Vol 3 Chapter 1792: Shengzi Mingxuan

In the early morning of the next day, when the sun shone in Ziyang City, a touch of Buddha light accompanied the sunrise and landed in Ziyang City.
The Buddha's light spreads like a lotus flower, revealing a dusty white man, whose appearance is handsome and handsome, just like a green lotus.
If the crowd is crowded, it may stop the noise immediately because of his appearance. He is naturally quiet and can infect the world.
But unfortunately, the place where he fell is the broken street where the leisure cloud building is located.
The thick smell has not yet dispersed, and it is already a famous ghost street in Ziyang City. Legend has it that in the middle of the night, you can hear ghosts and wacky, miserable sounds, and no one is willing to clean up.
The bustling fades, only the rest, the blood that can't be washed, and the bare bones after being eaten by the vultures.
The white robes hold the beads, the dark, dark eyes, and glance at the square.
After a while, he closed his eyes and chanted his right hand, and his right hand was on the chest to seal the door of the Buddha, and the left hand turned the beads.
The holy Buddha light radiates from him like a holy light.
The atmosphere in the air was swept away by light and immediately expelled. The bloody, airy air is fresh again, and there is a white light in the bones.
Hey!
The souls of countless bones turned into merits and broke into the body. When he opened his eyes, there was a bright, non-scaling luster.
Let the eyes look deeper and holy.
The right hand stretches out, the soft and white fingers change, and the sadness and the sorrow are printed as the Buddha's seal.
The pictures that have been seen by the sorrows are appearing one by one, and they are shattered in the broken streets.
Soon, he found the picture he needed.
That is Xiao Chen, fighting with everyone, killing the enemy in succession.
The picture changed again. The black robes were escorted by a group of people, stumbled to the ground, continually beaten, endured all kinds of torture, and said nothing.
On the other hand, Bai Hao and the three old people quickly discussed and decided to sell them.
After he knew the ins and outs, his mouth showed a smile and his expression was quite interesting.
"scatter!"
The white man swears, snoring, just inhaled by him, has washed away the sinful soul, turned into a light and shadow actually flew out of his body.
He did not want these pure souls, the merits of the transformation, but released them.
If the people of Buddhism are here, they will be shocked.
Buddhism is a cultivation of the people, and it is merit and belief. He does not want merits, does not reconcile others, and seeks what it is.
Only by looking carefully, will you discover that with the departure of those souls.
His eyes, as well as the flesh, seem to have been washed and become more pure and peaceful.
"Unfortunately, such a good opportunity has actually missed it."
The white man sighed and sighed and turned into a Buddha light, disappearing here.
The original sullen, bloody, broken street, is a new look, like a place of birth, full of thriving atmosphere.
Today is the day when Ziyunge auctioned Da Yuan Dan Zun, and after a day of fermentation, the news has already caused a huge sensation in Ziyang City.
The auction of slaves is not without a thing, but the people of Ziyang City can auction the sages of Da Yuan Dan, but they are unheard of and never seen.
Imagine if you could have a great Yuan Dan as a slave, it wouldn't be too cool.
Almost all the wealthy and wealthy people in the city flocked to each other, preparing a large number of spiritual jade to bid.
More, it is to watch the lively warriors.
Can't afford it, open your eyes, look at the excitement, or you can.
And rumors, this black Luo Han and Xiao Chen are closely related, this auction is a bureau of the three major Zongmen and Ziyunge teamed up.
I want to wait for Xiao Chen to show up and let him vote for himself.
With Xiao Chen guarding the idle cloud building for his friends, many people have guessed the story of the war.
Even if you know that it is a fire pit, it is a trap, but Xiao Chen will definitely come.
No, it is because he is Xiao Chen, this is only a few days in Ziyang City. But the name is passed on to the Quartet, so that everyone knows the name of Bai Chen Xiaochen. Most of the people who watch the excitement are actually coming for him.
In the corner of the high-rise of Ziyun Building, Bailu, and the three elders of the Burning Moon, Ice and Snow Mountain, and the Wind Building, overlooking the bottom, everyone in the hall can see clearly.
