Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the early morning of the following day, when the sun fell on Ziyang City, a dash of Buddha light accompanied the thought of the sunrise and landed in Ziyang City.

Buddha's light spreads like a lotus flower, revealing a white monk who is not stained with dust. He looks handsome and clean, like a green lotus extraordinary and unusual.

If it is a crowded place, he may stop making noise immediately because of his presence, he is born calm and can infect the world.

But unfortunately, where he left off was the ruined street where the idle cloud tower was located.

The intense smell of blood has not yet dispersed, which is already the famous ghost street of Ziyang City. Legend has it that in the middle of the night, you can hear ghosts and wolves howling, the sound of misery, no one even wants to clean up the body.

The flourishes fade away, leaving behind, indelible blood, and bare bones after being pecked by vultures.

The monk in white held a Buddha's bead in his hand, his deep, pitch-black eyes swept across all sides.

A moment later, his eyes closed and his right hand stamped Buddha's Gate with mercy and his left hand turned to Buddha's beads.

The holy Buddha's light emanates from him as if it were a peaceful holy light.

Bleeding air was swept away by the light and expelled immediately. Bloody air, refreshed, a corpse with white luminescence.

Shh shh shh shh!

The unjust soul of countless corpses, turned into merit, fell into his body, and when he opened his eyes, there was a bright and unblemished glow.

Make those eyes look deeper and more holy.

With his right hand flattened, his soft, white fingers changed, and the sad Heavenly Man was printed as Buddha's seal in the present world.

The images that had been witnessed by the unjust soul appeared, flashing and extinguishing in the broken street.

Soon he found the image he needed.

It was Xiao Chen's battle with the crowds, killing enemies in succession.

The scene changed again, and Rohan in black was escorted by a group of people, kneeling on the ground, beating constantly, enduring all kinds of torture, not saying a word.

On the other side, Aunt Bai and the three old men, quickly negotiated and decided to sell it.

When he knew where the dragon was coming from, the corner of his mouth revealed a slight smile and his expression was quite interesting.

“Spread out!”

The monk in white, whispering, had just been sucked into his body, had washed away the evil soul of sin and turned into a light shadow and flew out of his body.

Instead of asking for these pure wrongs and the virtues of their transformation, he freed them.

If the Buddhist people were here, they would be surprised.

Buddhist practitioners seek only merit and faith. In this way, he does not want merit, pro bono degrading others, what do they want?

Only if you look closely will you find that as those souls depart.

His eyes, and his flesh, as if they had been washed again, became purer and more peaceful.

“Unfortunately, such a good opportunity was missed. ”

The monk in white sighed lightly and turned into a Buddhist light, disappearing here.

The old shady, bloody, broken streets were refreshing, like a new place, full of joy and prosperity.

Today is the day of the auction of Dayuan Danzheng by Ziyun Pavilion. After a day of fermentation, the news has already caused a huge sensation throughout Ziyang City.

The slave trade is not unknown, but the people of Ziyang City, who can auction the Grand Yuan Dan realm, are unheard of and unseen.

Imagine if there was a grand pride in the Dan kingdom to enslave, it really wouldn't be too much fun.

Almost all the great and mighty men of the city have arrived, ready to bid for a great number of Spirit Jades.

More, watch the lively martial artist.

Can't afford it, open your eyes, see how lively it is, still okay.

Moreover, rumor has it that this black Rohan is closely related to Xiao Chen, and this auction is a joint event of the three great sects and Ziyun Cabinet.

Wanted to wait for Xiao Chen to show up and let him throw himself into the net.

Based on Xiao Chen guarding the idle cloud tower for his friends, many people speculated about the events of the Second World War.

Even if he knew it was a fire pit, a trap, Xiao Chen would definitely come.

No reason, just because he is Xiao Chen, this is in Ziyang City but stayed for a few short days. But the name of Xiao Chen in White was passed on to everyone. Most people who watched the bustle actually came for him.

In the upper corner of the purple cloud tower, Aunt Bai, the moon burning section, the ice and snow hills, the three elders of the wind chase tower, looking down, everyone in the lobby will see clearly.

“Damn, that guy, he hasn't shown up yet.” The old man in Ice and Snow Hills White Robe frowned and was a little impatient.

