Just when he was terrified, a powerful force kept slapping his body.

"Bang".

Ding Ning only felt that his body was loose, as if something in his body was broken, and the excess power found an outlet, constantly flowing to a newly opened meridian.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the suffocating feeling of swelling came again, and the newly opened meridians could not contain the excess power.

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

"Bang!"

Another meridian runs through...... The feeling of swelling soon came again...... Reopen the meridians...... Re-inflated......

The cycle began again and again, until seven meridians were opened in a row, and the feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared, making Ding Ning feel relaxed and happy.

The power of the phantom turned into a raging river, rushing through his vast meridians, forming subtle circles and repeating itself.

Just as he was crying with joy and wanting to relax his chest, the phantom reappeared.

It's just that the phantom at this moment can no longer be called a phantom, it has become extremely condensed, and the black flames are burning all around him, rushing straight into his brain.

Ding Ning only felt a splitting headache, and couldn't help but roar in pain, and the humanoid flame in his mind suddenly appeared, turning into a fire man and a black fire man to start a big battle.

It's just that the black Hokage, whether in terms of height or strength, is far from being able to resist Ding Ning's "god", and he will be defeated and retreated at any time, and he will be engulfed by the black Hokage at any time.

The humanoid flame roared silently, and the golden Buddha light suddenly emanated from the surrounding body, and the Sanskrit sound was bursting, and it was extremely sacred.

The black Hokage seemed to be extremely jealous of the Buddha's light, making it afraid to fight, and for a while it was even on a par, and no one could help anyone, forming a confrontation situation.

Although Ding Ning didn't understand what was going on, he could feel a strong threat from the Black Hokage, and knew that the Black Hokage must not be allowed to devour his "god".

Otherwise, he would no longer be him, and even if there was no change in appearance, he would become a different person, which was not the situation he wanted to see.

But the battle of the "god" is not something he can intervene in, and he can only silently hope that the "god" can hold on and not be defeated by the black Hokage.

But the good times didn't last long, as the battle heated up, although the power of the black Hokage was constantly corroded and weakened by the golden Buddha light, the golden Buddha light also became more and more dim, showing a trend of being powerless.

Watching the black Hokage who became more and more brave in the battle desperately being corroded by the Buddha's light, he pounced on the "god" without fear of death, forcibly devouring the "god", and a deep despair was born in his heart.

At this moment, a holy light and shadow flashed, and a white-clothed Bodhisattva sat on the lotus throne, stretching out his hand, and Ding Ning was uncontrollably into the arms of the white-clothed Bodhisattva.

He looked at the peerless face of the white-clothed Bodhisattva who was as beautiful as a fairy, and he couldn't even give birth to the slightest blasphemy.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva's pretty face turned crimson by him, and he said angrily: "Idiot, what are you waiting for?"

Ding Ning was stunned, like a marionette, stripped of his essence by the white-clothed Bodhisattva......

The holy and immaculate Bodhisattva took the initiative to untie his clothes and give him a hug, which made Ding Ning really can't believe that the Bodhisattva is really a model of saving suffering.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva is obviously still a chick, but he is more skilled than him, a half-old driver, and his various postures allow him to enjoy the bliss of the world.

Immersed in it, he threw the threat of the black Hokage out of the clouds, and with a pious heart, he merged with the white-clothed bodhisattva.

But he didn't realize that the golden light that had gradually dimmed by the "god" suddenly shone brightly, and the black Hokage let out a silent scream, struggling to break away but never escaped, and was finally melted into a black flame, completely fused with the "god".

The "god" has also undergone a fundamental change, turning into a double-faced Buddha sitting cross-legged, the humanoid flame limbs are gradually distinct, and the facial features are gradually clear, which is the appearance of Ding Ning.

One side is golden and compassionate, and the other side is black and fiery, bared teeth and glaring, and it is extremely vicious.

I don't know how long it took, Ding Ning fell asleep, Ding led his eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, blushed to help him clean up the scene, and stroking his handsome cheeks with his brows stretched out stupidly.

After a long time, Ding Lian Hunt dressed neatly, put away the dazzling red that represented her transformation from a girl to a woman, carefully put it into her bag, kissed Ding Ning lightly on the forehead, and left quietly.

Outside the cloud room, the meditation master was dressed in a monk's robe, standing quietly with his hands in his hands.

"Mother-in-law, he's already fine, I'll go first, thank you. ”

Ding took a bow and said gratefully.

The meditation master was silent, carefully looked her up and down, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice: "He actually practiced Buddhism and Zen skills, no wonder, no wonder." ”

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" asked Ding Zhilie for some reason.

Master Jing showed a pleased smile: "I thought that you would cut off the path of cultivation for him, but I didn't expect that I would look away, he has the blood of demons in his body, but at the same time he has the supreme inheritance of Buddhism, practicing the Great Joy Zen allows you to truly achieve the best effect of double cultivation, so that you can become a strong person in the Earth Martial Realm, congratulations!"

"Really, no wonder I feel empowered and not tired at all!"

Ding Lianlie was overjoyed, remembering the previous madness, the pleasure of the unity of mind and soul, and the soul on the top of the clouds made her jade face crimson and embarrassed.

