"Let go of me, let me go..."
"I am from the Yao family in Tianzhu. As long as you let me go, the Yao family will give you great benefits."
Yao Er yelled frantically.
He knew in his heart that once he was escorted to Lingyin Temple, what would be the ending awaiting him.
He killed too many Lingyin Temple disciples and ruined the peace of this pure land.
In the eyes of everyone in Lingyin Temple, he was already unforgivable.
However, as long as he has not been handed over to Lingyin Temple, he still has the last chance to live.
"I can satisfy whatever benefits you want, please, let me go..."
Yao Er looked pleadingly at the first seat of the Luohan Hall.
Hearing this, the first seat of Luohantang grabbed Yao Er's clothes and glared at him: "How much do you think is the price to fill the 836 lives in Lingyin Temple?"
This is 836 lives!
There are only three thousand people in Lingyin Temple, 836 lives, that is close to one-third of the population of Lingyin Temple.
For any sect, the loss of one-third of the disciples is almost a devastating blow.
Lingyin Temple originally selected harsh materials, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate these disciples.
More than 800 people were lost in one breath, and it would take at least several decades, or even hundreds of years, to regain vitality.
Putuo Mountain at this moment is completely immersed in great sadness.
Who will compromise with Yao Er
"Eight hundred and thirty-six lives?"
"Accompany, let me accompany, how about eight thousand three hundred and six hundred thousand spiritual stones?"
"One hundred thousand spiritual stones, one must know that the highest compensation standard of the Buddha Kingdom in Tianzhu is only one thousand spiritual stones."
In order to survive, Yao Er directly smashed a huge gangbang.
Eighty-three hundred and sixty-six million spiritual stones, this is the output of the Yao family for half a year.
In order to survive, Yao Er can't control so much for the time being.
Just let him go back to Yao's house, not to mention 83.6 million spiritual stones, a single spiritual stone will not give this bunch of bald donkeys heresy.
"Eight three thousand sixteen thousand spiritual stones, the tone is really big, hahaha..."
Luo Hantang first carried Yao Er, who was like a chicken cub, and laughed in anger.
Immediately, he looked at the disciples around the forest and shouted, "What do you say?"
"83.6 million spiritual stones, this is the stock of Lingyin Temple for a hundred years, enough for the cultivation of Lingyin Temple for a thousand years."
"Accepting these 83.6 million spiritual stones is enough for Lingyin Temple to restore its glory."
Everyone was stunned, and there were a few fascinated disciples who were a little shaken.
However, more disciples did not buy it at all.
"My junior is dead. He has only been in the business for three years. I can't accept this kind of compensation."
"My senior brother also died. Two years ago, if he hadn't saved my life, I wouldn't be able to live today. I must avenge him."
"Money is dung, how can my Buddhists covet these things outside of the body?"
"Yao Er's sins are so monstrous that God will never forgive him."
"Yes, if anyone forgive Yao Er, he would be defying God's will and not going to die!"
One after another loud shouts of grief and anger, they kept returning in the mountains and forests.
Yao Er's conditions were huge, but for the angry disciples, they couldn't move them at all.
Qin Feng and Zhao Tiange stood calmly on one side, watching the development of the situation.
"Brother Qin, how do you think they will choose?"
Zhao Tiange asked suddenly.
Eight thousand three million six hundred thousand spiritual stones, this is a huge number.
Qin Feng shook his head and sneered, "Yao Er is not dead, it is hard to calm the anger."
"Yao Er, give up your heart, now come back to Lingyin Temple with me, otherwise, kill on the spot!"
Arhat Hall first shouted angrily.
"You... Are you not tempted at all? These spirit stones are enough to restore the glory of your Lingyin Temple."
Yao Er's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
Eight thousand three hundred and six hundred thousand, that is eight thousand three hundred and six hundred thousand spiritual stones.
Have these soil buns ever seen a spirit stone like this
He was completely unmoved.
"No, 83.6 million is not enough, I can pay 836 million..."
Yao Er sweated profusely.
"If you don't realize it, don't use your copper smell to stain my pure land of Lingyin Temple!"
The first seat of the Arhat Hall was even more enraged.
Yao Er's behavior is not only to tarnish Lingyin Temple, but also to insult his personality.
"Smelly monk, don't be shameless, toast and not eat fine wine, right?"
Yao Er finally couldn't help but explode.
He was originally aggressive and determined to win.
But I didn't expect that Qin Feng would disrupt the situation, lost his wife and then broke down.
He finally murmured, begging for forgiveness.
He even did not hesitate to expel the exorbitant compensation, but he didn't know that the other party was not moved at all.
On the contrary, he was reprimanded in a straightforward manner. With Yao Er's temperament, how could he stand this
"Smelly monk, you dare to touch a hair of Lao Tzu, my Tianzhu Yao family, will surely level your Lingyin Temple."
Yao Er was full of murderous expression, openly threatening.
"I don't know how to repent, it seems there is no need to keep you in the world."
The first seat of the Arhat Hall has a sullen face.
He has been in charge of Arhat Hall for so many years, and he has seen strong winds and waves. How can he be threatened by the other party in a few words
On the contrary, Yao Er's face change completely angered him.
"Animal, reincarnate in your next life and be a good man!"
The first seat of Arhat Hall suddenly shot with a palm, and slammed on Yao Er's Tianling cover.
Boom!
A muffled noise came, Yao Er's eyes suddenly turned, Qiqiao bleeding, and he was killed on the spot.
"Amitabha, sin and sin..."
The first person in Arhat Hall put his hands together, but his face did not show any remorse.
To eliminate evil is to promote good.
After confirming Yao Er's death, the first seat of Luohan Hall bowed to Qin Feng and said, "Thank you for the two benefactors. If it is not for the two benefactors, Lingyin Temple will not escape this disaster, please be worshipped by the little monk."
"If the road sees unevenness, draw a knife to help, the master doesn't have to say thank you."
Qin Feng smiled faintly, and returned a salute.
"We are still late, otherwise, Lingyin Temple will not be ruined like this."
Zhao Tiange shook his head and sighed.
"Hey... Maybe this is a fate."
Arhat Hall first smiled bitterly.
Looking around, looking at the devastated Mount Putuo, there was a burst of grief in my heart.
"By the way, I don't know how the two are called?"
The first seat of Arhat Hall suddenly asked.
"Qin Feng."
"Zhao Tiange."
The two have registered their own numbers.
"Donor Qin, Donor Zhao, I don't know why the two came to Mount Putuo?"
The first seat of Arhat Hall asked again.
He didn't believe that Qin Feng was here specifically to save the scene.
Although the other party asked more directly, Qin Feng didn't have any anger.
Instead, he smiled frankly, "It's true that Qin came to Lingyin Temple this time because he wanted to find someone."
"Looking for someone? I don't know who Qin Shi will look for?"
Arhat Hall was the first to be surprised.
"I wonder if the master has ever heard of a novice named Yuanzhen?"
Qin Feng was blunt.