Chapter 3 Law No. Yuantong

Whew-

Whew-

The sound of the wind rushing through the stone pier made the eyes of the disciple in charge of the test dull for a while.

"The legendary innate divine power?"

The disciple muttered dumbfounded.

It's just that before he could say anything to stop, he saw that Ding Ye seemed to have gotten rid of it, and the stone pier in his hand, which seemed to be as light as nothing, suddenly flew out of his hand.

And looking at the direction in which the stone pier flies, it is the direction of the middle and high-rise of the temple not far away!

The disciple panicked in his heart, and a cold sweat suddenly came down, "Oh no! ”

said in such a heart, and sure enough, there was a loud shout from the high platform!

"Presumptuous! Who dares to plot against the abbot! ”

Seeing that the stone pier was flying rapidly in the direction of the abbot, a middle-aged monk with a somewhat gloomy face immediately stepped out from among the monks, stepped heavily under his feet and jumped up, and then instantly the muscles and bones around his body collapsed like a big spring, and he punched the stone pier that weighed dozens of catties!

Bang –

With a dull loud thud, the stone pier's flight trajectory suddenly froze, and then flew back and forth at almost the same speed.

Ding Ye tilted his head and looked at the stone pier that flew towards him again, and a look of panic mixed with fear appeared on his face very logically.

To hide, or not to hide?

Ding Ye thought in his heart.

And in this flash of lightning, Ding Ye finally felt ruthless in his heart.

"Oh yes! You can't give up the child, you can't trap the wolf! Carry it! ”

At this moment, Ding Ye even resisted the urge to run the "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Practice Golden Bell Jar", he was really like a frightened and stupid teenager, and looked straight at the stone pier smashing towards his chest.

Poof-

Ding Ye opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and his figure sat down on the ground.

……

"What's going on?"

"I don't know......"

"Like...... The boy threw the stone lock over to the abbot......"

There was a novice who was close, and hesitated, "Later, I was beaten back by my uncle over there......

"Impossible!" A novice said with a face full of disbelief, "I have a hard time carrying that stone lock, and that kid can throw it that far?" Are you kidding! ”

"Really!" The tall and thin novice who spoke before swore an oath, "I just saw it with my own eyes!" ”

Hiss –

After saying this, all the novices immediately gasped.

"That'...... Isn't that kid a freak? How could ordinary people do this! ”

And just when these novices were talking, someone still recognized Ding Ye, the person who had just squeezed him.

"Oops! Oh no, I scolded him just now...... He...... He won't take revenge on me afterwards! ”

At that time, he was not angry with Ding Ye's behavior, and Shami, who had scolded him, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

It's just that when he said this, someone said with disdain on his face.

"What are you afraid of!"

"That kid attacked the patriarch in the temple at the beginning, I think he will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die today!"

The man said, gloating with a look of schadenfreude, "Humph! Let him be a boy! ”

After saying this, all the novices around him suddenly came to their senses, and then looked at Ding Ye's gaze, either sympathetic, relieved, or regretful, and their expressions varied from person to person.

And the little fat man in the crowd listened to the whispers of the people around him, and couldn't help but shrink his neck secretly, for fear that people would know that he knew Ding Ye!

"That kid seems to have provoked the anger of the crowd......"

"Jinnima's ...... Ay! All day long, all the moths, do a big death! Can't you live well? ”

The little fat man carefully wiped the sweat from his face, and he had already made up his mind that he must not have anything to do with Ding Ye in the future.

……

Seeing that there was a lot of change in this scene, the whole assessment process naturally could not be carried out.

Under the leadership of the abbot Kongjian, who is known as the head of the "Four Great Monks of Seeing, Smelling, Sexuality, and Wisdom" in the rivers and lakes, all the high-level Shaolin leaders walked in front of Ding Ye, who was pale and confused.

"Patriarch...... I...... I didn't mean to......"

Ding Ye staggered to his feet, his lips trembling.

"Humph! And said it wasn't on purpose! ”

The middle-aged monk who smashed back to the stone lock with a punch just now showed a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Say!" Who the hell are you! Dare to plot against the abbot of my temple, what is his intention? ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk seemed to be about to make a move on Ding Ye.

It's just that he was stopped by Kongjian, "Round and angry, don't ......"

Round?

