After returning to the base, all the disciples including Shan Youde had returned and were chatting about the interesting things that happened during the day.
However, there was no one in the south and west, proving that the people from Nanque Island and Xihu Island had not yet arrived.
Just like at the beginning, people from Shura Palace, Tianyang Sect, and Yunu Sect did not say a word.
The night passed peacefully.
The next day, Wutan and others went to Wanbao Pavilion again, but this time Tiangang did not go with them and stayed at the garrison.
Along the way, Wutan was worried. The little guy hadn't come back for two days and two nights, and he didn't know if he had encountered any danger. This made him very worried.
Han Tian said: "Don't worry, you don't know the temper of this little guy. If he really encountered danger, I'm afraid it would have caused an uproar in the whole city."
The few of them were chatting and unknowingly arrived at Wanbao Pavilion. Shi Jiaoyun had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw the four people, she immediately went to greet them.
"Meet some gentlemen!"
"Haha, you're too polite, young lady," Di Tian said with a smile.
Shi Jiaoyun smiled lightly and asked, "Gentlemen, are you going directly to the auction house today like you did yesterday?"
"Of course," Han Tian answered quickly, with a wicked smile on his face.
"Young master is really enthusiastic," Shi Jiaoyun was not surprised. She made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "The private room has been prepared for you, please follow me."
It was still the same private room as yesterday, and the fragrant tea had been prepared, with green smoke rising and a refreshing fragrance filling the air.
When the old man in black took the first auction item, walked up to the podium and announced the start of the auction, Wu Hou arrived as Han Tian wished, and the two men clashed again.
Upon seeing this situation, people in other private rooms immediately fell silent, feeling quite helpless.
How can you let people get away with this? If you have grudges, why don’t you go outside the city and find a place to fight directly? Why do you have to mix it up in the auction house? Fortunately, the items being auctioned now are not good things, so you can bid or not, otherwise you will be ripped off.
Time slipped away little by little until noon, when the little guy's voice suddenly came into Wu Tian's mind: "Little Emperor, come to the city gate to watch the show. A group of bald donkeys and a group of living dead are fighting."
"Bald donkey, living dead?"
Wu Tian was stunned, pondered for a moment, and whispered a few words in Di Tian's ear. The latter frowned and nodded. Then the two of them stood up, and after saying something to Ye Tian and Han Tian, their figures flashed and rushed towards the city gate.
The two of them moved at extremely fast speed, and Wutan even used his Wind God Boots, so their speed was several times faster than when they came. It only took them one hour to reach the city gate.
"here."
As soon as they arrived, the little guy's voice rang out. It stood on the city wall and shook its little paws at the two of them. Beside them, the city guards stood straight, and their faces were filled with fear and dread!
The two of them leaped forward and landed beside him.
However, when they saw the appearance of the little fellow, they were both stunned. The aura emitted by his golden little body was stronger than before, and he was getting closer and closer to the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Period.
Wu Tian glared at him fiercely and said, "Where have you been fooling around for the past two days and nights?"
"Hehe, I'm not fooling around, I'm just strolling around," the little guy said with a dry laugh.
Just strolling around can make your cultivation level soar. Where in the world can such a good thing happen? Wutan and Ditian looked at each other and shook their heads speechlessly.
"I'll take care of you later!"
Wutan said something harsh, and then nodded to the guards around him, but these guards were not so calm and hurriedly bowed to salute.
They witnessed with their own eyes that in front of these people, His Majesty the Emperor and the Crown Prince had to be cautious and surrender, and even killed the two beloved sons of the Marquis Wu without blinking an eye, let alone a small guard like themselves.
"Haha, we just came to watch the fun. You don't need to be so restrained. Just do what you need to do," Di Tian smiled friendly.
Hearing the gentle tone and the kind smile, the city guards were stunned. This friendly attitude was beyond their expectations, but they felt a lot more relieved.
"People from Gutuo Temple and Ghost Sect?!"
A hundred feet away from the city wall, two groups of people were facing each other. On one side were more than twenty monks with shiny heads, wrapped in yellow monk robes with the word "Gu" embroidered on their chests, and red cloth boots with their trouser legs tucked into the boots, which made them look neat and tidy.
Leading the group was a monk wearing a bright red cassock. He had a slightly fat face and an unremarkable appearance, but his entire body was enveloped in Buddha's light. His eyes were half-open and half-closed, constantly emitting a terrifying brilliance.
Di Tian's eyes flickered, and he said solemnly: "This man is not very old, but he is already a high-level monk. He is probably a Buddhist disciple in Gutuo Temple."
"Buddha's son!"
Wu Tian was surprised. The Buddha's Son, like the Holy Son, had the supreme status in Buddhism and was also the most powerful among the disciples.
"Amitabha, my Buddha has mercy on you, you evil beasts, why don't you surrender quickly!" The Buddha's son opened his mouth, his voice was like a loud bell, shaking the world, and wisps of Buddha's light burst out from his body.
"Hehehe, you bald ass, you think your life is too long, right? If that's the case, I will save your soul!"
On the opposite side, a sinister laugh came from a black fog, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty taste, but the true appearance could not be seen clearly. However, through the black fog, a dark figure could be vaguely seen inside, with the word "ghost" embroidered on the chest.
These were the people from the Ghost Sect. There were more than twenty of them, all shrouded in black fog, emitting an evil aura that was frightening!
