"Fuck!"
"Who is this mysterious tycoon in the No. 1 box? He doesn't even give face to the Zen sect."
"Not only that, what he just said seemed to mean hanging the head of the Zen master on the gate of Zen Buddhism, right?"
"Do you think this person is the one from the palace? Apart from that person, I can't think of anyone else who would dare to speak to the Zen master in this way."
"It shouldn't be that bad!!!"
In the hall, the people who talked about this couldn't help but look at each other, and then shuddered inexplicably.
If the mysterious rich man in the No. 1 box is that person, then it will be a lot of fun.
"Indra?"
"If the mysterious man in the No. 1 Tianzi box is really Emperor Shitian, then this mysterious stone tablet must have fallen into his hands long ago."
Kongwen had long been well aware of Indra's domineering character.
If Indra was present, there would be no way the price of this stone tablet would be called out a second time.
"Amitabha!"
"Master, let's give up on this mysterious stone tablet."
"Regardless of whether the mysterious man in the No. 1 Tianzi box is really Emperor Shitian, there is no need for us to offend him for a mysterious stone tablet whose function is unknown."
In the No. 3 box, a handsome young monk sat cross-legged on the ground.
In his hand, he held a spirit crystal filled with spiritual energy.
As the internal skills in his body began to work, visible spiritual energy overflowed from the spirit crystal and was absorbed into his body.
"Besides, the price of four million spirit stones is indeed a bit excessive."
“…”
Hearing Linghui's last words, Kongwen's hand holding the Buddhist beads trembled slightly.
This is probably what you really want to say.
"Linghui, take a break."
"Yes, Master!"
The clever little monk?
This handsome young monk turned out to be the young monk Linghui who participated in the Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition three years ago.
Judging from the fluctuating aura around him, he had already entered the Grandmaster realm.
The reason why he appeared here was to supervise this master who loved to spend money.
Looking at Linghui who was still tightly holding the spirit crystal in his right hand, Kongwen sighed softly.
"Linghui, you must remember that the core of my Zen martial arts is Zen."
"Although your current cultivation has improved rapidly, you have overlooked the core of my Zen martial arts."
"If you can't adjust your mindset and calm yourself down to gain enlightenment and meditate, then your journey to martial arts will basically end here."
"Yes, thank you, Master!"
In response to her master's teachings, Linghui bowed respectfully.
He knew that he was indeed a little too hasty.
"Yeah, not bad."
Looking at Linghui who had put the spirit crystals into his arms, Kongwen nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Disciple, I need four hundred spirit crystals now!"
“…”
Linghui rolled her eyes silently in her heart, feeling like crying but unable to do so.
No wonder the master suddenly started to give him instructions, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.
"Master, these are four hundred spirit crystals, not four hundred spirit stones."
"If you continue to spend money recklessly like this, I will beat you to death when I get back."
Linghui sighed slightly, feeling quite helpless.
This is not the first time that this master has spent money recklessly. Every time he does, he buys some strange and bizarre things.
The Zen patriarch, Kongwen's master, had taught Kongwen several times, but with little effect.
If the Zen master had not been in seclusion at the Wancheng Auction in Qiyang City, Kongwen would never have had the chance to attend the auction.
In order to prevent Kongwen from buying things indiscriminately again and delaying his work, they specially asked Linghui to be the supervisor to supervise his master.
"Amitabha!"
"I have calculated with my fingers that although this object has a connection with my Zen Buddhism, it is ultimately not meant to be."
"Never mind, let it be!"
Thinking of the old ancestor's teachings to him, Kongwen couldn't help but shudder and silently turned the Buddhist beads in his hand.
"Four million spirit stones for the first time, is there a higher price?"
After taking a look at the quiet box No. 3, Qian Ruhai silently raised the auction hammer in his hand.
"Four million spirit stones for the second time. Is there a higher price?"
"If not, then this mysterious stone tablet belongs to the VIP guest in our No. 1 box."
After silently glancing at the various private rooms that remained indifferent, Qian Ruhai knew that the price of this mysterious stone tablet had reached its ceiling.
"Four million spirit stones for the third time!"
"Bang! Deal!"
"Let us congratulate our number one VIP guest for winning this mysterious stone tablet at the price of four million spirit stones."
"Next, we will auction our third item, a bottle of Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill from Shaolin Temple."
"Nine Revolutions Great Rejuvenation Pills, ten pills per bottle, starting price: ten thousand spirit stones. Each bid must be no less than one hundred spirit stones."
"Auction starts now!"
"Ten thousand and one hundred spirit stones!"
"One thousand and two hundred spirit stones!"
As soon as the Shaolin Temple's Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill came out, the entire auction suddenly became lively, with the sounds of bidding coming one after another, setting off a wave of auction fever.
In the Tianzi Box No. 3, Kong Wen nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's worthy of my Zen sect's Nine Transformations Great Rejuvenation Pill. It's so popular!"
In the hall, Duan Qingyun looked at the people around him who had suddenly become enthusiastic, his eyes full of confusion.
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