I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 318 The Jiuxiao God-killing Spear shows its power again!
When most cultivators release their spiritual consciousness, they will instinctively spread it out, like an invisible sea of ​​spiritual consciousness fog that instantly covers a certain area.

This has become the instinct of the monks. Unless the circumstances are special, they will choose to concentrate their spiritual awareness and target a certain person or area alone.

Even mortals would feel a sense of sensitivity when being watched from behind by others, not to mention the spiritual awareness of cultivators that can cover all directions.

Therefore, when they wanted to leave a spiritual mark on Qin Mu, although the spiritual mark was only aimed at Qin Mu, the range of their spiritual consciousness had already covered the surroundings of Qin Mu, including the Cangshan Old Demon and the Mingshui.

Since the Old Demon Cangshan came to participate in the auction, he would naturally be prepared for such things. He had already used his spiritual sense to condense a shield outside his body to resist the spiritual sense released from time to time by many cultivators.

In fact, most of the cultivators with high cultivation would do this. As for the cultivators with weaker cultivation, although they sensed the countless spiritual consciousness covering themselves, they had already gotten used to it and had become calm.

After all, whenever an auction item appears, the monks will subconsciously spread out their spiritual consciousness.

When the monk sitting in the back sends out his spiritual sense to investigate the auction items, he will naturally cover the monk in front as well.

Some cultivators would be like Qin Mu, wearing a sky-covering robe that could evade detection by spiritual sense, and a face mask that could also resist detection by spiritual sense.

Although the sky-covering robe and the face-covering device can avoid the detection of spiritual consciousness, they cannot prevent the monks from leaving the mark of spiritual consciousness.

now……

Although the monks' bodies were unable to move due to the aura of Mingshui, their spiritual consciousness was not affected.

As Mingshui's cold and hoarse voice resounded throughout the silent auction scene, almost all the cultivators left their spiritual imprints on the cultivators who started to bully Mingshui, wishing they could skin them alive and tear their bones apart!

As the auction entered the second half, the cultivators who remained on the scene were almost all top figures in the world of immortal cultivation.

With their status, if they stomp their feet within their own sphere of influence, several immortal cultivation circles will experience an earthquake. Just giving an order may change the fate of countless cultivators.

A person like this is certainly not a fool.

When they were counterattacked by Mingshui's spiritual consciousness and suffered hidden injuries, they already knew in their hearts that Mingshui's strength was definitely able to crush all the cultivators at the auction site.

Since they couldn't beat the other party, they could only play dumb and pretend nothing had happened, allowing the auction to go on.

After all, in this matter, it was their unconscious behavior that provoked the other party.

In the past, there have been cases where cultivators who had been in seclusion for a long time were walking in the Immortal Pavilion and had violent reactions when they were detected by people's spiritual sense.

Even the old demon Cangshan, who was only half a zhang away from Qin Mu, did not associate the incident with Qin Mu, but only thought that Mingshui was too sensitive.

There are many monks who think like him.

It's just... this matter had originally been suppressed with the tacit understanding of most cultivators, but because of a few idiots' words, the extremely powerful Mingshui was angered, not only allowing everyone to witness the power of the celestial being, but also putting them into an unprecedented crisis!
"The fact that this person's spiritual consciousness turned into needles and attacked tens of thousands of cultivators at once has already demonstrated his tremendous cultivation. How could there still be idiots who don't understand the seriousness of the matter?"

"Isn't it just that his spiritual consciousness was injured? He will be almost healed after ten days or half a month of recuperation. But now, because of these idiots, it is already a question whether he can survive today!"

"If I don't die today, I will order someone to investigate those idiots thoroughly!"

While some monks were thinking this with gloomy faces, other monks noticed the black spear in Mingshui's hand.

Such a terrifying figure who could suppress tens of thousands of monks with his aura alone, holding a spear in his hand, then this spear must be unusual!
The old demon Cangshan naturally also noticed the black spear in Mingshui's hand. His eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"It's actually him?"

"So, could it be that the weapon he is holding is the mysterious spear that ranks seventh on the Divine Weapon List?"

At this time, Mingshui continued to speak in a hoarse voice.

"It is undeniable that I am a little sensitive."

"But I am not the kind of person who would haggle over small details. Since I have already taught you a lesson, I will try to settle the matter peacefully and pretend that nothing has happened. Let the auction continue."

