The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6686: The cause and effect of the past (six more)

"The starting price: 600,000 Tiangong Daojing!"

The Heavenly Palace Daojing is the same as the Lost Daojing of the Lost Land, but with slightly different attributes.

The little monk Missi just glanced, then lowered his eyes again, still with his right hand on his cheek, this time, his face almost fell on the table, and his squinted eyes made people sleepy No feeling.

"600,000 Heavenly Palace Daojing, what a steal."

"900,000 Heavenly Palace Daojing!" At this moment, a well-dressed old man in black called out, and everyone followed the owner of the voice, only to see the smiling eyes of the old man in black in the corner There was a hint of hope, and the bright smile condensed into a withered chrysanthemum. Under the gorgeous fur coat, he still couldn't hide his thin figure, giving him the appearance of being hollowed out.

"It turned out to be him, the old man Wuhuan." Someone in the audience recognized the identity of the little old man.

"The old man without joy? The one who ranks 20th on the Lintian list?"

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

"Nine hundred thousand Daojing for the first time!"

"The second time of 900,000 Daojing!"

"Nine hundred thousand Daojing third..."

"I'll give you 1.2 million!" An ethereal voice came, causing the atmosphere of the auction venue to freeze instantly, and even Missy who was present put away his sleepy appearance.

The old man Wuhuan looked grimly in the direction of the voice, but after taking a look at the private room, he quickly retracted his gaze, lowered his head cautiously, and remained silent.

There are only a few private rooms in this auction.

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

Heavenly Temple!

After the host made a series of inquiries, no one raised the price.

“Congratulations to the Tianzihao private room for getting the auction item—Yunshen doesn’t know where to go, please go to the backstage to collect it after this auction ends.”

"Next second lot-"

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In the Tianzi box, Xiao Xin frowned, "Yuzhi, don't forget to come here this time, the things that the headmaster explained, that stuff must be returned to the Qianye Buddhist Sect in the Sumeru Realm! Otherwise, it will be stained with cause and effect. , you and I are not feeling well!"

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

"You can go back after you take a photo, without a moment's delay. By the way, I don't know where this cloud is. It's a gift for you, so be happy!"

Wu Yuzhi's big eyes blinked, as if to please the youngest elder of this Heavenly Palace God Sect.

"You..." Xiao Xin was speechless for a while, so she shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"The next lot, the sacred object of the Buddhist family: the pestle!"

As soon as the words fell, Misi put away the joking look before, and looked at the box of the name that day, the flying sword in his hand flashed, and the figure disappeared.

A moment later, Xiao Xin came with a flying sword and handed it to the descendant of the Heavenly Palace Divine Sect. After a while, Wu Yuzhi crushed what was in her hand and said lightly to Xiao Xin, "I understand. !”

"This Buddhist sacred object did not come from the Buddhist gate of Qianye, but was brought out from an ancient ruin by the Imperial Master of the Golden Tower, which contains the blood of Buddha! It is conceivable what it was hiding back then. The secret! Those who have obtained this treasure will be able to understand the mystery as much as possible!"

"Starting Bid: One Million Dao Crystals!"

Everyone present is looking at each other, looking left and right, they are all people in the world with beard and hair!

Buddha? Secret?

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

"Two million crystals!"

No one would have thought of the one who opened the bid - a descendant of the Heavenly Palace.

"Zun Shi had a little relationship with Qianye Buddha when he was young, and now I heard that Qianye Buddha passed away, and I was very sad! Therefore, collecting this thing and giving it to Qianye Buddha can be regarded as the last kind of kindness! I also hope everyone present. Seniors can Haihan and fulfill the wishes of juniors!" Wu Yuzhi's sad voice spread throughout the audience.

When everyone heard the words, they were all solemn and respectful!

"That's it! I am deeply ashamed of this! This thing is willing to give up to the Heavenly Palace Divine Sect!" A tall and strong man with a face full of stubble said loudly.

Someone took the lead, and the rest also made concessions. If they compete at this time, they will be criticized by public opinion.

There is no accident in the venue, Wu Yuzhi bought the Buddhist sacred object for 2 million.

"Please come and see the Venerable Misi. Today, I will act as the master and give his holy relic to the Venerable Misi to express my heart!" Wu Yuzhi came out of the private room and asked with blinking eyes.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed out with a subtle and rapid movement, and immediately raised his head, his hands quickly formed a seal - Amitabha received the seal.

Wearing a plain white cassock, only a simple and obscure inscription was drawn on the chest with fine gold thread. The moment the little monk looked up at the crowd, the originally inconspicuous scars on his forehead instantly disappeared. A faint crystal blue brilliance overflowed, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of holy brilliance, and no one could see its true face for a while!

"Amitabha!"

Mixi's clear voice finally opened his mouth: "My teacher's calamity is also his calamity! Since then, there has been no Chiba Buddha in the world, but there are still cause and effect everywhere, and the little monk is very grateful to the righteousness of the Heavenly Palace. Thank you, Amitabha!"

"The venerable Mixi is serious! This is the wish of my teacher, I look forward to the prosperity of Qianye Buddhism! Bless the world!" Wu Yuzhi bowed and said softly.

"This thing, please be sure to accept it!" Wu Yuzhi pleaded again.

"Even if this thing is a holy demon, I will bring it back to the Purple Bamboo Forest to suppress it!" After that, he took the demon-destroying pestle that Wu Yuzhi offered in both hands, and slowly recited, "Amitabha!"

"The auction is not over yet, Your Excellency, please do it, I will stop bothering Your Excellency." Wu Yuzhi respectfully said again.

Mixi nodded slightly and drifted away.

After a brief stupor on the stage, the host on the stage also recovered in an instant. He smiled and said, "Today I look at Venerable Mixi's face, it is really shocking, I forgot the time, the auction will continue..."

"The meaning of the headmaster is to give it after taking the picture. Why did this Qianye Buddhist descendant come here in person?" Xiao Xin frowned, feeling the strangeness of it.

Wu Yuzhi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I have seen Venerable Mixi before, and the gift also saves the hassle of traveling, so let's go back..."

"Cause and effect are over, I'm going to retreat and break through!" The words of the successor of Tiangong Divine Sect made Xiao Xin's eyes light up, and the two figures left the venue.

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The screen rotates.

At the moment on the plains below the mountain, Yu Qingyin's expression gradually became unbearable. With a sway of the long sword in her hand, she made a move to force her way through the mountain gate.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, dare to come to the place of my Heavenly Palace to be presumptuous!" Before anyone arrived, he said first.

A vigorous shouting sound came, and on the distant mountain, a figure galloped forward. It was only a breath, and the void was fluctuating, and it had reached Ye Chen and others.