Ding Ye was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the middle-aged monk a few more times, and then quickly glanced at it.

"Eh, he is the first-stirring stick in "Yitian", Cheng Kun, the thunderbolt of the mixed yuan?"

Thinking like this, Ding Ye suddenly felt that a monk was so ruthless, which made sense.

At this time, he saw Kong Jian suddenly leaning out towards him, and Ding Ye instinctively avoided it.

"Don't be afraid of ......, child"

Sorumi said with a kind face, "Let me see your injuries......"

The 'nervous' look on Ding Ye's face gradually faded, and he forcibly endured the nausea in his heart, allowing Kongjian's thin palm to pinch around his body, 'stroking'.

"To be able to throw a stone lock so far should not be a mortal ......"

I saw that Kongjian first looked solemn, and then quickly flashed a little surprise and surprise, but he quickly covered it up.

"Innate divine power, the root bone is wonderful?"

"The meridians are so spacious and strong? How can it be! ”

Rao is empty view of the years of meditation, a body of qi cultivation has long been superb, but still feel the heart beating violently a few times.

"Such a martial arts wizard who is rare in a hundred years has entered the Shaolin Sect...... Isn't God bless me Shaolin? ”

In fact, it is no wonder that Kongjian thinks so, although the Shaolin sect of this plane is known as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, but in fact, it is also a martial arts sect at its root.

And the more long-standing sects like them, the more they attach importance to the inheritance of their subordinates.

After all, as long as there is a figure who is the best in the contemporary era, compared to the sect, it is enough to make a small sect with no name become a giant faction that dominates the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention far away, let's just say that it has risen rapidly to become a Wudang vein that can threaten the status of Shaolin.

Before Zhang Sanfeng, there was Wudang?

No!

After Zhang Sanfeng, there is Wudang!

……

His thoughts were confused for a while, and he said lightly with a calm face.

"Sure enough, I was born healthy!"

After speaking, he smiled kindly at Ding Ye, "Your injuries are fine...... But ......"

When Ding Ye heard this, his face suddenly showed a trace of apprehension.

Of course, this trace of apprehension is not disguised, you must know that in order to peek at the peerless heritage of Shaolin in the thousand-year-old martial arts Zen Buddhism, Ding Ye, who has always been like an iron rooster, has a lot of blood this time!

Not only did he suffer a heavy blow from the stone lock, but he vomited no less than two taels of blood.

Even in order to cover up the fact that he had already cultivated himself, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to use the martial arts assistance system to achieve all this.

Just now, he quietly checked the situation in Ding Ye's body, and in just a dozen or so breaths, Ding Ye spent thousands of qi luck points!

"What's the matter, if these bald donkeys don't let Lao Tzu get his wish, and Lao Tzu's strength is raised when he turns around, don't blame Lao Tzu for coming back and killing! Get back the lost luck! ”

Ding Ye said ruthlessly in his heart.

Of course, at the moment, he can only be ruthless.

Because just now, Ding Ye also took the opportunity of close contact with himself in the empty eye, and spent 500 qi luck points to find out the true strength of this old monk.

"Kongjian: Shaolin's contemporary abbot.

Plane: Heaven and Dragon Slayer

Cultivation: Innate One Heavy Heaven Early Stage.

Proficient: "King Kong is not bad", "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" ......"

……

And just when Ding Ye was secretly slandering himself, Sorumi looked at the uneasiness on Ding Ye's face and chuckled.

"Will you enter my door?"

Listening to this familiar routine, Ding Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was happy.

"The door wall ......," Ding Ye said timidly, "What do you mean?" ”

Sorumi shook his head and smiled, "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" ”

Ding Ye said dumbfounded, "Huh? ”

After a moment, he was surprised and said, "I...... I do! Willing! ”

Kong Jian smiled again, "Hehe, the qualifications are good, but the brain is not very bright......"

Then he groaned slightly, and said, "In the future, you must know that the one who understands the thoughts under my door is the best...... In addition, being a teacher is an empty character generation, and you are a round character generation, so let's do it, and I will give you a law name as a teacher...... Flexible! ”

Flexible?

Send home delivery to that?

Ding Ye's face froze, and the ten thousand divine beasts and mud horses in his heart were about to start to be active again.

"Haven't you seen your uncles yet?"