Nine Heavens

Just before the applause stopped, people felt a burst of golden light shining in the sky, and then a tall figure fell steadily on the fighting platform. Everyone took a closer look, and it turned out to be a monk with a round head and a big face in Zen clothes.

I saw the monk folded his hands together and chanted loudly: "Amitabha!" Then, he bowed deeply to Master Ci Yuan on the Doubao Platform, then turned around and continued to chant to the people under the Doubao Platform: "My Buddha is merciful, and I am merciful. Good fate, the young men and women who are just now fighting treasures are very comforting to the old monk. The old monk advises the four sects, the sixteen sects, the three major families and all monks participating in the treasure fight to give up. This mountain hurts the harmony, or harms the life, which is really against the virtue of the good life..."

The peak masters of Xuanling Sect and other dignitaries from other sects saw this great monk making such a statement on the Doubaotai, they were simply a spoiler, not only did not feel angry at all, but instead relaxed for a while, with joy on their faces, The indifferent and ruthless Bing Po Daoist are all smiling Masters of Super Compassionate Fate and said: "Haha, Master Compassionate Fate, your troublesome apprentice is here again, do you see?"

Master Ciyuan raised his eyebrows kindly, nodded slightly, and said to the troublesome monk in a concentrated voice: "Erneng, let's go down first, although your heart is kind, but the cold doesn't like the warmth of spring, let him go!"

Hearing this, the troubled monk turned around and bowed deeply to Master Ci Yuan, saying: "Yes! Disciple can go." Then he shook his head, turned and walked down the stage. After walking a few steps, suddenly a tall and thick man in black clothes floated in front of the troubled monk, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes bursting with sparks, and a dark waist card flashed on his waist, writing: Heitianmen, it turned out to be Sixteen Immortals Heitianmen people. The size is about the same as that of the great monk, and the two of them stand together, not to mention, there is really such a fight.

The man in black laughed loudly and said: "Haha, it is said that the troubled monk is a well-known benevolent person, I don't know what treasures you have obtained these days, if you give me all these treasures, how about I stop fighting for treasures? "After speaking, the big black man cast a mocking glance at the troubled monk.

But what he didn't expect was that many monks recited: "Amitabha, goodness, goodness, the almsgiver's request is in line with the old monk's wishes. The old monk didn't get any treasures in the past few days, but it was a few days ago when I happened to pass through the Southern Ocean. Occasionally, there was a strong wind, and when the wind and waves calmed down, I found something blown by the waves on the ocean beach.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a shell of a giant tortoise with a hundred million years of age. When I was young, I heard the rumors that the tortoise gave birth to pearls, so I stepped forward and pushed aside the keel, and suddenly all the auspicious lights shone, Gululu rolled out several night pearls, all of which were the size of pigeon eggs, and there were as many as nine of them .

well! If this item is destined for you, let me give it to you! "The troublesome monk, after finishing speaking, took out a kit from his bosom, gave it to the big man in black without looking at it, then floated into the crowd, chanted the Buddha's name and disappeared.

The big man in black was originally mocking the troublesome monk, but he didn't expect that the other party was not only not angry, but even gave him something as a gift. Take it easy. I also forgot that I was standing on the fighting treasure platform, I couldn't wait to untie the embroidery rope of the brocade bag, poured the contents on the palm of my hand, and immediately the whole fighting treasure platform was shrouded in a bright colorful auspicious light. Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed at the nine billion pearls in his palm, their hearts pounding.

Not to mention nine billion pearls, even one is a treasure that the fairy world can only dream of. If you eat this, how far your strength will be promoted is beyond imagination. Even if the ninja doesn't eat it, after refining, it is still a first-class treasure in the fairy world. For a while, everyone showed greedy eyes, wishing to snatch it and swallow it in their stomachs.

The big man in black, who has been immersed in the joy of obtaining a billion-dollar pearl, suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and a large number of figures jumped up under the Doubao platform. The big man in black rushed forward.

The big man in black was suddenly shocked, he just woke up like a dream, and hated himself for being careless, so mentally handicapped that he made a fool of himself in front of everyone. But such a treasure, how could he bear to throw it down to escape for his life, so like lightning, he shot nine billion pearls back into the bag, and at the same time, he turned around cleverly at 180 degrees, rushed out of the crowd, and then landed on the ground. On an ancient wooden pile on the side of the Doubaotai, prepare to flee with the camera.

