Ming Shenzong and Song Tingshu looked at each other, looking at each other, and they both secretly thought that if they expected this bald donkey to come in to help, nothing would be accomplished.
At that moment, Ming Shenzong said straight to the point, "Purgatory, we came here with the intention of stopping the war. Don't always keep saying that the demon plant is your ghost-slaying gate. It's just a lie to yourself." , why bother always bringing it out to make a fool of yourself. I later inquired about the relationship between the demon plant and the little thief, and the bystanders said that the demon plant was raised by the little thief, and they were very close. You couldn't rob the ghost plant, but instead Saying that the demonic plant is the object of your Ghost-Slaying Sect is such a false statement. You only need to say it once. If you say it too many times, it will put your reputation as a Ghost-Slaying Sect in vain."
Venerable Purgatory blushed, and just as he was about to show off, he saw Ming Shenzong waving his hands and saying, "To be honest, without you, the Ghost Slaughter Sect, wouldn't it be possible for us to take action against that little thief? I'm just here to prevent the two sides from hearing anything about it. Chang, if you start fighting again, you will always have the attitude that everyone owes you and is afraid of you, and everyone will use their own methods to fight if they want."
Venerable Purgatory's heart was boiling, his face was turning green and red, and he was furious with shame. But his reason told him that Ming Shenzong was telling the truth.
Obviously, the "demon plant is the thing of the Ghost Slayer Sect" can no longer suppress the three parties, and the quarrel broke out. Both sides used their own methods. No one of the three parties is weak compared to the Ghost Slayer Sect. With three enemies against one, how dare the Ghost Slayer Sect dare to Ensure you have the upper hand in dealing with the little thief.
If Ming Shenzong really succeeds, let alone being unable to kill the thieves with his own hands, the demonic plant will definitely be innocent. Unless he really makes up his mind and fights with three parties, the outcome is self-evident.
The situation is stronger than that of others, and the purgatory master has overwhelming anger, but he can only swallow it in his belly.
The middle-aged scribe laughed and said, "Mr. Ming's quick words are admirable, and he doesn't hide the truth. Even if the three of you don't come, I will send someone to invite you. Since the three of you are here, why don't you ask Mr. Ming to say something? When you talk about the regulations, I am here to listen attentively."
The middle-aged scribe understood clearly. Since the three Ming Shenzong people are here, they must have communicated thoroughly in private.
Ming Shenzong said, "Mr. Su is the happy man, so Ming said it straight away. Kill the little thief. We will work together with all parties to set up a killing trap, capture him alive, and hand him over to your noble family to kill or scrape. Please listen to your respect." That's right. As for the demon plant, there is only one part. It would be unsightly to divide it into four parts. Instead of you and me from all four parties, each bidding, the one with the highest price will share the golden ticket. I don't know whether Mr. Su thinks this method is fair. .”
The middle-aged scribe clasped his fists tightly and said, "It can't be fairer. Mr. Su admires Mr. Ming's plan very much."
"Purgatory. What do you think?" Ming Shenzong said.
Venerable Purgatory's face was as dark as water, and he was noncommittal, but he was actually convinced in his heart.
If you want to be stronger, the four parties are about the same strength. If there is a real quarrel, not to mention heavy losses, it will be a fight.
Ming Shenzong's method is to hand over the little thief and let him punish him, which is like losing his own skin. The dispute was resolved fairly and reasonably.
"No objection."
The middle-aged scribe expressed his position on his behalf.
Ming Shenzong said, "In that case, you and I can each bid." He said. Call the waiter to get the Four Treasures of the Study.
The middle-aged scribe asked, "Is it a secret mark?"
Song Tingshu laughed and said, "This method is elegant. Who am I, why should I imitate the inferiors who compete to bite each other? This method is fair and simple."
Not long after. The waiter brought pen and paper. Ming Shenzong, Shangshan Buddha, and Su Tingshu each had their own secrets, and they were all done with a single stroke.
The Venerable Purgatory and the middle-aged scribe communicated for a moment, and then wrote down numbers on the paper.
