Ding Lin watched Shi Qingxuan practice his sword every day, pointing from time to time, life was also very easy, pilgrims would incense every day, but they didn't ask for a sign every time, so Ding Lin's life was also very peaceful, except for Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, who came to talk about it, so that life would add a little fun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Amitabha!" Another loud Buddha horn.

"The senior monk of Jinshan Temple, I don't know what to teach?" Ding Lin said unhurriedly.

"Lao Wei came to retrieve the magic weapon that belongs to my Jinshan Temple, and I hope that the real person will be fulfilled!" The great monk said with his hands folded.

"Does the master know how this magic weapon was obtained?" Ding Lin squinted at the great monk and said.

"Lao Qu apologized to the real person on behalf of Fahai, but the Buddha treasure could not be left behind, and asked the real person to return it." The old monk said unhurriedly, as if he was telling the truth.

"Haha, it's worthy of being a monk of Jinshan Temple, it's really a virtue, you can take it yourself if you want to, if you can't take it, maybe you have to leave something." Ding Lin said with a laugh.

"Real people are so boring!" The great monk snorted coldly and said, as if someone owed him.

"Your Jinshan Temple is clever and reasonable, others are afraid of you, I'm not afraid, I have already told Fahai last time, I will visit after a while, I hope you will not let me down." Ding Lin still squinted his eyes and said.

"Hmph, my Jinshan Temple is not only a monk, but also a monk, you can try!" The great monk didn't notice the trap in Ding Lin's words at all, and his answer instead confirmed the Jinshan Temple's clever and reckless approach.

The great monk didn't realize it, but it doesn't mean that others didn't realize it, many pilgrims had different ideas about Jinshan Temple at this time, and the monks in the temple were like this, so how good is this temple?

"Luohan Fist!" The great monk directly attacked, which made people have evil thoughts about Jinshan Temple.

"Didn't Fahai tell you, in addition to sword cultivation, I also know some punches and kicks, especially palm techniques and fist techniques." Ding Lin said jokingly as he used the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

"What a fierce palm!" After slapping Ding Lin, the great monk was also taken aback.

I don't know if I can suck the other party's true qi? Internal force can be absorbed, and the true qi, as an evolved version of the internal force, should also be able to, while fighting Ding Lin, he pondered the other party's true qi.

"Smack!" Ding Lin saw the opportunity and put his hand on the other party's shoulder, and began to run the exercises before the other party could react.

"Sure enough!" Ding Lin said with some excitement.

"Demon Dao, what are you going to do, let me go." The great monk was anxious, because he felt that his true qi was constantly passing, but he had already lost a small half of it in just such a while, and if he continued like this, all his true qi would inevitably be lost, and he would not die at that time.

"Hmph, it's reasonable to take advantage of it, go back and bring a message to your abbot, just say that I will visit in two days!" Ding Lin let go of the other party and said.

According to Ding Lin's estimate, this great monk should not have much true qi left, so it is better to leave some for him, otherwise the impact of dying in the City God Temple is very bad, so let him go back to Jinshan Temple to retire.

"What did you demon do to me, why is my true qi, my true qi gone?" The great monk looked at Ding Lin angrily and said.

"Although your Jinshan Temple is strong, it is not a monopoly, if you are unrepentant, Poor Dao doesn't mind giving you Liu Qian a more profound lesson." Ding Lin said.

"You, you're so bold!" The great monk pointed at Ding Lin with an angry face and said.

"Okay, the living immortal has defeated the demon monk again!" There are not many pilgrims in the City God Temple today, but there are also some people, so these people also saw the fight between Ding Lin and the two.

"Donors, please let me go, Poor Dao should go back to the room to heal his wounds." Ding Lin saluted at everyone and said.

"What? The living immortal was actually injured, and the hateful demon monk actually dared to injure the living immortal, so he was not afraid of the immortal to blame? The pilgrims were all anxious.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it was that demon Dao who injured the old man, and the old man is now weak." The great monk explained.

"Phew, shameless demon monk, you still dare to quibble, obviously you are a demon monk of Jinshan Temple, and you are still pretending to be a good person here, why don't you die?" Most of these pilgrims are women, and women's tongues are very poisonous, and they have no worries about scolding people, and they can scold as much as they want.

At this time, Ding Lin had already covered his chest and pretended to be seriously injured and returned to the wing, he wanted to quickly refine the true qi he had sucked in, these true qi were not his own, if he didn't refine it quickly, he would definitely leave a hidden disease in the future, in case it broke out that day, it was not a joke.

This great monk has a lot of true qi, and after refining, it actually makes Ding Lin's original misty true qi more condensed, more and more like a liquid, but it is not a liquid, as long as it becomes a real liquid, it will officially enter the realm of returning to the void at that time.

"It would be nice if there were a few more big monks for me to suck!" Ding Lin couldn't help but think.

Of course, this is also to think about it, even if a great monk comes to let him suck it now, he won't suck it, because after absorbing the true qi this time, the realm has been improved to a certain extent, but the mood has not been honed, and the new power has not been mastered, so he still needs to adapt well.

The great monk also left after Ding Lin refined his true qi or died, and when he returned to Jinshan Temple, he scolded Fahai for a bloody squirt, but it was useless to say anything more, so in the end, he could only endure it himself.

This day is the day when the fifteen people worship the city god, Ding Lin walked out of the room and released the cold jade sword, and then rose from the ground and landed on the cold jade sword, just like that, the people of the entire Hangzhou city saw it clearly.

The people of Dinglin flying in the sky didn't know what was going on, but it didn't prevent the people from longing and yearning for the gods.

So when Ding Lin flew into the sky, the people knelt on the ground and shouted loudly for the living immortals.

Ding Lin didn't say anything about this, Edgeworth rode the wind, and the target was Jinshan Temple, which was not far from Hangzhou, so Ding Lin had to go to Jinshan Temple in front of everyone today.

Ding Lin's actions naturally alarmed the officials in Hangzhou, and these managers were also excited to see such a scene for the first time, and they were also excited one by one, and there were living immortals under their own rule, which was a great merit of opinions, as long as it was reported to the imperial court, it was bound to be rewarded.

Therefore, although the officials did not bow their heads like the people, they also attached great importance to it, which Ding Linsuo did not expect.