"Duh!" a monk reprimanded: "Our sect master can see you if you want?" Ordinary tribal leaders want to extend my sect master's teachings, bathe and incense three days in advance, prepare three sacrifices and five ceremonies, and greet him with eight sedan chairs, so my sect master is reluctant to do so. You are a poor monk, and you dare to say that you are studying Buddhism with my sect master?"

Ding Yu's smile did not change, and asked, "So, you refuse to report?"

"Hurry up and get out of ......" Before the words were finished, the person had already flown three zhang away, landed on the stone steps in the sect, and closed his breath.

Ding Yu turned to another monk and said, "If the monk refuses to pass on the word to the guest, then there is no meaning of existence, do you say?"

The monk didn't even see how Ding Yu made a move, but he saw his companion suddenly fly out, and thought that Ding Yu had used some spell, and he was immediately stunned, and he said with a trembling tongue: "Go up...... Guru's ...... Said...... Reasonable, little ...... The little monk is ...... Communication. ”

"Go and come back quickly, the poor monk is waiting here. ”

When the monk heard this, he flew away.

After a short time, a group of people climbed the stairs from the second mountain gate, three of them, two of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, they were the retainers of the Jin King's Mansion that Ding Yu had seen earlier, and one was a fat monk with a height of nine feet, wearing a red monk's robe and a golden pointed hat, which should be the Master of Wisdom. I only heard him ask, "Which one is Zen Master Ding Yu?"

Ding Yu responded: "The poor monk is Ding Yu, and he doesn't dare to be called a Zen master." ”

The Venerable Master looked closely, and saw that the person who came was eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and thick shoulders, almost twice as much as ordinary people. He didn't dare to underestimate it, so he saluted and said: "Lao Gu Lingzhi, I have seen Zen Master Ding Yu." I don't know how my disciple offended the Zen master, and the Zen master wants to do this?"

Ding Yu Zhengse said: "I hate the poor and love the rich, and bully the monks from afar." If such a person does not teach, I am afraid that he will ruin the name of the Venerable Master. Therefore, I had no choice but to impose a light punishment. ”

On the steps, everyone looked at the unconscious monk and said in their hearts: If you apply a little punishment, you will knock people unconscious, this monk is so domineering.

The Venerable Master Lingzhi was secretly angry, there was someone from the Jin King's Mansion by his side, he didn't want to deal with Ding Yu, so as not to lose his identity, but after thinking about it, I was deceived to come to the door, if I still didn't dare to do it, wouldn't it be too much for the people of the Prince's Mansion to look down on me? Regardless of whether Ding Yu agreed or not, he flicked his robe and turned around and entered the mountain gate.

The two gold-dressed men were two steps behind and smiled at Ding Yu, who also saluted in return, a little excited in his heart: he knew that these two people had come to recruit the Lingzhi Master on the orders of Wanyan Honglie. And he waited outside the Mudra Sect for several months, just to wait for these two people, and in his plan, it was an extremely advantageous step for these two to infiltrate the Wanyan Palace.

After passing through the Sanfang Gate and entering a side hall for guests, everyone sat down in a small place, and the Venerable Master Lingzhi called the little novice to offer oil tea, and after a cup of tea, he asked, "I wonder what the Zen master means by coming here?"

Ding Yu said: "I, a person from the Western Regions, have heard that the Venerable Master's Mahamudra is a Tibetan mastery, so I have come to ask for benefits and ask the Venerable Master to fulfill it. ”

The Venerable Master's expression changed, and he said, "In this way, you are here to compete in martial arts, so how can you talk about learning the Dharma?"

Ding Yu said with a smile: "You and I are both Buddhists, and we have practiced Buddhism, why not Buddhism?"

The Master of Wisdom snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he held the teacup made of copper in his hand, and after a while, the already cool oil tea in the teacup suddenly bubbled out again, and the heat rose from the tea surface.

