: 191. Official opening

Lin Feng sits on the seat and quietly perceives countless gods in the space.
This kind of communication is mostly scattered and scattered. It is between some scattered repairs, but it is necessary to take advantage of the brilliance around the asteroids in the Tiankang Pavilion. It can intercept the characteristics of other people's mana exploration and prevent their own identity and cultivation.
Trading and display are not one-on-one, but many gods intertwined together to show the Taoist magical powers or treasures that they want to trade. At the same time, there are many people who are interested in focusing on one kind of Taoism. Kind of treasure.
These gods are brought together and turned into a small space of knowledge.
Unless someone makes a sound, because of the brilliance of the asteroid, Lin Feng can't tell the source of every thought.
However, he did not have the mind to kill people and goods, and he was so relaxed that he chose a space of knowledge that gathered the most ideas and entered it.
In the white of the white light, there is a rock in the center of the white light. A rock is dug out of the surface of the rock, and a statue of Buddha is placed in the pit.
The Buddha statue sits on the lotus and the full moon. The throne under it is carried by eight peacocks. The right hand holds the lotus, the left hand holds the bell, and there is no sadness and no joy. The whole body is bright and bright, and there is great power.
Lin Feng thought: "This is... no amount of light?"
At this time, in the space of the gods, an old voice said: "This is the Buddha image that was circulated in the Great Leiyin Temple in the past. It contains the Buddha's true meaning of the infinite light. Unfortunately, the old man and the Buddha have no chance to understand the mystery."
"To take it out today, you don't have to bid, you have to make a price of 80 yuan. If you look at it, you will take it. More than one person wants, the old man does not increase the price. Who can make the Buddha image resonate, who will take it away.

Someone said: "I can really feel a touch of Buddhahood from the Buddha statue, but that's all. Foley, Dharma, nothing, eighty yellow characters, the price is too high."
The old voice said faintly: "The eighty yellow characters do not counter-offer. If no one wants, the old man will continue to accept it."
Lin Feng also quietly observed the Buddha statue. After a long time, he shook his head regretfully. This Buddha statue does have a pure incense Buddha character. It should be produced by the Great Leiyin Temple, but it does not contain any mana and aura fluctuations.
In this way, naturally there will be no Taoist magical power to survive.
But Lin Feng looked at this statue of Buddha, and there was always a sense of restlessness.
The old man who sold the Buddha statue was extremely tempered and the price did not drop at all. Many people have retreated.
They have no hope for the auction, and most of the people who participate in private transactions are scattered and privately traded. To put it bluntly, it is a leak.
Although there are no shortage of Jindan period monks, but eighty yellow characters, for them. Still a huge sum.
The money is the symbol, the monk refining symbol. If it is a low-level character, it is better to say that it is the same level as itself. It is not a matter of hand-painting, but it takes a lot of time and effort, not to mention the fact that the paper-like ink itself is an overhead.
Looking at the bargaining of these bargains, Lin Feng thought in his heart.
The details of the big gates are often reflected in some small aspects.
Like the Shushan Jianzong, the Yu family, and the Tongtian Jianzong, their attention is placed at the auction that will be held later.
For them, eighty yellow characters, even nine cows and one hair may not be counted.
The disciples in these sects do not have to work hard like these scattered exercises. They try to make good things by selling them, or selling treasures to earn money and resources.
The disciples of the Dazhongmen, as long as they are squatting in the Dongfu, can do it safely. The gates of the Damen Gate are full of abundance of aura, and there is ample supply of panacea, which is absolutely guaranteed.
The monks who are mixed here are all old fritters that have been cultivating for decades. Maybe there will be some savings, but they run outside every day, relying on their own hands to work hard to search for resources, and waste a lot of money. Time, practice and get twice the result.
There are many strong people in the meditation, and there are even a lot of gods and gods in the world, but the meditation needs to be moisturized. At the very least, the level of Miao Shihao can be used. If there is no good master in the low-level training, there is no good master. The days are very bitter.
"My sect, there is still a long way to go." Lin Feng thought in his heart.
At this time, the sale of the Buddha image finally came to fruition. After an unknown dissertation, it was determined to pay the eighty yellow characters and bought the Buddha statue.
In the space of the gods, a red light hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the Buddha statue in the center of the rock, and then disappeared.
The Buddha statue has a home, and this space of knowledge is naturally scattered.
Lin Feng’s consciousness also retreated, and said:
Why do I always feel like I missed something?

Wrinkled, Lin Feng thought about communicating with God of War: "Let's wait at the door to see if anyone comes out of the sky in Tiankang Pavilion."
The God of War was separated from Lin Feng’s communication, and the body paused. Looking at the hole that was already in front of him, the force was passed to Miao Shihao, who was on the side:
Slightly wait.

