The monk was hit three times in the liver area, and it was already painful to breathe, and then he was stepped on by Ding Yu, and immediately there was a despair that he was about to drown, and he cried and replied in fright: "No one! No one! I deserve to die, I don't dare anymore, spare me!

Ding Yu retracted his feet, if a half-old child of this age lied, he would definitely not be able to hide it, I am afraid that the death of the monk has nothing to do with the monk's behavior. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable, since he has "inherited" this body, he must always vent his anger for the former master.

He raised his foot and stepped heavily on the monk's hand, and said coldly: "Since you can't even collect firewood, then it's useless to keep these hands!" Although these two feet failed to break the bones, they were enough for the monk to remember for a long time.

After stepping on it, Ding Yu no longer paid attention to the dead dog-like monks, he stepped into the meditation room, his eyes swept over the faces of the ten miscellaneous monks in the room one by one, and he spoke: "Who else wants me to help carry water and firewood and do chores, you might as well stand up." ”

Fang Cai Ding Yu's movements were too fast, and outside the door, the people inside didn't see it clearly, but he used some means to defeat the monk. Boys of this age are not afraid of heaven and earth, and when they saw a guy who had been bullied at will in the past, they suddenly trembled, and their hearts were naturally unconvinced, and immediately two little bald heads jumped out of bed and rushed towards Ding Yu.

Although the size of these two miscellaneous monks is not comparable to that of the monks, they are still much taller than Ding Yu, but their fighting awareness is too poor, and their steps are scattered when they rush over, and they have not practiced martial arts at a glance.

Ding Yu stood still, and when the two rushed in front of him two or three feet, he suddenly stretched out his legs and shoveled a kick on the front bone of the two. The two of them felt a sharp pain in their calves, and their feet were weak, and they involuntarily fell forward. Ding Yu's fists were already waiting in front of him, and he didn't even need to exert his strength. The nose bones of the two of them automatically hit his fist, and suddenly an indescribable soreness burst out in the depths of the nasal cavity, and the nosebleed mixed with the snot spurted out.

Taking advantage of the pain of the two of them, Ding Yu stretched out his hands violently, pressed the bald heads of the two of them and knocked them in the middle, and there was a muffled sound. Even the other eight people in the room felt their teeth ache when they heard it, and the two of them lay on the ground and couldn't get up again. Ding Yu still stepped heavily on the hands of the two, and when he looked up, no one in the room dared to look at him anymore.

He found the meditation bed that belonged to the monk, and lay down next to him as if no one was around, recalling the expressions of the people he had seen before: If someone participated in the killing of the monk, then he should have a weak heart when he saw me come back alive, but the monk of Tianlong Temple saw me. None of them were abnormal, could it be said that someone outside the temple did it? But after a brief review of Seng Ke's memory, he had no experience of making enemies with people outside the temple.

When he thought about it, he still had no clue, Ding Yu simply threw it aside, anyway, the person who killed the monk saw that he was still alive, and he would definitely do it again, and he would know when the time came. But the murderer was at least a second-rate master. It's not as easy to deal with as these miscellaneous monks, it's a top priority. It is still necessary to quickly increase the strength in case of accidents.

Now among the exercises that Ding Yu has at hand, the top one is, of course, the "Jiuyang True Fire Technique", but this exercise is based on the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill", and the requirements for the meridians and muscles are too high, and the body of the monk Ke Xiao is too far behind Ding Yu's original body. If you barely cultivate, you will only get twice the result with half the effort.

In addition to the "Nine Yang True Fire Technique", there are many superior exercises, nine yin and nine yang, and five unique cheats. Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, any cultivation to the top is enough to compete with the heroes of the world, but these exercises are too familiar to him, his current body is destined to be abandoned after forty years, it is better to use it to practice an unfamiliar exercise, accumulate experience for the future, and open up ideas.

