Hearing the words of the Buddhist Buddhist Tianxin, Master Miaoshui still looked calm. She glanced at Long Shisan who was still hesitating beside her and sneered: "Although I am a woman, not everyone can bully me. If God doesn't take it, I will suffer the blame. The treasure is right in front of me. If I don't take it, wouldn't I let down this opportunity given by God?"

Long Shisan was still hesitating, but at this time, he heard the words of Miaoshui, his eyes instantly became firm.

"Master Yimei, this relic plays an important role for Long. Please forgive me for wanting to fight for it." Long Shisan said in a deep voice.

Hearing the words of Miaoshui Zhenren and Long Shisan, Master Yimei's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at the Buddhist Tianxin, then spread his hands and said, "Honor, both of them do not agree, and I have no choice."

In the crowd, watching the dispute arise between the three major sects and the Buddhists of Tianxin because of the distribution of relics, a bright look appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

It is best if all three families have to compete. Only in this way can he have a chance.

Compared with the elders of the three major sects, Zhang Yifeng's current cultivation level is still very weak. If the three major sects discuss the distribution of relics and reach an agreement, he will not have any chance to obtain relics.

Only when there are differences and conflicts among the three major sects and trigger severe conflicts can he take advantage of the situation.

"disagree?"

The Buddhist Tianxin frowned. He glanced at the true man Miaoshui and Long Shisan with cold eyes. After a long time of conscience, he said: "Since you all disagree, then we will rely on our own abilities. Whoever can get the relics is his or her."

“So very good.”

Long Shisan and Miaoshui Zhenren both laughed and agreed with the words of the Buddhist disciples of Tianxin.

At this time, Master Yimei spoke again, "Then we will make an agreement that no matter which party gets the relics in the body of the old man with golden body, the sect where he is located shall not be involved in the other eight relics. I wonder what you are thinking?"

Long Shisan and Miaoshui Zhenren both nodded. If they could get the best one, they would naturally not infringe on the anger of the public and covet the relics in the eight golden arhats.

"How should those casual cultivators be assigned?" Long Shisan suddenly spoke.

Master Yimei sneered and said, "There are only nine relics here, and we are not even able to divide them enough, so how can we get their turn? Besides, they have gained a lot before and should be content."

When Long Shisan and others heard this, they nodded in agreement.

In their opinion, it is enough that their own interests can be guaranteed. As for those casual cultivators, no one cares about their gains and losses.

"But, how can we get these relics?" Long Shisan asked again.

The Buddhist Tianxin glanced at the mechanism that appeared on the high platform, with a serious look. He pondered for a while and said, "The owner of the pagoda must have left powerful means here before his lifetime to prevent the relics from being taken away by others. If we do not break the means left by the owner of the pagoda, if we forcefully choose the relics, it will definitely cause huge casualties."

"What should I do?"

The Buddhist Tianxin thought for a moment and was about to speak, at this moment, the wandering cultivator who had retreated seemed to be unable to bear the temptation of the relics, and more than a dozen people jumped up to the high platform.

Seeing this scene, a cold smile appeared in the eyes of the Buddhists of Tianxin.

"It seems that someone has solved the methods left by the pagoda owner for us."

Upon hearing this, Long Shisan and others [Bayi Chinese website www.x81zw.me] looked at the high platform, with a smile in their eyes. These casual cultivators were really stupid, thinking that they could get the golden-body arhat and the relics from the old man from the high platform?

Sure enough, several ghost lights appeared on the platform, and the ghost light turned into dozens of flying knives, killing seven scattered cultivators in an instant!

After a scream, only nine monks who had jumped onto the platform were left.

"Quickly, take the relics and leave here!"

Among the nine people, someone said it, and everyone else reacted and rushed towards the golden-body arhat closest to him.

boom!

A monk reached out to the Arhat, but when he was less than three inches away from the Arhat, his body suddenly burst and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Immediately following, five of the other eight monks also burst into blood mist, while the other three people unexpectedly took out the relics from the body of the golden arhat.

Although the three relics were not as big as the one in the middle old man's body, they were much better than what they had obtained before.

The three surviving monks immediately jumped off the platform as soon as they succeeded.

Unfortunately, even if you are lucky, how can you get rid of it?

As soon as these three monks jumped off the platform, they were immediately surrounded by the other monks. Everyone's eyes became cold when they looked at them.

"Super the relics!"

"Yes, hand over the relics! You can still stay by your side forever."

......The monks looked at the three of them greedily, with murderous intent emerging in their eyes. Many monks were even eager to try, as if as long as these three monks refused, they would come forward without hesitation to snatch them.

These three people were tough, and faced with everyone's pressure, their eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness.

"Hmph, this is what we exchanged for with our lives. If you want it, come and grab it if you have the ability!" One of the monks said with a sinister look on his face.

After saying that, a long sword appeared in the monk's hand, and a powerful aura erupted from his body, making people unable to help but look at him.

Feeling the powerful aura coming from the monks, everyone's faces changed slightly, and the timids even began to retreat silently.

Just then, a sound suddenly came from the crowd.

"Everyone, you can seek wealth and danger. There are still six relics on the platform. Why not fight for it? Maybe good luck will fall on us."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and looked at the five golden arhats left on the platform and the old man in the middle. They had just hesitated for a moment in their eyes, and then rushed up to the platform.

"idiot."

In the crowd, Zhang Yifeng did not rush up with the casual cultivators because he knew that even if he luckily got the relics from the high platform, the people from the three major sects would not let him leave with the relics alive. Moreover, the people from the three major sects wanted these casual cultivators to be cannon fodder.

This is true. Master Yimei and others looked at the wandering cultivator who rushed forward, with no sign of anxiety in their eyes, and there was no intention of stopping them.

"When those casual cultivators are almost dead, it's time for us to go." Master Yimei said with a smile to Long Shisan and others.

The strong don’t care about the life and death of the casual cultivators at all. In their eyes, these casual cultivators are just a group of extremely stupid people. The only value of their existence is to clear obstacles for them and act as cannon fodder.
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