I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

There was a "click".

The aura of Yin Kun's bodyguard was directly shattered by Gang Feng.

Even the spirit treasure carried on his body and the aura erupting from the automatic protector were also blasted to pieces, which barely removed the power of Gangfeng.

But Lingbao's aura didn't have time to protect Yin Kun's face.

There was only a crisp sound of "pa", and Yin Kun's face was swollen high by the gang fan, turning into a pig's head.

"Ah, I forgot to remind you, this spirit beast has a violent temperament, and it doesn't like to be ridden by anyone other than me."

"You still follow behind."

Gong Ziliang said with a suppressed smile.

Yin Kun is a majestic and hereditary Duke of the Town, even in the Pingjiang Dynasty, he dared not even scold him easily.

Has he ever suffered such humiliation of being beaten and swollen in the face.

A wave of evil fire immediately surged up to three feet, and it couldn't be suppressed.

But when he heard Gong Ziliang explain something on his own initiative, Yin Kun's anger completely disappeared without a trace.

"Ah? No, no, it should be that the junior collided with the spirit beast of the senior."

Yin Kun bit the swollen pig's head and said quickly.

Thinking that he almost got angry just now, Yin Kun broke out in a cold sweat from the back of his heart.

Just kidding, the other party is an ancestor of Nirvana realm!

Not to mention that it was the spirit beast that slapped him on the face, even if he stepped on him like a stinky mud, he couldn't justify it.

But now, the other party took the initiative to explain that if he didn't know what was good or bad, he might die without knowing how to die.

However, seeing that Gong Ziliang was so easy to talk, Yin Kun suddenly had other thoughts.

Rubbing his swollen face, Yin Kun stuck behind the phoenix-winged god Peng and said, "Senior, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if I can agree to it."

Um?

Coming to business?

Young Master Liang raised his brows, thinking that Yin Kun just waved his hand to get 90 million spiritual stones, and immediately smiled and said, "But it's okay."

It's not that Gong Ziliang fell into Lingshi's eyes.

Really, Yin Kun gave too much.

Let me ask, who can refuse Yin Kun, who is so close to others with "billion"?

Hearing the all-encompassing meaning in Gong Ziliang's tone, Yin Kun inexplicably felt a little strange.

But then he thought about the important thing, so he ignored these details, and said: "That's right, the Qilin'er of the younger generation, who is young and mature, is well-known among the ten countries. He is in the prime of his life, and should have a bright future..."

Faced with Yin Kun's extremely long foreshadowing, Yin Zhiping boasted that there is nothing in the sky.

Even for the face of Lingshi, Gong Ziliang's patience was greatly challenged, and he said in a deep voice, "So you want to say, do you have the appearance of a great emperor?"

Great... the posture of a great emperor?

Yin Kun's thoughts were interrupted by Gong Ziliang's words, and his face showed a daze.

However, after seeing the impatience on Gong Ziliang's face, he immediately understood what Gong Ziliang meant, and hurriedly said: "This junior lost his beloved son, and it is difficult to calm down for a while, senior, please forgive me."

All right, because you killed your son, and it was me who killed him.

I'll give you a discount for what you have to do in a while.

Young Master Liang thought kindly, nodded, "Well, I understand you, you can continue talking."

However, Gong Ziliang's words sounded ambiguous to Yin Kun.

Opening his mouth, he almost asked, Senior, did you ever die your son?

But Yin Kun knew, regardless of whether the senior in front of him had really died of his son.

Once this sentence is asked, then the one who dies is himself.

Suppressing these thoughts, Yin Kun said: "The beloved son of the younger generation was murdered by others, and his bones are not cold yet."

"However, the murderer who killed the beloved son of the younger generation was sheltered by the Monet dynasty, and the younger generation has not been able to bring him to justice."

"Every time I think about this, junior, my heart aches like a knife! I am ashamed of being a father, and even more ashamed of Ping'er!"

Gong Ziliang could tell Yin Kun's words were sincere and sincere, and every word came from the heart.

But the problem is, if you want to investigate the cause of Yin Zhiping's death, you are the culprit!

If you agree to Yin Kun's next request, doesn't it mean that you want to kill yourself?

no!

For the sake of Lingshi, integrity and face, these things can be discarded.

But I still have to save my life.

Just as Gong Ziliang was about to reject Yin Kun, the latter had already calmed down a bit, and said: "Senior, junior will not force others to make things difficult for you, so I ask you to get rid of that Gong Ziliang."

"The younger generation just asks, the senior can ask the Monet dynasty to tell where that young master Liang is!"

Um?

You don't need to kill yourself, just let Mo Zhongtian tell his whereabouts?

Gong Ziliang looked at Yin Kun intently, seeing Yin Kun's eyes flickering, he probably guessed the latter's mind.

Yin Kun definitely wants to make his move, but in Yin Kun's cognition, he is the patriarch of the Nirvana Realm in the Holy Land of Nine Dragons.

The entire Pingjiang Dynasty may not be able to afford the price of asking yourself to do it.

In Yin Kun's hands, he must have some cards to deal with himself. That's why you only need to get your own trace.

Just as Gong Ziliang thought.

When Yin Kun learned that the patriarch in Nirvana in front of him, he had a peaceful rest.

He just gave up the idea of ​​cursing and killing Pingxiu.

Instead, he was going to let those dead men put the curse on Gong Ziliang.

Young Master Liang was thinking.

Seeing that Gong Ziliang hadn't spoken, Yin Kun slapped his head suddenly, wondering why he was so dishonest.

"Senior, junior here is one more thing."

"In the hands of this junior, there is a large Lingshi vein that has not been mined recently."

"But a group of monsters suddenly appeared near the Spirit Mine. No matter how many batches of cultivators from the junior mansion they sent, they said they couldn't deal with it."

"Senior, if you have free time, you can drop by and help junior get rid of that monster."

"In return, this junior is willing to offer up that spirit stone mine!"

Yin Kun said, and took out a paper contract from his arms.

Gong Ziliang raised his brows, but he couldn't tell that Yin Kun had changed his ways and made a confession for himself.

With a serious expression on his face, Gong Ziliang stretched out his hand and took the contract of the spirit mine, and said righteously: "Slaying demons and demons, we monks, of course, have a duty to do so!"

"By the way, under the Duke's hands, there are other mine veins, and are there monsters making trouble?"

"This seat can be removed together."

Yin Kun was overjoyed when he saw that Young Master Liang took away the spirit mine contract without any politeness.

But when he heard what Gong Ziliang said next, his expression suddenly became unnatural. Didn't it mean that those who practice the Dao really treat money, silk and spirit stones as dung?

How come the painting style is so... strange when it comes to the Nirvana state in front of me?

However, Yin Kun's mentality quickly adjusted.

It's good to ask for spirit stones. If you want spirit stones, it means that the patriarch in Nirvana has a demand for them.

Then as long as I take out enough spirit stones to clear the way, I will be in no disadvantage!

It may not be impossible to even order this patriarch in Nirvana to do something that violates the bottom line.

On the contrary, if the other party is completely out of touch with human beings, then it will be more troublesome.