"However, we must seize the time to cultivate those batch of Buddhist concubines. If we can exchange for an Earth Holy Pill with the Taoist sect, we might as well open the acupoints and get a glimpse of the true level of blood refining!"
"When the time comes, your energy and blood will be able to suppress the demonic energy of the people below, so there will be no need to use this method anymore!"
“And with all four levels in place, it’s not a bad idea to open one more level to see the heavenly beings!”
Jingnan Bodhisattva made up his mind and warned his disciples for a while before leaving directly.
All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help complaining and blaming each other.
"It's all my fault, Senior Sister Zhenli! If she hadn't been greedy and asked for more than six or seven times a day, how could she have consumed that person so quickly?"
"Nonsense! Although I come many times, the time is short, and every time I give him Qi and blood tonics! Junior sister Zhenshang and Zhenlie, don't just blame others. Didn't you two secretly come to eat in the middle of the night?
?"
"We didn't!"
"..."
The noise of a group of people was as loud as muffled thunder, and they started pushing each other at the back. The force unintentionally released during the collision made the ground tremble.
Zhang Congxin, who was underground, couldn't help but show an expression of despair.
"I'm tired, destroy it, hurry up..."
What about pioneering a new muscle-refining method, about being honored as an ancestor? Now he just wants to find a monk!
In the courtyard.
As they quarreled, the demonic energy in each of them rose sharply, and their eyes showed traces of red.
When they knew that the time had come, each of them showed their Shura body or their physical body, and all rushed towards the small tree in the courtyard.
But it’s that——
There are willow branches on the trees, but a thousand branches are still too few.
The Bodhisattva seeks freedom and sprinkles water to protect the flowers and grass.
The flowers and plants are growing day by day, but the small trees are tired and falling.
The fallen branches of the tree are still there, and they are taller than the white waves.
When Yang Fan arrived, what he saw was naturally the scene of Bodhisattvas hanging on the branches.
These Bodhisattvas mainly focus on refining meat, and each of them is like a dragon or elephant.
However, because the qi and blood they collected were extremely mixed, Bo, and then stepping into the pseudo realm, resulting in more or less demonic characteristics in his body.
The whole picture naturally made Yang Fan feel quite uncomfortable.
Therefore, after confirming that the dying person underground was Zhang Congxin, Yang Fan directly sealed the place with Taoism and revealed himself.
"who!"
His sudden appearance immediately attracted the attention of these people.
"Zhang Congxin, can't come out!"
Yang Fan lightly stomped his foot, and the ground shook. A huge crack instantly opened, and the chapter under the ground was immediately revealed.
"Owner……"
The moment Zhang Congxin saw Yang Fan, he almost cried.
He is aggrieved!
His innocent body was ruined by these people!
"Just consider these people as your resources!"
Yang Fan waved his hand and directly released the restraints on Zhang Congxin. The Bodhisattvas who sensed something was wrong and wanted to escape were instantly suppressed in place by a tyrannical force.
"Thank you, Master!"
Zhang Congxin has suffered a lot these days. When he thinks of being greeted warmly by such a group of people all day long, his old face feels like there is nowhere to put it.
There was no way to retaliate before, but now with Yang Fan's support, he saw the opportunity for revenge, how could he let it go?
He immediately took a strong breath, and his muscles surged out, instantly piercing the bodies of these people.
"Go to hell!"
When the Bodhisattvas saw this, they immediately panicked and said, "Wait a minute, you can't do this to us!"
"Let us go, I am willing to serve you in the future!"
"I also gave you a lot of qi and blood tonics!"
It was okay when he mentioned this. Zhang Congxin's face turned dark when he mentioned this, and he immediately twisted his muscles.
, big tendons gush out like a tide, directly sealing these people’s eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and other orifices!
It is pure if one does not listen to the coming one!
Gurgling.
Like spring water flowing backwards, the energy and blood from these people were quickly drained.
When the wind blew, it turned into a ground of shriveled skin.
After doing this, Zhang Congxin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly came to Yang Fan and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Master, old slave, I... let the master down!"
"That's it!"
Yang Fan seems to be used to Zhang Congxin being arrested.
To break it down, he was imprisoned by Tao Ying at first, then he was seriously injured and was raped by a group of country women, and this time he was repeatedly ravaged by the Bodhisattvas in the temple.
Yang Fan felt that he sympathized with him a little.
A good Jin Bodhisattva will become a great injustice in life.
"How is your investigation of Zhenying's matter going?"
Yang Fan asked directly.
Zhang Congxin suffocated, lowered his head and said: "Reporting to the master, after the old slave entered the temple, before he could trace it, he was plotted and ended up in this situation..."
As he spoke, he recounted how he was seriously injured while searching the stupa and was captured by Jingnan Bodhisattva of this monastery.
"Old monk of the stupa?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and his energy and blood condensed into the appearance of the old monk Xuan Mie, "But this person?"
"Exactly!"
Zhang Congxin had seen this person leaving and naturally recognized him at a glance.
"Take me to the stupa."
Yang Fan killed Xuan Mie that day, but he didn't get any benefits. He didn't expect to learn about the stupa from Zhang Congxin, and naturally he didn't want to miss it.
However, Zhang Congxin reminded: "Master, with so many Bodhisattvas being killed here, there is no guarantee that the Jingnan Bodhisattva, the leader of the monastery, will not be disturbed. How about..."
As he spoke, he made a hand gesture of cutting downwards. Yang Fan thought about it. If he kept this person, if something went wrong, it would not be guaranteed to affect his next visit to the Relic Pagoda Forest.
"Don't move here, I'll come back as soon as I can."
Yang Fan's figure disappeared in a flash.
Not long after, Jingnan Bodhisattva was found in a Zen room in the monastery. At this moment, she was sitting on a futon. Her figure, eight feet tall and eight feet wide, was particularly eye-catching.
In addition, the perfect characteristics of bones, flesh, and tendons on the body also fell into Yang Fan's eyes.
Opposite her was a fat man.
Lu Tiexin.
"Aunt, you have to make the decision for your nephew! The Tong family was destroyed, Yan Ru's life or death is unknown, and a damn thing actually came to my door in the middle of the night and blackmailed me out of a million taels of silver!"
The more Lu Tiexin talked, the angrier he became. He still looked like a wealthy businessman.
"Okay, how are you crying?"
Jingnan Bodhisattva snorted coldly: "I will ask the abbot for help in this matter. He is suspected to have supernatural powers and can deduce the mysteries of fate. He should be able to find out the real culprit!"
"Thank you, aunt!"
"This is a trivial matter! By the way, how are you preparing for this year's offering?"
Lu Tiexin quickly said: "Don't worry, aunt, five million in cash, three hundred women of innocent background, and twenty boxes of medicinal materials collected overseas are all ready!"
"Well, you've done a good job. It's not in vain that I spent so much effort to have the temple support you!"
Jingnan Bodhisattva nodded, "Also, how is the overseas arrangement going?"
Lu Tiexin said: "I have secretly sent people to build more than a dozen temples specifically to worship you, my aunt! Although the natives occasionally attack, but with the protection of three thousand Kunlun slaves, they do not pose much of a threat."
"That's good!"
Jingnan Bodhisattva became more and more satisfied.
Building a temple and erecting a statue and gathering the incense can help her gather magical powers. Although there is a statue of her in Haiyun Temple, how can she build a temple overseas and enjoy the incense so quickly?