"We just want to use the power of the tiger to force him to come out and see him."

Fan Ruyi answered truthfully.

"oh?"

Hearing this response, Tiger's voice hesitated, and then turned into a sneer:

"Why should I help you?"

"Three thousand years of ebb and flow, and a sudden change in the sky, will the tiger be willing to have his aura and will wiped out right here?"

Heavy rain poured down, and the eyes in the city burned like fire:

"Can you help me get out?"

"A poor monk never does anything that goes against heaven..."

Fan Ruyi's expression remained as usual. He didn't care that the aura in the city was surging and became furious. He only said calmly:

"But from now on, there will be no Bodhidharma in the world!"
Chapter completed!