In this way, the one yang finger he just obtained became the best choice. Of course, while majoring in one yang finger, it is also essential to use the Vajra Demon Divine Power to enhance the physique, and to improve the qualifications of the Easy Muscle Forging Bone Chapter. Although his food is poor now, and he has no money to spare, the aura in his soul is enough for him to do a three-pronged approach in the short term.

The morning bell and the dusk drum are endless, and three months have passed in a blink of an eye. Ding Yu thought that someone would attack him soon, but until now he had not seen the slightest sign.

That's not a bad thing for him. In the past three months, his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, King Kong subdued the demon and the magic power is small, the third layer of the Yi Muscle Forging Bone Chapter, the mental method of a yang finger has already been memorized in the whole article, and he has already practiced to the seventh grade, and the three kinds of kung fu are all together, but it is not as simple as one plus one plus one, if the killer is only a second degree, I am afraid that he will be killed by Ding Yu if he is not careful.

In addition to practicing martial arts, Ding Yu often pays attention to the monks in the temple chatting, once he heard two monks talk about how Zhao Kuangyin, the official family of Zhao Song, is now.

Although Ding Yu doesn't read history books, he has studied middle school history, Zhao Kuangyin is the founding ancestor of the Northern Song Dynasty, since he is still in power now, wouldn't it have to be hundreds of years away from the original plot? No wonder there is no fairy sister and Northern Shengong in the Infinite Jade Cave, and it is still a problem that Wuyazi and Li Qiushui were born at this time.

Thinking of the magnificent rivers and lakes in the original book, but he had no chance with himself, Ding Yu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. But after thinking about it, in this era, maybe the Xiaoyaozi deity is still alive, as well as Murong Longcheng and the Duan family's six-vein sword saints, if he can fight against these masters, wouldn't it be far better than the four heavenly dragons, North Qiao Feng and South Murong? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward to it again.

On this day, Ding Yu took advantage of the errand of collecting firewood, and went to the immeasurable jade cave to practice for a whole day, and saw that it was getting late, so he picked up a few dead branches at random and rushed back. Entering the mountain gate, I came to the outside of the main hall, but I saw that the main entrance of the main hall was open, and the abbot of the temple and several monks who had passed the word were leading five lay people to burn incense in the hall.

Ding Yu saw that these five martial artists were dressed up, but they were luxuriously dressed and had an extraordinary bearing, obviously not ordinary people from the rivers and lakes. His heart moved, wanting to see if he could hear more news about the rivers and lakes, so he put down the firewood basket, took a broom and pretended to sweep it not far away.

The five of them offered incense in turn in the main hall, starting with a middle-aged man with a tall and handsome figure, then a strong man of medium stature, then a tall man, and finally two of them were thin, but the third was taller than the fourth.

After the incense was applied, I only heard the man in front of him say: "Yanbei Murong Longcheng, I took the liberty to come to disturb and ask the abbot to forgive me." ”

Ding Yu's heart was shocked, sure enough, Murong Longcheng was still alive! Some time ago, he was still thinking in his heart, but he didn't expect to see the deity today. Those four middle-aged people, I'm afraid they are the four generals of the Murong family.

I only heard the abbot of Xingkong reply: "Murong Shi salutes my Buddha, it is a good deed, what is the crime? ”

Murong Longcheng said with a smile: "This trip is for the sake of worshipping the Buddha and visiting friends. In the past, a good friend of mine was a monk in Tianlong Temple, and I went to Cangben Temple many times to visit, but I couldn't return, and it took a lot of effort to learn that he was originally in this immeasurable temple, so I came to visit. ”

Xingkong lowered his eyebrows, and asked lightly, "I don't know who Murong Shi's friend is?"

Murong Longcheng stared at the emptiness and said word by word: "My friend's real name is Duan Yingsi, who was originally the emperor of Dali, and then abdicated as a monk. )

PS: PS. Thank you for the reward from one person and a lone student.