About five minutes later, everyone found the entrance to the seventh floor pagoda.

There is nothing to search on the sixth floor, and everyone entered the seventh floor of the pagoda as soon as possible.

What made them a little stunned was that the seventh floor was just an empty space, with nothing but a few futons and a few scriptures on the ground.

"Go to the eighth floor!"

Without hesitation, the group went directly to the eighth floor.

When everyone came to the eighth floor, everyone was stunned again, because the eighth floor was the same as the seventh floor. Apart from the few dilapidated and incredible scriptures scattered on the ground, there were some decaying daily necessities. In addition, the entire eighth floor space was empty.

The people from the three major sects and the casual cultivators all looked a little ugly. They tried their best to come to this pagoda to find treasures, but they did not expect that the seventh and eighth pagodas that they had high hopes for were nothing.

With great loss, everyone went to the last floor of the pagoda, the ninth floor.

The moment everyone stepped into the ninth floor of the pagoda, everyone's eyes widened, their eyes full of shock.

As I entered my eyes, there was a golden light, sandalwood was gurgling, and the sound of Buddha was endless. At the front of my sight was a golden platform. On the platform, there were four golden arhats on the left and right. The golden arhats looked lifelike, and there was a flash of golden light on their chests.

"Venice, how do these golden-body arhats wear so much like the ascetic monks we see on the sixth floor?"

Master Yimei looked at the eight golden-body arhats in front of him, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The Buddhist Tianxin did not speak, stared at the eight golden-body arhats in front of him. After a while, he took a deep breath and said solemnly: "That's right, they are ascetic monks."

The ascetic monk, wearing torn shoes and old clothes, holding a three-pronged staff, saw the eight golden-body arhats in front of him, exactly the same as the ascetic monks they met before.

In the center of the eight golden arhats, on a slightly higher Buddhist altar, sitting cross-legged, a thin and wrinkled golden old man was sitting cross-legged. The old man held a Buddhist bead in his left hand and a scripture in his right hand, with his eyes lowered and his eyes staring at the scriptures, as if he was reading the scriptures in the scriptures.

A piece of his abdomen was empty, where an object the size of a baby's fist was emitting a brilliant light, as if it were a bright moon.

"Relics!"

Looking at the old man's abdomen with golden light emitting from his abdomen, everyone widened their eyes. It was the most dazzling relics in the ninth-level pagoda space they saw outside the pagoda!

Rob!

This was the first reaction in everyone's mind. The disciples of the three major sects and the casual cultivators rushed towards the high platform with a crazy look on their faces.

They were very fast, afraid that the treasure would be taken away by others. Almost instantly, seven or eight monks rushed to the platform. They stretched out their greedy hands to the golden-body old man with a fanatic look on their faces, pointing directly at the relics on the old man's abdomen.

Swallowing!

Just as their hands were about to approach the old man's body, behind the old man, dozens of hidden arrows emitting faint light suddenly appeared on the wall of the pagoda. The hidden arrows, with a terrible aura and murderous intent, pierced the bodies of the seven or eight monks at the speed of sound.

"ah!"

As the sharp arrows entered the flesh, several screams rang out.

The bodies of the eight monks were instantly shattered, and monks below the Nascent Soul stage died instantly. Although monks above the Nascent Soul stage escaped, they were shot into spiritual energy by several subsequent waves of bear blood.

In just a moment, all eight monks fell!

Under the platform, the monks who had not had time to jump onto the platform all looked at this scene with horror, with dead souls in their eyes. If they were the ones who rushed in front just now, they would be the ones who died at this moment.

For a moment, everyone stopped and looked at the direction of the platform one by one. No one dared to take a step forward.

"Hmph, a group of idiots. If the relics in the nine-story pagoda can be easily obtained, then the relics will not be rare treasures."

Looking at the eight monks killed by the mechanism on the high platform, a trace of contempt appeared in the eyes of the Buddhists of Tianxin.

Nine-story pagodas are rare even in Lingzhou where Buddhists gather. The owner of the pagoda must have the power of heaven and earth during his lifetime. How could he be willing to easily take away his relics after his death?

"Master Yimei, there are nine relics in total, and we have so many people. Should we talk about how to allocate them now?" At this time, Long Shisan from the Crazy Sword Sect took the lead in saying.

Hearing Long Shisan's words, Master Yimei frowned, looked at Buddhist Tianxin and Zhenren Miaoshui, and said, "I wonder what you two think?"

Before the Miaoshui Zhenren could speak, the Buddhist Tianxin was the first to say: "I only need the relics in the old man's body. As for the other eight, you can see the distribution yourself, and I will no longer interfere."

When Long Shisan and Miaoshui Zhenren heard this, they all frowned.

"I'm afraid I can't fulfill the Venerable's wish. I, Long Shisan, have taken a fancy to the relics in the old man's body, and I, please give them away."

"Our Water Purification Sect is also bound to win it."

Seeing this, Master Yimei frowned and looked at the Buddhist Tianxin with a embarrassed look, saying, "Honor, look, they have different opinions, and this may not be easy to deal with."

"It's not easy to deal with?" The Buddhist Buddhist Tianxin sneered, "Master Yimei, do you still remember the agreement between me and your Shenfu Sect?"

"Although our Wanfo Sect is located in Lingzhou, not everyone can bully it."

Hearing the words of the Buddhist disciple Tianxin, Master Yimei's face changed. The Divine Fu Sect is indeed respectful in Tianzhou, but it is still much worse than the Wanfo Sect in Lingzhou. If they are in a relic, it will be inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Master Yimei coughed lightly, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "Of course I remember that since the Venerable is determined by the relics in the old man with golden body, our Divine Talisman Sect should follow him."

As he said that, Master Yimei looked at Long Shisan and Miaoshui Zhenren, and said, "I wonder if you two will give me a face to the Divine Talisman Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Long Shisan frowned. In Tianzhou, their Kuang Dao Sect was not afraid of the Divine Talisman Sect, but if they added the Wanfo Sect in Lingzhou, he had to weigh the pros and cons in his heart.

Just as Long Shisan was thinking and hesitating, Master Miaoshui snorted coldly and said, "We all rely on our abilities to belong to the relics. If Master Yimei wants to threaten me with the Divine Talisman Sect, then I can only tell you regretfully that you may have made the wrong idea."

"So, Master Miaoshui, are you unwilling to give me this face?" Master Yimei's face was a little gloomy when he was rejected by Master Miaoshui in public.
Chapter completed!