"'Don't worry, he'll show up,' said the old man in green. 'But he'll be able to escape our ears and eyes. If it were so easy for us to find him, he wouldn't be Xiao Chen either. ”

"As soon as the boy shows up, this purple cloud court will be his burial place," said the beautiful woman's white aunt, biting her teeth. “I have sent all the experts of the purple cloud court out to hide everywhere. ”

In addition to this, the three great sects have been redeployed and redeployed from the sects to become masters.

Not only is the purple cloud cabinet full of people, but even the disciples of the various gates outside the purple cloud cabinet lurk in secret.

As long as Xiao Chen shows up, he will not escape. This is a necessarily dead end.

“Start the auction, I don't believe it, he won't come out.” The old man who burned the red clothes of the Moon Sect coldly said.

White nodded and made a gesture, and someone began to roll up in the dark immediately.

Everything is being implemented as planned, orderly and swift.

Soon, the black robot was pushed out, strapped all over the chain, and appeared on the booth in a humiliating manner.

Wow!

The crowd immediately boiled, and all sorts of shouting went on and on.

It is really a great honor of the Great Yuan Dan Realm. Purple Cloud Pavilion propaganda is not false. Suddenly, many potential buyers moved their hearts.

The auction host laughed: "As we all know, today is my big day at Purple Cloud Pavilion, and this esteemed man tied to the booth will be auctioned. ”

“Please don't worry about security. The high people at the three main gates have been banned from his body. If he resists slightly, he will blow himself up. Whoever is his master will rule his life and death, and he will not accept it. ”

“My Purple Cloud Pavilion has always had a great reputation, you can rest assured, bid! ”

Under the moderator's introduction, the site quickly entered the quotation phase, and the price soared all the way, making people feel the enthusiasm and commitment of the bidder.

But the four people on top of the top level, their faces are a little different and difficult to look at, because the wind is still calm and Xiao Chen still hasn't appeared.

And that's when a white figure came outside the purple cloud.

He stood outside the street, dressed in great style, attacked a white monk's coat and a handsome face, with a gentle and peaceful atmosphere that attracted the attention of everyone on the street.

“What a handsome monk!” There are many women, even attracted by this face, who cannot bear to whisper praise.

See its charm and how powerful it is.

The white monk, looking at the purple cloud court, deeply eyed and thought-provoking, makes no one know what he wants to do.

Suddenly, he reached out his right hand, his palms facing down, his index finger bent with his middle finger, and the Buddha bead hung on his two fingers, forming a subtle fingerprint.

White as jade, undyed hands, full of soft beauty, all eyes set upon the white right hand.

Attracted by the subtle handprint, he couldn't turn his eyes.

Suddenly, a golden markings burst out of the hand.

loud sound, in the infinite golden Buddhist light, the vast area, the ancient atmospheric purple cloud cabinet, instantly collapsed.

And the people inside, moments before the collapse, were still excited about the quote, the senior Aunt Bai and others, were still anxiously waiting.

Without any sign, the purple cloud court collapsed into a rubble with countless deaths and injuries.

Countless bodies were blown to pieces, ejected in the air, in golden Buddha light, bloody rain, broken limbs, swept up and down, and eyes were chaotic.

The people around Purple Cloud Pavilion looked stunned and their brains were instantly short-circuited. They could not turn at all, and the next moment they were flown out by aftershocks.

The monk in white stopped and his lips twitched gently, reciting scripture. Black-clothed Rohan buried in the ruins, restraint in the body, as the scriptures came out, the path unraveled together.

“Who are you? ”

The four white aunts fell out of the sky in shock and anger, surrounding the monks in white clothes. They could see that each of them had a little blood stain on their mouths and a pale face.

The monk in white smiled slightly and stopped reciting the scriptures, softly saying: "The Black Lotus Son, Mingxuan. ”

The elders of the three gates, as well as the white aunt's face changed dramatically at the same time, her expression constantly changed, surprised, surprised, frightened, panicked, can be called wonderful.

Surrounded by the monks in white, they loosened uncontrollably, stepped back, feared in their hearts, and exited.

“Death!”

But now I want to leave, but it is too late, a black figure in the ruins, with the sky Fredwig popping out. Shouted, grabbed the black chain and killed the past towards four people.