"If it is really because of debts that cause widespread casualties, the reputation of Wanjie Bank will be completely ruined!"

The abbot of Xuankong Temple does not believe in the current reputation and status of Yiwanjie Bank, and will disregard his reputation!

pity……

He underestimated Zang Ling'er!

In other words, he underestimated Zang Ling'er's cruelty!

"idiot."

Chen Fan saw the plan of the abbot of Xuankong Temple at a glance, and immediately cursed: "Zang Linger at this time has already been affected by the evil spirit of Yin and the bone whip!"

"Although he hasn't lost his reason yet, he has a cruel heart. He regards life as a must, and he can absolutely let others be affected and die!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

...

as predicted!

Zang Ling'er continuously waved the bone whip in his hand, and slapped him fiercely on the golden bell jar of the abbot of Xuankong Temple!

"puff!"

"puff!"

...

Severely injured and dying and dying began to appear below!

"puff!"

At this time, the abbot of Xuankong Temple was equally uncomfortable!

He has been urging the golden bell jar, and the golden bell jar has been under fierce attacks, the spiritual power in his body is almost unable to hold it!

In addition, the long ringing of the Buddha's bell also made his seven orifices bleed and began to vomit blood!

His body is about to be unable to hold it!

"Snapped!"

It's another whip!

"puff!"

Finally, the abbot of Xuankong Temple could not bear it!

The golden bell shattered!

"Donor, I'll give you the Soul Locking Pearl, let Lao Na's life be spared!"

The abbot of Xuankong Temple spoke immediately.

It's just that he was still putting his hands together at this time, and he said this sentence, but he looked a little...

The monks and pilgrims below did not expect that the abbot of Xuankong Temple would be afraid of death!

More importantly...

Isn’t it the Buddhist beads of the Hanging Temple?

How did it become the soul-locking pearl of the Ten Thousand Realms Bank?

Could it be that the Xuankong Temple really owed the Ten Thousand Realms Bank a debt?

Does Xuankong Temple really owe debts?

"This messenger will naturally not kill you."

"You still need to pay back the thousand-year life span of the Ten Thousand Realms Bank!"

"tread!"

With that said, Zang Ling'er had already taken a step forward, and the Bone Demon Whip directly tied it, and then put his jade hand on top of his head.

In the next instant, the abbot of Xuankong Temple became old at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It's just that Zang Linger performed such a magical task for the first time. Seeing this scene, she was a little surprised. She watched the abbot of Xuankong Temple, drained of life and cut off from vitality!

die!

"Ten Thousand Worlds Bank, it is really amazing!"

Taking a deep breath, Zang Ling'er put away the shock in her heart, then looked into the depths of the Xuankong Temple, and cried out coldly again: "The life span is still 700 years short!"

"Master Huizhi, it's your turn!"

"Whoo!"

Immediately, an older figure stepped out of the sky, folded his hands together, and said, "Nanwu Amitabha, the female benefactor...How can there be a seven-hundred-year lifespan for Lao Na?"

"Why not..."

"Father's debt is paid!"

"how?"

Wow!

Immediately, the expressions of the monks in the Xuankong Temple and the pilgrims around them changed.

The elders with the oldest qualifications and the most advanced Dharma in Xuankong Temple actually have children?

Moreover, now let his children help him pay off the debt?

This……

This is the holy monk?

This is the Buddha they believe in?

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zang Ling'er raised her eyebrows. Obviously she didn't expect the Master Huizhi in front of him to say this, and immediately said, "Yes."

"Om!"

In the next instant, Master Huizhi slammed out his old palm and grabbed it in the void. In the Bald City at the foot of the Bald Mountain, an old man with luxurious white hair was caught directly!

"Boom!"

The old man hadn't reacted yet, he was thrown directly in front of Zang Ling'er by Master Huizhi.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

The white-haired old man glanced at Zang Ling'er, then looked at Master Huizhi and asked.

He realized what was going to happen, did not evade, and directly called Master Huizhi as his father.

Long ago, he knew his destiny: to pay for his father's life!

And ready!

Therefore, the performance is very calm at the moment!

It's just that he didn't expect this day to come so late that his life span is already running out!

"Wanjie Qianzhuang should be able to determine if he is my son, right?"

"I don't need Lao Na to prove it?"

Master Huizhi didn't even look at the man, but just stared at Zang Ling'er and asked.

"Can."

Zang Linger's beautiful eyes turned to the man and asked: "Are you willing to pay the debt for your father?"

"If you don't want to, this messenger will not force you."

"willing!"

The white-haired old man nodded.

"it is good!"

Zang Ling'er didn't talk nonsense, and directly extracted his life span!

only……

"not enough!"

"It's still five hundred years away!"

She indifferently ignored the white-haired old man who had no life, but looked at Master Huizhi and said lightly.

"Hold on!"

"Om!"

In the next instant, Master Huizhi was once again probing his hand and grabbing one person!

This person is relatively young, only 30 or 40 years old, but...

Compared with the white-haired old man, this person looked wilted and stubborn, and at first glance he was hollowed out by the color of alcohol.

"who are you?"

"Isn't Lao Tzu in Cuichun Tower?"

"Why are you here?"

"Huh? Beauty!"

He first complained twice impatiently, then saw Zang Ling'er, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Zang Ling'er unscrupulously.

"This is my grandson."

Master Huizhi spoke.

"Old bald donkey, who do you say is your grandson?"

"You are my grandson and you are almost the same!"

Hearing this, the person jumped up and shouted loudly.

"Are you willing to pay the debt for your grandfather?"

"If you don't want to, this messenger will not force you."

Zang Ling'er didn't bother to explain anything, but asked indifferently.

"This beauty..."

"First, he is not my grandfather! This son does not have a bald donkey grandpa!"

"Second, I don't want to!"

"What's the thing? Come here with an old man who wants to blackmail me? Don't ask, who is my father, I..."

"Um?"

"father!"

While talking, he finally found something wrong, why are there so many people around?

and……

He saw his father's body!

"You...you..."

In an instant, he finally recovered from the gentle village, looked around in amazement, and said, "This is the Xuankong Temple!"

"you……"

"You actually killed my dad!"

"This……"

He suddenly became at a loss!

In Bald City, no one dared to provoke him, it was because he had a father with the strength of the Spirit Realm!

Don't talk about Bald City, it's a 10,000-mile radius, except for the Xuankong Temple, who would dare to provoke him?

As a result, his father was killed?

How could he be a warrior with the strength of the psychic realm, how could he be the opponent of these people around him?

Immediately, he persuaded!

"Master Huizhi, he doesn't want to."

Zang Ling'er didn't even look at this child, but looked at Master Huizhi indifferently, and said lightly.

Master Huizhi folded his hands together, looked at his grandson with a muddy look, and said coldly: "If you don't pay the debt, Lao Na will let your son pay the debt!"

Everyone: "!!!"

This master Huizhi is ruthless!