Miao Shihao just greeted Song Fu, the director of Tianmao Court who was at the door, and heard the words flashing. He then stood still and chatted with Song Fu. At the same time, he asked: "What are you playing?" idea?"
"It's not easy to say what can be gained now, wait and see."
Song Flo appeared to unconsciously sweep the God of War and split his eyes, and then continued to chat with Miao Shihao if nothing happened.
At this time, the God of War was restored to the original appearance, and he was sturdy and even the original helmet was put on.
His attention at this moment is at the exit of Dongtian. Song Fu is mainly here to welcome guests. In addition, there are also some people coming out of the cave, all of which are scattered in private exchanges.
"Well? It should be him." The of war suddenly moved in the body and mind, staring at an old man who came out of the hole.
This old man is in the air, and his mana is fluctuating. He is a monk in the early days of Jindan.
He went out of the hole and threw a rock out.
Coincidentally, this rock fell in the air in front of Zhu Yi, and continued to fall, Zhu Yi almost subconsciously explored the mana to catch the fallen rock.
The of war separated and looked to Zhu Yi. Zhu Yi took a look at the rock and handed it to the of war. He said, "Master, this rock, the hole in the middle seems a bit weird."
"Stained with the smell of some Buddha statues." God of War and Lin Feng are different in heart and mind, and they immediately recognize each other. This is the rock that was used to hold the Buddha statue.
The hollow space in the middle of the rock is where the Buddha statue is placed.
Now that the Buddha statue was taken away, there was only one deep pit left. The God of War carefully observed the surface of the deep pit and found some subtle texture lines. It seems that it was because the Buddha statue was put on for a long time.
"These lines, looking a little weird." Thinking of this, the God of War split his head and looked at Zhu Yi with a sigh of relief: "I am afraid, it is a bit embarrassing."
The auction is about to begin, and the God of War is no longer delayed, bringing Xiao Yu, Zhu Yi and Miao Shihao into Dongtian.
Miao Shihao also has his own old position in Tianmao Pavilion. The of war is accompanied by Xiao Yu and Zhu Yi, and he is also seated at a seat near him.
Lin Feng has already learned the whole process of the matter through the God of War. In his heart, he said: "The blessing of Xiao Yi that ten is not blown. When he goes out and is stumbled by a stone, this stone must have a lot of articles."
Just as he thought about it, the auction had officially begun, and the small hole that Tiankege controlled, also closed the door and completely emptied into the void.
Surrounded by countless spots of light, the center of the cave is like a black hole, and suddenly it shines and becomes a huge ball of light like a star.
A figure walked out slowly from the ball of light. It was one of the directors of Tiankang Pavilion, and the Yuan Ying period monk Song Fu.
"You, today is my Tianmao Pavilion's annual, the most grand auction conference, thank you all the friends for coming." Song Wu gently touched the palm of his hand, from the ball of light behind him, floated out Azure blue beads.
The abundant water system aura escapes from it, as if it is a sea.
It's just the breath, with a bit of fierce violent taste, mana fluctuations are more like demon power, not the heaven and earth aura, or the mana of the Terran monks.
Song Fu introduced: "This is a demon dan who has reached the strength of the demon handsome peak. The water system is extremely violent, and it will be very difficult to get along with the enemy. It is very difficult."
"And this demon, in which the water system is rich and pure, the most important thing is that the appearance is extremely complete, without any flaws and damage, it is quite rare."
The buyers on the flashing rocks in the void all nodded slightly, and the demon handsome peaks, the baby will be promoted to the demon king's Akasaka Bihai, to this level, even if it will be killed, the situation is mostly extremely fierce.
It is quite difficult to retain his demon without any damage. Even if Yuan Ying’s ancestors shot, there is no problem in killing, but there is no full grasp, which can ensure that the demon does not touch a little.
Things are good, the price is natural, so a demon, the reserve price is eighty.
The Buddha statues that are privately traded are more than ten times higher than the scattered ones, and this is only the reserve price. The final transaction price can't be stopped if it is turned over several times. If someone fights the price, it will cost a lot of money. .
Lin Feng has no interest in this demon, but he can't use it himself. There are not a few disciples under the door who can use it.
Compared with the demon, Lin Feng is now more interested in studying the rock associated with the Buddha's image.
Lin Feng is very interested in the texture of the rock deep pit.
Lin Feng’s mind is connected with the of war, and the spiritual mind is deep into the rocky road.
He carefully concentrated his mind and realized the rocky lines, and vaguely felt that these lines seemed to constitute a portrait.
In the portrait, it is a Buddha, sitting in the void, countless sun, moon and stars around, and all the glory of the world is blessed on this Buddha. (To be continued.)