Chen kunjie has always been admired by Xia Yuechan.
However, when she saw that her husband, who had always been a fish in water in the shopping mall, was so humble in the face of Mr. Tan, she could not help but feel frightened.
She pulled at her husband feebly, but there was nothing she could do.
Tan Zhenren sneered, "I can save your wife, but I won't save her! The law of fate is the law of fate. If you are not sincere in your heart, you still want to get the law of fate of an immortal temple. Dream
Tan Zhenren is very angry about Chen kunjie's practice.
What Yixian Temple wants is the influence and control over many rich people and high-level people. Chen kunjie wants to use 10 million to shake the purpose of Yixian temple.
This is absolutely intolerable.
Otherwise, if all the problems are solved with money, how can these rich people maintain a respectful attitude towards the concept of one immortal.
When Chen kunjie heard the words of Mr. Tan, he was like a thunderbolt.
Although Xia Yuechan's character is worse, she gave birth to a lovely daughter. And Chen kunjie wanwan didn't want his daughter to lose her mother when she was five or six years old.
Chen kunjie begged, "Mr. Tan, please! Please! You say anything, as long as I can do it, I will do it! "
But Xia Yuechan saw Chen kunjie's appearance, also hesitated for a moment, joined the begging team.
And all the other people present, seeing this scene, could not help but feel a lot of fear.
Tan Zhenren's face is calmer.
If Yixian Temple wants to maintain great influence in Yanzhou City and even the whole Jiangnan Province, it must rely on this kind of surrender from the heart.
Only in this way can we make the concept of immortality higher, and let many rich people submit to it in a low voice.
Mr. Tan coughed and pointed to a round bluestone not far away. "Since you are known as pious, you should kowtow thousands of times on the kowtow stone to prove your sincerity."
Without saying a word, Chen kunjie immediately ran to the side of the so-called percussion stone and kowtowed.
After all, the stone is hard. Not long ago, Chen kunjie's forehead was bruised.
Tan Zhenren stroked his beard slightly, showing a satisfied look.
And for Chen kunjie's experience, others show a look of envy instead. Because they understand that as long as they can kowtow a thousand times on the so-called kowtow stone, they can get the fate of the master.
This is something that many people who have been here many times are eager to get.
Ye Muwan saw that these people were elites in various fields. On the contrary, they seemed to be brainwashed and extremely obedient. Even this kind of humiliation, also sweet if Yi, can't help but cold all over.
Han Zhen frowned, "if you are an expert, why shame him so much!"
Han Zhen is extremely disgusted with Tan Zhenren's practice.
However, immortal Tan frowned and said, "who are you? How dare you question me
"If you want to get fate, you must be sincere! If the heart is not sincere, the mind will not work! If you want the fate of an expert, don't even think about it! "
"Since you are not sincere, go down the mountain immediately," said Mr. Tan coldly! I don't want to hurt you because you are a first offender! Otherwise, you'll have to see the magic power of my fairy temple! "
Others have long resented Han Zhen's insincere manner along the way.
"Mr. Tan, this man has no awe at all for Yixian temple!"
"Yes! I can't stand this kind of person for a long time. Who do I think I am. No matter how fierce it is, it will be better than an expert in the immortal temple! "
"Without sincerity, how can you get the fate of an expert?"