Medical Sovereign

Just when he was terrified, a powerful force kept beating his body. /p

There was a "bang". /p

Ding Ning felt his whole body loosen, as if something in his body was broken, the excess power found an outlet, and flowed continuously to a newly opened meridian. /p

Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the suffocating sense of expansion came again, and the newly opened meridians could not accommodate the excess power. /p

Fortunately, the slapping continued, and as time passed, another meridian was penetrated, and the power found an outlet again, but soon, the newly opened meridian began to expand again. /p

"Bang!" /p

Another meridian runs through...the sense of expansion soon came again...open the meridian again...expand again.../p

Repeatedly, until the seven meridians were opened in a row, the feeling of bloating suddenly disappeared, making Ding Ning feel refreshed and suddenly enlightened. /p

The power of that phantom turned into a turbulent river, rushing endlessly in his broad meridians, forming subtle circles one by one, going round and round. /p

Just when he was crying with joy and wanted to relax, the phantom appeared again. /p

It's just that the phantom at this moment can no longer be called a phantom, it has become extremely solid, and the whole body is burning with pitch-black flames, rushing straight into his brain. /p

Ding Ning only felt a splitting headache, and couldn't help roaring out in pain. The human-shaped flame in his mind suddenly appeared, turning into a fireman and a black fireman to start a battle. /p

It's just that the black Hokage is far from being able to resist Ding Ning's "god" in terms of height and strength. Those who are beaten will retreat steadily and will be swallowed by the black Hokage at any time. /p

The human-shaped flame roared silently, and the golden Buddha light suddenly radiated from the whole body, and the Sanskrit sound burst out, which was extremely sacred. /p

The black Hokage seemed to be extremely afraid of the Buddha's light, making it fearful to fight, and for a while it was evenly matched, and no one could do anything to the other, forming a confrontation. /p

Although Ding Ning didn't understand what was going on, he could feel a strong threat from the black Hokage, and knew that he must not let the black Hokage swallow his "god". /p

Otherwise, he will no longer be him, even if there is no change in appearance, he will become another person, which is definitely not the situation he wants to see. /p

But the battle of "God" is not something he can intervene in. He can only silently hope that "God" can hold on and not be defeated by Black Hokage. /p

But the good times didn't last long. As the battle intensified, although the power of the black Hokage was continuously corroded and weakened by the golden Buddha's light, the golden Buddha's light was getting dimmer and weaker, showing a trend of powerlessness. /p

Seeing the black Hokage who was getting more and more courageous in the battle and being corroded by the Buddha's light, he threw himself on the "God" without fear of death, and forcibly devoured the "God", deep despair arose in his heart. /p

At this moment, a holy light and shadow flashed, and a white-clothed Bodhisattva sat on the lotus throne. He stretched out his hand, and Ding Ning walked into the white-clothed Bodhisattva's arms uncontrollably. /p

He stared at the celestially beautiful face of the Bodhisattva in white with infatuation, but he couldn't feel the slightest blasphemy. /p

The Bodhisattva in white clothes blushed when he saw her pretty face, and said coquettishly, "Idiot, what are you waiting for?"/p

Ding Ning was stunned, like a marionette, stripped naked by the white-clothed Bodhisattva.../p

The holy and flawless Bodhisattva took the initiative to take off his clothes and embrace him. Ding Ning couldn't believe it. It turns out that the Bodhisattva is really a model of saving suffering. /p

The Bodhisattva in white is obviously still a fledgling, but he is more proficient in business than this half-old driver, and his various postures allow him to enjoy the bliss of the world. /p

Immersed in it, he threw the threat of the black Hokage out of the blue sky,

With a pious heart, he merged with the Bodhisattva in white. /p

However, they didn't realize that the golden light of "God" that had been gradually dimming suddenly shone brightly, and the black fire shadow screamed silently, struggling to escape but could not escape, and was finally melted into a black flame, completely separated from "God". Integrate into one. /p

The "God" has also undergone a fundamental change, turning into a double-faced Buddha sitting cross-legged. The human-shaped flame limbs are gradually becoming clear, and the facial features are also gradually becoming clear. It looks like Ding Ning. /p

One side is golden, with a look of compassion; the other side is surrounded by black fire, baring its teeth and staring, extremely vicious. /p

After an unknown amount of time, Ding Ning fell into a deep sleep. Ding Qianlie blushed and helped him clean up the scene, caressing his handsome cheek with his brow stretched out. /p

It took a long time for Ding Qianlie to get fully dressed, put away the dazzling blush that represented her transformation from a girl into a woman, carefully put it into a bag, kissed Ding Ning's forehead lightly, and left quietly. /p

Outside the cloud room, Master Jingxin was dressed in a monk's robe, standing quietly with her hands behind her back. /p

"Grandma, he's already healed, I'll go first, thank you." /p

Ding Lie Yingying bowed and said gratefully. /p

Master Jingxin kept silent, looked her up and down carefully, a look of shock flashed in her eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "It's no wonder, no wonder that he has practiced Buddhist Zen skills." /p

"Grandma, what's the matter with you?" Ding Qianlie asked without knowing why. /p

Master Jingxin showed a gratified smile: "I thought you would cut off the path of practice because of him, but I didn't expect me to miss it. He has the blood of a demon in his body, but at the same time he has the supreme inheritance of Buddhism. You have really achieved the best effect of dual cultivation, making you a strong person in the Earth Martial Realm, congratulations!" /p

"Really? No wonder I feel full of strength and I don't feel tired at all!" /p

Ding Qianlie was overjoyed, thinking of the madness before, that kind of mind-mind unity, the thrill of her soul ascending to the top of the clouds made her face blush, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed. /p