However, before he could stand still, countless figures pressed down from all directions, surrounded him, and there were countless figures flying from behind, causing chaos on the fighting platform for a while.

Suddenly, everyone on the Doubao stage suddenly felt a biting cold wind hit, and then felt a stabbing pain all over their bodies, and then all the people who snatched the big man in black fell down on the Doubao stage, bleeding from all seven orifices. Has become a dead body.

At this time, when everyone saw Mr. Wenyang, he walked slowly to the center of the Doubaotai with a smile on his face, glanced at the terrified black-clothed man on the ancient wooden pile, and turned to everyone present, including the host, the masters of the Xuanlingmen, Lang Sheng said: "The Treasure Fighting Conference has always had rules. It is not impossible to want other people's treasures. As long as he stands on the Treasure Fighting Platform and does not go down, you can take out treasures equivalent to him to gamble. Win it, loser lose it!

When will it be the turn of such looting? You guys are optimistic. It must be that I, Mr. Wenyang, are ruthless. I really have no choice but to kill these unruly masters. We are all cultivators. Treasures are important, but immortals The regulations must not be neglected! "After speaking, he looked around for a while and there were still some people who were eager to give it a try. Then he turned around and gave a slight salute to the dignitaries of the four major sects.

What kind of person Bing Po is, he didn't care about such a situation, he just nodded his head lightly, and didn't say anything. However, there are tens of thousands of people in the audience who don't know the name of Mr. Wenyang. Seeing Wenyang Palace appear, no matter how greedy for treasures, they can only drool for the time being.

Young Master Wen Yang saw that the crowd gradually quieted down, waved his cracking cloud fan, glanced sideways at the big man in black on the ancient tree stump, and said with a smile: "This brother from the Heitianmen is coming down quickly, with my Young Master Wen Yang here , I believe that friends in the fairy world will give some face, you can rest assured!"

The big man in black jumped down sweating profusely as if he was about to receive an amnesty. He cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Wenyang, for your rescue! You will repay your kindness someday!" After speaking, he was about to leave.

"Haha, brother, do you think you can leave with nine like this?" Mr. Wenyang said with a leisurely smile.

Hearing this, the big man in black trembled, looked up at the countless pairs of eyes staring at the tiger under the Dou Baotai, couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, thought about it, turned around and walked back, cupped his hands and said: "Please give me some advice, my lord." !"

Mr. Wenyang rolled his eyes and said: "This is a treasure fighting platform. I could fight you, but obviously you are not my opponent. In other words, the treasure in your arms is destined to be mine. But in this way, all sects and factions, especially you Heitianmen, will think that I, Mr. Wenyang, is bullying you, a junior, which is unfair. Therefore, I think it's better for you to set a price and sell these nine hundred million years Ye Mingzhu sold it to me.

In this way, on the one hand, you will be out of the situation of being hunted down, and on the other hand, you can get very considerable wealth, and I, Wenyang Palace, will be in charge of escorting you back to the Heitianmen with this considerable wealth, to ensure that you are safe, what do you think ? "

The big man in black was thinking while listening, thinking, with his own strength, it seems that he is really lucky to enjoy these nine billion pearls, but for a moment he felt that these nine billion pearls were hot potatoes, so he said: " Good! Just like what the young master said, I just hope that the young master will keep his word! As for how many spirit stones the young master wants to use to buy these nine billion pearls, I think the young master will not suffer too much!"

Although the big man in black looks rough, he is not a fool. He is not qualified to bargain and fight back in his current situation. The other party is a hypocrite at first glance. He said he wants to buy, but it is actually different from snatching. In this situation, life-saving is the most important thing, as for how many spirit stones the other party gives, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Wenyang said with a smile: "Since you are so straightforward, brother, I don't want to talk nonsense. One billion pearls will give you one million high-quality spiritual treasures, and nine pearls will give you a whole, how about giving you ten million high-quality spiritual treasures? "

"Ten million high-grade spiritual treasures!" The crowd sighed for a while, all admiring Mr. Wenyang's generosity and fairness. Hearing this amount, the big man in black was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Young Master Wenyang, you are indeed a rare and generous king in the world, and I am very satisfied. But this treasure is not my own, it is a gift from the troubled monk. It is a gift, so I believe that it is safe to give half of the ten million high-grade spirit treasures to Shura Temple. And my half should belong to the Heitianmen where I can live!" After finishing speaking, the big man in black looked at the Sitting Master Ciyuan and Hitomi Urushi, the master of Heitianmen.

