Chapter 44 Goodbye Master Yongjue [Please read and subscribe]

Lin Batian laughed crazily, his eyes full of contempt, and then he waved his hand, and countless wandering souls suddenly shot out like raging waves, sweeping straight towards Jiang Chen's location.

Jiang Chen looked solemn, and for a moment he was unable to cause any substantial harm to Lin Batian.

With so many wandering souls distracting them, it would be a pipe dream to want to destroy the other party.

Lin Batian stood there quietly, waiting for Jiang Chen to be eaten up by the wandering souls. He wanted to make Jiang Chen his own wandering soul and let him endure the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows, otherwise he would never be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.

If the red mist had not been too annoying, the wandering soul would have already broken through the opponent's shackles and turned him into ashes.
"Amitabha, good, good, good."

"Mr. Lin has imprisoned thousands of wandering souls. This is truly a sin."

What came into view was a tall monk with a kind face.

The monk raised his head and looked at the wandering soul in front of him, sighed and said: "When will the cycle of revenge end? Why can't the two donors let go of their resentment and return to the right path?"

"Master Yongjue?"

Lin Batian also recognized the other party's identity.

The monk Yongjue in front of him was the abbot of the 32 sects of Jinlei Temple who had helped Jiang Chen defeat Li Gui not long ago.

His strength has even surpassed that of the Kaiyuan realm masters, and he is a truly enlightened monk.

Why is he here?
"Amitabha, Buddha will save those who are destined to be saved. Donor Lin, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right away. I will also personally save these wandering souls."

Master Yongjue looked at the thousands of wandering souls and sighed. They had been trapped in the Thousand Spirit Umbrella for a thousand years. It was time to let them go and reincarnate.

Lin Batian frowned and said, "Master, this Jiang Chen killed more than a thousand people from my Lin family. Why do you choose to protect him now? Is this what you call mercy?"

"Good, good, Donor Jiang Chen has also committed serious sins. I will do my best to dissuade him. Donor Lin, please stop controlling wandering souls."

Seeing that the other party was stubborn, Lin Batian's mouth twitched. He could kill Jiang Chen immediately, but Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway. No one would be able to accept this fact.

However, Master Yongjue's strength is unquestionable. He can defeat Master Wang with one hand. Now he appears again, it is obvious that he is well prepared.

Lin Batian's breathing became more and more rapid. He said, "Master, I can let these wandering souls go, but Jiang Chen must die. Otherwise, I cannot face the dead disciples of the Lin family."

Master Yongjue silently exhaled a breath of foul air, and said lightly: "I came here to save the wandering souls in the world. I will not pay attention to the fighting and killing in the martial arts world, but I still want to persuade Mr. Lin that every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor, and it was your son who made the mistake first..."

"Master, if thousands of people were slaughtered in the Jinlei Temple, would you have such thoughts?!"

Lin Batian asked angrily.

"Amitabha."

"Since Master has no choice, then please don't interfere today. This is a matter between our Lin family and Jiang Chen. It has nothing to do with your Jinlei Temple."

"If the master insists on doing this, then Lin will have no choice but to be polite."

Lin Batian took an attacking stance, as if hoping to use the Lin family's identity to force Master Yongjue to leave quickly. Otherwise, the consequences will be borne by you.
Master Yongjue sighed, and golden light shone from his body. At the same time, the wandering soul suspended in the air seemed to be burned by something, and the energy in the body began to burn wildly.

The wooden fish was struck gently, and Buddhist scriptures were recited methodically from the master's mouth one by one.

The nearest wandering souls were quickly evolved and restored to their original white bodies. They did not leave, but knelt on the ground and bowed to the master.
Only after three kowtows did it disappear into the Great Wilderness Mountain.

"Old monk, how dare you!"

Lin Batian's eyes suddenly turned red, these wandering souls were what the Lin family had gathered together after thousands of years, and now in just a short moment, the wandering souls had evolved by one tenth.

If they are all evolved, then the Thousand Spirits Umbrella will lose its function and become an ordinary weapon.

Lin Batian naturally couldn't let Monk Yongjue continue like this, otherwise the outcome would be unimaginable.

"Stop it."

Lin Batian punched him, but he felt a golden light shield appearing around him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the opponent's shackles.
"This is... the body-protecting energy. Old monk, aren't you afraid of offending our Lin family by doing this?!"

Lin Batian was so angry that he was trembling all over. The strength of his protective qi could even withstand the attack of artillery shells. Let alone himself, even if the old man of the Lin family came, he would not be able to break the opponent's barrier.

Monk Yongjue did not answer. He continued to close his eyes and strike the wooden fish in his hand. His lips kept moving, making sounds that ordinary people could not understand.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Lin Batian also wanted to take back the Thousand Spirits Umbrella, otherwise the wandering souls accumulated over the past thousand years would be gone.
Even if it's myself, I can't afford to offend!

However, what shocked Lin Batian was that the mantra he used to call back the wandering souls in the Thousand Spirits Umbrella was no longer effective. He immediately guessed that it was Monk Yongjue's doing.

I was so angry that I almost died.

"Old monk, our Lin family and your Jinlei Temple have always kept to themselves. Now you are openly provoking the Lin family for a guy. I will definitely ask your Jinlei Temple for an explanation afterwards."

Seeing that his wandering soul was about to be evolved to death, Lin Batian was completely panicked, and he also understood the seriousness of the matter.
The Thousand Spirit Umbrella is the only intermediate spiritual weapon of their Lin family. The reason why they were able to gain a foothold in Hongyu City is closely related to this Thousand Spirit Umbrella.

If it is destroyed, the Lin family will fall from grace in Hongyu City. Coupled with what happened to the Zhu family not long ago, the family, which was already in a passive position, has been hit even harder.

"Amitabha, imprisoning wandering souls for more than a thousand years is a lifelong taboo. As the abbot of Jinlei Temple, I naturally cannot let you make the same mistake again and again."

Monk Yongjue moved his fingers slightly, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist flew away. After spinning in the sky for a few weeks, they suddenly hit the center of the wandering soul.

There was a startling sound.

The sky is filled with golden light.

At the same time, any wandering souls that were touched were completely evolved.

Without the blessing of the wandering souls, the Qianling Umbrella completely turned into an ordinary umbrella and eventually fell into the stinky ditch.
Lin Batian's heart was bleeding. Thousands of years of hard work had gone to waste, and the efforts of successive family heads had vanished in an instant.

Rage filled his heart. Lin Batian turned around abruptly and roared, "Ah, my Thousand Spirits Umbrella. Monk Yongjue, you bastard, return my spiritual weapon to me, or I will massacre the entire Jinlei Temple!"

(End of this chapter)