomeizi's head at this moment.

But after Ao Feng was rescued, why did he get out of the Dragon Palace Enchantment, and how did he sit down? Wu Xuan couldn't figure it out, because this person had been imprisoned in Hualongtan for a long time, his temperament had changed greatly, and he was furious, where could he practice any Buddhist exercises. If he can recite a sentence of Amitabha, I'm afraid that the Buddha will also snicker!

Here, Tu Sihai and the envoy of the Divine Palace and the monks of Nara have already bid back and forth many times, and the price of the dragon relics has been turned upside down.

As if to add to the fun, the auctioneer suddenly clapped his hands, and there were actually several enchanting women, dressed as flying in the sky, and even bodhisattvas, slowly descending from the roof, around the soft bed that was lifted into the air, whirling in thousands of postures, and sprinkling freshly picked petals on the side.

Everyone could see the sky and be dazzled. But only Wuxu saw that in the white light, the thin rouge on the little girl's face was already a miserable white, and the corners of her mouth kept coughing up blood.

"Meizi, although she is a virgin, her body is smooth, and she happens to be in the same mood, but after all, she is a little girl who has never practiced, how can she bear that domineering dragon blood resentment bead for a long time?"

At this moment, Wuxu has already recognized that the so-called dragon relics are actually just the people of the dragon clan in a desperate situation, not wanting to let the enemy get any benefit, self-detonating their consciousness and body, leaving a bead of blood, secretly sending a dragon blood curse, and the life and life are entangled, until the sea is dry and the stone is rotten, until the sky is desolate and the earth is old, until a certain party is completely annihilated in time and space.

When Ao Feng took himself down to Longtan, he once vaguely mentioned it to himself.

Seeing the real thing here, Wuxu was extremely shocked, Dongying Fusang, an island country in the sea, someone dared to force the people of the dragon clan like this! Aren't you afraid that the descendants of the dragon will come to take revenge? Wuxu has such a bad taste and a whim.

"A full moon scimitar!

"Three Dragon Tiger Powerful Pills!"

"A Thousand Miles Shadow Talisman!"

"Stormy Night Walking Knife!"

"Kyushu Fire Bow!".

The local monk to the south, the head snake, has stopped shouting.

The shogunate monks from Kyoto, Tu Sihai, and the worldly masters of the Nara Jingu temple are still fighting each other, and one after another strange names are ringing from the two private rooms on the second floor and spreading throughout the attic. It's like a code.

Everyone watched it with relish and listened to it with great vigour, as if they were speaking out and giving orders.

But no one saw it, with what kind of bullshit full moon scimitar, what exaggerated thousands of miles of shadows, what crepe wind and rain night walk, what big and inappropriate Kyushu fire, one by one, on the auction table, on the soft bed, the little girl was coughing up blood one by one.

The dragon blood curse, such a big cause and effect, how can a little girl bear it? Although her mood is in tune, and it is only slightly triggered.

Wu Xuzheng sighed secretly in his heart. But seeing the blood beads suspended above Miko's head, it suddenly brightened a little, and Xiaomiko suddenly opened her eyes slightly, her eyes were ruthless, looking at herself!

It's broken! I beheaded Junichiro Akino, whose body was a dragon, but he also fell into some blood curse, this pearl of blood resentment of the dragon clan, generated an induction, and came to the door!

Everyone saw that after Xiao Meizi, who was kneeling in a cloud of white light, opened her eyes and glanced at Wuxu, her head was surrounded by a dark red blood light in an instant, and her hair stretched and fluttered in all directions, as if she was about to turn into countless blood arrows, rushing out of the white light and shooting towards everyone.

"Junichiro Akino?!" in the south bakery, the monk surnamed Lu and the others exclaimed.

"Amitabha-" A Buddha horn sounded.

"This thing is a big murderer, this Taoist friend must not act rashly. The latter sentence is said to Wuxu and others.

In the west bakery, two monks said while making hand seals, manifesting two Buddha hands in the air, one hand sealing, and the other hand holding flowers, blocking the red ray.

