Chapter 872 Where Is Xiao Meng? (Please Vote for Recommendation)

"It's still somewhat magical." The shopkeeper's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately saw the extraordinaryness of this hand bone. It was definitely not something that could be described as magical, but in his own business, the peaches in the sky would have to be reduced to rotten fruits on the ground. If you can bluff, you can bluff, if you can bluff, you can make money by buying low and selling high.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party claimed to be the treasure of the clan and was quite confident in his words, and Wanbao Pavilion was not the only merchant who could pawn similar items, he wouldn't even say "somewhat magical".

The frail scholar's eyes widened and his voice became louder: "It's more than a bit magical! This hand bone was obtained by my ancestors from an immortal tomb. Without being refined, it has the power of a treasure weapon. If it is triggered, it will be triggered immediately. Death can also drive away evil spirits and resist curses!"

He has a certain judgment on the value of hand bones... The shopkeeper thought to himself, looked at the scholar up and down, and said thoughtfully: "How much property do you want to pawn?"

The frail scholar gritted his teeth and said, "It's worth at least five low-grade weapons!"

"Five low-grade treasures?" The shopkeeper looked shocked and surprised, "You are crazy and want to pawn five low-grade treasures!"

Shocked by his momentum and reaction, the frail scholar stepped back slightly, showing a bit of weakness: "Shopkeeper, how much do you think you can pawn?"

The shopkeeper took the hand bone with a shimmering white light in the darkness, turned it over and inspected it, and finally said with a sincere face: "It is the main material for refining a treasure weapon. Only scholars like you who have never seen the world can take it for granted. Bao, no matter how hard I feel, I can’t let my boss suffer. At most, five top-quality weapons can be exchanged for money and property, which is enough to make you a rich man!”

The weak scholar's face suddenly turned red. He raised his right hand and pointed at the shopkeeper tremblingly: "You, you are going too far!"

He grabbed the black hand bone, turned around and left. The shopkeeper shouted several times from behind, but seeing no effect, he pondered for a moment, turned to call a waiter, and said in a low voice: "Go and invite the two guests, let them do this Such..."

Wanbao Pavilion is a good treasure and weapons shop in the world. It has branches in many cities and counties. The supply of goods is complex and diverse. It is rumored that it is inextricably related to Tieyi Tower. Each branch is guarded by guest officials.

On the street, a frail scholar held up his black hand bones and walked with an angry look on his face, trying to go to another store.

Suddenly, he was hit by someone and almost fell down. When he was about to yell, the person got into the crowd, as slippery as a loach, and quickly disappeared.

"Hurry up and get reincarnated!" The weak scholar cursed, rubbed his injured arm, and continued to move forward.

After a while, when he came to Anjin Tower and reached for his waist, he suddenly froze, his face turned blue and white, and then he let out a shrill and angry shout:

"Catch the thief!"

With a cry in his voice, he hurriedly looked back, but where was the trace of the thief?

Not far away, another guest looked at him coldly and nodded slightly. There was nothing wrong with this person.

In the Wanbao Pavilion, the shopkeeper played with the pitch-black hand bones. He felt that his hands were cold and cold, without any warmth from the world. It was like falling into an ice cave, an ice cave without any life.

"Nice treasure." He took the pitch-black hand bone, walked up the stairs, arrived at the third floor, and knocked on the door of a certain room.

This is the master treasure appraiser sent by the headquarters. His vision is far better than his own. He should be able to accurately judge the value of this dark hand bone.

"Come in." An old voice came from it.

The shopkeeper pushed open the wooden door, stepped in cautiously, and said respectfully: "Mr. Dong, I have received a treasure, but I am not sure. Please take a look."

Mr. Dong was an old man with an orange-peel face, sparse white hair and almost baldness. He raised his eyes and looked at the dark hand bone in the shopkeeper's hand. He let out a light sigh and took the initiative to greet it. He picked it up and inspected it repeatedly.

After a long time, a red light appeared on his face: "I'm afraid these are the remains of the Dharma Body that were practiced in Yingui Huangquan-like exercises. They contain the horror of life and death and can be used as auxiliary materials for refining divine weapons or as the main components of the best treasure weapons." It’s a material, and the effect is definitely special, and it’s something that most people can resist!”