"But there are always some fools who challenge my temper!"

Having said that, he slowly raised the Jiuxiao God-killing Spear in his hand, pointing the tip of the spear at everyone.

The tip of the gun seemed to be filled with endless murderous intent, while the gun body was flowing with a deep light, as if swallowing up all the light around it.

Just being pointed at made the monks present feel a chill down their spine.

Mingshui's cold and low laughter also sounded at this moment.

"In the past, Yao Yuqing was able to destroy Daqian and countless cultivators. Today, I can also kill you all here!"

Yao Yuqing, who was hiding in the crowd and pretending to be tied up, raised the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing these words.

Mingshui continued, "Of course, I am not the kind of person who doesn't distinguish right from wrong. I came here today simply to participate in the auction. Since most of the Taoists just now acted as if nothing happened."

"I will also remember your kindness, so... now there are two options for you to choose from!"

"First, you all work together to kill those idiots. I will not be killed. You can continue to participate in the auction. But if anyone wants to leave during this period, they will have to try my tricks!"

"Second, everyone continue to uphold the rules of Tongtian Tower, and then I will kill you all here!"

After saying this, Mingshui withdrew the aura he had exerted on the many cultivators, stared at them with a cold gaze, and waited for their choice.

And the moment they regained their freedom, dozens of figures immediately turned into rays of light and flew away in all directions.

Although there was the second floor of Tongtian Tower above their heads, a mere layer of wooden boards could not block their escape light.

In their opinion, although Mingshui's cultivation was high, their own escape methods were not weak either. As long as they were given a moment, they would disappear without a trace.

However, the God-killing Spear in Mingshui's hand was faster than them. Almost at the moment when they turned into light and flew off the ground, they were pierced through the chest by a beam of black light.

They didn't even sense the speed of the black light before they died.

Before everyone present could react, the bodies of the monks who had transformed into light fell from mid-air.

Mingshui sneered coldly, "Now, I will count to three. If you don't make a choice during this period, I will have no choice but to send you to accompany them!"

When he said this, those old monsters and the leaders of the major sects in the holy land all sat there quietly without making any movement.

Even the big shots in the private rooms upstairs did not move.

As for the cultivators who were arguing with Mingshui's words, they were trembling all over and unable to sit still. Their faces were pale and they couldn't even utter a word.

Mingshui sneered and said, "One!" The moment his voice fell, thousands of magical powers were displayed from all directions at the same time, and hit the cultivators who had just bullied Mingshui.

They didn't even have time to scream before they turned to ashes.

Mingshui nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Very good, it seems that all of you Taoist friends are smart people."

After saying this, his figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of many cultivators. When he appeared again, he was already on the right side of Qin Mu, slowly sitting down with the God-killing Spear in his hand.

"I think the auction can continue. What do you think, fellow Taoists?"

Amid his cold questioning, the former Heavenly Master of the Divine Sky Sect, Taiwei Taoist, immediately stood up from a corner, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I think so too. We were wrong in this matter after all. We should not have probed out our spiritual sense recklessly. Since the senior is broad-minded and has given us a small punishment and a big warning, we should also recognize our mistakes."

"As for those ignorant idiots who don't know how to repay their gratitude, they deserve to die!"

After he took the lead, the auction site, which was filled with a depressing and solemn atmosphere, was immediately filled with sparse accompanying voices.

Taoist Taiwei smiled as he looked at the pale auctioneer Li Xin at the auction table, and said in a gentle voice: "Daoyou Li Xin, what do you think?"

When Li Xin felt Mingshui's cold gaze falling on him, he immediately forced a smile and said dryly, "Taiwei Tianshi is right... Then, the auction will continue."

"Previously, a fellow Taoist bid 95 million. Is there any senior who can offer a higher price?"

Amid her questioning, the scene remained silent.

Li Xin secretly swallowed her saliva, took a small hammer and gently knocked on the gong beside her. Even though she pretended to be calm, her voice was still trembling as she said, "Ninety-five million for the first time!"

After waiting for a few moments and seeing that no one was bidding, she took the hammer and knocked again.

"Ninety-five million the second time!"

This time, the auction site was still silent.

Seeing this, Li Xin took a deep breath and said, "Deal, congratulations to this fellow Taoist!"

"Now, please welcome the 31st auction item."

