I Am In Charge of Myriad Realms Bank

"If it really caused a large number of deaths and injuries because of debts, the reputation of Wanjie Bank will be completely ruined!"

The abbot of Xuankong Temple did not believe that with the current reputation and status of Wanjie Bank, he would not care about his own reputation!

pity……

He underestimated Zang Ling'er!

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 Ling'er has already been affected by the evil spirit and the bone demon whip!"

"Although he hasn't lost his mind yet, he has a cruel heart and treats life like nothing. He can definitely let others be affected and die!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

...

as predicted!

Zang Ling'er kept waving the bone demon whip in her hand, and slammed it on the golden bell cover of the abbot of Xuankong Temple!

"puff!"

"puff!"

...

Seriously injured and dying, dying situation began to appear below!

"puff!"

At this time, the abbot of the Xuankong Temple is also uncomfortable!

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

In addition, the long ringing of the Buddha bell also made him bleed from the seven orifices, and he began to vomit blood!

His body is almost unable to hold it anymore!

"Snapped!"

Another whip came!

"puff!"

Finally, the abbot of Xuankong Temple couldn't take it anymore!

The golden bell is broken!

"Benefactor, I will give you the soul-locking orb, so I can spare my life!"

The abbot of Xuankong Temple spoke immediately.

However, he was still clasping his hands at this moment, and when he said this, it seemed a little...

The monks and pilgrims below did not expect the abbot of Xuankong Temple to 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 Wanjie Qianzhuang?

Could it be that the Hanging Temple really owed the Wanjie Bank a debt?

Could it be that the Hanging Temple is really in debt?

"Of course this messenger will not kill you."

"You still need to pay back the Wanjie Bank's thousand-year lifespan!"

"tread!"

As he spoke, Zang Linger took a step forward, and the bone demon whip tied him directly, and then pressed 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 was just Zang Linger's first time performing such a miraculous task, and she was a little surprised to see this scene. She watched the abbot of the Xuankong Temple drained of life, and his vitality was cut off!

die!

"Myriad Worlds Bank, it's 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 shouted coldly again: "There is still 700 years left!"

"Master Huizhi, it's your turn!"

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, an even older figure stepped out of the air, clasped his hands together, and said, "Namo Amitabha, female benefactor... How can I have seven hundred years of life to repay me with this appearance?"

"It's not as good as this..."

"Father's debt is paid by son!"

"how?"

Wow!

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

The elder with the oldest qualifications and the most profound Dharma in Xuankong Temple actually has a child?

Moreover, now let his children help him repay the debt?

this……

This is the holy monk?

Is this the Buddha they believe in?

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zang Ling'er raised her eyebrows, she obviously didn't expect the wise master in front of her to say such a thing, and immediately said: "Yes."

"Buzz!"

In 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 luxuriously dressed white-haired old man was directly grabbed!

"Boom!"

Before the old man could react, he was directly thrown in front of Zang Linger by Master Huizhi.

"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 going to happen, and he didn't hesitate to call Master Huizhi his father.

A long time ago, he knew his destiny: to pay back his life for his father!

And get ready!

Therefore, it is very calm at the moment!

It's just that he didn't expect this day to come so late that his lifespan was already numbered!

"Wanjie Bank should be able to determine whether he is my son?"

"You don't need me to prove it, do you?"

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 on 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!"

"Five hundred years away!"

She ignored the lifeless white-haired old man indifferently, but looked at Master Huizhi and said lightly.

"Hold on!"

"Buzz!"

In the next moment, Master Huizhi reached out and grabbed another person!

This person is relatively young, only thirty or forty years old, but...

Compared with the white-haired old man, this person looked sluggish and carefree, as if his body had been hollowed out by wine and lust.

"who are you?"

"Isn't I in Cuichun Building?"

"Why are you here?"

"Yo huh? Beauty!"

He first complained twice impatiently, and then saw Zang Linger, his eyes lit up immediately, and he sized Zang Linger unscrupulously.

"This is my grandson."

Master Huizhi spoke.

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

"You are my grandson!"

Hearing this, the person immediately 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! I don't have a bald donkey grandfather!"

"Second, I don't want to!"

"What the hell? Any old man here wants to blackmail me? You don't even ask, who is my father, I..."

"Ok?"

"father!"

While talking, he finally realized something was wrong. Why are 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 Ruanrouxiang, looked around in horror, and said, "This is the Xuankong Temple!"

"you……"

"You actually killed my father!"

"this……"

He suddenly became at a loss!

In Bald City, no one dared to provoke him, it was because he had a father who was capable of controlling spirits!

Not to mention Bald City, with a radius of ten thousand li, except for the Hanging Temple, who would dare to provoke him?

In the end, his father was actually killed?

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

Immediately, he was overwhelmed!

"Master Huizhi, he is unwilling."

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

Master Huizhi clasped his hands together, looked at his grandson with cloudy eyes, and said coldly: "If you don't pay the debt, I will ask your son to pay the debt!"

Everyone: "!!!"

This master of wisdom is ruthless enough!