There was a lot of noise in the auction room. The three people on the stage still didn't seem to feel the danger. This makes people who are interested can't help but wonder. This is the ghost world, and those with such a mind may not even be able to enter the gate of Fengdu City before being eaten alive.
Everyone had heard before that these three corpse monks actually beheaded Yuan Wentai. Who knows what kind of people the Yuan brothers are?
Third-level Yan Ke's expression also changed slightly. Obviously what the three ants below did was too stupid.
"Could it be that they..."
Yan Ke had a guess in his mind. A power as thin as a gossamer emitted from his fingertips and slowly floated towards the auction table below. This force finally penetrated into the sarcophagus along the gap behind Lan Xiaoyu.
After a while, Yan Ke thought to himself, "It's too ordinary!"
Situ Jing didn't test it any further. "Okay, this soul bead is yours."
Both parties immediately exchanged items.
Tian Heng held the soul bead in his hand, and a feeling of sadness surged into his heart.
"Brother Feng, we got the Huizhu."
The three of them got the beads without spending much time on the auction stage. Shi Shiran walked outside the Ghost King Pavilion.
The crowd below naturally made way for the three of them. In the eyes of others, three corpse path monks are like three plates of walking delicacies.
The three of them walked out of the Ghost King Pavilion and looked at each other.
Tian Heng's lips moved slightly and he whispered: "Success or failure depends on this one move."
The three of them started flying south at low altitude at full speed. Occasionally, they would be bothered by an imp, but Tian Heng would casually throw the talisman to repel the imp, without slowing down at all.
Surprisingly, until they flew through the entire Fengdu City, they did not encounter any pursuing monks. A large stone door is in front of you. Go through this stone door. You can enter the real ghost world.
Lan Xiaoyu said: "It seems they are waiting for us in the ghost world."
Mu Yu stared at the dark stone door. He said in a deep voice: "You will know the dragon's pond and tiger's den if you break through it."
"Walk!"
The three people turned into three streams of light and rushed into the ghost world.
A strong yin energy hit his face. Mu Yu and Tian Heng's intuitive feeling is that this is a different world without light and temperature.
The strong wind roared in people's ears, and the sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves. At a glance, there are only endless rock ravines in the space. In the ghost world, it is difficult to find even a living plant.
A rumbling sound sounded behind the three of them. The time has come and the gate of Fengdu City is closed.
Several powerful auras approached the three people from different directions.
"It came so quickly."
Lan Xiaoyu's voice fell. Then I heard a woman whisper softly: "You guys came too late."
Oncoming was the beautiful Situ Jing.
Lan Xiaoyu said: "I didn't expect that the Young Pavilion Master would come in person. He really gave the three of us a lot of face."
"It's a very important matter. If I don't come, something might go wrong. There's no need for us to take action. The three of you will go directly back to the Ghost King Sect with me. My father has something to ask you."
After hearing this, the three corpse monks slowly lowered the sarcophagus behind them.
"Oh?" Situ Jing chuckled and glanced over Tian Heng imperceptibly. "I want to live."
Several figures rushed to the three of them in an instant.
The lids of the three sarcophagi also burst open in an instant.
"The corpse will not rot for thousands of years!"
The moment Sister Zhi and Brother Zhi appeared, all the monks from the ghost world were immediately put off. In the darkness, countless pairs of eyes glowed.
The pupils in Situ Jing's eyes also shrank suddenly. "Thousand-year-old zombies, you three really have some background! It's a pity that your cultivation level is too low. Get it for me!"
At this very moment. Suddenly there was loud laughter.
"Hahaha, Jing'er, my Jing'er..."
A black wind quickly enveloped the three bodies in it.
Situ Jing's expression changed drastically. She knew exactly who it was.
"No! Daddy, save me!" Situ Jing yelled in fear.
The next moment, the black wind had rolled up her body. A great monk from the ghost world was suppressed by this black wind and was unable to fight back. Situ Jing didn't even have time to release his ghost servant!
"Quickly send a message to the Pavilion Master. The Black Wind Old Demon has kidnapped the Young Pavilion Master!"
Within the territory of Dongtu.
Three people and a chicken were walking slowly in the busy city. This pairing is nothing short of strange. The return rate is as high as 100%.
Monk Chenyuan was not troubled by traveling with two lay disciples. Quite the opposite. Now his heart is very free and clear.
Not long ago, Chen Yuan's conversation with his master at the Golden Summit of Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain solved the knot in his heart.
It turns out that it is not because my relationship with Buddha is too shallow that I am not qualified to set foot on the seventh floor of the pagoda.
The ancient heavenly solution is the law of the great road. Taoism and Buddhism are very different systems, so Buddhist disciples cannot master the complete ancient heavenly solution. Even the Wuya Golden Buddha is about to be counterattacked by the ancient heavenly solution. Chen Yuan asked himself, how could he be qualified to be compared with Master Wuya?
Previously, in order to climb the pagoda, Chen Yuan traveled to the Western Regions to spread the Dharma, thinking that he could accumulate merit for saving the world. Unexpectedly, this move was a big mistake. This trip to Southern Xinjiang to quell the beast tide was his master's opportunity to make amends for his past mistakes.
After being far away from Wanfo Mountain, Li Jiang'er was in a good mood, "Master, I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to go to Southern Xinjiang. I heard that the scenery in Southern Xinjiang is beautiful and there are so many beautiful women."
Sun Dakui said calmly: "I haven't been there, so I don't know."
Sun Dakui didn't want to leave Wanfo Mountain. He didn't like the days of wandering around. Originally, he planned to settle down on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain. Practice hard for a while. Then he went down the mountain to look for Qi Daozi. Unexpectedly, he was driven down the mountain by the eminent monks of Wanfo Mountain so quickly.
Chen Yuan said: "Senior brother Dakui. Master must have a deep meaning in letting you go with me. Maybe the person you are looking for is in southern Xinjiang."
Li Jiang'er said: "Yes, Master, don't be so sad. There are many interesting places in the world. On the Golden Summit, we can only eat those clear soups and little water every day. I have long wanted to go down the mountain."
Sun Dakui still said nothing. Preoccupied.
Li Jiang'er also wanted to comfort him, but happened to see a large restaurant in front of him. His saliva flowed out involuntarily.
"Hey, we found the restaurant. Master, we can finally have a big meal."
Monk Chenyuan recited the Buddha's name.
The three of them had agreed before that after finding the restaurant, the two lay disciples could go in to satisfy their cravings. But the holy monk from Chenyuan will never break the precepts.
So, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged outside the restaurant. After the chicken crowed loudly, it also lay down next to Chenyuan.
Sun Dakui and Li Jianger ordered a table full of wine and meat. It just hasn't started yet. They are attracted by the conversations of other diners.
I heard that not long ago, there was a big war in the Central Plains. Pei Feng, the master of the Emotional Valley, led a group of demon cultivators to level a small Taoist gate. This orphan from the God clan fought three gods together in the sky above Tianyan Sect, and finally died in the hands of the giant of cultivation.
All the diners narrated this major event in the world of cultivation with their words.
As the story gradually matures. Sun Dakui and Li Jianger's faces became increasingly ugly.
In the end, the table full of delicious food was not eaten by the two diners.
Sun Dakui rushed out of the restaurant.
Saint Monk Chenyuan was already waiting at the door. Naturally, the conversations of the diners fell on Chen Yuan's ears.
"Are you going to the wild forest?"
Sun Dakui nodded heavily.
"I'm going with my two senior brothers."