"Don't be too happy, even so, you are still the furnace of his cultivation, he is also the dependence of your cultivation, you can't practice independently, only by double cultivation with him, your skills will be improved, which means that you will become his vassal, he can leave you, but you can't do without him. ”

Mrs. Jing still poured cold water on her.

"What does it matter, I was destined to be his woman, and I can't double cultivate with other men, right?"

Ding Zhilie didn't care, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Before he grows up, I will support him for a piece of the sky, and when he grows up, I will become the little woman behind him, a husband and children, and a good wife and mother." ”

Master Jing was too shocked by this answer, looked at her with complicated eyes, and suddenly bowed deeply: "I thank you for my grandson, if, I mean if, one day he loses you, I will never spare him." ”

"Mother-in-law, what are you doing, isn't this tormenting me? ”

Ding Lianlie hurriedly stepped forward to support Master Jingxin, but unexpectedly, due to the sharp increase in her skills, she could not control her strength well.

With a little force in a hurry, Mrs. Jing Jing was lifted into the air, if she hadn't caught her in a hurry, she would have to fall and be injured.

Looking at Master Jingxin's face, which seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, Ding Zhilie felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, and said in a lost voice: "Mother-in-law, how can this be?"

The meditation master smiled kindly, stood up straight with trembling, and waved his hand: "This is my life, and it is also my calamity, go ahead, I want to rest." ”

"Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this, huh...... If I give you back my skills, there must be a way, right?"

Ding Lianlie hugged Mrs. Jingxin, and couldn't help crying, his heart was full of regret and self-blame.

Although she doesn't know much about the cultivation of martial artists, she is very clear about the level of martial artists.

Jingxin Shitai is the peak powerhouse of the True Martial Realm who stands at the top of this world, otherwise she would not be sure that she will be able to save Ding Ning.

But she never thought that this price was so heavy, so heavy that this mother-in-law, who she regarded as the biggest hole card, would become an ordinary person.

Master Jing gently stroked her soft hair, and joked calmly, "What? Could it be that after you know this price, you will choose not to save your little lover?"

"But I didn't expect it...... Will it be like this...... Boom ......"

Ding Zhilie's heart was full of panic and sadness, crying pear blossoms brought rain, she didn't know how to explain to her godmother.

"It's okay, Ning'er is your lover, why isn't it my grandson? Your mother has suffered too much in her life, and I, as her mother, have never cared about her, what I owe her is still on her son, go, Amitabha. ”

The meditation master has lost all his skills, but his demeanor seems to be more relaxed, and he faintly has a sense of getting rid of the dust without eating the fireworks of the world.

After proclaiming the Buddha's name, he entered the nunnery by himself, closed his eyes and meditated and chanted, and never said a word.

Ding Zhilie mourned in his heart, knelt down and kowtowed heavily in front of the nunnery, until his forehead was covered with blood beads, then he bit his lip tightly and resolutely turned away.

The meditation master slowly opened his eyes, his clear and agile eyes became cloudy, and he sighed softly: "I am a Bodhisattva of the world, but I want to be the demon queen of the world, blessing and misfortune?"

Reaching out and putting the wooden fish on his lap, he picked up the mallet and tapped it gently, chanting in his mouth until he was faintly inaudible, and only the sound of the wooden fish echoed in the darkest night sky before dawn.

Walking out of the Biyun Jing Courtyard, Ding Lian Hunt had already recovered his usual strong woman demeanor, glanced at the solemn Scar and the others, and lightly opened his lips and said, "Let's go, he's fine." ”

Scar and the others let out a long sigh of relief, with a look of joy on their faces, and walked quickly to the Rolls-Royce Phantom and opened the car door for Ding Zhilie: "Miss, I'll wait for the young master here." ”

"No, just let him pay attention to him in the near future, and you don't need to follow him anymore. ”

Ding Lianlie said lightly, she felt that after Ding Ning's injury this time, his cultivation would definitely change by leaps and bounds, and it was enough to protect himself.

Scar was stunned, but didn't ask why, and responded softly: "Yes, I know!"

"Let's go, lest he recognize you, hurry up and find out the origin of that killer, I will let the people behind the scenes be broken into pieces. ”

Ding Zhilie thought that Ding Ning almost died at the hands of the black-clothed killer, and an unspeakable anger burst out, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm going to check!"

A different color flashed in Scar's eyes, and from Ding Zhilie's body, he seemed to feel an aura that made him palpitate in his heart.

Although it was elusive in a flash, he still felt that some kind of indescribable change had happened to the eldest lady.

Ding Ning slowly opened his eyes, and was greeted by a pair of cloudy old eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

The memory slowly returned to its place, Ding Ning looked at the old Longzhong's meditative master, and asked suspiciously: "Master, where is this? Why am I here?"

The meditation master smiled kindly, "This is Biyun Pure Courtyard, as for why you are here, I can't tell, it was a man with a masked face who sent you here." ”

Ding Ning recalled the scarred man before he fell unconscious, and his doubts were even heavier, he sensed himself, and found that he had never been better, so he immediately got up and sat on the edge of the bed and asked respectfully:

"Mrs. Shi, did you save me?"

The meditation master smiled silently, turned around and walked out: "Child, follow me." ”

Ding Ning was confused, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he hurriedly put on his shoes and followed quickly.