"The remains of Dharmakaya?" The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and was inexplicably surprised. The hand bones were much more valuable than he thought!

He thought about it and took the initiative to report that he had not purchased it but sent someone to steal it, so as not to cause trouble in the future and no one would support him.

Mr. Dong chuckled and was not surprised: "The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. You have done well, and your boss will definitely reward you!"

"We at Wanbao Pavilion will have an auction in the near future, and this hand bone can be used as one of the ballast items."

Not long after, the hand bone was secretly sent to the main pavilion in a nearby city. A top treasure appraiser made the final confirmation that it was indeed the remains of the Dharmakaya!

Then, the appearance and general situation of each auction item was sent to the hands of the powerful men from the three religions and nine tiers they planned to invite.

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In a dark hall with billowing black mist, the surrounding walls are carved with strange-looking demons and gods. There are people with black armor and six arms, people with one eye and no mouth, people with fleshy balls and tentacles, and people with scales everywhere. , it makes people stand on end and feel the deepest and deepest malice.

At the top of the main hall, black mist condensed and formed a lotus platform.

It is like a starless and moonless night sky, with a tranquil darkness. The lotus petals are lifelike, as if carved from black gemstones, hiding infinite vitality. There is a person sitting cross-legged on it, with his back to the palace door, wearing a dark broad robe and a headband. Wooden hairpin, misty and lofty.

"Sect Master, there is news." A tall man stepped into the palace door, but his outline was blurry and divergent.

"What's the news?" The lotus platform turned, and the person sitting cross-legged appeared in front. He had an elegant and unrestrained temperament, his eyes were slightly weathered, his facial features were handsome and profound, and he had the charm of a god and a demon. He was the "Magician" Han Guang!

But compared to before, he was more composed, like an old monk, clear inside and outside, chanting sutras with a bright head, and a golden swastika looming between his eyebrows!

The vague figure of the demon said: "Sect Master, Wanbao Pavilion invited your subordinates to participate in the auction and sent detailed information. Among them, there is an item that is very similar to the bones you obtained from the Life and Death Sect."

While he was talking, he took out a translucent stone and showed the image. The bones of his hand were dark and the flow was slightly white. The two were harmonious and represented the cycle of life and death.

Han Guang smiled slightly: "Another bone from hell."

Bones of Hell? That demon was slightly stunned. It turned out to be the remains of the legendary evil god Huang Quan. His value cannot be described as the auxiliary material or main material of a divine weapon!

The sect master was actually able to identify its true origin!

Han Guang made a seal with his hands on his knees, like a Buddha or a demon, and said calmly: "The remains of Huang Quan should have fallen into the hands of the Wuchang Sect of Life and Death. Even if there are some omissions, they are very few. This hand bone is probably from the Wuchang Sect of Life and Death." Deliberately leaked to catch those who know the goods."

He paused and seemed to be talking to himself: "Could it be that the Netherworld Emperor has discovered the truth about life and death, stepped into the dharma body, and relied on the sect's heritage to have the confidence to deal with me?"

There are several bones of hell in his hands.

The demon who reported back said nothing, knowing that the sect master was considering the problem.

After a while, Han Guang's face was calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well: "Check the origin of this hand bone, let's wait and see what happens."

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Somewhere in a secret place, there are mountains of bones, numerous ancient tombs, no trace of flying birds, and the sky is so low that it seems to be just three feet above the head, no matter how tall I am.

The tombs, which may be old or gloomy, may seem chaotic and disorderly, but if you look down, you will find that they hide mysteries. The further you go in, the stronger the yin energy becomes, and the vegetation gradually stops growing. But at the core, there is yang at the yin pole. , the weeds growing beside the tomb are nearly half a man tall!

Inside the ancient tomb, there was an eerie silence. A huge coffin stood quietly, dark and heavy, more than two feet long, and engraved with patterns of the underworld. A green lantern was placed at one end and one end, mottled with ancient patterns, and the flames were green. , seemed to be suppressing or relieving something, and the light illuminated the stone wall behind the coffin in a bleak light.