When everyone saw that the two eminent monks made a move together, they were suspicious, and looked at the place where Wuxu and the others were, as if to confirm whether it was really Junichiro Akino who secretly shot out without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Even Zhang Xiaoming, who couldn't move, turned his eyes to Wuxu. Wuxu still closed his eyes tightly, like a clay sculpture and wood carving. It seems that it is really like himself.,Imprisoned by an inexplicable field.。

Zhang Xiaoming tried to operate his spiritual power again, but found that the power of imprisonment and dissolution that shrouded the entire private room had unconsciously increased a few points, and his spirit and spirit seemed to be unable to lift and could not be gathered. I have to sigh, it seems that not only will I not get the dragon relics today, but I will not be able to complete the task of the sect, but I am afraid that my life will be handed over here!

This strange field, of course, is the Dharma Realm that Wu Xuan sacrificed, but after the Wu Xuan Silence was rebuilt, this Dharma Realm lacked the so-called Sanskrit singing sandalwood, all kinds of different phases, and only a sense of extinction remained, which made Zhang Xiaoming's mind scattered, not to mention that he couldn't move, even his thinking could be broken. Fortunately, Wuxu carefully controlled the Law Realm and revealed it slightly.

At this moment, after a dark red light appeared on the head of the little girl Namiko, Wuxu couldn't help but sit upright in the Law Realm, secretly separating a colorless and tasteless Dharma Realm aura, and slowly walked towards Xiaomeizi on the auction table.

However, it was said that after the two monks from the Nara Shrine in the west made a move, there was also movement in the east bakery.

"In that case, why should the Divine Palace Master make a rash move?" Tu Sihai's voice sounded, and a golden brush appeared in the air, towards the point where the two Buddha's hands in the air were closed, and where they passed, rows of dark red handwriting appeared, and the words were bloody and bloody, floating in the air, just like the blood book in the army before the war.

At this moment, all the people present in the congregation knew that the monks of these two sides, after competing for a long time, finally annoyed the merchant's style, and faintly wanted to respect their strength and fight. I'm afraid that at the end of the bidding, no matter who gets the dragon relic, there will still be a vicious fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, at the auction, the highest bidder wins. And the voice of the man who was secretly in charge of the assembly sounded again. Along with it, the attic is full of magnificence, and it seems that countless stars in the sky are gathered here. One person watched the countless colorful light clusters around him spin, as if he was in a small universe, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the nearest one. As a result, the whole person disappeared, and I don't know if I turned into light or entered another world.

The second floor was quiet. Tu Sihai and the others seemed to be quite jealous.

Seven Starlight Sea Array. Instinctively sensing the danger, and when his consciousness retreated, he heard someone exclaim in a low voice.

The brilliance faded again.

"Amitabha, this thing is ominous, and it must be suppressed under the pagoda of the Divine Palace to ensure the safety of my Dongying Shenzhou. ”

"The East China Sea Demon Alliance has some relationship with the owner of this thing, so I should deal with the aftermath!"

Although the two parties no longer made a move, they were-for-tat, each did not give in to each other, and even mentioned their respective sect forces in their words, trying to put pressure on the person in charge of the auction.

"Amina Buddha ———" to the northwest, Junichiro Akino's voice sounded. In the stunned eyes of everyone, Wuxu slowly walked out, ran to the auction table, squinted his eyes, and suddenly shouted, "Oh, auctioneer, this little beauty seems to be unbearable." Look at it, there's blood on your chest!"

Everyone was speechless, and those ordinary people, although they were afraid and did not dare to speak out, scolded in their hearts, "Just know that you are staring at a woman's breasts! It's disgusting!"

The auctioneer, with a wry smile on his face, bowed his hand towards Wuxu, and then said to the east and west sides of the second floor, "Lord Akino is right, this little woman can barely bear it until now, but I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for long." If you are interested, please speed it up a little. ”

"Why don't you use a jade box to hold it?" someone on the first floor asked.

The auctioneer smiled slightly, but did not explain.

