Chapter 1621 Dead Silence

Qing Que looked at the Great Wisdom Master, nodded and said, "It doesn't matter."

Master Dazhi clasped his palms together and saluted, "Thank you."

Qing Que took two steps back, and said slowly, "Do you need me to tell you how to bypass the soul spell?"

Master Dazhi walked slowly, his eyes were calm and unwavering, "You don't need to trouble fellow Taoists."

Qing Que nodded with a smile, "I heard that Master Dazhi is a bitter Zen master. The physical body can break through all obstacles. The eight senses of the Zen family know seven of them. The mana sense is supernatural. This Shenmu tripod may not be able to stop the master's spiritual detection, but still Master please be careful, don't disturb that evil spirit."

"The old monk understands."

Master Dazhi had already walked in front of the Shenmu cauldron.

He sat down slowly, still in that weird posture, with his hands on the tripod, his eyes closed.

Four hours passed by little by little, and the hall was silent, no one spoke.

Those monks were still fidgeting, for fear that the evil spirits would suddenly appear and swallow them up. Some of them also tried to escape, but they gave up after trying a few times, and they couldn't leave.

"Amitabha, Amitabha..."

The hasty voice suddenly sounded, far less determined than before, and it was as chaotic as raindrops, beating people's hearts into chaos.

Sitting upright, the Great Wisdom Master trembled, his complexion turned blue and white, and he looked rather pervasive, his lips kept opening and closing, and a series of incomprehensible syllables flowed out, "Namo Amitabha Ye, Dotagata Ye, Dodi Yehe..."

The situation is quite strange.

Zhou Shu's voice came from Qingque's ear again, "Quickly, let him leave the Shenmu cauldron!"

Qing Que's complexion tightened, she took two steps quickly, raised her hand and swung it vigorously.

With a bang, Master Dazhi flew away, and fell to the side of the stage like a dead tree.

Everyone in the audience didn't know why, but their complexions became ugly. It could be seen that Master Dazhi must have been affected by something to become like this.

"There really are evil spirits..."

"Could it be that Master Dazhi was possessed by an evil spirit?"

"No way, what about us?"

The crowd panicked again, but they didn't dare to leave, and the atmosphere became even more strange.

After a while, Master Dazhi got up slowly, his expression gradually became normal, and he saluted Qingque, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

Qing Que replied, "No thanks, what happened to Master just now?"

"There are indeed evil spirits."

The Venerable Great Wisdom sighed, and said slowly, "The old monk just sensed it, and after just one glance, he was affected by it, and his mind was a little lost, but he couldn't leave immediately. The Heavenly Dragon Rebirth Curse intends to dispel all evil spirits and stabilize the mind, but it has little effect, if the fellow Taoist hadn't pushed me away urgently, I'm afraid I would be killed by that evil spirit..."

Before the words were finished, the audience was already noisy.

"What, just glanced at it, and lost your mind?"

"I'm not mistaken. This is a great wise master, a monk of the eighth level of transcending tribulations, or a bitter meditation practice with extreme perseverance. Is that evil spirit really so terrible?"

"Yeah, and it's useless for him to recite the mantra of rebirth, it's the secret scripture of Tianlong Temple, and it can even save evil spirits."

"However, it has no effect on the evil soul at all, and it's just the result of a glance."

"Evil soul..."

The noise gradually disappeared and turned into a dead silence. Fear spread, and everyone's faces were similar and ugly.

The horror of the evil spirits was something they didn't quite understand before, but after Master Dazhi's personal experiment, they now fully understand that there is nothing to say, and everyone knows that no one present can resist the evil spirits, which spread throughout the entire world. In the world of cultivating immortals, I am afraid there are not many.

Qing Que, who presided over the auction, was no exception. She also had a lot of fear in her heart. If that voice hadn't been guiding and encouraging her, she might not be able to persevere.

A monk suddenly stood up and screamed in despair, "Who brought it here?"

"Find out and kill him!"

"Yeah, the thing that hurts people, if the world is not chaotic, kill him!"

Many monks responded, but the Emei monk was completely dumbfounded, and stood there like an idiot.

"Everyone, don't be noisy."

Qing Que calmed down, and said slowly, "Master Dazhi has confirmed that there are evil spirits inside, so there is no need to say anything else. Let me introduce the specific auction situation of the Shenmu Ding, and then everyone will bid for competition."

"Who wants to compete for this thing..."

"If you give me a hundred thousand yuan stone, I don't dare to take it..."

A few voices floated in the venue, full of powerlessness. Although there were only a few voices, they were probably everyone's thoughts.

Qing Que remained calm, "The evil soul is terrifying, and everyone has seen it. The soul seal cannot stop it. It didn't come out because the Shenmu cauldron and itself were not perfect. It will be fine now, but according to us It is estimated that in twenty years at most, the evil spirit will come out of the Shenmu cauldron."

"knew."

"Always have to come out, right..."

It was still a weak response, and everyone had completely lost interest in the Shenmu Ding.

Qingque continued, "Everyone understands that the current Shenmu tripod is by no means a treasure, it is the source of evil, carrying it means bringing death, and when the evil soul appears, there is no need to say what the consequences will be. However, since the auction has started, there must be a result. You can start bidding, and the reserve price is only one primordial stone..."

She smiled and looked at the audience, "One primeval stone, one may get a magic weapon of heaven, what are you waiting for?"

A primordial stone obtained a magic weapon of heaven, who would believe it? Everyone thought it was a joke, but none of the people present thought so. They all took a look at the Shenmu cauldron, then retracted their eyes in fear and lowered their heads.

After almost a hundred breaths, no one spoke.

"Aren't you going to bid?"

Qingque shook her head slightly, and said slowly, "I know that no one wants to have contact with the evil spirit, but this evil spirit will come out sooner or later, and sooner or later it will harm the world of cultivating immortals. Restraint, there are several major sects that can suppress or even eliminate it, here are two..."

Everyone looked at Zheng Daoxuan and Master Dazhi.

If there was anyone who could suppress the evil spirits, they were the only ones, and the two of them stood still without any expression.

Qingque smiled, "Hehe, it's not without benefits to take pictures of the Shenmu cauldron. First, if anyone can stand up and buy it, eliminate evil spirits, and solve the big trouble in the Xuanhuang Realm, then all immortal cultivators will respect him and be famous all over the world." , both myself and the sect can gain a high reputation, and second, after suppressing the evil spirits, this sacred wood tripod will naturally belong to them, and the magic weapon of heaven is not so easy to get, right?"

"That's right."

"If anyone buys the Shenmu tripod, I will be the first to salute to him."

"The big sect should have the courage of the big sect. This kind of thing should have been done by the big sect."

"Yeah, like Kunlun..."

"The number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals, it shouldn't be a big problem to suppress an evil spirit, not to mention the Shenmu cauldron is easy to get, it's time for Kunlun to take action."

"Yeah, so we'll be saved."

Everyone was talking about it, and almost all eyes focused on Zheng Daoxuan.