"Yes, you know, I, monk, rarely read scriptures. If I hadn't seen your anger, I wouldn't have known that there was such a Buddha in our Buddhist school. According to legend, in ancient times, there was a Buddha master who was miserable in childhood and was cold and cruel by nature. When the demons were cholera, they were extremely powerful and could compare to humans. Over the past thousand years, countless demons died in his hands. When the demons retreated and the world was stable, the Buddha master almost became a murderer because he could not control his overwhelming aura.

In order to eliminate the hostility on this body, the Buddha's master was in seclusion for hundreds of years and finally found a solution, which was to refine his own hostility into his weapons.

Since then, the Buddha has entered with a strong aura, and his weapon has been several times more powerful than before, becoming a magic wand with a huge murderous intent."

"What happened like this? What happened later?" Yi Cheng continued.

"Oh, it's a pity that the Buddha Lord finally failed to succeed when he ascended to the tribulation and entered the samsara. The magic wand was left behind, but because the magic wand was too killing, people could subdue and were sealed and suppressed in the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagodas to wait for those who are destined to be." Huineng said regretfully.

"Then has this method of refining vicious energy into close weapons recorded?" Yi Cheng asked.

"This method has been passed down, but because it is old, it has gradually become incomplete, and the incomplete method is very easy to fail and be retaliated by the anger, so no one uses it. So now there is only a single and a half-word legend left." Huineng pointed to Yi Chengdao

When Yi Cheng heard this, the original surprise immediately disappeared. Does this mean that there is nothing?

"You donor Yi doesn't have to be disappointed. In fact, there is still hope to get those methods again." Huineng ignited the fire of hope for Yi Cheng again.[

"As long as you find a weapon that was refined with evil spirits, this method may be restored." Huineng put forward a hypothesis.

"There hasn't been restored to this method in recent years?" Yi Cheng said in confusion.

"From ancient times to the present, for many tens of thousands of years, those weapons have either been damaged or disappeared, so there is no chance to be repaired." Huineng's words made Yi Cheng almost crazy. What's the matter? Give hope and shatter; then give hope and then extinguish it.

"Actually, there is no hope at all. As long as you can subdue the magic wand left by the Buddha, there will naturally be great hope." Huineng gave a feasible way this time.

But in Yi Cheng's opinion, this is simply unreliable. It has been tens of thousands of years. If the peerless weapon was easily subdued, it would have been used by someone. Why has it been left until now?

However, this also provides Yi Cheng with a direction, and there is still hope.

The two of them stopped talking about this. When they returned to the hall, everyone was already sitting, but their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Yi Cheng. The group of playboys had already gotten out of here.

As for the private room matters, there is naturally no need to worry about it anymore. As soon as Yi Cheng entered the hall, a disciple of Xixuan Temple took him to the private room No. 7.

Huineng was not polite to sit in the private room with Yi Cheng. Nan Hao was even more shocked by Yi Cheng's skills at this time.

The private room is indeed luxurious enough. Various spiritual fruits are placed in it. What makes Huineng most satisfied is that there is an oak of high-quality Buddha-drunk Golden Mountain. With a table of wine and fruits alone, it is worth at least two thousand spirit stones.

In addition, there were two young and beautiful female cultivators in the private room serving him and came up to greet Yi Cheng and Huineng with great enthusiasm.

It seems that they did not have any concerns about Huineng being a monk. This shows that not all the monks in Xixuan Temple are obeying the precepts.

However, Huineng is a wine monk, not a wine monk, and he has no idea about the two female cultivators.

Although Yi Cheng did not abstain from sex, he was not a casual person, so he ordered the two female cultivators to retreat.

The auction has begun and the first treasure has been taken up.[

"My fellow Taoists, my name is Han Kunyi. This Buddhist meeting is hosted by Zaixia. The Thousand Buddha Pagoda is about to be opened. This temple has also taken out several treasures to participate in this Buddhist meeting. It will definitely not disappoint you.

