Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Golden Wheel of Death
Looking at Guo Jing's appearance, Ding Lin didn't say anything more, after all, these things still need Guo Jing to ponder, and talking too much is not necessarily a good thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
According to what Ding Lin knows, now should be the middle period of Emperor Lizong of the Song Dynasty, and it is the time when Emperor Lizong is working hard, and it is easy to be moved, but it cannot be completely inferred from history, who knows if there is any deviation between the emperor in the Condor World and history.
Although Ding Lin's words made Guo Jing a little unable to react, it planted a seed in Guo Jing's heart, and maybe it will grow into a towering tree in the future.
Ding Lin said these words to Guo Jing, not for no reason, but because Ding Lin wanted to complete the task and then return as soon as possible, such a big proposition of dominating the world was not so easy to complete.
The Heroes Conference was held very successfully, Guo Jing was elected as the leader of the alliance, leading a wave of people to Xiangyang to resist the Mongol army, and Ding Lin was not in a hurry to return to the Quanzhen Sect, but was ready to travel, although Ding Lin thought that there were no treasures in the Condor to attract him, but he still planned to go out for a walk.
In two years, Ding Lin traveled all over the Southern Song Dynasty, except for a trip back to Quanzhen Sect when Ma Yu passed away, and he has been walking among the people.
In the past two years, in addition to preaching, Ding Lin has done good deeds, and every place he goes, he has to carry out a "baptism" of those rich and unkind local tyrants and gentry and some corrupt officials, and most of the money obtained is distributed to the local people, which makes Ding Lin's reputation among the people higher and higher.
Now Ding Lin has understood why so many people in history deceived the people under the guise of religion, and even many people rebelled under the cover of religion.
Because the people in troubled times have nothing to rely on in their lives, they can only pin their hopes on those ethereal immortals, which gives many people with a heart an opportunity.
In the past two years, a lot of major events have happened in this world, among which Guo Jing followed Ding Lin's suggestion, implemented the chaos on the side of the Qing monarch, and cleaned up some traitors and corrupt officials around the emperor, which is almost not difficult for martial arts people, and it is very simple for martial arts masters to carry out assassination.
With the support of the emperor, the army of the Great Song Dynasty also showed considerable combat effectiveness, and actually won many battles in local battles with the Mongols.
On this day, Ding Lin finally returned to Zhongnan Mountain after two years of travel.
However, when Ding Lin arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, he found that many small Taoist priests supported each other and stayed at the foot of the mountain.
"What's the matter with you, why are you all gathered at the bottom of the mountain?" Ding Lin asked a few little Taoist priests.
"Back to the Zhangjiao, there are villains on the mountain who injured us, and the master asked us to go down the mountain first to take shelter." A little Taoist priest who knew Ding Lin said.
"There's a gangster on the mountain? Do you know who it is? Ding Lin asked with a frown.
"It's some monks and some Tartar troops, I'm afraid they're fighting with Master and them now." The little Taoist priest said.
"I see, you guys can rest here now, and wait for the arrangement." Ding Lin nodded and said, then his feet moved, turning into an afterimage and disappearing in place.
Hearing that the little Taoist priest said that it was a monk and the Mongolian army, Ding Lin probably guessed that it was the King of the Golden Wheel who healed his injuries, and then heard that he was not in the Quanzhen Sect, so he came to look for trouble.
Since hearing that Ding Lin had not returned to the Quanzhen Sect for a long time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King began to send people to investigate in-depth, and found that Ding Lin had indeed disappeared, and Ma Yu, the seventh son of the Quanzhen Sect, had also passed away, so he took advantage of the retreat of Qiu Chuji and others, and suddenly took the Mongolian master to attack, wanting to win the Quanzhen Sect in one fell swoop.
However, to his surprise, Qiu Chuji and the others suddenly ended the retreat, and now they are mostly with him, although there is no pressure, but it also makes him very unhappy, so he starts a lot heavier, and wants to kill Qiu Chuji and others.
"King Jinlun, I didn't expect you to come to my Quanzhen Sect to spread wild." Just as the Golden Wheel Dharma King was about to perform his ultimate, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
"King Jinlun, last time I spared you from death, but I didn't expect that you were so bold that you dared to come to the Quanzhen Sect to spread wild, and today, I will leave you alone." Ding Lin said as he approached quickly.
Because Ding Lin used his true qi, he didn't say a word, his voice spread throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain, and countless birds and beasts fled in a hurry because they heard Ding Lin's voice.
"Quick, put the signal, let Huo Du and them fire." The Golden Wheel Dharma King was so frightened that he hurriedly followed the people and said.
It was really Ding Lin who left too deep an impression on him, and it was impossible to forget that one blow could shock him into a serious injury.
However, in the end, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is a ruthless character who has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and at this time, he did not forget to cause trouble for Ding Lin, and the attack on the Quanzhen Sect was even more rapid, and he wanted to kill a few more people before Ding Lin arrived.
However, the abacus of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was obviously wrong, how fast Ding Lin's speed was, driven by the innate true qi, Ling Bo Weibu was used to the extreme, and he could already leave an afterimage in the same place, and he had already arrived at Chongyang Palace in a few words.
"Whew!" Several sword qi from the Six Veins Divine Sword flew towards the Golden Wheel Dharma King, in order to interrupt his movements and save the people of the Quanzhen Sect.
"Killing you is cheaper for you." Ding Lin looked at several corpses on the ground and said.
Ding Lin was not polite to the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and shot directly, and when the Golden Wheel Dharma King did not react, he grabbed his shoulder, and then the true qi ran and began to absorb the internal force of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.
Although the internal force is one level lower than the innate true qi, and although only a small part of it can be transformed into innate true qi after refining, Ding Lin doesn't care.
The internal force of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was almost absorbed, and then some liquor was scattered from the gourd, and the power was used to turn these drinks into countless tiny ice chips, which were injected into the Golden Wheel Dharma King's body, and hundreds of degrees were planted with life and death charms.
"I hope you can hold on for a few more days and don't die so quickly." After saying that, Ding Lin released the Golden Wheel Dharma King.
The Golden Wheel Dharma King now has the heart to die, is it not good to stay in the desert, why did he come to the Central Plains, now it is okay, the martial arts are actually abolished, and he also left something in the body that I don't know what it is.
"Ahh The Golden Wheel Dharma King suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the pain in his whole body made him unbearable at all.
"Let's go, for the sake of you not being heavy on my disciples, I don't want to kill you." Ding Lin said to the entourage of King Jinlun.
"Boom!" As soon as Ding Lin's words fell, several earth-shattering sounds spread throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain.