Thank you for the rewards of Ode's Wrath and the two children's boots, Donghuang of Heaven...

Wen Fei snorted coldly, stood with his hands behind his back. He consciously exuded the aura of a peerless master and sneered: "Don't think you are fine. I just used a little magic to come to you. After using this little magic power, you still have to return to your original state!"

Uncle Li's expression changed, like a kaleidoscope. No matter how powerful a person is, he is as rich as a country, and he is as powerful as a mountain. However, in the face of death, he has no ability to resist. He is equally helpless!

Zhang Chengjia came out and quickly smoothed out the situation, and said with apologies: "Master Wen, how do you think we can cure Uncle Li's disease?"

Wen Fei sneered: "He is exhausted and his life is gone. I can't save him!"

Zhang Chengjia was "ah", but unexpectedly Wen Fei said so bluntly. Instead, Uncle Li laughed: "I am over 80 years old and I am really alive. So, I wonder what Master Wen wants to come to see me?"

Wen Fei smiled and said, "It's good that you understand. People like you are the most troublesome. They can be rich enough to compete with a country, and their luck is extremely strong. If it were someone else, no matter how high the magic power is, they would not be able to save you. But I am different! I can guarantee that you will live for five more years. In these five years, you can be in the same physical condition as you are now..."

Uncle Li suddenly shouted in surprise. He let him be open-minded, but when he learned that he had cancer, although it was early, he was still discouraged.

Although doctors say that the possibility of curing early cancer is extremely high. But he is so old, in Wen Fei's words, it means that the oil is exhausted. In modern medicine, the organs are beginning to fail. If this is an operation, the body will not be able to bear it...

"You...you can cure cancer!" Uncle Li lost his composure.

"No!" Wen Fei said frankly: "I just guarantee you to survive for five years!"

"Then...then..." Uncle Li was completely confused. He was now a little confused by what Wen Fei said. Even when he made his first pot of gold, Uncle Li was not so excited.

At this time, he remembered something, waved his hand, and drove all the bodyguards out. Then he calmed down: "What does Master Wen want?"

Wen Fei said: "How much do you think your life is worth in the past five years? Let me tell you, in order to make you live for five more years, my losses are not small!"

Wen Fei is to be honest. People who gather a large amount of money and power have great luck. Otherwise, they would not have been able to reach this point. To restore the age of such people, the luck consumed is an astronomical number.

And the most troublesome thing about this kind of person is that ordinary Taoist laws have no effect at all. The law is not used by noble people, and it has the luck to protect it. No magic is easy to use on these people.

Otherwise, with the emperor's wealth, he would find magic to prolong his life at will when he died. What would be more than that?

The only way to save such a person is to consume a lot of luck to save his life and prolong his life. With the financial power of Uncle Li and his own fate, the luck that will be consumed is an astronomical number.

Uncle Li's face was gloomy and calm, and Wen Fei didn't care. He said to Zhang Chengjia: "Let him think about it carefully? When will it be connected, come to me again!"

"Let's go!" Uncle Li quickly stopped him. Money is something outside his body. For people like him, money is just a number. Without his life, these things can't be seen again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you are willing to save me, I will do it for as much as possible!"

Wen Fei finally nodded when he heard this and said, "It's like this. I won't let you pay the money at once. We will come year by year, and I will help you talk more for a year, and you will give me the money for the year of your life!"

Hearing Wen Fei's words, Uncle Li felt even more relieved and nodded, "No problem, whether it is cash, real estate, or stock futures, just say..."

After the business was negotiated, he left the hospital. Zhang Chengjia felt a cold sweat and said, "Fortunately, Mr. Wen, you are smart and used the last method. Otherwise, I would be afraid that you will be killed and spend money if you have no life!"

Wen Fei said suddenly: "Am I still afraid that he will find someone to kill me?"

Zhang Chengjia nodded seriously: "I'm forced to kill you if I'm forced to do it, let alone such a big boss who has been with him for decades. Don't think that no matter how good the image is, but if there is no trick behind his back, he will be eaten up and wiped out!"

Wen Fei felt scared. If he was not able to deal with it properly, he might be bad now. No matter how powerful Master Wen is, if he is shot at the long-range headshot by a sniper, he would be helpless...

But I had a sudden inspiration and gave a stroke of magic. I renewed my life for this dead old man once a year, but I was afraid that this dead old man would dare to touch him? It was just that someone wanted to make things difficult for him. The first person who fought desperately was afraid that this old man was, right?

Anyway, this pearl has a backer. Wen Fei thought about it and suddenly asked, "Where can we build a Taoist temple in this pearl?"

"Build a Taoist temple?" Zhang Chengjia looked weird. To be honest, he really couldn't touch Wen Fei's way. He said that Wen Fei was a master Taoist priest, but he was still doing business and was doing a good job. Even his sister got involved. But if you want to talk about a businessman, Wen Fei suddenly said that he wanted to build a Taoist temple...