As her clear but trembling voice sounded, the old man Huangsha, whose skinny cheeks looked like a skull covered with a layer of yellow skin, slowly walked towards her holding a tray.

On the tray was a transparent jade bottle, in which a drop of golden tear-shaped liquid was suspended in the air.

Li Xin said, "This is Buddha's Tear. It is said that it was made by an ancient Buddha from Pushan Temple who ascended to the immortal world tens of thousands of years ago. He mixed a tear with the Emperor's elixir and added the power of Buddhist faith. It is an incomparably precious elixir."

"In the past, this ancient Buddha refined a total of eighty-one tears. It is the existence of Buddha's Tears that has added a layer of heritage to Pushan Zen Temple, allowing them to go through several eras and still maintain the pinnacle of the holy land."

"And its effect has even touched upon the rules. Even if one's bones and flesh are destroyed and one's soul is scattered, one can still be reborn intact in an instant and temporarily break through the current realm."

"If you hold Buddha's Tears in your heart while practicing, you can not only avoid inner demons, but also keep your mind clear. Even when practicing Buddhist techniques and supernatural powers, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

"In summary, the starting price for this Buddha's Tear is five million high-grade spirit stones!"

After she finished introducing this passage, Master Puzhi, who was from Pushan Monastery and had concealed his identity, suppressed his uneasiness and tentatively raised his sign and said, "Five million and two hundred thousand!"

When Mingshui finished speaking, he raised his sign and said, "Five and a half million!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, silence immediately returned to the scene, and no monk dared to bid with him at this time.

When Master Puzhi heard the sound of Mingshui, his lips couldn't stop trembling.

"It's over, it's over. If I hadn't asked, how could I have let this senior spend an extra 300,000 spirit stones for nothing?"

"He won't kill me, will he?"

Not only him, all the cultivators were waiting for Mingshui's move.

At this time, Qin Mu pretended to hold up the sign and shouted with a trembling voice: "Five...five million and eight hundred thousand?"

The old demon Cangshan turned his head slightly and glanced at him. As far as he knew, this drop of Buddha's tear was also one of the auction items that Qin Mu took out.

"In that case, he must have been instructed by the mysterious monk on the left to speak at this time."

Thinking that Mingshui once saved his life, since Mingshui wanted to restore the auction to its former bustle, he didn't mind expressing his goodwill.

He immediately looked at Mingshui through Qin Mu and asked calmly, "Since you have chosen to sit down and continue to participate in the auction, then if I beat you in price, you will not hunt me down afterwards, right?"

Mingshui said in a cold voice: "Since I am sitting here and have not gone to snatch the remaining auction items, I will not bear a grudge against you just because your price is higher than mine."

Their conversation seemed extremely abrupt in the silent auction hall, and those present were all monks with profound cultivation, so they could naturally hear it clearly.

After Mingshui finished speaking, the old demon Cangshan nodded slightly and raised the sign, saying, "Six million!"

After Mingshui raised his sign, he also raised his sign and said, "Six million and two hundred thousand!"

After Master Puzhi heard their bidding, he finally relaxed and raised his sign, shouting, "Six and a half million!"

As his voice rang out, sporadic bidding sounds began to emanate.

When the price exceeded eight million, Mingshui stopped participating in the bidding and just sat there quietly.

And the auction finally returned to order.

It was not until this time that Qin Mu had time to look at the harvest from killing those cultivators with the God-killing Spear.

"Your Nine Heavens God-killing Spear consumed five hundred years of your lifespan to kill a late Mahayana cultivator. As a result, your lifespan increased by forty-eight thousand years, your luck increased by twelve thousand points, your merits increased by eighty thousand, and your spiritual power increased by twenty-four hundred and fifty years!"

"Your Nine Heavens God-killing Spear consumed one thousand years of your lifespan to kill a Mahayana peak cultivator. As a result, your lifespan increased by 65,049 years, your luck increased by 81,400 points, your merits increased by 230,000, and your spiritual power increased by 1,618 years!"

"Your Nine Heavens God-killing Spear consumes..."

"Your Nine Heavens God-killing Spear consumes..."

The God-killing Spear killed fourteen cultivators in an instant, and Qin Mu gained a total of 680,000 years of life, 1.2 million points of luck, 890,000 merits, and 110,000 years of spiritual power.

However, these feedbacks are still in the God-killing Gun. Qin Mu plans to take back some of them after the auction is over.

(End of this chapter)