After hearing what Kuzhi said, everyone immediately understood.

It turned out that these two monks came to the royal city just to find the mysterious powerful man who took action to save Han Luoling from Chunhunting.

"No wonder!" Han Xu also immediately understood the purpose of the auction.

Baige Chamber of Commerce cooperated with these two monks to invite all possible people in the royal city to this auction, just to ask the two monks to find people.

"Two masters, have you done this too much?" Wu Xiuxian said. Although he was also very curious, he guessed that the mysterious strong man was very likely to be related to Han Xu and Han Luoling. Han Xu was at the scene. He said this, so Han Xu saw his attitude.

But Wu Xiuren followed, "Third brother is such a bad word. It is not the only one who wants to find the strong man. I want to know, you must be curious, and everyone else is also curious. Even the father, I must also want to know who he is. If the two masters can find him out, I think everyone will be happy."

"Two masters, please continue!" Wu Xiuren said nothing more.

"Young Master, this fifth prince is so hateful." Qing'er said here, and her expression had returned to her as cold as before.

She knew that it was Han Xu who took action that day, so Wu Xiuren repeatedly targeted Han Xu's behavior, so Qing'er directly blacklisted him, even if he was a prince with a respectable status.

"Don't make a sound, we should do what we should do."

After Han Xu finished speaking, he saw Kuhui and Kuzhi exerting force at the same time, and a more dazzling golden light lit up, and the power contained in the Buddha's light suddenly increased a lot.

Han Xu only felt that under the illumination of this Buddha's light, the power of the Great Vajra handprint in his body was like the turbulent magma in the crater, and had reached the verge of erupting.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that there was such a powerful force in the demon-subduing pestle." Han Xu tried his best to control it. Qing'er and Nishang knew that he was under pressure and did not dare to speak out.

In fact, if Kuhui and Kuzhi knew that Han Xu could hold on for so long, they would definitely be very shocked.

Because Han Xu was equivalent to fighting against the three of them by his own strength, especially in this demon-subduing pestle, the supreme Buddha power of their host brother, the bitter preceptor.

After a stick of incense, there was nothing unusual at the scene, and Kuhui and Kuzhi smiled bitterly.

"Perhaps, he has left the royal city." Ku Hui said helplessly. After the two of them came to the royal city, they searched all corners and corners. After no results, they met the Baige Chamber of Commerce by chance.

According to the analysis of Baige Chamber of Commerce, the person could only exist in the upper reaches of the royal city, so he planned such an auction.

Moreover, the Baige Chamber of Commerce also told the two masters that the mysterious strong man was likely to be related to Han Luoling or Han Xu, so the attention of the two masters Ku Hui and Ku Zhi was placed in the No. 9 private room where Han Xu was located at the beginning.

It was not until they discovered that except for Han Xu, the only two little maids in the private room of No. 9, that they expanded their spiritual consciousness.

Wu Xiuxian, Wu Xiuren, Zhu Ze and Poison Snake, Tang Liang, both the nobles of the court and the masters of the martial arts world, always pay attention to the situation around them.

"Junior brother, have you felt it?" Ku Hui turned his gaze to the location of the private room No. 9. Just now, he felt the power of the Great Vajra Handprint appeared. Although it was just a flash in the pan, he did feel it.

Kuzhi nodded, and he also felt it.

"Donor, please show up?" Kuzhi said loudly.

Everyone followed Kuzhi's eyes and focused on the private room No. 9.

"It's true there!" Wu Xiuxian and Wu Xiuren had long speculated.

The most surprising thing is that Tang Liang, the Tang Sect is far away in Western Shu, and there is not much information about what has happened in the royal city recently.

However, there was no movement in the private room No. 9.

Just now, Han Xu finally couldn't suppress the power of the Great Vajra Handprint, mainly because the spiritual power consumed for Qing'er's muscles and marrow cutting had not been fully recovered, which reduced his control of his body's power a lot.

With the joint efforts of Kuhui and Kuzhi, Han Xu's disguise was torn apart.

But in just a short moment, the trace of breath that overflowed from Han Xu disappeared.

The reason is naturally because of Han Xu's system.

Just as the breath overflowed, Han Xu felt a mysterious force wrapping him, as if there was an invisible barrier around him, blocking other people's perceptions.

He knew that this power belonged to the system, so he felt relieved. No one in this world could spy on him through the power of the system.

Sure enough, no matter how Kuhui and Kuzhi use spiritual consciousness to detect it, they cannot find the previous aura.

Kuhui was fine, but she just frowned and thought.

Kuzhi was obviously not as calm as his senior brother. He raised his hand and a golden handprint emerged out of thin air. He shattered the private room No. 9 with one palm, revealing the figures of Han Xu and the other two.

Han Xu had a gloomy face, and there seemed to be anger burning in his eyes. He looked directly at Kuzhi without any scruples and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Where are others?" Kuzhi seemed to have not heard Han Xu's words, but instead questioned. He also showed anger on his face, and his breath surged around him, hiding the power of thunder.

As for Han Xu, he is just an ordinary person in his eyes, and he doesn't have to waste his energy to pay attention to Han Xu's feelings.

"Monk, what are you asking you, what are you trying to do?" Han Xu became more angry when he saw Kuzhi's attitude. He didn't give Han Xu any face when he just now. Even if he was not careful, Qing'er and Nishang would be injured.

Monk?

Han Xu was really rude. You should know that those who stood on the stage were the monks of the Ku generation in the Hangkong Temple. Except for His Majesty Wu Emperor, who in the world dared not give them face?

Unexpectedly, Han Xu dared to be so rude.

Even Kuzhi himself did not expect that this was the case. After coming to the royal city, no one they met dared to disrespect them. Even the great worshippers in the sacrificial court personally met with them.

Kuzhi raised his hand to Han Xu, and a golden handprint condensed in front of him, and he was about to hit Han Xu.

"Okay, just kill him with this palm." Wu Xiuren looked excitedly.

"Amitabha!" At this time, a Buddha's name sounded, Kuhui pressed Kuzhi's shoulders, and the golden handprints disappeared immediately.

"Senior brother, why did you stop me? The breath just now clearly appeared there?" Kuzhi asked unwillingly.

Kuhui glared at Kuzhi, as if he had said something by sending a message to the secret, so that Kuzhi's hostility gradually dissipated.

The Buddha's light gradually disappeared, and everyone woke up one after another.

The demon-subduing pestle fell from the air and was taken into his hand by Kuhui. Kuhui handed it to the shopkeeper and said, "The demon-subduing pestle has been consecrated. I still have important things to do, so let's take the lead."

"Goodbye, everyone."

Before the shopkeeper could figure out what was going on, Kuhui and Kuzhi turned into two golden lights and disappeared.

Han Xu didn't understand why the two left like this. Just now, Kuzhi seemed to be trying to suppress him by force, and he didn't know what Kuhui said to him.

Wu Xiuren looked at Han Xu's No. 9 private room viciously and said, "Good luck boy, let you escape another disaster."

Everyone who had just come to their senses was not clear about what had happened before. They quickly focused their attention on the shopkeeper's hand. The extraordinary magic weapon, which was refined by the Hanging Temple, was consecrated by two monks, and had three powerful attacks, the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

The shopkeeper was very good at taking the opportunity and said loudly: "Everyone, this demon-subduing pestle does not have a starting price. You can bid at will. Dear guests, you can start!"

"I offer six million!" Wu Xiuren quoted, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was the same as the price of Han Xu's purchase of Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng.
Chapter completed!