The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 147 The Prodigal Ancestor

Jiang Li hugged the rooster and walked to the opening of the tomb.

Fu Shiyan, Xia Xin and others also followed.

She was standing there with the cock in her arms. Before everyone could see what she had done, when she raised her hand, the cock screamed.

A line of blood spattered from the neck.

The blood line seemed to have eyes, and it rushed straight to the gap in the tomb.

Wen Zishu's eyes suddenly widened many times, touched Xia Xin's arm, and exclaimed in a low voice: "You temple master... really amazing!"

Xia Xin glanced at him, silently closed his wide mouth, looking proud, "That is, the old ancestor is the signboard of our Sunshine Temple, he must be great!"

Wen Zishu thought it was just an honorific title, and gave a thumbs up in agreement.

Fu Shiyan and Duan Jianchuan stood beside him, both staring at Jiang Li.

After the rooster's blood was sprinkled in, bursts of blue smoke rose from the gap in the tomb.

Duan Jianchuan's eyelids trembled slightly.

Wen Zishu's heart was beating wildly, Guan, is Guan Zhu so powerful?

Rao Xia Xin is also shocked now.

Although he already knew the ability of his ancestor, the ability that Jiang Li displayed every time was beyond Xia Xin's imagination.

Fu Shiyan watched the green smoke dissipate, then put the rooster on the ground, grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them into the grave.

After a while, everyone noticed that the breath in the tomb was shocked, as if it had been washed away by something.

Even though their mortal bodies couldn't see anything, they could still feel that the breath here was different.

Clearly a huge change has taken place.

Wen Zishu craned his neck curiously to look in. Inside the tomb, there appeared some strange, new bloodstain patterns, but they were completely different from the previous spell patterns.

The previous spell pattern has a creepy feeling, which makes people feel cold when they look at it.

The lines of spells that Jiangli has modified make people feel relaxed and happy at first glance, even in front of this kind of grave, they will make people feel at ease.

The effects of the two spell patterns are obviously completely different.

Xia Xin was shocked when he saw the copper coins that were about to be thrown away, but also felt heartbroken. It must have been removed from the master's copper coin sword by the ancestor.

Master once said that the copper coin sword is worth a million and one hundred thousand.

Fortunately, it was directly demolished by the ancestors!

Xia Xin stared bitterly at the copper coins in the tomb, feeling very heartbroken.

After that, Jiang Li took out the talisman paper and mixed it with rooster blood, and pasted it on the opening of the tomb.

In an instant, the gap in the tomb was restored to its original state, as if it had never been damaged.

After finishing all this, he patted the dust on his hands and said, "Okay."

Fu Shiyan came back to his senses, his eyes flicked across the tomb, and fell on Jiang Li's face, "Is that all right?"

"En." Jiangli nodded, "I have set up a purification array here. The top of the mountain is in a good position, so don't waste it. I will set up another spirit gathering array along this hill later, and everything will be fine."

Fu Shiyan thanked: "Thank you, Guanzhu."

Jiang Li shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, as long as you give the money as usual. If I set up a formation, the fee is 80 yuan, and two formations are 160 million. Just transfer the money to Xia Xin."

When Wen Zishu heard this, he almost choked on his own saliva.

However, although……

They gave 80 before, and now they want another 160 million!

The Lord is stealing money, right?
but……

If it works, that's fine too.

Anyway, the money is not worth much to the third brother.

Thinking of this, Wen Zishu calmed down.

Fu Shiyan was extremely happy: "Okay, I will arrange it later."

"Okay, then I'll set up the spirit gathering array first."

When Jiang Li heard that another 160 million would arrive in the account, he immediately cheered up, hooked his fingers to Xia Xin and said, "Come here, take this rooster and follow me."

(Xia Xin: It turns out that prodigals are hereditary.)
(End of this chapter)