"If the debt collection really causes widespread casualties, the reputation of Wanjie Bank will be completely ruined!"
The abbot of Xuankong Temple does not believe that with the current reputation and status of Wanjie Bank, he will not care about his own reputation!
pity……
He underestimated Zang Linger!
In other words, he underestimated Zang Linger's ruthlessness!
"idiot."
Chen Fan saw the plan of the abbot of Xuankong Temple at a glance, and immediately cursed: "At this time, Zang Linger's mind has been affected by the evil spirit and the bone demon whip!"
"Although he has not lost his mind yet, he is cruel-hearted and regards life as nothing. He will definitely let others be affected and die!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
…
as expected!
Zang Ling'er kept waving the bone demon whip in his hand, lashing it hard on the golden bell of the abbot of Xuankong Temple!
"puff!"
"puff!"
…
People below began to appear seriously injured and dying!
"puff!"
At this time, the abbot of Xuankong Temple was also feeling uncomfortable!
He kept pushing the golden bell, and the golden bell kept withstanding violent attacks. The spiritual power in his body was almost unbearable!
In addition, the long ringing of the Buddha bell also caused his seven orifices to bleed and he began to vomit blood!
His body was almost unable to bear it!
"Snapped!"
Another whipping came!
"puff!"
Finally, the abbot of Xuankong Temple couldn't bear it anymore!
The golden bell collapsed!
"Donor, I'll give you the soul-locking pearl. Spare my life!"
The abbot of Xuankong Temple immediately spoke.
However, he was still clasping his hands together at this time, and when he said these words, he seemed a little...
The monks and pilgrims below did not expect that the abbot of Xuankong Temple would be afraid of death!
More importantly...
Aren’t they Buddhist beads from Hanging Temple?
How did he become the soul-locking bead of Wanjie Bank?
Is it possible that Xuankong Temple really owes a debt to Wanjie Bank?
Is it true that Xuankong Temple owes money and refuses to repay it?
"Of course this envoy will not kill you."
"You still need to repay Wanjie Bank a thousand years of life!"
"tread!"
With that said, Zang Linger took a step forward, tied him up with the Bone Demon Whip, and then pressed his jade hand on the top of his head.
The next moment, the abbot of Xuankong Temple became older at a speed visible to the naked eye!
It was just the first time for Zang Ling'er to perform such a magical task. Seeing this scene, she was really surprised. She watched helplessly as the abbot of Xuankong Temple was drained of life and life was cut off!
die!
"Wanjie Bank is indeed magical!"
Taking a deep breath, Zang Ling'er put away the shock in her heart, then looked into the depths of the Hanging Temple, and shouted coldly again: "There are still seven hundred years left to live!"
"Master Huizhi, it's your turn!"
"Whoosh!"
Immediately, an older figure stepped out of the air, clasped his hands, and said: "Namo Amitabha, the female benefactor... How can I repay my appearance with seven hundred years of life?"
"It's better than this..."
"Father pays his debt to his son!"
"how?"
Wow!
Immediately, the faces of the monks in Xuankong Temple and the surrounding pilgrims changed.
The oldest elder in Xuankong Temple and the most profound Buddhist dharma actually has a child?
Moreover, now he is asking his children to help him pay off his debts?
this……
Is this the holy monk?
Is this the Buddha they believe in?
"oh?"
Hearing this, Zang Ling'er raised her eyebrows. Apparently she didn't expect that the master of wisdom in front of her would say this, and immediately said, "Okay."
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Master Huizhi suddenly stretched out his old palm and grabbed it in the air. In the Bald City at the foot of Bald Mountain, a white-haired old man in luxurious clothes was caught directly!
"Bang!"
Before the old man could react, Master Huizhi threw him directly in front of Zang Linger.
"Father, are you looking for me?"
The white-haired old man glanced at Zang Linger, then looked at Master Huizhi and asked.
He realized what was about to happen and without any hesitation, he directly called Master Huizhi his father.
He knew his destiny a long time ago: to repay his father's life!
And be prepared!
Therefore, he is very calm at the moment!
However, he didn't expect that this day would come so late and that his life span would be short!
"Wanjie Bank should be able to determine whether he is my son, right?"
"You don't need me to prove it, right?"
Master Huizhi didn't even look at the man. He just stared at Zang Linger and asked.
"Can."
Zang Ling'er cast her beautiful eyes at the man and asked, "Are you willing to pay off your father's debt?"
"If you don't want to, this envoy will not force you."
"willing!"
The white-haired old man nodded.
"good!"
Zang Ling'er didn't waste any time and directly extracted his lifespan!
only……
"not enough!"
"There are still five hundred years to go!"
She ignored the lifeless white-haired old man, looked at Master Huizhi, and said lightly.
"Hold on!"
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Master Huizhi reached out and grabbed someone again!
This person is relatively young, only in his thirties or forties, but...
Compared to the white-haired old man, this man looked sluggish and careless, and it looked like he had been drained by alcohol and sex.
"who are you?"
"Isn't I at Cuichun Tower?"
"Why are you here?"
"Hey? Beauty!"
He complained impatiently at first, then when he saw Zang Linger, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Zang Linger unscrupulously.
"This is my grandson."
Master Huizhi spoke.
"Old bald donkey, who do you think is your grandson?"
"It's almost as if you are my grandson!"
Hearing this, the man immediately jumped up and shouted.
"Are you willing to pay your grandfather's debt?"
"If you don't want to, this envoy will not force you."
Zang Linger was too lazy to explain anything and just asked indifferently.
"This beauty..."
"First of all, he is not my grandfather! I don't have a bald donkey grandfather!"
"Secondly, I don't want to!"
"What the hell? Any old man comes here and wants to blackmail me? You don't want to ask me, who is my father? I..."
"Um?"
"father!"
As he talked, he finally realized something was wrong. Why were there so many people around?
and……
He saw his father's body!
"You... you..."
In an instant, he finally came back to his senses from the gentle countryside, looked around in shock, and said, "This is the Hanging Temple!"
"you……"
"You actually killed my father!"
"this……"
He suddenly became at a loss!
In Baldhead City, no one dares to mess with him. That’s because he has a father who is powerful in the Spirit Control Realm!
Let alone Baldhead City, with a radius of thousands of miles, who would dare to provoke him except Xuankong Temple?
As a result, his father was killed?
How could he, a warrior with only the strength of the psychic realm, be a match for these people around him?
Immediately, he got scared!
"Master Huizhi, he doesn't want to."
Zang Ling'er didn't even look at the boy, but looked at Master Huizhi indifferently and said lightly.
Master Huizhi clasped his hands together, looked at his grandson with turbid eyes, and said coldly: "If you don't repay the debt, I will ask your son to repay the debt!"
Everyone: "!!!"
This master of wisdom is so ruthless!
