Another ethereal voice:

"Amitabha! This son is an old man's disciple, and I hope that the benefactor will show mercy."

At this time, although Long Yu's body could not move, his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

scolded his mother, it seems that he can't escape Master Wuzhen's "Rulai Wuzhi Mountain", I'm afraid he will be forcibly taken to shave his head and become a monk.

When he saw the figure of Master Wuzhen, he was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that at this time, this old monk would jump out to relieve himself.

There was a rush in his heart, he didn't want to be a monk, let alone be controlled by this old monk.

Master Wuzhen's words made Tang Hongyuan stunned, and he couldn't react for a while. Look at the book

"Hmph, to put it mildly, my son was killed by him, and the murderer will always kill him." Tang Hongyuan scolded, but he didn't dare to do it, because the monk's cultivation was far from something he could handle.

"When is the time for retribution, the donor asks for condolences, and the old man is willing to go over the Dharma for Ling Lang and help him reach Bliss as soon as possible." Master Wuzhen persuaded bitterly.

Tang Hongyuan clenched the iron rod in his hand and roared angrily:

"Excess? Can Transcendence bring my son back to life? I want him dead! I want him to pay for my son's life!"

His voice was filled with madness and desperation, like a beast burned by rage.

"I'll go to your uncle's excess, then it's better for Lao Tzu to kill this kid, and you give your apprentice a good excess."

Tang Hongyuan's eyes widened with anger, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, obviously angered by Master Wuzhen's words.

He glared at Long Yu, looking like he was going to eat people, and the iron rod in his hand was clenched, as if he was hesitating to make a move on Long Yu.

"Don't be blinded by hatred and anger, Lord Tang."

Master Wuzhen clasped his hands together, and his voice was calm, but with an irresistible force.

He walked slowly towards Tang Hongyuan, every step seemed to be walking on Tang Hongyuan's heart, making him unable to resist.

Tang Hongyuan's clenched fists trembled slightly, he knew that he was not Master Wuzhen's opponent.

His gaze shifted from Master Wuzhen to Long Yu, his eyes full of mixed emotions.

But in the world where a hard fist has the right to speak, he can only hate, anger, and a trace of unwillingness.

"Damn bald donkey, be reasonable in everything!" Tang Hongyuan couldn't win, so he began to reason.

He knows that Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, since his son was killed first, then the cause is in front, and the "effect" needs to be perfected before it can be completed, otherwise the evil karma will eventually accumulate and liquidate.

"What does the donor want?"

Wu Zhen's face was expressionless, and he asked in a calm tone, while Long Yu was silent.

At this moment, what he wanted most was for Long Yu to die, but obviously this request was unrealistic, his eyes flashed with a crazy light, he glared at Master Wuzhen, gritted his teeth and said:

"Reparation!"

"What does the donor want?"

"...... me?" With this question, he was stunned for a moment, Tang Hongyuan's life savings and family wealth were ten thousand, and he couldn't use them up in eight lifetimes, and although Long Yu's elixir was useful, it was useless to him, because his Tang family's witchcraft healed injuries faster than the elixir. Look at the book

What does he want? What is he missing? He was also asking himself.

Woman? There are so many flowery women around this kid!

"The old man doesn't embarrass the two of them, as long as this kid warms Lao Tzu's bed with his goddaughter, the one named Mei Baichun, and becomes Lao Tzu's slave."

He couldn't help but think of that goddess-like woman, who looked like a fairy, not only had the top figure and appearance, but also cultivated in order to attain it, such a woman was very attached to his appetite.

Tang Hongyuan's words made both Long Yu and Master Wuzhen frown.

In Long Yu's heart, Mei Baichun is not only Long Yu's goddaughter, but also the existence he regards as his own daughter, and the widow of his old friend in Wannian Temple.

Such a request is undoubtedly a huge insult to Long Yu.

Master Wuzhen clasped his hands together, looked at Tang Hongyuan, and said lightly:

"Buddhism says that all beings are equal, and the donor is the one

The request involves the will of others, so why use such an extreme way? It's not right at this time."

Tang Hongyuan glared at Master Wuzhen and roared angrily, "Extreme? Hehehe...... This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what do you think of the bald donkey?"

Master Wuzhen explained the rules, first, he can't kill Long Yu, second, he can't damage the interests and personality of others other than Long Yu himself, and third: money, cultivation cheats, elixirs, spiritual grass, and spiritual weapons, as long as he speaks, the number is not limited.

Tang Hongyuan was stunned, he had no shortage of money and other property, what he lacked was the joy of his old age, he was such a lone seedling Tang Enguang, and he was killed by this kid who didn't know how to kill him.

He said, "Well, the old man's request, that is to castrate him!"

Tang Hongyuan's answer made Master Wuzhen stunned, and Long Yu was even more shocked, and suddenly felt cold somewhere, if the dead monk agreed, wouldn't he ......

Tang Hongyuan crossed his fingers and brushed the reason:

"First, it does not violate your first two principles, and second, it does not harm the interests of others, and third, since he is your apprentice, that is, a monk, the monk's chickens are too big to eat meat, so it is useless."

This is his naked revenge, the purpose is to make Long Yu unable to be a man, and at the same time to joke.

Master Wuzhen tugged at the corners of his mouth, his expression was a little compassionate, he looked at Long Yu, and said:

"Manly man, if you do something wrong, you need to bear the consequences, and if you help the teacher relieve you of the calamity, you will be able to concentrate on following the old man's practice."

Airplanes! There was a buzz, and suddenly a flash of light appeared, the monk was shocked back more than ten meters, and Tang Hongyuan was also shaken away.

Long Yu directly threw out the Bagua Mirror Emperor Weapon, just because when the two of them were discussing just now, he had secretly absorbed some spiritual power to himself, and secretly activated the Bagua Mirror to form a formation with a radius of ten meters, protecting himself in it.

Master Wuzhen was about to make a move, wanting to use the power of thunder to annihilate the brilliance of the Bagua Mirror Emperor's weapon, Long Yu suddenly said loudly:

"Dead monk, if you are disrespectful to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you even if he fights to the death."

Master Wuzhen struck out with a palm, and the majestic spiritual power gathered into a huge thunderbolt, roaring towards the Bagua Mirror Emperor.

However, at the moment when it was about to touch the mirror, the thunder was instantly dissolved by an invisible force.

Stunned!

Because Long Yu closed his eyes tightly, his whole body's spiritual power surged, and he could feel that the Bagua Mirror was constantly absorbing his own spiritual energy.

And his own spiritual power came from the Heaven Swallowing Tripod in the Divine Treasure World, that is, the meteorite energy of those teleportation array space countercurrents that the Heaven Swallowing Ding had devoured before was transformed into a powerful energy.

He silently recited the magic trick in his heart, and a transparent light shrouded the entire formation in an instant.

Tang Hongyuan looked at this scene with a grim face, he never expected Long Yu to use such a powerful magic weapon. He clenched his fists.