Hearing this, Master Ciyuan and Hitomi Urushiki came forward together. Master Ciyuan recited the dharma name, and his words were kind, while the master of Heitianmen was sweating coldly for his disciples, but there were rules for fighting treasures. Anyone who participated in fighting treasures, other disciples Sects and others are not allowed to interfere, so as not to cause sect hatred.

In other words, fighting treasures is purely a personal act, no matter whether you win or lose, life or death, it has nothing to do with the sect. Now that the big man in black took the initiative to say so, Master Ci Yuan and Hei Mutong just showed up to see it. Hei Mutong's eyes were as black as ink, and he patted the shoulder of the big man in black with deep meaning, and said in a deep voice: "Good brother!" Then he still retreated.

The big man in black, after handing over the nine billion pearls to Mr. Wenyang, watched Mr. Wenyang give five million high-grade spiritual treasures to Master Ciyuan and Hitomi Qimu respectively in front of everyone present, and then bowed his hands , jumped into the crowd with a calm face, and disappeared after a while. Without the treasure, the crowd naturally had no interest in this big man in black. They didn't even look at each other for a few times, so they all focused on Young Master Wenyang.

Mr. Wenyang turned up the kit containing nine billion pearls, put the treasures into his arms with a look of pride, then walked towards the seat with square steps, sat down firmly, and glanced at the Doubaotai very usefully Countless envious eyes cast down.

After the appearance of such a miraculous nine billion pearls, although the fight against treasures in the back was still fierce, everyone seemed to feel lost in their hearts. Those who got the treasures were not too surprised, and those who lost the treasures were sad. But compared with the nine billion-dollar pearls, what is lost is almost a straw, and the heartache is soon forgotten.

Just when people were looking at Doubao listlessly, they suddenly felt a burst of fragrance in the crowd, and then a charming figure passed over their heads, and then they saw a soft and beautiful woman in a white dress falling down from the Doubao platform, A bright white Huanchen bead hangs on the waist.

I saw the soft and beautiful woman Liu Ye with curved eyebrows, under her beautiful eyes, her nose was trimmed and her mouth was almond-shaped, her teeth were as white as jade, and her figure was graceful and graceful. She stood on the fighting platform without saying a word, but looked at the eleven peak masters with affectionate eyes. Liu Qianlang in the middle seems to have unlimited words, but she is shy.

Liu Qianlang, facing those two beautiful eyes, was surprised for a while, and said to himself: "Yingfang!" Then he quickly felt his gaffe, and couldn't help burning his face. Although his voice was not loud, all the dignitaries of the sect on the stage could hear it very clearly, and they all looked at the two in doubt, not knowing which one the two came from.

Not far from Master Ciyuan, a noble woman was very puzzled when she saw Yingfang floating on the stage, and also staring at a handsome young man who seemed to be the new peak master at Xuanlingmen. I thought to myself, what's wrong with Fang'er, she has never been interested in treasures, she just stepped on the Doubaotai, how could she look at a young man with that kind of eyes, could it be that they have an unusual relationship! Even if there is, it needs to be divided into occasions. The head of the Fangtian family, Palace Master Qinghua, watched Yingfang anxiously, for fear that this child would do something out of the ordinary.

The more worried, the more accidents would happen. Fang Tianyingfang stared at Liu Qianlang for a while, then turned around and walked towards Mr. Wenyang, and said with a smile: "I want to bet with you, I wonder if it is possible?" After finishing speaking, Gu Panshenfei He looked at Mr. Wenyang.

Mr. Wenyang had been sighing inwardly just now that Liu Qianlang was so blessed, that there was such a beautiful woman to greet her, but in a blink of an eye, such a beautiful woman turned to him, and was intoxicated by the beauty and the warmth of her daughter for a while. Among them, he didn't come back to his senses.

Seeing this, Fang Tian Yingfang repeated the words again. It was only now that Mr. Wenyang stabilized his mind, glanced around at the crowd, got up and asked awkwardly: "I don't know what the girl wants to bet with me?"