Just 10 million is really nothing to these old monks.

Although it is indeed a bit outrageously expensive than Master Wuneng who bought dozens of pieces of 8 million yuan, he didn't hear the owner of the museum say that Master Wuneng packed some rough magic tools with poor quality and insufficient workmanship.

What is left now is the best among the best.

They were not blind, and they could see at a glance that the remaining magic weapons containing the essence of the green dragon on the Bogu Shelf were indeed far better than those brought back to the Honan Temple by Master Wuneng before.

What the hell were those who were called back by Master Wuneng?

It seems that it is no different from the handicrafts sold at a roadside stall that cost a few dollars per pound.

——Otherwise, Master Zhiyuan would not have mistakenly thought that Master Wuneng was deceived by the dizzy eyes.

So, the four old monks, Dagu Baixiu and Master Zhiyuan, donated generously, and each of them claimed a magic weapon that was "destined to be".

The rich and powerful Master Zhijia hesitated for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Does each of us have a fate with one magic weapon?"

Tang Zeqian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he might have sold it too cheaply, but compared to buying more than 20 items before, he bought eight million yuan, now he has sold it for ten million yuan...

——However, the money has been paid, so you can’t go back on your word. Does the host of the dignified Gouxuan Pavilion want to be faced?

So he nodded and said, "No, right! You can recall that although Zen Master Wuneng got a lot of magical instruments, he did not take those magical instruments for himself, right?"

Several old monks thought: If Master Wuneng had not assigned magical tools to various palaces and courtyards, others would not have known it.

From this perspective, Master Wuneng can indeed be regarded as having a broad mind and caring for the people, which makes them ashamed.

Of course, no matter how ashamed they are, they cannot reach the level of Master Zuneng, and they cannot be truly selfless.

"Of course, since you are here to seal the Ghost Sect in the Kyoto Imperial Garden and save the people..." Tang Zeqian showed a gentle expression and said compassionately: "If there is a damage to the magic weapon during the sealing process, you can go back to Gouxuan Pavilion and buy another magic weapon with fate at a 10% discount."

The four old monks couldn't help but feel excited.

This time they were planning to make a dozen soy sauces!

After all, the monks in the Honan Temple are actually not good at sealing the Ghost Sect. The priests in the Yin-Yang Door and the major shrines are better at sealing.

If ghost spirits and monsters rushed out in the Ghost Sect, they could try to kill or transform the other party.

Now that Tang Zeqian said this, they hoped that the ghost gate would not be sealed so soon, and at least they would put out a few monsters and ghost spirits and let them kill them. At that time, they might be able to come back and buy another magic weapon.

The Qinglong Essence in the magic weapon I purchased this time has a high chance of allowing them to break through their current realm and advance. But if there are two, they will definitely be able to advance 100%. Maybe after the advancement, they can quickly stabilize the realm and break through to the peak period of the next realm.

"I am really worthy of being a merciful and compassionate master of the palace!"

Several old monks praised them sincerely.

As he was talking, footsteps suddenly came from the street outside, and the sound of the wolf demon "Cangkong" suddenly sounded, with a slight surprise: "Hey, I smell the smell of a stranger! It seems that an outsider has entered the door!"

"Bai Ling" said curiously: "Can you remember the smell of everyone you have seen?"

The wolf demon "Cangkong" said proudly: "Of course, not only do I remember what I have eaten and smelled, but I can also tell what kind of personality they have, whether they are sinister or vicious, evil or kind..."

As soon as these words were said, they immediately attracted the common contempt of "Xun" and "Bai Ling": "Tsk!"

"Cangkong" said in an air: "I am serious! The smell emitted by sinister people hides astringent smell, while the vicious people have a bitter taste..."

"I believe you!!"

"Cangkong" said furiously: "You two are ghosts!!"

When the four old monks in Gouxuan Pavilion heard that they were ghosts, they suddenly became nervous and stood up with a "scarlet" in their hands. If it weren't for the more powerful Tang Zeqian Pavilion owner who was sitting next to them, they might have activated the magic weapon to do it directly.

Seeing this, Tang Zeqian hurriedly said, "Masters, don't be impatient. These are the employees of my Gouxuan Pavilion, so don't be nervous."

The old monks breathed a sigh of relief, but they still looked at each other, and felt that the owner was becoming more and more unfathomable.

Their cultivation is not low, and they can sense that the cultivation is not low, especially one of the ghost spirits is still above them. They seem to be able to go along with Uncle Wuneng, most of whom are strong at the Ghost King level. Such ghost spirits are actually employees who are driven by the owner of the Gouxuan Pavilion?

"Bang!" A muffled sound came from outside.

"Bai Ling" smiled and said, "I deserve it! I dare to talk nonsense next time. I guess Obasan would throw you all the trash cans so cheap!"

The wolf demon "Cangkong" hummed and said, "I'm telling the truth, how can I say nonsense? If you don't believe it, I'll make a bet with you. There are four people coming from Gouxuan Pavilion. The four of them should be bald donkeys from Honan Temple. They are all very old and have a rotten smell, not a young monk with a very tender taste..."

"Really or false?" "Bai Ling" was instantly aroused curiosity.

"Xun" suddenly said: "This time it doesn't seem to brag!"

She just tried to sense it and indeed felt the aura of Buddhist monks. The Pure Land of Buddhism and the Netherworld of the Underworld have always been life-and-death rivals, and it is impossible to sense it wrong.

"Bai Ling" suddenly became even more excited when he heard this: "I didn't expect you to be very powerful, can you smell something else?"

"Of course!" The wolf demon "Cangkong" said proudly, "In addition to the rotten and aging atmosphere, these four old bald donkeys also have a strong smell of copper. They should be all very greedy for money. Apart from the robes, they are basically famous brands..."

Tang Zeqian didn't expect that Erha who was guarding the door had such special abilities. He couldn't help but glance at the old monks carefully and found that the old guys were wearing luxury brands.
Chapter completed!