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Chapter 178: Father's Debt to Son, Is This Buddha?(1/2)

"If you really cause large-scale casualties and injuries due to debt, the reputation of the Wanjie Money House will be completely ruined!"

The abbot of the Hanging Temple does not believe that with the current reputation and status of Wanjie Money House, he will ignore his reputation!

pity……

He underestimated Zang Ling'er!

Or rather, he underestimated Zang Ling'er's ruthlessness!

"idiot."

Chen Fan saw the abbot of the Hanging Temple at a glance and immediately cursed: "At this time, Zang Ling'er had been affected by the Yin Evil Aura and the Bone Demon Whip!"

"Although I haven't lost my mind yet, I'm cruel and treat life like a mustard of grass, and I can definitely let others die if they are affected!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Sure enough!

Zang Ling'er kept waving the bone demon whip in her hand and whipped hard on the golden bell cover of the abbot of the Hanging Temple!

"puff!"

"puff!"

...

Serious injuries and dying began to appear below!

"puff!"

And the abbot of the Hangkong Temple at this time was also uncomfortable!

He kept activating the Golden Bell Cover, and the Golden Bell Cover was suffering from fierce attacks. The spiritual power in his body was almost unable to withstand it!

In addition, the long ring of the Buddha bell also caused him to bleed in seven orifices and began to vomit blood!

His body is almost unable to withstand it!

"Bang!"

Another whip came!

"puff!"

Finally, the abbot of the Hangkong Temple could not bear it at all!

The golden bell cover collapses!

"Donor, I'll give you the Soul-Locking Bead, I'll let you go!"

The abbot of the Hangkong Temple immediately spoke.

However, he was still clasping his hands together and saying this, but it seemed a little...

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

More importantly,...

Aren't Buddhist beads in Hanging Temple?

How did it become the soul-locking bead of the Wanjie Money House?

Could it be that Xuankong Temple really owes the debts of Wanjie Money House?

Could it be that Xuankong Temple really doesn’t pay back the debt?

"Of course this messenger won't kill you."

"You still need to pay back the thousand-year lifespan of the Wanjie Money House!"

"tread!"

As he said that, Zang Ling'er had already taken a step forward, tied it up directly, and then pressed his jade hand on top of his head.

The next moment, the abbot of the Hanging Temple became old at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It was just the first time Zang Ling'er performed such a magical mission. Seeing this scene, she was really surprised. She watched helplessly as the abbot of the Hanging Temple was drained from her life and her vitality was cut off!

die!

"The Money House in Wanjie is indeed magical!"

Taking a deep breath, Zang Ling'er put away the shock in her heart, then looked at the depths of the Hanging Temple, and shouted coldly again: "It's still seven hundred years away from life span!"

"Master Huizhi, it's your turn!"

"Swoosh!"

Then, an older figure stepped out of the air, folded his hands together, and said, "Namo Amitus Buddha, female donor... How can I repay my life for seven hundred years?"

"It's better to do this..."

"Father's debts and sons pay back!"

"how?"

Wow!

Immediately, the monks and pilgrims around the Hanging Temple changed their expressions.

The elder who is the oldest and most advanced in Buddhism actually has children?

Moreover, now he actually asked his children to help him pay off his debts?

this……

Is this the holy monk?

Is this the Buddha they believe in?

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zang Ling'er raised her eyebrows. Obviously, she didn't expect that the Master Huizhi in front of her would say this, and immediately said, "Yes."

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Master Huizhi suddenly poked out his old palm and grabbed it in the void. In the bald city at the foot of Bald Head Mountain, a luxuriously dressed white-haired old man was directly caught!

"Bang!"

Before the old man could react, 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, and did not avoid it, so he called Master Huizhi as his father.

A long time ago, he knew his destiny: to repay his lifespan for his father!

And be prepared!

So, I was very calm at this moment!

However, he didn't expect that this day would come so late that his lifespan was no longer long!

"The Wanjie Money House should be able to determine whether he is my son, right?"

"I don't need to prove it, right?"

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

"Can."

Zang Ling'er's beautiful eyes were cast on the man and asked, "Are you willing to pay your debts for your father?"

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

"willing!"

The white-haired old man nodded.

"good!"

Zang Ling'er didn't say anything nonsense and directly took out his life!

only……

“Not enough!”

"It's still five hundred years away!"

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

"Hold on!"

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Master Huizhi actually reached out and grabbed someone again!
To be continued...
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