Chapter 1310: 100,000 days of Taoism on one page

"The next item is the last item sold by our organizer this time. It can be described as a grand finale!" With a word from the auctioneer on the stage, everyone on the field focused their attention on the stage again. .
Another tall nv was pushing a car with a red cloth on it, and didn't know what was inside.
The immortals below are also silent, waiting for the announcement, thinking that this grand finale should be a certain amount of items.
"In order to thank all the guests for showing their faces, we gave us a favor this time, so our five major companies took out a treasure of the town shop this time!" The auctioneer made nonsense, but just said nothing, which caused a boo. .
"Say, don't sell it!"
"What a treasure of the town shop, let me wait and see!"
The auctioneer wanted this effect. He smiled slightly and pressed the noise of each person with both hands, and said, "You guys, be calm and restless. I also want to expose this red hijab to everyone, but this is not the case today."
There was another boo underneath, but the auctioneer was a very graceful shaker, pointed at a small mén direction behind, and spoke loudly in the mouth, "Let me introduce you to the person who is revealed below. The mysterious guest invited by the company ... Hong Mengni, the first person in Qindao of Fairyland! "
Ye Konghong said that she was indeed Hong Mengni. This is almost ten years old, and I do n’t know how the poor nv child who ca n’t speak has been going through these years.
Sure enough, I saw Xiao Mén go away and walked out of the two girls, one in front wearing a plain skirt, but could not hide Tingting's moving figure. One head is not tied up, and shoulders are scattered like satin and waterfall. Hong Mengni is more beautiful than before and feels glorious.
Ye hollow thought, isn't this girl in love, why is she so good? Alas, I don't know which big brother is so good for him, it really "blessed" him!
Someone's blessing is a little insincere.
Looking back, it turned out to be Xiaoxue. Little Li Xue has grown into a big girl, and she is actually taller than Hong Mengni! But his face is not good. Xiaoxue used to be a child with a round face and was very cute. Now my lord, his face is too round, it's a bit like sesame seed.
Hong Mengni stepped out, nodded to the audience, and was not frightened at all. She looked very graceful.
Next to Luo Wenhui and his lover Feng Jingyi were talking again. Feng Jingyi was shocked. "The beautiful nv son is nothing less than a fairy. It has long been heard that Hong Mengni's art is perfect, and it's true."
Luo Wenhui sighed, "It's a pity that the pearl is méng."
Ye Yong and Wu Yong and Kuang Peng also sighed. Although Hong Mengni is bright, she is a prostitute. Although she is not a showman, she is just a mortal, and sooner or later she will be dominated by a profound male immortal.
Kuang Peng sighed, "It's said that Meng Ni helped people to understand the Tao, but why didn't she retreat and perceive herself, but she made mén sales, how much can she earn?"
Ye Kong shook his head and smiled, "Perhaps this is the way she cultivates."
Seeing Hong Mengni playing, the immortals moved a little. But everyone is more concerned about the final treasure.
The auctioneer walked over and asked Hong Mengni to pull a corner of the red cloth and said, "Look at this, this is the treasure of our town shop!"
With one hand, Hong Mengni opened the red bula and appeared under the red cloth. It turned out to be a yellowed page, some old and not damaged, but she looked very mottled and didn't know how many years had passed.
Before Hong Mengni came, she didn't know what it was. But she stared again, then shook her head unnoticed.
As soon as the pages of this book appeared, there was a sudden inhalation of cool air below. The greedy light flashed in the eyes of those fairies, even the old guys.
Some people don't know yet, but more people already know.
"Ten Thousand Days Sutra! This is Ten Thousand Days Sutra!"
"That's right, this is the page of the 100,000 Heavenly Sutras!" The auctioneer said aloud, "The 100,000 Heavenly Sutras are the ancient powers that have risen to the realm of the gods a million years ago. The book has a total of 100,000 pages, and each page contains a copy of the power of the Tao. The most amazing thing is that each page has a method of cultivation. According to this method, nine netg people will get this power of the Tao. "
With the words of the auctioneer, the people below were also boiling. You must know that the people in the immortal world major in the power of heaven, and how important it is to understand the power of heaven, even many old guys have stopped practicing because they can't feel the power of new heaven.
Someone shouted below, "The 100,000 Heavenly Sutras are also good and bad. What kind of heavenly power are you?"
The auctioneer laughed, "Heavenly forces."
"Heavenly power!" There was another breathless sound below.
How powerful is Tianjie? How powerful is the power of heaven? This is definitely a very high-level heavenly power!
Ye Kong even felt that the five major companies must have a purpose in auctioning this stuff at this moment. Could it please Zhou Jiajun?
Sure enough, after the bargaining began, there were a few bald men wearing masks who screamed their best. I didn't know if they were Mani monks.
"If you let Zhou Jiajun get this thing, I am afraid that the chance of successfully passing Xianjie will be greater!" Wu Yong said worriedly.