"Damn, that guy, it hasn't appeared yet." The old man in the white robes of the Snow Mountain Villa frowned and was impatient.
The Tsing Yi old man said: "Reliably, he will definitely appear, but he will certainly be able to escape our eyes and ears. If it is easily discovered by us, then he is not Xiao Chen."
The beautiful woman gnawed her teeth and said: "As long as the kid appears, this Ziyunge will be his place of burial. I have sent all the masters of Ziyunge to go out and hide them everywhere."
In addition, the three major sects have been re-deployed and transferred from Zongmen.
Not only in Ziyun Pavilion, but also everywhere, even the Ziyunge outside the disciples of all major gates secretly lurking.
As long as Xiao Chen appears, it must be difficult to escape. This is a must-have.
"Start the auction, I don't believe it, he won't come out." Burning the moon red dress, the old man, said coldly.
White nodded and made a gesture, and someone immediately began to open up.
Everything is in accordance with the plan, in an orderly manner, and quickly.
Soon, the black robes were pushed out, with chains, and appeared on the stand in a humiliating way.
Hey!
The crowd immediately boiled, and all kinds of screams were heard.
It is really the sage of Da Yuan Dan, and the propaganda of Ziyun Pavilion is not fake. Many potential buyers suddenly feel up.
The auctioneer smiled and said: "As everyone knows, today is the big day of my Ziyun Pavilion. The sage who is tied to the booth will be auctioned."
"Please don't pay attention to safety issues. The three masters of the sects have planted a ban on him. As long as he resists a little, he will blew himself up. Whoever is his master will dominate his life and death, and he will not accept it. Obeyed."
"My Ziyunge reputation has always been excellent, you can rest assured, bidding!"
Under the introduction of the host, the scene quickly entered the quotation link, and the price soared, making people feel the enthusiasm and willingness of the bidders.
The four people above the top level, the face is a little bit difficult to change, because it is still calm, Xiao Chen still does not appear.
At this time, a white figure came to the Ziyun Pavilion.
Standing outside the street, he stood out from the crowd, his style was excellent, his white coat and his handsome face, soft and serene, attracted the attention of everyone on the street.
"Good monk's monk!" There are many women, even attracted by this face, can not help but whisper.
It can be seen how attractive it is and how powerful it is.
The white man looked at the Ziyun Pavilion, and his deep eyes and fascination made people wonder what he wanted to do.
Suddenly, he extended his right hand, his palms face down, the index finger and the close together, and the beads hang on the to form a mysterious handprint.
White as jade, the hands of the dirty, full of soft beauty, everyone set their eyes on the white right hand.
Attracted by the mysterious handprint, I can't keep my eyes on it.
Abrupt, a golden plaque imprinted out of the fingerprints.
There was a loud bang, and in the endless golden Buddha light, the Ziyun Pavilion, which occupies a vast area and has a simple atmosphere, collapsed instantly.
The people inside, in the moment before the collapse, are still excited about the offer, the high-level white people and so on, still anxiously waiting.
Without any warning, Ziyunge collapsed into a ruin, and there were countless deaths and injuries.
Countless bodies were blown into pieces and ejected in the air. In the golden Buddha's light, the blood and rain flew, the broken limbs broke, and they flew up and down.
The people around Ziyunge, the expression was horrified, the brain was short-circuited, and they couldn’t turn around. The next moment they were flying out by Yu Bo.
The white man smashed his hand, his lips squirmed softly, and recited the scriptures. The black robes buried in the ruins were banned in the body, and as the scriptures came out, the roads were untied.
"who are you?"
Four white people, who were shocked and angry, fell from the sky, surrounded by white people, you can see that each of them has a trace of blood stains on his mouth, his face white.
The white man smiled a little, stopped chanting, and whispered: "Black Lotus teaches the Son, Ming Xuan."
The three elders of the three gates, as well as the white face, changed at the same time, the expression constantly changed, surprised, surprised, fearful, panic, can be described as wonderful.
Surrounded by white people, the unruly ringing, the footsteps backwards, the fear in the heart, giving birth to retreat.
"dead!"
But now I want to go, but it is too late, a black figure in the ruins, with the Buddha of the sky. Explosively, holding a black chain and killing the four people.