I Am In Charge of Myriad Realms Bank

"It seems..."

"Master Pukong has expected what the owner of this village wants to say?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"The poor monk will not consider joining Wanjie Bank until this incident is completely resolved."

"Before that..."

"Absolutely impossible."

Master Pukong clasped his hands together and shook his head.

"Since Master Pukong can peek into the future, he must know that the owner of this village will never break his promise."

Chen Fan said.

"The future is full of uncertainties."

"The results of the deduction at this moment may not appear in the future."

"What's more... the poor monk's Dharma is low and he can only deduce some fragments of the future, and these fragments do not prove that the village owner will not break his promise."

Master Pukong said: "In addition, the Buddhist sect in the eighth heaven is still there, and the poor monk will not join any sect."

Hearing this, Chen Fan nodded, and then said: "So..."

"Then there's a price to pay!"

"10 million medium-quality Holy Spirit veins! The owner of this village can take action and achieve everything he just promised! After the owner of this village fulfills his promise, you need to pay for another 10 million high-quality Holy Spirit veins!"

"how?"

Hearing this, Master Pukong hesitated.

It's not that he is unwilling to use these resources. To him, resources are external things.

If Wanjie Bank can do this and solve this problem, then...

Not only can it help the ghosts in the Octagonal Holy Well, but it will also end the cause and effect. His Buddha heart will not be entangled with resentment, and he is expected to continue to impact the realm of the Heavenly Lord!

This is a great deal!

only……

10 million high-quality Holy Spirit veins are so hard to get!

Even in the eighth heaven, it would be difficult for him to obtain so many holy veins!

It would be extremely difficult for even the entire Buddhist sect to come up with 10 million high-quality Holy Spirit veins, let alone him!

So, he hesitated!

However, after only hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

"The poor monk promised the village owner!"

"only……"

"These 10 million high-quality Holy Spirit veins need to be given for some time before the poor monk can give them to the village owner."

"Then within three months."

Chen Fan shook his head and said: "If the master breaks the contract..."

"The owner of this village will personally take action and take away all available resources from the master!"

"good!"

Master Pukong nodded.

"Enter the Wanjie Bank system!"

Chen Fan then handed a Wanjie Token to Master Pukong, and then disappeared first: "If there is no problem with what the master just said, then bring the Octagonal Holy Well into Wanjie Bank."

He needs to use the system to determine whether Master Pukong is lying!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

After arriving in the Wanjie Bank system, the two parties traded directly without any nonsense.

Master Pukong then signs a debt contract.

"Um?"

"Owner."

Chen Mi looked at Master Pukong's leaving figure and couldn't help but frown and asked: "Didn't you say you would try not to sign a debt contract?"

"He deserves it."

Chen Fan said calmly: "Three generations of gods and Buddhas, even in the immortal world, are destined to reach the pinnacle of combat power!"

"Three generations of gods and Buddhas?"

At this moment, Yan Ruyu appeared on the side, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at Chen Fan and asked: "Master, you mean...this Master Pukong has condensed the three generations of gods and Buddhas?"

"That's right."

Chen Fan nodded and said.

"In this case, Master Pukong's future is indeed unlimited."

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but nod and said: "It's just... he doesn't seem to be willing to join Wanjie Bank?"

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Fan smiled lightly and said, "He can't escape from the palm of this village owner."

"How can 10 million high-quality Holy Spirit veins be so easy to obtain?"

"With any small tricks, the owner of this village can let him make up for it."

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

…

Soon, Master Pukong returned to the Wanjie Bank system, and in the palm of his hand, there was a model-like Jingxinyuan with an octagonal holy well inside.

"One palm, one world."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and instantly saw the secret Buddhist technique activated by Master Pukong.

"Master, let's start."

Master Pukong said.

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded, then without any nonsense, he reached out with one hand.

"Buzz!"

Immediately afterwards, the originally closed manhole cover of the Bajiao Holy Well was violently opened without any pause.

In the Wanjie Bank system, Chen Fan is a god, and the so-called octagonal holy well is vulnerable to him.

As long as he wants, he can destroy the Bajiao Holy Well at will.

Yan Ruyu, Chen Mi and others looked calm.

"this……"

Master Pukong on the side looked surprised.

Although he knew that Wanjie Bank was omnipotent and would be able to open the octagonal holy well and release the ghosts inside, what he never expected was that such a violent dismantling method would be adopted!

And it worked!

Doesn’t it mean that the octagonal holy well cannot be violently dismantled?

"It seems... there is no problem that cannot be solved with absolute strength."

At this moment, he had a new understanding of power, and then he gathered his mind and focused all his attention on the mouth of the Octagonal Holy Well.

"Ahhh!"

At this moment, a shrill sound came from the Octagonal Holy Well.

It looks like crying and laughing, like a baby crying, very strange.

It makes people’s hair stand on end when they smell it!

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a ghost shot out and headed straight for Master Pukong. The terrifying murderous intention, accompanied by astonishing resentment, instantly shrouded it. It actually wanted to kill Master Pukong!

"Um?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

because……

He had just passed the Wanjie Bank system and already knew that what Master Pukong had just said was not wrong. In fact, Master Pukong had made no mistakes in his life. He had always studied Buddhism intensively in Buddhism.

Why does this ghost of such a person have such resentment?

"The bald donkeys who aid the tyrants should all deserve to die!"

The ghost roared miserably.

"Buzz!"

Just when it was about to pounce in front of Master Pukong, it suddenly became golden.

It is wrapped in golden light!

However, it was not harmed, but could not break through the golden light.

"It's a child! It's a little boy!"

"This...is only two years old at most, right?"

Fan Yingying looked at the young figure in Jin Mang and couldn't help but shrink her pupils and said, "Who is so cruel? He actually suppressed such a young child himself?"

At this moment...

"Let go of my brother!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, another black shadow jumped out from the octagonal holy well and went straight towards the ghost of the little boy wrapped in golden light.

"Um?"

Everyone was shocked.

Because this black shadow is also a child!

She looks like a little girl under three years old!

With a face full of anxiety and resentment, he hit Jin Mang with overwhelming resentment and murderous intent.

only……

Master Pukong's Dharma is extremely profound, how can she resist it?

"boom!"

The next moment, the golden light trembled, but it was intact. On the contrary, the ghost of the little girl was seriously injured and let out a shrill scream.

"Buzz!"

Immediately afterwards, Master Pukong took action again, and golden light fell from the sky, completely trapping the little girl!

"Um?!"

At this moment...