Ye Kong and Kuang Peng both frowned. They also know that the matter is serious, this thing will help Zhou Jiajun to cross the robbery and cannot let it get it!
However, the monks clamored like crazy, and passed five million in a short while! Ye Kong originally wanted to use Tieyushan's public funds, but now it seems that using public funds is not enough!
"Six million!"
"Six hundred and one!"
"say clearly!"
"Six hundred and ten ..."
"6.5 million!"
"Seven hundred, I have seven million!"
There were bargains everywhere, and the scene was extremely fierce. After five million, the bargaining youths were bald and all wearing masks.
No one knows which Buddhist genre is represented, anyway, everyone is adding weight. Some are Mani, and some are Mani.
From Ye Kong's perspective, bald heads won't work! Each with a mask, who knows which genre they are?
But Ye Kong has no money. He had to look at the Li Yuan family in the distance. Boss Li is rich. If she does, then it will be all right.
However, it is strange that Boss Li was so busy talking to his son that he was not in the stands at all, as if the 100,000 Heavenly Sutras were a piece of waste paper.
Boss Li, why are you so stupid? You bought it now and learned it yourself. After Zhou Jiajun crosses the calamity, you will put it on the auction again ...
However, it is impossible to transfer the book from the fairy sword, and Ye Kong is also inconvenient to come forward, so he has to say to Luo Wenhui, "This Taoist, I will give you 20,000 cents yù, and you will pass a word for me ..."
That Luo Wenhui pulled up his companions and stood up, saying, "Dadies, I know you are extraordinary, but we are the weakest fish in the fairyland. Just for 20,000 cents, we have offended Li Yingru Xianjun, Fortunately, this is not the East Emperor's field. But if I offend Mani or Li Li for 20,000 cents, then we really don't know how to die ... three. Say goodbye. "
Ye Kong changed shoes just now, although he covered it intentionally, but several people saw it. Ye Kong was wearing a mask, but Luo Wenhui and Feng Jingyi were not wearing them, so when Li Yingru looked back, they could easily find Luo Wenhui.
So Luo Wenhui fled first.
Ye Kong looked at it, no one helped to send the letter, it seemed that only a waiter was invited to help.
However, he hadn't raised his hand to call, but an nv waiter came over and said, "Someone asked me to send me a yù."
Ye hollow said, I have n’t sent a letter yet, but someone sent me a letter first.
Squeezing yù Cambodia, the immortal consciousness was released from the fingertips, a look, a thin layer of prohibition was pushed away, and a row of small characters behind.
"It's a blessing at this point."
Seeing these eight characters, Ye Hollow's head condensed and he immediately understood. It was not a good thing for Zhou Jiajun to get the power of the disaster at this moment. The power of heaven is not cultivated in one day. Right now, it is less than a month from Duxianjie. So even if Zhou Jiajun got the pages of the force of the day, taking it back would not help him much, but would nòng distract him.
No wonder boss Li is unmoved, probably already thinking about it. However, Ye Kong doubted huò again, who was it that sent yù to Cambodia?
Ask the nv waiter again. The nv waiter said that it was two people without masks, an old man and a young man. After they came in, they stood at the mén mouth for a while, as if looking for someone. Then he called the waiter and asked him to send him this yù, and the two left mén. Most importantly, the young man was holding an erhu in his hand.
The nv waiter spoke of Erhu, and Ye Kong immediately understood. It was Lin Mingzhi who sent yù cambodia to himself. This old monk was also very good. From among so many people, he could recognize himself. But what surprised Ye Kong is that what did Lin Mingzhi bring his apprentice here?
In fact, Lin Mingzhi didn't come for Ye Kong. They came to find someone and just saw Ye Kong.
Behind Lin Mingzhi, Wang Ruizhou was very impatient. The master I worshiped did n’t even teach myself spells, but I did n’t even give myself the time to play the violin. I took myself around all day long, I do n’t know what I want to do?
"Master, I've heard that there are fun things on this giant treasure boat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Let's have some fun? Master, look at those nv waiters who are very smart." Wang Ruizhou said as he walked.
"Amitabha Buddha." Lin Mingzhi announced the voice of the Buddha: "A monk should be clear-minded, how can he yín read?"
"Well, let's go to the casino. I'm feeling lucky recently, sir, you paid for it. I came to make a half point, how about it?" Wang Ruizhou said again.
"Amitabha Buddha." Lin Mingzhi kept walking at his feet and said, "How can a monk use money as his object, the source of all poisons, to covet?"
"This is not working, that is not working, no wonder you have n’t been an apprentice for so many years." Wang Ruizhou complained, followed Lin Mingzhi and took a few steps, and saw that he came to a brightly lit place with the words "Drunk lying down" Beauty House. "
Wang Ruizhou said to his heart that the old monk was very familiar with the road here, afraid that he might have a mouthful, and brought himself to this prostitute building, and he did not know whether to bring himself to eat, drink or have fun?
However, he did not expect Lin Mingzhi to give him a head, saying: "Amitabha, a monk should be six quiet ... to play the violin here."