Ding Yu felt that the Spirit Rhino Bead hanging on his chest was gradually getting hotter, and he knew that the Spirit Master had carried the poisonous sand palm in his hand. While he was on guard, he paced to the copper tripod in the middle of the room, stretched out his hand to caress and admire: "This tripod is thick, I'm afraid it's an antiquity of some years." ”

When the Master of Wisdom saw that Ding Yu did not show his kung fu but went to play with the copper tripod, he thought that he was timid and was about to make a sarcastic remark, but he saw that the copper tripod was actually lower inch by inch, and when he looked closely, the three legs under the original tripod actually fell into the floor tiles little by little. He was taken aback, with the power of his big mudra palm, if he slapped it violently, it would not be difficult to do, but it was absolutely impossible to press it into the bluestone brick without leaving the ding. However, he thought in his heart: this person is young, and his internal strength in martial arts is definitely not high, and he thinks that he is just powerful. It's just that his strength is so amazing, if he has to practice advanced martial arts in the future, his achievements will definitely be not small.

The Master of Wisdom was narrow-minded and vicious, and Ding Yu had greatly offended him by injuring his disciples, and at this time his jealousy rose again, so he made up his mind not to let Ding Yusheng leave this place. He got up and said to Ding Yu: "The Zen master is amazing, and the old man is not talented, so I want to ask the Zen master for some fist and foot kung fu." ”

Ding Yu would not refuse, and the two of them went out of the side hall immediately, and the two golden men glanced at each other and followed out. The Master of Wisdom led Ding Yu to the apse. Ding Yu saw that the terrain of the apse was closed and the door wall was thick, if there was something discordant, wouldn't he become a turtle in the urn? He immediately stood on the square in the middle of the front and rear halls, and said: "There are many Dharma Buddha statues in the apse, isn't it disrespectful to be slightly damaged? ”

Lingzhi should not have waited, and he was worried that Ding Yu would turn around and leave when he saw that something was wrong, so he said to the disciples and monks beside him: "I have a competition with Zen Master Ding Yu, you go and call all the brothers and sisters to observe, Yu Er and others are very beneficial." The disciple and monk understood, and he didn't know where to go to call someone. Lingzhi pretended to say to Ding Yu: "My disciples don't go out of the mountain gate on weekdays, and they are short-sighted, but now the opportunity is rare, I let them come to observe, I think Ding Yu Zen Master won't mind." ”

Ding Yu sneered in his heart, since you have already instructed your disciples to call people, what can I do if I mind! However, he had already found out when he was in Mingjiao before, Lingzhi was jealous of the virtuous and jealous, and he was the only one in the Mudra Sect who could be called a master, and the other strongest people were only third- or fourth-rate people, no matter how many people there were, he was not afraid. He nodded in agreement.

After a short time, more than 20 monks rushed to the square and stood in two rows. Lingzhi had already secretly transported the poisonous sand palm power into his palm while waiting, and when he saw the encirclement laid down, he didn't delay any longer, put his palms together, and said: "Ding Yu Zen Master, please." When Ding Yu returned the salute, he suddenly took out a palm and went straight to Ding Yu's door.

Ding Yu has a spiritual rhino bead to warn, where will he sneak attack, immediately bent his left arm, from bottom to top, with a phoenix eye fist hit Lingzhi elbow behind the Qingling acupoint, this acupoint connects the ulnar nerve, once hit, the whole arm will be as sore and weak as an electric shock. Lingzhi knew that it was powerful, and hurriedly flapped his palms. Ding Yu's arm did not move, the shoulder socket crackled, and the whole moved back an inch, driving the arm to retreat, as soon as he avoided Lingzhi's palm, his shoulder was immediately reset, and the strength he had accumulated before burst out, turning into a collapse punch to Lingzhi's henchman.

