Urban Medical God

"Starting price: 600,000 Tiangong Dao Crystal!"

The Heavenly Palace Dao Crystal is the same as the Lost Dao Crystal in the Lost Land, but the subtle attributes are different.

The little monk Missi just glanced at it, then lowered his eyes again, still holding his cheek with his right hand. This time, his face almost lost its grip and fell on the table. His squinted eyes gave people the feeling of being extremely sleepy. .

"Six hundred thousand Tiangong Dao Crystals are really a money grab."

"Nine hundred thousand Heavenly Palace Dao Crystals!" At this moment, a well-dressed old man in black shouted. Everyone looked at the owner of the voice and saw the smiling eyes of the old man in black in the corner. There was a trace of expectation, and his bright smile condensed into a withered chrysanthemum. His gorgeous fur coat still couldn't hide his thin figure, giving people the look of being hollowed out.

"It turns out it's him, old man Wuhuan." Someone in the audience recognized the identity of the little old man.

"Old man Wuhuan? The one ranked 20th on the Lintian list?"

"Are there any other distinguished guests willing to increase the price?" the host continued to ask on the stage with a smile on his face.

"First time for nine hundred thousand Dao crystals!"

"Nine hundred thousand Dao Crystals for the second time!"

"Third among 900,000 Dao Crystals..."

"I offer 1.2 million!" A disembodied voice came, causing the atmosphere in the auction venue to freeze instantly. Even Missi who was present stopped looking like she was sleepy. perform

Old man Wu Huan looked at the direction of the voice with a ferocious expression, but after taking a look at the private room, he quickly retracted his gaze, carefully lowered his head, and remained silent.

Tianzihao private rooms, there are only a few of them in this auction.

The identity of the owner of that ethereal female voice just now was revealed!

Tiangong Divine Cult!

After the host inquired for a while, no one increased the price.

"Congratulations on winning the auction item in Tianzihao Private Room - Yun Shen does not know the place. Please go to the backstage to collect it after the auction ends."

"The next lot is the second item——"

In the Tianzihao box, Xiao Xin frowned, "Yuzhi, don't forget what the master told you when you came here this time. That thing must be returned to Qianye Buddhism in the Sumeru Realm! Otherwise, you and I will be infected with the cause and effect. It’s all uncomfortable!”

The descendant of the Tiangong Divine Cult smiled softly and said, "Sister Xin, don't worry!"

"I'll go back as soon as I take pictures, without missing a moment. By the way, I don't know where Yun Shen is, I'm giving this to you, be happy!"

Wu Yuzhi's big eyes blinked, as if she was trying to please the youngest elder of the Tiangong Divine Cult.

"You?" Xiao Xin was speechless for a while, and could only shake her head and smile bitterly.

"The next auction item is a sacred object of the Buddhist clan: the Demon-Conquering Pestle!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Missi put away her previous joking expression and looked seriously at the box of that day's size. The flying sword flashed in her hand and the figure disappeared.

A moment later, Xiao Xin came with a flying sword letter and handed it to the successor of the Tiangong Divine Sect. After a while, Wu Yuzhi crushed the thing in her hand and said lightly to Xiao Xin: "I understand!"

"This Buddhist sacred object does not come from Qianye Buddhism, but was brought out from an ancient ruins by our Cangjin Tower Royal Realm Master. It contains Buddha's blood! You can imagine what kind of secrets it hid back then! Anyone who gets this treasure can understand its secrets!"

"Starting price: one million Dao Crystals!"

Everyone present looked at each other, looking left and right. They were all human beings with hair and beard!

Buddha object? Secret?

However, many people present showed interest in it, but did not bid.

"Two million Dao crystals!"

The person who made the bid was someone no one expected—the successor of the Tiangong Divine Sect.

"My respected master had some connection with Qianye Buddha when he was young. Now I heard that Qianye Buddha passed away, and I was very sad! Therefore, collecting this object and giving it to Qianye Buddha can be regarded as repaying the last kindness! I hope all the seniors present can be considerate. , fulfill the junior’s wish!” Wu Yuzhi’s sad voice spread throughout the audience.

When everyone heard this, they were all solemn and respectful!

"That's it! We are deeply ashamed of this! I am willing to give this thing to the Tiangong Divine Sect!" A tall man with stubble all over his face said loudly.

Someone took the lead, and the others gave in one after another. If they competed at this time, they would be criticized by public opinion.

As expected at the venue, Wu Yuzhi bought the Buddhist sacred object for two million.

"Please show up to see Venerable Mixi. Today, I will take the decision on behalf of the master and give his sacred objects to Venerable Mixi as a token of my gratitude!" Wu Yuzhi came out of the private room and asked with blinking eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed out with subtle and quick movements. He immediately raised his head seriously and quickly formed the Amitabha Seal with his hands.

Wearing a plain white cassock, only a simple and obscure inscription was outlined with fine gold thread on the chest. The moment the young monk raised his head and looked directly at the crowd, a few fragrant scars on his forehead that were not noticeable at first overflowed in an instant. With a faint crystal blue light, the whole person was shrouded in a layer of holy light, and for a moment no one could see his true appearance!

"Amitofu!"

Mixi's clear voice finally spoke: "My master's calamity is also his own calamity! Since then, there has been no Qianye Buddha in the world, but the cause and effect remains everywhere. The young monk owes the great righteousness of the Tiangong Divine Sect and is extremely grateful. Amitabha !”

"Venerable Mixi is serious! This is my master's wish. I hope that Qianye Buddhism will prosper for hundreds of generations and bring blessings to the world!" Wu Yuzhi bowed and said softly.

"Your Majesty, please accept this thing!" Wu Yuzhi begged again.

"Forget it, this is a holy thing that reveals demons, so I will take it back to the Purple Bamboo Forest to suppress it!" After saying that, he took the demon-subduing pestle from Wu Yuzhi's hands and said slowly, "Amitabha!"

"The auction is not over yet. Your Majesty, please excuse me. We will not bother you anymore," Wu Yuzhi said respectfully again.

Missi nodded slightly and walked away.

After the host on the stage was stunned for a short time, he came back to his senses in an instant, smiled and said: "Today I admire the face of Master Mixi, it is really shocking, I forgot the time, the auction continues..."

"The intention of the leader is to give it as a gift after taking the picture. Why would this descendant of Qianye Buddhism come here in person?" Xiao Xin frowned, sensing something strange.

But Wu Yuzhi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I have seen the Venerable Mixi before, and the gift saves us the trouble of traveling and traveling. Let's turn back now."

"The cause and effect is over, I'm going to retreat and make a breakthrough!" The words of the successor of the Tiangong Divine Cult made Xiao Xin's eyes light up, and the two of them left the venue.

The screen rotates.

At this moment, in the plain at the foot of the mountain, Yu Qingyin's expression gradually became unbearable. With a flash of the long sword in his hand, he prepared to forcefully break through the mountain gate.

"How dare you, little Xiao Fang, to come to the land of our Tiangong Divine Cult and act so arrogantly!" He said before anyone arrived.

A powerful shout came, and from the mountains in the distance, a figure came galloping towards him. In just one breath, the void fluctuated and he was already in front of Ye Chen and others.