"Don't be too happy, even so, you are still the cauldron of his practice, and he is also your reliance for practice, you can't practice independently, only by practicing with him, your skill will improve, which means you Will become his vassal, he can leave you, but you cannot do without him."/p

Master Jingxin still poured cold water on her. /p

"What does that matter? I was destined to be his woman, so I can't double cultivate with other men, right?" /p

Ding Qianlie didn't care, with a happy smile on his face: "Before he grows up, I will support him, and when he grows up, I will become the little woman behind him, a husband and a teacher, Be a good wife and mother.” /p

Master Jingxin was taken aback by this answer, looked at her with complicated eyes, and suddenly bowed deeply: "I thank you on behalf of my grandson, if, I mean if, one day he betrays you , I will never spare him."/p

"Mother-in-law, what are you doing, isn't this annoying me?"/p

Ding Qianlie hurriedly stepped forward to help Mrs. Jingxin, but unexpectedly, due to the sharp increase in her skill, she was still unable to control her strength well. /p

In desperation, with a little force, Mrs. Jingxin was lifted into the air. If she hadn't caught her hastily with sharp eyesight and hands, she would have fallen and injured herself. /p

Looking at Master Jingxin's face that seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, Ding Qianlie felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, and lost his voice: "Grandma, how could this happen?"/p

Master Jingxin smiled kindly, stood up tremblingly, and waved his hands: "This is my fate, and it is also my calamity. Go, I want to rest." /p

"Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would happen, hey... I'll give you back my skills, there must be a way, right?" /p

Ding Qianlie hugged Mrs. Jingxin and couldn't help crying, her heart was full of guilt and self-blame. /p

Although she doesn't know much about the cultivation of warriors, she is very clear about the level of warriors. /p

Mrs. Jingxin is a true martial artist standing at the top of the world, otherwise she wouldn't be sure that she could save Ding Ning. /p

But she never thought that the price would be so heavy, so heavy that this mother-in-law, whom she regarded as her biggest trump card, would become an ordinary person. /p

Master Jingxin gently stroked her soft hair, and joked with a calm face: "What? Could it be that after you know the price, you will choose not to save your little lover?" /p

"But, I didn't expect that...it would be like this...whew..." /p

Ding Qianlie's heart was full of panic and sadness, and she was crying like pear blossoms with rain. She didn't know how to explain to her godmother. /p

"It's okay, Ning'er is your lover, so why not my grandson? Your mother has suffered too much in her life. As her mother, I have never cared about her. What I owe her is still here On her son, go, Amitabha." /p

Master Jingxin lost all her skills, but her demeanor seemed to be more relaxed, with a faint sense of being out of the world. /p

After chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice, he entered the nunnery on his own, closed his eyes and meditated, reciting scriptures, and has not said a word since then. /p

Ding Lianlie felt great grief, knelt down facing the nunnery and kowtowed heavily, until blood dripped from his forehead, then bit his lip tightly, turned and left resolutely. /p

Master Jingxin slowly opened her eyes, her originally clear and lively pupils became extremely cloudy, and she sighed softly: "I am originally a bodhisattva who will help the world, but I want to be that enchantress who will bring misfortune to the world, what a blessing? What a disaster?"/p

He reached out and took the wooden fish and put it on his lap, picked up the mallet and tapped it lightly, and chanted sutras until it was inaudible. Only the sound of the wooden fish "tuk tuk" echoed in the darkest night sky before dawn. /p

Stepping out of the Biyun Pure Courtyard, Ding Qianlie has returned to his usual demeanor of a strong woman, glanced at the awe-inspiring Dao Scar and the others, and lightly opened his cherry lips and said: "Let's go, he is fine." /p

Dao Scar and the others let out a long sigh of relief, with joy on their faces, they walked quickly to the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and opened the car door for Ding Qianlie: "Miss, I am waiting for the young master here." /p

"No, just let him pay attention to him for a while, don't need to follow him anymore." /p

Ding Qianlie said lightly, she felt that after this injury, Ding Ning's cultivation would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, which was enough to protect himself. /p

Dao Scar was stunned for a moment, but did not ask why, and replied softly: "Yes, I know!"/p

"Let's all go, lest he recognize you, hurry up and find out the origin of that killer, I want to tear the body of the person behind the scenes into pieces." /p

When Ding Qianlie thought that Ding Ning was almost killed by the black-clothed killer, an unspeakable anger surged up, and he said through gritted teeth. /p

"I'll check it now!" /p

A strange color flashed in Dao Scar's eyes, and from Ding Lianlie's body, he seemed to feel an aura that made him palpitate. /p

Although it was fleeting and elusive, he still felt that something indescribable had happened to the eldest lady. /p

Ding Ning slowly opened his eyes, and what he met was a pair of cloudy old eyes that seemed to be able to see through all vicissitudes of life and wisdom. /p

The memory slowly returned to its place, Ding Ning looked at the old Jingxin teacher, and asked suspiciously: "Master, where is this place? Why am I here?" /p

Master Jingxin smiled kindly, "This is Biyun Purification Courtyard. As for why you are here, I can't tell. It was a man with his face covered who brought you here." /p

Ding Ning recalled the man with the scar before he fell into a coma, and his doubts became heavier. He felt himself, and found that he had never been better. He immediately got up and sat on the side of the bed and asked respectfully: /p

"Master, did you save me?" /p

The meditation teacher smiled and said nothing, turned around and walked out: "My child, come with me." /p

Ding Ning was at a loss, but he didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly put on his shoes and followed quickly. /p

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