For the first time, Lingzhi saw that someone could use his joints and muscles like this, and he was horrified, seeing that this punch was extremely fast, and he didn't have time to dodge and block, so he could only grit his teeth and slap out his right palm, hoping that the enemy would be saved, forcing the opponent to withdraw his fist to defend. Unexpectedly, Ding Yu's fist did not change, seeing that the two fists were about to hit each other at the same time, Ding Yu's shoulder and elbow joints crackled continuously, and his entire arm grew several inches, and he actually hit Lingzhi's right chest first, knocking him into the air. However, Lingzhi's big mudra was so bad that it could only touch Ding Yu's monk's robe. Seeing this, the two golden people couldn't help but praise loudly.

If Ding Yu had a heart to hurt people and burst open the four vajra fists, Lingzhi's chest and abdomen would probably have been broken through a big hole like that ice wall. But he was happy to see the hunt, and it was rare to have a move with the master, and if he wanted to see a few more moves, he was merciful with his subordinates, and turned his fist into a thrust at the last moment, and he was not hurt by the pain of his intelligence.

Lingzhi didn't know what to do, thinking that Ding Yu's strength was not enough to break through his internal strength, so he made up his mind, roared the tiger, and pounced again. This time, he had no scruples, so he no longer blocked Ding Yu's fist, and only attacked with the thirty-six big mudras. In order to dismantle a few more moves, Ding Yu no longer used the Vajra Demon Magic Power to control the joints, but used the Vajra Gate martial arts to make moves against him in a decent manner, as long as he was careful not to touch his palms, Lingzhi would not be able to help him.

Dozens of moves were fleeting, and Ding Yu saw that Lingzhi had some highlights in addition to the big mudra moves, and the rest of his fists and feet were not enough, so he didn't plan to continue to delay. He flashed his wise right palm and slammed his left fist into his ribs. Lingzhi did not block or flash, and turned his palm to fan Ding Yu's door, thinking that using his palm to open the stele and crack the stone, in exchange for Ding Yu's punch that did not hurt or itch, it was really a big advantage. As soon as this fist reached his body, he felt a huge force penetrate through his body, exploding in the abdominal cavity, and his internal organs seemed to be grabbed by several big hands and pinched hard, and his eyes were black in pain, and he was about to faint.

Ding Yu pinched Lingzhi's veins, shielded him from others with the help of his sleeve robe, and then injected a trace of internal strength into it to help Lingzhi stabilize his injuries.

There are two reasons why he chose to fight Lingzhi at this time, the first is of course to verify his martial arts level. This goal had been achieved, and the conclusion was that if he wanted to, he could kill the Master of Wisdom in less than ten moves. From this point of view, no one in the original book should be his opponent. The second reason is that he and Lingzhi are recruited to Wanyan Honglie's palace, so that they can compete with a large number of first-class masters, and secondly, they can get to know Guo Jing and Huang Rong. As for why he wants to be with Lingzhi, it is because he doesn't want to behave too strongly, if Wanyan Honglie spares no effort to befriend him, he will inevitably be embarrassed when he turns his face in the future.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Ding Yu said while losing internal strength to Lingzhi: "The Lingzhi Master is really strong in martial arts, so how can this game be considered a draw?"

Lingzhi stared at Ding Yu with hatred and fear, gritting his teeth and not daring to speak, for fear that he would not be able to suppress the blood spurting wildly as soon as he opened his mouth, this mouthful of blood spurted out, and it was a trivial matter to hurt his body, but it was a big deal to lose face in front of the disciples, and he usually used violence under his command, if he let the people know that he was seriously injured, I don't know if someone would take the opportunity to plot.

Ding Yu continued: "The Venerable Master has no objections, but today is over, and the poor monk will leave. I love the scenery of the West Sea, and I live under the Morlenite Mountain on the shore of the West Sea Lake. Then he wanted to leave. The twenty or so monks thought that there was a tough battle to be fought, but the sect master did not give the order, and they did not dare to make a move, and they looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to do.

The two golden men were unwilling to let Ding Yu leave, the purpose of their trip was to recruit masters for Wanyan Honglie, they thought that the Lingzhi Master was the number one master in the southwest, but they didn't expect that a young monk was not under Lingzhi, how could this be let go?