Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After hearing the words of Tianxin Buddhist, Miaoshui's expression remained indifferent. She glanced at Long Shisan, who was still hesitating beside her, and sneered: "Although I am a woman, not everyone can bully me. God will not If you take it, you will be punished. The treasure is right in front of you. If I don't take it, wouldn't I be living up to this opportunity given by God?"

Long Shisan was still hesitant at first, but when he heard the words of Master Miaoshui, his eyes instantly became firm.

"Master Yimei, this relic has an important role for Long. Please forgive Long for wanting to compete." Long Shisan said in a deep voice.

After hearing the words of Master Miaoshui and Long Shisan, Master Yimei's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at Tianxin Buddhist, then spread his hands and said: "Venerable Sir, both of them disagree, and I don't agree either." There is no way."

In the crowd, seeing the dispute between the three major sects and the Tianxin Buddhist disciples over the distribution of relics, Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a bright color.

It would be best if all three families were to fight. Only in this way will he have a chance.

Compared with the elders of the three major sects, Zhang Yifeng's current cultivation level is still very weak. If the three major sects have discussed the distribution of the relics and reached an agreement, he will have no chance of obtaining the relics.

Only when there are differences and conflicts among the three major sects, leading to violent conflicts, can he fish in troubled waters.

"disagree?"

Tianxin Buddhist frowned. He glanced at Master Miaoshui and Long Shisan with cold eyes, and after a long pause, he said: "Since you all don't agree, then let's each rely on our own abilities. Whoever can get the relic belongs to whom."

"That's very good."

Long Shisan and Master Miaoshui both laughed and agreed very much with what Tianxin Buddhist said.

At this time, Master Yimei spoke again: "Then we will make an agreement. No matter which party gets the relics in the golden old man's body, the sect he belongs to will not get involved in the other eight relics. I don't know what you think. ?”

Long Shisan and Master Miaoshui both nodded. If they can get the best one, they will naturally not offend the public and covet the relics of the eight golden Arhats.

"What about the casual cultivators, how should they be distributed?" Long Shisan suddenly said.

Master Yimei sneered and said: "There are only nine relics here. We don't have enough, so how can we get their turn? Besides, they have already gained a lot before, so they should be satisfied."

When Long Shisan and others heard this, they all nodded in agreement.

In their view, it is enough that their own interests can be guaranteed. As for the casual cultivators, no one will care about their gains and losses.

"But how can we get these relics?" Long Shisan asked again.

Tianxin Buddhist glanced at the mechanism that appeared on the high platform, his eyes were a little solemn. He pondered for a while and said: "The owner of the pagoda must have left a powerful method here before his death to prevent the relics from being taken away by others. If it is not broken, The means left by the pagoda owner, if we take the relics by force, will definitely cause huge casualties."

"What should we do?"

Tianxin Buddhist thought for a moment and was about to speak. At this moment, the casual monks who had retreated seemed unable to bear the temptation of the relics, and more than ten people jumped up to the high platform.

Seeing this scene, a cold smile appeared in Tianxin Buddha's eyes.

"It seems that someone has helped us deal with the methods left by the pagoda owner."

Hearing this, Long Shisan and others looked towards the high platform with a smile in their eyes. These casual cultivators are really stupid. They think they can get the golden Arhat and the relics in the old man's body from the high platform?

Sure enough, several rays of light appeared on the high platform, and the light turned into dozens of flying knives, killing seven casual cultivators in an instant!

After a burst of screams, only nine of the monks who had jumped onto the high platform were left.

"Quickly, take the relics and leave here!"

Among the nine people, no one knew who said something, and the others all reacted and instantly rushed towards the golden Arhat closest to them.

boom!

A monk reached out his hand towards Arhat, but when he was less than three inches away from Arhat, his body suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, five of the remaining eight monks also exploded into a ball of blood mist, while the other three unexpectedly took out the relics from the body of the golden Arhat.

Although the three relics were not as big as the one in the middle old man's body, they were much better than what they had obtained before.

As soon as the three surviving monks succeeded, they immediately jumped off the high platform.

Unfortunately, even if you are lucky enough to get it, how can you escape?

As soon as the three monks jumped off the high platform, they were immediately surrounded by other monks, and everyone looked at them with cold eyes.

"Hand over the relic!"

"Yes, hand over the relic! I can still avoid your death."

...A group of monks looked at the three people greedily, with murderous intent emerging in their eyes. Many monks were even eager to try. It seemed that as long as the three monks refused, they would not hesitate to step forward to snatch it.

These three people were quite tough. Faced with the pressure from everyone, their eyes showed a ruthless look.

"Hmph, we paid for this with our lives. If you want it, come and grab it if you have the ability!" One of the monks said with a sinister look on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a long knife appeared in the monk's hand, and a powerful aura burst out from his body, making people look at him with suspicion.

Feeling the powerful momentum coming from the monk, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and the timid among them even began to retreat silently.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Everyone, wealth is in danger. There are still six relics on the high platform. Why don't we try hard? Maybe good luck will fall on us."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and looked at the remaining five golden Arhats and the old man in the middle on the high platform. They only hesitated briefly for a moment, and then they all rushed up to the high platform.

"idiot."

Among the crowd, Zhang Yifeng did not rush forward with the casual cultivators, because he knew that even if he was lucky enough to get the relics from the high platform, the people from the three major sects would not let him leave alive with the relics. Moreover, the people from the three major sects want these casual cultivators to be used as cannon fodder.

This is indeed the case. Master Yimei and others looked at the swarming of casual cultivators, without showing any anxiety in their eyes, nor did they have the slightest intention to stop them.

"When those casual cultivators are almost dead, it's time for us to take action." Master Yimei said with a smile to Long Shisan and others.

Strong people don't care about the life or death of casual cultivators at all. In their eyes, these casual cultivators are just a group of extremely stupid people. The only value of their existence is to remove obstacles for them and act as cannon fodder.