With a whoosh, a pill with a refreshing aroma flew from the west bakery and landed in the auctioneer's hand. The wry smile on the auctioneer's face was even stronger, this dragon relic was sent to Cuixiangju by a big man, and after finding a suitable host, the law was placed on the top of the host's head, and there was an order, don't approach easily. I was also curious before, and I once separated my divine sense and wanted to inquire about one or two, but as soon as I got close to the white light cluster, my divine sense lost its senses, and it seemed to be swallowed up or blurred.

was hesitating, "Oh, what kind of elixir is this?"

"Penglai Immortal Sect, I have already got a treasure before, do you still want to even have this dragon relic in your pocket?!" Tu Sihai's gloomy voice echoed in the air, and he seemed to be very unhappy.

The person who was secretly in charge was about to cast a spell to throw Wuxu out, but when he heard Tu Sihai's words, he hesitated. It seems that Tu Sihai of the East China Sea Demon Alliance is quite jealous of Penglai Immortal Sect, and he just bid for the three beautiful girl suits, which is also faintly compromised.

The rest of the people were similarly speculating, and they all quietly watched Wuxu who was playing treasure on the auction table.

Wu Xuan also had some speculation in his heart, and arched his hand in the direction where Tu Sihai was, "Admit that Penglai Immortal Sect and the East China Sea Demon Alliance have a long history, and they are just people who do things, and I hope Elder Tu will not be surprised." ”

Tu Sihai was shocked in his heart, he was afraid of Penglai Immortal Sect, that was to know the True Spirit Great Monk behind it, could it be that this little demon cultivator also knew the inside story? Or that one was determined to get this dragon relic, and he had already given instructions? If you want to come out and sell it, you can sell it, why do you treat people as human beings and abuse and humiliate beauties like this?"

The little girl in the white light group answered in a faint whisper, and then there was no movement, as if the pill had been stuffed into her mouth, blocking the sound.

looked at Wuxu standing there, scolding, raising his right hand, in the white light and red light, with one palm, like a singer.

"It's over! Relying on Penglai Immortal Sect, messing around here, the forces behind Cuixiangju are going to slaughter this * worm if they say anything!"

That's what most people think!

In the venue, there was silence, just waiting for the previous light array to restart.

"Since you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade so much, why don't you just replace the little beauty in your mouth?" Tu Sihai said coldly, with a tone that could not be refused.

"What is the origin of Penglai Immortal Sect, and what is the origin of the East Sea Demon Alliance? It's all at this time, and the people of the East Sea Demon Alliance are still secretly protecting this arrogant guy. "A lot of people are secretly talking to each other.

At this time, the two high-ranking monks of the Divine Palace in the west also suddenly said, "This is very good, since the Akino donor is merciful, please save the little female benefactor." ”

What's going on? Could it be that this Penglai Immortal Sect also has a relationship with the Divine Palace?

But seeing that the auctioneer, who had been stunned, seemed to have received some order, reacted, looked at Wuxu with a strange expression, looked at Wuxu's right hand placed in the white and red light, and then, according to Dongying etiquette, bowed slightly and raised his hand. I also asked Wuxu to hurry up and get to bed, put Xiaomeizi down, and bear the coldness and tyranny of the dragon relic.

Everyone looks at you and tells you to do something, which is really not good. Wuxu sighed secretly, grinding, "This seat is very heavy, and two people can't lift it." ”

The auctioneer clapped his hands expressionlessly, and two strong men ran over quickly, each holding one end of the soft bed with the previous two. Then, the auctioneer, stepping forward, *smiled, "Do-Zuo-", a bit of a taste of inviting you to bed.

"Eight-ga-" Wuxu shook his hands, and then slowly walked to a fat man in brocade clothes on the first floor, couldn't help but say, grabbed his fat right hand, peeled off a string of jade Buddha beads, put it on his wrist, and pointed to the auctioneer behind him, "The Buddha beads are good, this seat was bought!" ”

The frightened fat man in brocade, his face was pale, he swallowed his saliva, looked at Wuxu in the distance and the auctioneer with a gloomy face, and didn't dare to say a word.

Wuxu clasped his hands together, wore the Buddha beads he had just snatched on his right wrist, chanted words in his mouth, walked around the soft bed a few times, and then his figure flashed, jumped up, disappeared into the white light, and sat next to the little Meizi.

At this moment, Xiaomeizi's whole body was in pain, and the whole person was in a daze, and a picture occasionally flashed in a trance.

In a beautiful wing room in the middle of Cuixiang, an old man, after seeing himself come in, stood up, his eyes lit up.

"It's actually a yin deficiency body, but it's a pity, it's a pity, the roots and bones are incomplete. Otherwise, at a young age, if the heart is dead and ashes, it will be extinguished, and this innate yin and void qi is just used to offset the violent blood resentment of this thing, so choose her as the host."

My mother was sick, and my father had no choice but to carry my grandmother to the back mountain and throw it away, but somehow brought it back, and then I heard that Cuixiangju was recruiting virgins under the age of ten, so my father sent him over.

Xiao Meizi, witnessing the sudden changes in her family, and vaguely knew from her grandmother before she left what life would be like in Cuixiangju in the future, and her heart was empty. Like a puppet, the old man pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and placed a hot and cold bead on top of his head. Then, there was a blood-red dragon roaring inside itself, as if to wake itself up and kill everyone around it.

Fortunately, Xiaomeizi was timid, but she didn't dare, endured it hard, and then fell into a coma, her whole body ached, her consciousness was scattered, and she seemed to be dying in a daze at any time.

Suddenly, a gentle voice, passing through the boundless sea of blood, ignored the evil dragon, came to its side, and woke itself up.

"Miko-chan, hold on, wake up. ”

Xiao Meizi suddenly found that a pill in her mouth was slowly turning into an extremely comfortable heat, burrowing into her internal organs, her left hand was held by a man's hand and gently shaken, she tried to open her eyes, and saw a strange uncle next to her who was smiling at herself, ah, but the strange uncle stretched out his finger and pressed it on his lips.

"Put away this string of jade Buddha beads, and after you go down, find a chance to go home, wear the Buddha beads, and your body will slowly recover." "The man didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Because, as the man spoke, he had already wrapped a string of warm Buddha beads around his wrist, and then before he could ask, he gently pushed it again. Xiao Meizi felt as if she was in the clouds, and she actually flew up, floating over the heads of countless surprised old men, flying out of the attic, flying out of Cuixiangju, and flying to the small wooden bridge in front of her house.

Previously, after everyone saw Wuxu climb onto the soft bed, the figure and the little girl were tightly together, and there seemed to be some small movements in their hands, and they heard the little girl suddenly scream, and couldn't help but scold secretly, it's really not a fucking thing. The auctioneer stood closer, and even more disgusted.

Even Tu Sihai frowned slightly, although he had been in Dongying for some days, and he had seen many uncovered conferences held by daimyo and samurai, but today was the first time he had seen a dignified monk at the auction, and everyone watched him, ignoring his identity, ignoring his business, and coming recklessly.

It wasn't until the little girl was knocked away by Wuxu that the venue quieted down, staring at the blood-red bead in Wuxu's hand.

At this moment, the white light has disappeared with the departure of the original host, only to see a beam of bright light projected on the auction table in the dark attic of the venue, Wuxu sat cross-legged on the soft bed, holding the so-called dragon relics in his hands, gently lifted them, put them on his head, and then folded his hands, closed his eyes and recited, "The relics are not different from the empty, and the empty is not different from the color." Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. The Buddha blesses, the dragon protects the Dharma, this seat will not die in a catastrophe, and there will be blessings in the future. ”

The voice gradually faded down, and finally, Wuxu stopped speaking completely.

I saw the dragon relics on Wuxu's head, and a red light rose, with evil energy, like a blood waterfall, from top to bottom, submerging its whole body. The entire soft bed also instantly turned into a sea of blood, and faintly, there was a trembling dragon moan.

As the so-called fair woman competes for a new gift, the dragon's blood resentment pearl is called a relic.

Mo Daomeizi's heart is silent, and she listens to this seat bragging.