As soon as the words were spoken, sheets of black fog rolled in like a tide, and the two collided. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, uprooting the flowers, plants and trees within a hundred feet, shooting all over the sky, and then being shattered to pieces!
"Since ancient times, Buddhism and the ghost world have been incompatible, and Buddhism is the nemesis of demons and ghosts. However, this person can fight against the Buddha on equal terms. His strength is truly extraordinary," Wutan nodded in appreciation.
Emperor Tian also said: "This person's ghost way has reached the pinnacle. It is difficult for ordinary Buddhist teachings to cause harm to him, unless the six-character mantra of Buddhism is used."
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and a crack quickly opened up in the ground. The earth shook and there was a rumbling sound. The Buddhist disciples and the Ghost Sect's people each spurted out blood and staggered backward. With the help of their fellow disciples behind them, they were able to stabilize their bodies.
"Hehe, you bald ass, with your strength, you still want to surrender to me? It's just a foolish dream!"
The man from the Ghost Sect grinned grimly, took a step forward, and pointed his finger at the void in front of him. A ghost face appeared, formed by black mist, about three meters in size. Black mist was steaming on it, like clusters of black flames, burning in the air. An evil aura filled the world.
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. As long as you put down your butcher knife, the Buddha will forgive your past sins."
The Buddhist disciple put his hands together and muttered something. A Buddha statue appeared out of thin air. It was five meters tall and seemed to be made of gold. It sat cross-legged above his head and emitted infinite golden light.
Wutan frowned, this scene was too familiar, exactly the same as the scene when the Imperial Soldier Rosary appeared. Moreover, for some reason, when he looked at the Buddha statue, he inexplicably felt a sense of disgust in his heart.
"Could it be that the people who were secretly controlling the rosary at that time were from Gutuo Temple?" Wutan thought to himself.
The ghost face was surrounded by black fog, and the evil aura was terrifying! The Buddha statue was shining with light, making people unable to help but worship it. The two collided with each other, but unexpectedly, there was no burst of powerful momentum, but they intertwined and devoured each other.
"Haha, the Jueyin Ruins haven't even been opened yet, so how come they've already started a fight? In that case, I'd like to learn from them and see what makes the two major sects in Xihuzhou so outstanding!"
At this moment, a loud laugh came from afar, followed by a clanging sound, shaking the heavens and the earth, as if a peerless divine weapon had come out of the body. A huge explosion occurred in the distance, rumbling, and dust covered the sky!
Even Wu Tian and the other two on the city wall felt the shocking sharpness and their faces changed immediately. The guards were even more shocked, trembling with fear in their eyes.
"cut!"
A long roar was heard, like a spring thunder, with a rumbling sound lingering, and then a huge sword energy fell from the sky, aiming at the Buddha's light and the black fog!
This sword energy was too terrifying, and its momentum was so strong that it was like a sword of heavenly punishment, breaking through the sky and wanting to chop the earth into pieces. Even the space could not withstand such terrible sharpness, and it broke apart inch by inch, and gray airflow surged out.
The sword energy was swift and fierce. With a piercing sound, the Buddha light and the black mist were directly cut into several pieces, and then quickly dissipated and disappeared into thin air. However, the sword energy did not dissipate, and fell on the ground again. Immediately, a rumbling sound was heard, and a black abyss appeared.
With one sword, he cut off the attacks of two powerful men like a whirlwind. Although the Buddhist disciples did not use their full strength, they were able to achieve such a level, so their strength should not be underestimated.
"Haha, my friends from Xihuzhou, I'm sorry for the offense."
Before he finished speaking, a man in white appeared in everyone's sight. He was dignified and tall, with sword-like eyebrows as black as ink and as neat as if they were cut by a knife. His eyes were like black gemstones, flashing with astonishing sharpness!
“Haha, the people from the Sword Sect of Nanquezhou Continent have arrived. I believe the Qing Sect and Xu Sect will be here soon too!” Di Tian said with a faint smile.
There was no marking on this man's robe, but from the broadsword on his back, one could tell his identity; he was a member of the Sword Sect.
"A very strong person!" The fact that Wutan could say such a sentence was enough to represent the position of this person in his heart.
The Buddhist put his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and said, "So you are a friend of the Sword Sect, nice to meet you!"
The man in white returned the greeting and said with a smile: "I saw two friends sparring here before, and I was itching to fight, so I acted rashly. If I have offended anyone, please forgive me, Master and friends from the Ghost Sect."
"Haha, benefactor, you are too kind. Since it is just an exchange of ideas, how can there be any offense?" said the Buddhist disciple with a smile.
"Hmph!" The vicious man from the Ghost Sect snorted coldly, obviously not appreciating it and blaming him for meddling in other people's business. However, he did not attack again and stood aside with his hands behind his back.
Looking at this scene, Di Tian smiled and said: "This person is not simple. With just a few simple words, the two people who were fighting for life and death could no longer go on."
Wutan nodded. If this person had not appeared, the Gutuo Temple and the Ghost Sect would probably have really gotten into a fight, and a bloody fight would have been unavoidable.
"Brother Jian, you are really fast. I and others are far behind you!"
"That's right. We tried our best to catch up with Brother Jian, but we still couldn't catch up with him."
At this time, several figures in the air, like divine rainbows, broke through the air with bursts of sound, and landed beside the man in white. On the ground, dozens of figures also rushed over and stood behind the previous people.
(End of this chapter)