Well, this is not the time to complain. Zhang Chengjia thought for a while and asked, "Is it okay to build a Taoist temple on the mainland? With such a large territory, isn't it much better to find a famous mountain and scenic spot than this little pearl?"

Wen Fei thought about it, this is the same! He is also the leader of the Shenxiao Sect, and in modern time and space, he also needs to expand his sect's portal. However, the Taoist temple of Mingzhu still needs to be built, and the mainland seems to be not very friendly in religious policies.

If it really doesn't work, you can still withdraw from Mingzhu at any time!

Just as he thought of this, Wen Fei suddenly felt something was wrong and signaled Zhang Chengjia to stop the car. Not everyone can enjoy the treatment of Zhang Chengjia, the eldest young master of the Zhang family, as a coachman.

But Wen Fei didn't care about complaining about this at this time. He signaled Zhang Chengjia to stop the car. He didn't care about this place and was not allowed to stop at all.

Wen Fei got off the car directly, stepped over the railing, and walked directly to a small temple across the road.

This pearl is not big, the temple is smaller, or is located between mountains and forests, and is more located in the downtown area. For example, if you don’t look closely, there are a few old ladies coming in and out with incense, you really can’t see that such a place surrounded by shops is a temple.

However, Wen Fei could clearly feel that he had just been summoned and the car drove nearby, Wen Fei had a very strange feeling. It was a bit similar to the last time he met the Taoist transformed by the god at the Wong Tai Sin Temple.

Wen Fei walked directly into this small temple, where even the gate was filled with groceries, was squeezed by only half. He ignored a few old ladies who said the local dialect that Wen Fei could not understand at all, and left the lobby.

It is said that it is a lobby, but it is actually just the size of a room. Although the place is small, it is already amazing to have such a temple in this pearl of bright land, which is worth every inch of land.

There is a godly general enshrined in it, and Wen Fei felt that he was dressed up like a performer. Of course, such complaints cannot be expressed.

"With the dragon energy of the homeland, please come in and talk!" A sentence came into Wen Fei's ears.

Wen Fei's heart suddenly moved and saw a ray of light shooting from the statue, shining in front of him, opening a small portal.

Wen Fei has seen many such scenes. It seems that this god general is not as good as Huang Daxian, and he can show his holy appearance directly. However, this god can only hide in the spiritual world.

Although I complained, I still stepped in and thought to myself, my hometown? Is this divine general a general of the Song Dynasty?

Smart and upright, and become a god when you die. Not to mention anything else, even among the 60 Jiazi Yuanchen gods, there were so many civil and military generals from the Song Dynasty. Because they killed the enemy and made meritorious contributions during their lifetime, or watched the honest, loved the people as their sons, etc., they were able to be named gods after their death.

Or just like Jiao Yong and Li Qingchen, he was attracted by Wen Fei and directly labeled the ghost and god...

Thinking of this, Wen Fei directly found a cushion and sat down. His soul left his body and entered the spiritual world.

Ordinary people naturally cannot see such a pillar of light. Naturally, they think Wen Fei's behavior is strange, but a witch in this temple has some magical powers. If you can see such a scene, you will naturally know whether Wen Fei is a master. You can quickly separate Wen Fei's body and prevent others from touching it casually.

I thought it was good that Wen Fei was in a spiritual world. It seemed that the scale was even larger than the Chishen Dojo that Wen Fei saw when he was in Jiechi.

The palaces lined up one by one, but they felt murderous intent. Countless ghost soldiers arranged troops in a huge square. First, they were a god general, wearing black painted fish scale armor and a big red cloak behind them, looking quite majestic.

At this time, Wen Fei's response to the sutra reveals the Dharma appearance, merits, dragon energy, and incense and vows, all turned into a dragon.

The god general was stunned for a while, and suddenly she burst into tears and knelt down and held his fists: "I was unwilling to see the dragon energy of my home country today. I was so moved!"

The ghost soldiers behind him followed the ground like the wind blowing the wheat waves.

"What kind of god are you?" Wen Fei shouted.

"I am the god general Zuo!" The god general replied proudly: "When Mongolia invaded the country, I escorted the young emperor to tour Lingnan. I died in the battlefield. The villagers were pitying and offered incense to me. It has been eight hundred years since then!"

It turned out to be a military general from the Southern Song Dynasty. He thought to himself that the young emperor was the best person to jump into the sea by Lu Xiufu. He never thought that he would meet a loyal minister of the Song Dynasty here.

The Southern Song and Northern Song dynasties were one after another. The dragon energy was the same as the dragon energy of Zuo Gong, which is not wrong to believe that it is the dragon energy of the home country!

"I am Shangfu of the Song Dynasty, the Heavenly Master of the Protection of the Country, and the Taoist leader Wen Fei!" Wen Fei shouted. He also muttered in his heart, not knowing whether his identity in another time and space can suppress the gods in this time and space. (To be continued...)
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