From all directions, the Ming Shen Sect bid the highest, with 20 million gold. The one closest to the Ming Shen Sect was the Ghost Slaughter Sect, with a bid of only 12 million gold.
The gap was so huge that the three parties were convinced of their defeat.
Indeed, although demonic plants are rare treasures, they each rely on different things. Taiyi Dao is the best at alchemy. Such a rare treasure of heaven and earth has the greatest effect on it. It is also unusual for him to be willing to pick it at an unusually high price.
The Ghost Slaughter Sect, Confucian Yu Sect, and Kuchanyuan didn't get nothing. They each made a little effort and got nearly seven million gold. They were all satisfied if they got a treasure.
At that moment, even Venerable Purgatory, who was in the worst mood, looked much better. He pretended not to care about the past, and joined everyone to congratulate the Ming Shen Sect.
After a moment of silence, Ming Shen Zong said, "As soon as the demon is implanted in your hand, the golden ticket will be given to you immediately. The top priority is whether we should discuss and come up with an appropriate way to lure the little thief into the trap. In any case, the little thief is now covered with a layer of tiger." Pi, I can't wait to make a move rashly. As for taking the road to Shenjing, it's really hard to save the fire that is far away. After all, killing the little thief is the cause, and obtaining the demon plant is the result. We must guard against long nights and dreams, so that The little thief let the demon plant go."
As soon as these words came out, everyone praised him for his kindness. After thinking about it for a moment, they couldn't figure out the right way. Only the middle-aged scribe twisted his beard and smiled.
Ming Shenzong's face was filled with joy, he cupped his fists and said, "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Su's divination is unparalleled, so he should teach me."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Mr. Ming, thank you for the award. This matter is hard to say and easy to say. The difficulty in killing the little thief lies in the identity of the little thief. If you want to kill him, assassination is not a good strategy. After all, before The scene that happened has caught the eyes of many people. If the little thief dies, there is no guarantee that the court will not assign this bad debt to us. Therefore, if the little thief wants to die, it is best to die in vain."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up. There was something in Ming Shenzong's hand, which was a folding fan. It was made of jade bones. There was a formation hidden on the handle of the fan. It was filled with light, flying dragons and phoenixes.
"This fan is called the Duobao Fan. It was acquired by Ming by chance. The dragon jade is the fan bone, the blood-soft gold is the fan surface, and there is a streamer array at the tail of the fan. This fan is a phoenix, refreshing and natural. It is the most refreshing. Ming I am a common man. I have heard for a long time that Mr. Su is a refined scholar of our time and that swords are given to heroes, so I gave this thing to Mr. Su."
Ming Shenzong said with a smile and handed the multi-treasure fan to Ming Shenzong.
He was decisive by nature, and when the middle-aged scribe showed off his skills, he could hear the elegant meaning of the stringed music.
Sure enough, the middle-aged scribe accepted the Duobao Fan unceremoniously and said with a smile, "Su is ashamed to accept this. If you want to let the little thief die in vain, how can you forget the Seven Evil Soul Monument."
"Seven Demonic Sounds!"
Ming Shenzong suddenly changed his color.
"exactly."
The middle-aged scholar nodded.
"This method of killing is too heavy. I am the Buddha who is merciful. It is good and good."
The Supreme Buddha kept chanting the name of the Buddha in a low voice.
"Wonderful!"
Song Tingshu glanced coldly at the round head of the Supreme Good Buddha, and folded his folding fan, "The seven demonic sounds came together, and the demons danced wildly. In the killing arena, the conductor who was watching the ceremony died in the chaos. , Gods and ghosts can’t complain, and Wang Ting can’t even think of saying anything.”
At this moment, an attendant in green clothes walked into the hall quickly and said, "War Sect Zhou Shirong wants to see you."
With a flick of the brush, everyone's faces changed. Lord Purgatory waved his sleeves and said, "Gone! A piece of fragrant dog meat, everyone's fucking eyeing it." To be continued.
