The golden light is like a prison, overwhelming the heaven and earth.
Hundreds of feet high in the sky, the wind roared and the clouds dispersed.
The figure wearing Brocade Kasaya stood in the void. There was no Lotus Platform under his feet, only the pair of bare feet that had long since dried up stepped on the Aura nodes that were difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Old Ancestor Kongji lowered his eyes, his gray eyes penetrated the layers of wind and sand, and landed on the tiny fat man on Gobi Desert.
There are no earth-shattering Spiritual Qi fluctuations, nor are there complicated and profound Formation lines.
What stood in front of him was the illusory but vulgar Golden Mountain, and a mortal man with an abacus in his hand and a fat body all over his body.
Qian Dagui stood in the middle of the official road, and the blood seeping out of his seven orifices snaked on his originally fair and fat face, dripping on the priceless Sable Fur.
He did not retreat. Although his legs were trembling, they were like two rooted wooden stakes, nailed firmly into the gravel.
"Is this what Fang Mo left behind?"
Kongji's voice was loud and cold, making the surrounding air buzz. "A pig that only knows the smell of copper is trying to stop Buddha's Carriage?"
He didn't use any Divine Ability. Just the coercion emanating from his body made the Golden Mountain shadow on the ground shake violently, as if it would collapse at any time.
It felt like being pushed down by a huge mountain, and every inch of his bones was screaming. But he did not retreat, but instead moved a bead again.
Da.
"Old Bald Donkey, don't talk so full of words."
Qian Dagui wiped the blood from his nose, grinned, and showed his teeth stained red by blood, "What's wrong with the pig? Pigs are full of treasures, their meat can be eaten, their skins can be worn, and even the oil and water all over them can burn a few people without eyes to death."
"As long as the price is right, there is nothing Fatty I can't buy in this world!"
"Buy?" Kongji seemed to have heard some big joke, the corner of his mouth raised a cruel arc, "I always take the first thing I want. The same goes for your life."
Before he finished speaking, Kongji raised a finger and pressed it lightly.
Boom!
The air within a radius of ten miles was drained out in an instant, forming a huge vacuum handprint. Before the handprint touched the ground, the ground had already sunk three feet.
Qian Dagui The phantom of Golden Mountain in front of him was like paper, falling apart inch by inch in front of this force.
"One million taels!"
Qian Dagui suddenly roared.
With this roar, the Golden Abacus in his hand exploded into two abacus beads.
Two strong Crimson energy soared into the sky, and actually withstood the falling handprint for a moment.
"That's one million taels for Great Gan to build the river embankment! That's the living money of 100,000 refugees! Do you dare to accept this cause and effect?!"
Qian Dagui has two eyes, Crimson, looking like a madman.
He is not fighting with force, but with the cause and effect behind money Law.
Every movement of huge sums of money involves the livelihood and destiny of countless people.
He is the young master of the Qian Family. He mobilizes not only money, but also the economic lifeline of the Great Gan Dynasty.
Kongji's fingers paused slightly.
The hesitation at that moment was not because of fear, but because of the backlash of that moment, which caused a crack in his already unstable Dao Heart.
"Two million taels!"
Ta-ta! Two more abacus beads exploded.
"That's two million taels for Northern Border's military supplies! That's the life money of the border officers!"
Crimson The light beam was a little thicker, pushing the falling handprint slightly away by three inches.
"Three million taels!"
"Five million taels!"
"Ten million taels!"
Qian Dagui's hand speed reached the extreme, and the beads on Golden Abacus exploded one after another.
The smashing of every abacus represents the disappearance of the Qian Family's huge industry in a certain field.
Silk and satin shops, banks, grain stores, water transportation...
This is not just money, this is half of the wealth accumulated by the Jiangnan Qian Clan generations.
At this moment, they were all thrown away by this prodigal son like water was poured on them.
Crimson's Vow Power turned into a galloping Golden Money River, roaring and rolling on Gobi Desert, and actually blocked the old monster Dharma Aspect Realm in mid-air for three breaths!
Three breaths.
To a mortal, it is just a breath.
But for the fleeing carriage, it was the distance between life and death.
"That's enough."
Kongji's eyes flashed with a hint of impatience.
Although the ant's struggle is interesting, it is nothing more than that.
It's not that he doesn't want to accept the cause and effect, but he doesn't want to waste any more time.
"You can't take anything with you, but you can only carry your karma with you. Since you like money so much, then take your money with you, Go to Hell and Bribe the Ghost Messengers."
Kongji turns fingers into palms, no longer keeping hands.
Palm Buddha Kingdom, on.
The Golden Giant Palm that blocked the sky and the sun appeared again. This time, it didn't give Qian Dagui any chance to speak.
The Vow Power that first ignored those Crimsons, like swatting a fly to death, smacked the already crumbling Golden Mountains.
Boom--!
The earth trembled and smoke rose into the sky.
Golden Mountain collapsed and Golden Money River cut off the flow.
The fat man sitting behind Golden Mountain didn't even have time to scream before he was knocked dozens of feet deep into the ground by the giant palm.