Gu Mozhi was very jealous of Ding Lin, otherwise he would have made a move, and Ding Lin was also very jealous of Gu Mozhi, because he didn't know how strong Gu Mozhi was. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

You must know that Ding Lin's cultivation of internal strength adds up to about ten years, and the real cultivation is only more than two years, although he has touched the innate threshold, but the lack of internal strength is also in vain, as for Chakra, now it has been almost assimilated by the Northern Shengong, and there are not many ninjutsu that can be used.

Ding Lin estimates that now his internal force is only more than ten years, and Gu Mozhi must have at least twenty years of internal force, and the internal force is not an opponent at all, but this does not mean that Ding Lin is afraid of Gu Mozhi.

"In that case, the little monk is offended today!" After all, Kumachi couldn't help it.

The sword spectrum of the six-vein divine sword has been burned, and Gu Mozhi originally planned to arrest Duan Zhengming and coerce Tianlong Temple to rewrite the sword spectrum of the six-vein divine sword, but was interrupted by Ding Lin.

I saw Gu Mozhi clapping his hands, and when the two palms were separated again, there were already bursts of qi on the edge of the palms, obviously this was his famous Flame Knife.

The flame knife is also a kind of martial art that can be released externally, and it can be attacked from a distance, although now Ding Lin will use a yang finger and a six-vein divine sword, but can he dare to use it in Tianlong Temple? Ding Lin didn't want to die yet.

"Whew!" Gu Mozhi pushed out his right hand, and a flame went straight to Ding Lin Er.

Ding Lin didn't dare to resist hard, dodged this attack with a dodge, drew out the sword and changed his footwork, and the Quanzhen sword technique was used by him.

Ding Lin is beginning to regret it now, why didn't he learn the Bihai Chaosheng Song and the Finger Snap Magic Power in the two martial arts cheats given by Huang Yaoshi at that time? With the magic power of snapping fingers, isn't it possible to attack remotely at this time?

Ding Lin made up his mind that after finding a way to live forever, he must learn all the top martial arts he can learn, anyway, if he has an infinite life, he is not afraid of being greedy and chewing too much, it is a big deal to stay in a certain world for more than 100 years.

Suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and began to concentrate on fighting with Gu Mozhi, Gu Mozhi on the opposite side also found that Ding Lin had no long-range attack means, so he used the flame knife every time, so that Ding Lin was overwhelmed, but he did underestimate Ding Lin a little, only to see Ding Lin's footwork change at his feet, and he turned around and came to Gu Mozhi's approach.

Gu Mozhi was shocked, quickly put away the flame knife, and used Shaolin 72 stunts to deal with it.

"Bang!" Gu Mozhi, who was dealing with Ding Lin's swordsmanship, was suddenly punched and flew out, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

"Ahem...... What kind of martial arts are you? Hatama said in surprise.

"What kind of martial arts do you care about me, just defeat you." Ding Lin pouted and said.

It turned out that when he was fighting against Gu Mozhi just now, Ding Lin used the Quanzhen swordsmanship with his right hand, and while Gu Mozhi was concentrating on coping, he used Zhou Botong's left and right to fight, and a Kong Ming punch in his left hand caught Gu Mozhi off guard, so he was injured a little.

"Master, the poor Dao does not want to participate in the battle between the Buddhist sects, but the master has allowed me to study the scriptures in Tianlong Temple and seek a breakthrough in the Taoism, which is a great grace, and I hope that the master will sell the poor Tao a face, and I will have a long talk with the master in the future." Ding Lin put the sword away and said.

Ding Lin's meaning is already obvious, I just made a move to repay the favor, don't make a move now, it's not too late to make a move after I leave, a person as smart as Gu Mozhi naturally understood what Ding Lin meant, and hesitated for a moment but agreed.

"Okay, the little monk will sell the Tao to save face, and the six-vein divine sword sword book will be taken in the future." Haruma said.

"Thank you!" Ding Lin smiled and nodded.

Gu Mozhi left, Ding Lin was still standing there, and the others wanted to talk but he raised his hand to stop him, because the sand told him that Gu Mozhi had not gone far yet, and was waiting to find out the truth.

"Ahem...... Burst! Ding Lin finally couldn't hold on anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Dao Chief, are you alright?" Duan Yu stepped forward and helped Ding Lin and said.

"It doesn't matter, Gu Mozhi is a master who has been famous for many years, if he hadn't just fought against him by a trick and sneak attacked him, making him jealous, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to be good today." Ding Lin waved his hand and said, while taking out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, pouring out a pill and putting it in his mouth.

This is the Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill given to him by Huang Rong, which has a certain effect on internal injuries, and after entering Tianlong, Ding Lin put a bottle on his body in case of emergency, and now he is just using it.

Several old monks glanced at each other, and they all understood in their hearts that Ding Lin was injured when he was fighting against Gu Mozhi just now, but he didn't attack until Gu Mozhi really left, and this endurance made them admire.

"Today, our temple is in trouble, and it is a great grace for the Taoist to come forward, but now I am ashamed to be seriously injured." Zen Master Kurong, who had not spoken, said.

"The injury of the poor road is due to the lack of learning and internal strength, and it is not the fault of others, and the master does not have to mind." Ding Lin said.

"The Taoist chief is kind-hearted and open-minded, and the old man admires him." Zen Master Kurong said, "This is the cause, take more healing medicine from this temple to the Taoist chief." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!" The abbot should be.

"Master, there's no need, it's okay to be poor." Ding Lin said.

"It should be, it should be." But the abbot insisted.

"As soon as the enemy retreats, the poor road will not bother the masters." Ding Lin said goodbye and returned to the room very interestingly.

Back in the room Ding Lin began to calculate the gains and losses this time, after this time, Tianlong Temple must be full of good feelings towards him, although not to fight to the death for him, but within the scope of his ability, but also with the Gu Mo Zhi conflict, although it is not a big feud, but also beware of the secret revenge of the Gu Mo Zhi.

Moreover, Ding Lin was injured, this was the first time he vomited blood since he gained the ability to traverse, mainly because he was injured by the internal force of Gu Mozhi, which made him a little impatient to improve his internal strength, but after this battle, he had a deeper understanding of the battle, which was also a big gain.

A few days later, Ding Lin's injuries were almost recovered, and the scriptures of Tianlong Temple were almost read, so Ding Lin planned to say goodbye and leave, preparing to go to Drum Mountain to see if he could see Wuyazi.

However, before Ding Lin left, the abbot found him.

"I've seen the master!"

"I've seen the Taoist Chief, the Taoist Chief, but today the old man came to ask for something, and I hope the Taoist will agree." The abbot saluted.

"Oh? I don't know what the master is doing? Hearing Ben Yin say that he had something to ask for, Ding Lin became interested, and he didn't know what other mundane things these monks had.