I won’t say much about gossip. The first treasure of this Buddhist meeting, Jialan Buddha Clothes, is a treasure-level Buddha treasure. It has extremely strong defense power, and can also play the role of meditation and enlightenment to prevent monks from having distracting thoughts. The minimum price is 10 million spirit stones, and each increase is not less than 100,000 spirit stones. Please bid for the price!" The person who presided over the auction was an elder of the early stage of the Nascent Soul of Xixuan Temple.

"Buzz"

As soon as this was said, the monks immediately began to talk.

"The first one turned out to be a treasure? It only has ten million spirit stones, which is too cheap, right?"

"Didn't you hear it's the lowest price?"

"That is, the lower the reserve price, the more people are willing to bid, the higher the price will often be."

"The first thing is a treasure. It seems that the level of the Buddhist Association today is not low!"

"No, the Thousand Buddha Pagoda is about to open, and what appears at the auction is naturally the best."

"Oh, that's right, it's a pity that we didn't have the chance to go in!"

"Who knows how many people will have the Buddha's fate this time!"

"One thousand one million!"

The first bidder directly increased the price by one million, but the treasure weapon was only at the lowest price of 10 million, so many people joined in.

"One thousand one million and a half million!"

"One thousand one hundred and eight hundred thousand!"

"One thousand two million!"

"One,2,200,000!"

"One Thousand Three Millions!"

This price is really low, and many top-quality spiritual weapons are more than this price.

Soon this Jialan Buddha robes exceeded 20 million spirit stones, but the price was still soaring.

Starting from 20 million, the bidding gradually no longer includes monks in the hall, but people in the private rooms.

"Two four million!" The No. 9 box offered the highest price.

"Master, are you not interested in Buddhist clothes?" Yi Cheng saw that Huineng had a wine gourd on his body, which was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and there were not even other magic weapons, so he asked.

"Haha, I'm naturally interested in this kind of good thing, but it's a little expensive. I can't afford it. Does Master Yi plan to donate me another monk's robe?" Huineng said with a laugh.

"Just because of this, as long as the monk looks down on it!" Yi Cheng said seriously.

"This monk in monk's clothes cannot be asked. It's just two days since I got to me. Why not just buy wine for me? "Huineng said with a smile.

Yi Cheng was also shook his head. It was estimated that the only one in the cultivation world who exchanged all the spiritual weapons for wine to drink. If the gourd could not be eaten by wine, he would probably have exchanged for wine.

While the two of them were talking, the price of the monk's garment had increased to 31 million yuan. In the end, the price was increased, and the monk's garment was bought by the monk in the No. 3 box.

These private rooms have the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness, so Yi Cheng didn't know who bought the monk's robes.

"The second item is the fourth-level spiritual herb, five-leaf green lotus. I won't mention the effect. The starting price is 1.5 million, and the price increase cannot be less than 10,000 yuan each time." The price of the first item is very satisfying to Han Kunyi. Although the value of the second item is much lower than the first item, Han Kunyi is also confident that he will sell more than 3 million yuan.

"Five-leaf Green Lotus!" Yi Cheng's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. Master Mile told him not to refine alchemy now, saying that the more wrong methods you practice, the deeper you make, but collecting spiritual herbs is not forbidden.

Although there are many spiritual herbs in Wanwan Medicine Garden, they don’t have anything.

At this time, the price of the Five-Leaf Green Lotus has reached 2 million, but the competition has just begun. The Five-Leaf Green Lotus is one of the best materials for cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage to refine daily elixirs.

"Three million!" Yi Cheng participated in many auctions. Naturally, the price was rising higher and higher, so it was the best choice to make the price too high at a time, which would make many people retreat or hesitate.

Indeed, Yi Cheng's bid immediately shut down the cultivators who were originally 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. Moreover, they saw Yi Cheng's battle just now. The other private rooms had no sense of spiritual consciousness, but everyone knew that Yi Cheng entered the No. 7 private room.

Everyone was silent. Although Han Kunyi was a little disappointed, the price was not high, but it was consistent with its real value.

"Five-leaf green lotus three million, the first time, three million, the second time there is still a price increase. If not, the five-leaf green lotus will return to the box No. 7! Three million"

"Three million and one thousand!" Han Kunyi's words were interrupted.
Chapter completed!