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"Sigh!" "Don't, we'll just go in like this?" Qin Feng was speechless. "There's still someone who dares to stop me?" The Golden Palace took up about half of the entire city's central area. The entrance didn't look like any other place, or a door, or even a teleportation formation, but there were only two Aurous Core stage cultivators standing at the entrance, and there was even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator sitting nearby. Qin Feng cursed in his heart: "These bald donkeys really do have some strength, so when the Nascent Soul stage cultivators look at the door, the three of them will be followed by a flight of steps made of gold."

"Stop!" Qin Feng frowned, but the strange old man didn't seem to care at all. He used his thumb to dig into his mouth, and immediately spat it out at the Jindan Stage cultivator. The Jindan Stage cultivator didn't dodge, and a piece of chicken was stuffed into his teeth. Qin Feng couldn't help but click his tongue. What speed was that? If this was a concealed weapon, then the Aurous Core stage cultivator would definitely be killed in an instant.

"Sh * t! Little bastard, who are you talking to like that?!" The strange old man pinched his waist, as if if if you didn't give me a reply, then I'm going to keep talking to you. Qin Feng secretly laughed from the side.

The Aurous Core stage cultivator was so angry that his face turned red. Just as he was about to speak, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator beside him stood up and repelled the Aurous Core stage cultivator who was about to curse.

"Senior, welcome to the Golden Palace." The Nascent Soul stage cultivator bowed in front of the juniors.

"I'm done for apologizing. Do you think I'm that easy to bully?" However, the strange old man ignored him and did not let him go. He snorted angrily and looked like a child. The Nascent Soul monk said with a wry smile, "Then, how can senior let it go?"

"The spirit stones in your storage ring are half for each person!" The strange old man said fiercely.

The Nascent Soul stage cultivator shook his head as he took out a patched up storage bag and said with an unfathomable manner, "My family doesn't use useless words. I only have one storage bag with seven spirit stones and six pieces of spirit stones in it for you, leave the remaining one for me. Sir, what do you think about this?"

Qin Feng felt a wave of buddhist energy, which made him feel a wave of admiration. Who said there weren't any high monks in the Golden Temple? It was right in front of his eyes! The Dharmic Dao was embodied in this person's every move.

The strange old man seemed to have no doubts and coughed lightly. Qin Feng's sea of consciousness rumbled, and he suddenly felt as if he had been possessed.

"Then this old man will accept it. You can keep the seven spirit stones for yourself, it's very pitiful." The strange old man then placed his right hand in front of his eyes, and a copper red storage ring appeared. The strange old man then poured the ring on the ground, and there were over ten million spirit stones. Qin Feng looked at it with a look of disdain.

The strange old man did not move, but the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator flew out like a kite off the line and crashed into a wall a hundred meters away. The strange old man shook his head and said, "This is the punishment for lying to me."

Qin Feng laughed: "This time, I have the money to exchange for baby flowers."

"This is laozi's money, it's none of your business. Don't touch it, otherwise laozi will let you fly!" The strange old man happily took a bunch of spirit stones and threatened Qin Feng.

Qin Feng also laughed bitterly. He really couldn't beat Old Freak Li He. The strange old man put the copper red ring on his middle finger and gestured to Qin Feng: "How are you? I'll put it on."

Qin Feng turned his head away as if he was angry. The strange old man smiled and said to Qin Feng: "Little friend, don't not talk, it's so boring."

Qin Feng turned his head again. The old man stood in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng decided to head up to the main hall and head straight for the Golden Palace.

"Are you not interested in my move just now?" Qin Feng was stunned. He had never heard the strange old man use such a serious tone before, so he turned his head in curiosity. He saw the strange old man standing on a Buddha statue, looking down on all the other heroes, and repeated: "Little friend, don't you want to know what that move is called?"

"What?" Qin Feng asked subconsciously.

"Let the monk fly." The strange old man said seriously.

Qin Feng was speechless.

Next, the two of them went straight to the Golden Hall. The old man was really impatient, no matter who asked or stopped them, the old man just said a few words and allowed them to pass.

A small bald monk holding a black iron rod stood in front of them and said, "Please return to the important areas of the Golden Palace."

"Kim Jong-il."

However, the small bald monk moved out of the way and the weird old man walked past with an imposing manner. One must know that this place was guarded by a few Nascent Soul cultivators.

Not long later, the two of them finally arrived at a dazzling thatched cottage. It was said that because of its dilapidated appearance, even the paper-covered window had a large hole in it, and the roof was filled with broken bits of grass.

Qin Feng's forehead was full of black lines. Who was this person to have such a tone? It seemed that the old man was right. The sounds that came from inside the house were even more unheard-of. It was the sounds of a man and a woman having fun. Qin Feng was sweating profusely when he heard this, and the strange old man scolded with a red face: "Shameless bald donkey!"

"Who the f * ck is scolding laozi?" A monk walked out, his clothes in disarray, without even pulling up his pants. Meanwhile, the weird old man was looking around with his eyes closed.

"It's you?" F * cking wrong. Aren't I giving the young girl some face? I have offended many of you. " The monk acted as if he knew the strange old man and quickly slapped himself four or five times.

"He's the one who brought us to look after you guys. Laozi has something to discuss with you." The strange old man scolded.

"Alright, alright, I'll come after I put on my pants." The monk hurried in.

Qin Feng scolded: "You b * stard."

"Well scolded!" The strange old man laughed.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and the weird old man had an arrogant look that made people feel like he had a very deep background. However, Qin Feng thought that it wasn't right. After all, there were quite a few Old Freak Li He from the Golden Palace, and if he continued with this attitude, it would be difficult for him to be unhappy.

"Who are you?" A bright girl asked in the main hall.

"Martial Uncle is one of my benefactors." The monk said, "We have matters to discuss with each other."

"Let that person in. The rest of you are not allowed to enter. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." That voice was very cold, as if ice was being roasted right after the words were out.