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Chapter 62 Xie Guangkun

"Xie Guangkun, do you dare to touch my son again? Believe it or not, I will flatten your Jiule Pavilion and throw you into the Shenzang District of my Ji family?"

It was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a golden silk robe and his head was neatly carved, and he was tied behind him in a rainbow light. He looked at the old charlatan in anger, wishing he could eat him.

"Xie Guangkun, have you forgotten your agreement with my Ji family, and now you want to attack my Ji family again?"

The middle-aged man looked at Jier who was trembling on the ground and suddenly became angry. He was furious and countless rune orders appeared behind him, and the momentum exploded. He blinked his fingers, and a ray of light penetrated into Jier's body, temporarily helping him suppress the chain of the God-Binding.

"Xie Guangkun, do you want to be against my Ji family again?"

The middle-aged man's voice was very low. He had the same national face, and he was powerful without anger. At this moment, his face was calm, and the shocking momentum on his body made people in the distance tremble.

"That's...that's Ji Aotian, the second-in-commander of the Ji family, and the younger brother of the Saint Lord of the Ji family, he didn't expect to provoke such a big figure!"

"Ji Aotian? Isn't that the legendary half-step saint? It's rumored that he was only a little bit able to break through to the fifth realm. Now when he sees it, he is indeed well-known!"

"Ji Aotian is here, and his child is still tossed by the old charlatan's God-bound chain. Now there is a good show!"

Some people sneered repeatedly, looking at Ji Aotian and the old charlatan from afar, and talking a lot.

"I didn't expect that the old charlatan's name was Xie Guangkun, and I really didn't see it."

"Maybe the old charlatan is really a big deal. I just heard from Ji Aotian that the old charlatan had an agreement with the Ji family holy land before, and could not attack the Ji family... Who is this old charlatan?"

At the same time, they were also confused and gave the old charlatan a question mark.

When he saw Ji Aotian coming, the old charlatan was not panicked at all. He stood up with a smile, looked at Ji Aotian, and touched his chin, "Isn't this the snot baby wearing open-crotch pants back then? Why, your wings are hard now, do you want to fight me head-on with me?"

"Also, let me say, I am not Xie Guangkun. The real Xie Guangkun is dead. I am just an ordinary old Taoist priest who specializes in making a living by telling fortunes for others!"

The old charlatan stretched out his index finger and kept gestured in front of Ji Aotian.

"Is this your son? I saw that he was talented, so I wanted to accept him as my disciple. As a result, this kid not only did not appreciate it, but also scolded me."

The old charlatan sighed and looked heartbroken, "As a result, I still couldn't bear it and handed him over the treasure-binding God Chain to him for safekeeping. However, he didn't expect that he would leave the fire and hurt himself in an instant."

"But as long as he gets through it, there will be a qualitative leap. From then on, the road will be bright and will definitely make a splash!" The old charlatan held his hands, pretending to behave, and raised his head high.

"you…"

When Ji Aotian heard the old charlatan's words, his face turned black. He clenched his teeth and his body trembled, and he wished he could use his spiritual power to slap the old charlatan to death.

"call!"

But as if he had thought of something, Ji Aotian still held it back. He leaned over and hugged Jier in his arms. The energy in his body surged, suppressing the God-binding chain in Jier's body.

"Xie Guangkun, if something happens to my son, we will settle what you did before!"

Ji Aotian snorted coldly, staring at the old charlatan, wishing he could even pull out his skin.

"Ji Aotian, are you hard-working? In terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle. When you were a child, you pulled the blue shit in my hand, and you forgot?"

"I think you shouldn't be called Ji Aotian, but Ji Wangben."

The old charlatan became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally jumped eight feet high. Everyone in the distance was so shocked that their chin almost dropped when they heard this.

"I'm so obedient. Is this old charlatan so big? He really dares to confront Ji Aotian. Judging from the aura in his body, is he really a hidden and good big man?"

"Can you fight against Ji Aotian, who is a half-step saint, and you are not afraid at all. Could this old charlatan be a legendary saint?"

Everyone around was shocked and looked at the old charlatan with strange eyes. They were in a complicated mood because they had annoyed the old charlatan before. If the old charlatan settled the score later and pursued it, they would not even find a place to cry.

"you…"

When Ji Aotian heard this, he suffocated his breath and his mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything.

Finally, Ji Aotian took a deep breath, glanced at the old charlatan, and left without saying anything.

"By the way, prepare the one million kilograms of Qi stones from the God-Binding Chain for me, otherwise I will go directly to your Ji Family Holy Land to get it."

Looking at Ji Aotian leaving, the old charlatan sent a message.

“I xxxxx…”

Ji Aotian in the distance heard this and staggered and almost fell from the air, yelling at the old charlatan's unscrupulousness.

"It's time to deal with you next!"

The old charlatan smiled very despicable, rubbing his hands constantly, looking at the people who came to look for trouble before, with golden light in his eyes.

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"This time I made a big profit!"

In the room, looking at the pile of Qi stones like a hill, the old talisman was almost grinning at the corners of his mouth. He rubbed his hands and kept jumping on the ground, as happy as a child.

"Master, that boy..."

Shenyi stood respectfully behind the old charlatan. His eyes blinked, full of divinity, and a gentle and elegant aura scent was scattered on his body.

"That boy is really the legendary physique?"

Shen Yi was very curious, his face looked calm, and he did not show too much excitement because he learned about Wang Xing's physique.

Before, when Wang Xing went up the mountain, he left for something and did not know about Wang Xing. Later, he sent a message to the old charlatan and asked him to come back quickly.

"No matter what physique he is, Tao is free in his heart. If there is Tao in his heart, then all things can be defeated."

The old charlatan was serious, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He looked at Shen Yi and said earnestly, "There are countless people who have achieved enlightenment in ancient times, most of whom are mortal bodies. They can reach that realm step by step, but it is not entirely up to the body."

"On the contrary, most of those who are called divine bodies fell on the way to the Supreme Road."

"Everything has a destiny, and the principles of the Tao are in one mind and do not require the words of others."

The old charlatan looked at him with a stern look, then his eyes gradually became gentle. He looked at Shen Yi and said earnestly, "You are unparalleled in talent, and you are not weaker than the descendants of the Great Holy Land. However, if you care too much about your physique, you will miss yourself."

“What the master said!”

The god bent down and saluted the old charlatan, his eyes flashing.

If Wang Xing were here, he would definitely be so shocked that his chin fell to the ground.

He would definitely not have thought that the old charlatan would say such words.
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