He was not feeling uncomfortable with the pressure of the Nascent Soul monk and the murderous intention that attacked him. The Zeng family ancestor twitched his eyes and looked at the person below seriously.

The little monk, with a bald head, was about five years old, with a delicate and outstanding face. He was playing with a dagger stained with blood in his hand. Even when he saw him appear, he was not panicked or timid. On the contrary, he was just calm and dissatisfied.

Could this be an old monster or a powerful person here? Otherwise, how could a mere five-year-old child be in front of him and look as good as before?

Thinking of this, he suppressed his pressure, looked at the little monk, and asked, "Who is your lord? Why did you hurt my Zeng family's descendants? Are you an enemy of my Zeng family?"

"Are you old man so confused? Look at where is this? If your descendants of the Zeng family hadn't arrived here, who would have gone to your Zeng family to cause trouble for you?"

Tang Ning snorted, playing with the dagger in his hand, and said, "Your descendants ran to the territory of Wanfo Temple to scatter. If you want to occupy the mountains here, you also cut some dividing marks with your sword energy and ruined a furnace of elixirs. You said, if you don't kill them, how can you vent the fire in my heart?"

When he heard the little monk say that he had ruined his pot of elixir, the old man's eyes flashed slightly. How could a five-year-old child refine elixirs? It seems that he is really a powerful or old monster here.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, he asked a lot just now, otherwise, I was afraid that the Zeng family would attract a strong enemy.

"I have been in seclusion for many years and have not been in charge of tribe affairs for a long time. Therefore, I don't know that the children of tribes will occupy the mountains here in tens of thousands of Buddhist temples. I was also worried that you would break a pot of elixirs. Let's do this! I'll compensate them for it, and ask you to give up your hands and spare their lives."

"Oh!"

Tang Ning sneered: "Just a few words of yours, can you be worth my pot of elixir?"

Seeing this, the old man pondered for a moment and said, "What kind of spiritual medicine does your elixir need? My Zeng family is willing to compensate ten times more."

"Old ancestor!"

The middle-aged man did not expect that when he asked his ancestor to come out, he did not kill the little monk, but apologized to him and even had to pay him ten times the spiritual medicine. How could this work?

"Shut up!"

The ancestor of the Zeng family shouted with a majestic old voice and swept towards him with an unhappy look, which immediately caused the middle-aged man to churn blood, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

The middle-aged man was shocked and immediately did not dare to speak again.

In this incident, the old monk and others on the side were stunned for a while. No one expected that the ancestor of the Zeng family, the peak of the Nascent Soul, would apologize? Why is this?

"It's also worth compensation for me. After all, my furnace of pill was destroyed because of them, but the lives of these people..." Tang Ning's eyes turned and fell on these people.

When the ancestor of the Zeng family saw the murderous intent in his eyes, he said, "Your Excellency, let me forgive you if you want to forgive me. You have already killed two of my Zeng family and broken one of the tendons of the descendants of the Zeng family. You should also get rid of each other."

"Reject?" Tang Ning chuckled and said, "He called you out just now, but asked you to kill me. Do you think I should let go of the person who wants to kill me?"
Chapter completed!