At this time, a man surrounded by the mist of the sea of ​​​​blood came in from the outside, his steps were a little hasty, and he said straightforwardly: "Sect Master, there is a bone from the underworld!"

"Bones of the Underworld? Han Guang is greedy and wants to lure me into taking the bait and seize the entire remains?" A deep and majestic voice came from the coffin, and there seemed to be gurgling water passing through the void.

The only remaining master of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect released the scene he had obtained over and over again, and whispered: "Sect Master, I always feel that this hand bone is different from the others."

The cold water overflowed and covered the image of the dark hand bones. After a long time, the Netherworld Emperor said in a deep voice: "There is indeed a slight difference."

Although the other hand bone has been taken away by Han Guang, it has been in the hands of Life and Death Wuchang for many years, and the characteristics of the details are known. Especially Huang Quan, as the evil god, has slightly different powers on his left and right hands, so it is not difficult to distinguish.

"Is it the one we have never found?" the grandmaster guessed.

According to the records of the founder, when Huang Quan's skeleton was discovered, one of his hand bones had no power, as if it were fake. He tried many times but failed to find the miracle. Therefore, it was suspected that someone had found the skeleton in advance, and for some unknown reason, only one hand was taken away. Bones were replaced with similar but less powerful hand bones.

Emperor Netherworld said slowly: "It may be a scam if it appears suddenly."

"Are you turning a blind eye?" The grandmaster's expression was as stiff as a mummy, and he couldn't even frown.

The Nether Emperor's voice was hoarse: "No, if it is true, I will seize it at any cost."

If it is the real hand bone that can be deliberately taken away, it must be different from other bones. Maybe it contains Huang Quan's biggest secret, the secret that can make him advance by leaps and bounds!

"No matter the cost..." the grandmaster repeated these four words.

There was a bit of chill in the voice of Emperor Netherworld: "My Life and Death Immortality Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. Although there have been several disasters that destroyed the family, I have always been able to come back from the dead. How can I have no foundation? It can even be said that our foundation is stronger than Shaolin!”

"If the hand bones are real, what does it mean to lose some of my heritage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark wind blew up, and the stone wall behind the huge coffin made a rattling sound. The forbidden method was unlocked and he retreated to both sides.

The monstrous corpse energy rushed towards his face, making the grandmaster couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that there was a flying yaksha and a drought demon zombie standing in front of him.

He reluctantly looked around and saw a secret hall behind the stone wall. There were five coffins inside. They were all ancient bronze coffins and were engraved with strange inscriptions. They did not look like protection, but rather like suppression. On each coffin, there was There are also three green lamps placed, with green flames swaying, holding the lid firmly down.

Even so, the terrifying corpse energy and death intention seem to be real!

The three ancient bronze coffins in the center have no tablets and are inexplicably deep. There are tombstones on both sides of the coffins, with the words "King of Corpses" and "King of Yincaofu" written respectively.

The grandmaster suddenly realized that these were the corpses of the two most recent Dharmakaya ancestors of the Life and Death Sect!

The body of the previous Dharmakaya Patriarch had been destroyed long ago due to several disasters that destroyed the sect.

"When it comes to manipulating corpses, who in the world can be better than our sect? When the Earthly Immortal Relic falls into the hands of the Cao family, it's like a secret act!" Emperor Netherworld said, "They all have Earthly Immortal Relic, let alone the long-term Are we looking for corpses?”

"Find a subordinate and ask him to take the ancestor of the 'Corpse King' to seize the hand bones of Huangquan!"

This is a test, you can give it up!

"Yes, Master." The man bowed.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound, and saw three green lamps suddenly extinguished, and the bronze coffin slowly opened with a heavy sound.

Suddenly, a palm stretched out from it, flesh and blood full like a living person, but a layer of red hair about an inch long quickly grew wildly!

Last night I said I would take a nap and get up to write, but I fell asleep because I was too tired to get up early to learn to drive. I woke up at 6:30 in the morning and hurriedly got up to write. I ask for recommendation votes on Monday, and by the way, recommend my friend's new book: "Prayer", book number: 3580933.