I have countless protagonists and guardian spirits

Chapter 67

"It really is the Nine Suns Divine Art."

Hearing that Zhang Sanfeng's expression was quite complicated, he couldn't help but sighed, and some of Ding Gong's previous guesses in his heart had been completely confirmed.

At this time, Ding Gong said slowly with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are seniors worried about Wuji?"

"what!"

As soon as the word Wuji came out, Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed suddenly, he stared at Ding Gong closely, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword: "You know Wuji, who are you?"

"I am his master."

Ding Gong's expression remained unchanged, and he said very calmly: "I met him by chance in Kunlun a few months ago, and saw that he was very talented, so I taught him the Nine Suns Magic Art, so that I don't have to suffer from the cold poison in the future."

"Wuji should return to Wudang after a while, and you'll know when the time comes."

"..."

Seeing what Ding Gong said, Zhang Sanfeng really didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that he doesn't care whether he believes it or not.

In this way, Zhang Sanfeng still believed that Ding Gong did not lie to him.

Because it's not necessary at all.

So he bowed to Ding Gong and thanked him: "Thank you, little friend, for saving Wuji's life. The old Taoist owes you a favor. If you need help from the old Taoist, just let me know."

"It's not necessary to help, why don't we discuss the Dao and discuss martial arts together."

Ding Gong stated his purpose.

"Discuss Taoism, discuss martial arts!"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was startled, then nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, my little friend has such cultivation at such an age, it is an honor to be able to talk about the Dao."

Ding Gong's eyes lit up slightly, and he said immediately: "Then let's find a quiet place where no one will be disturbed and start."

"In such a hurry?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, why did he feel that Ding Gong seemed a little anxious.

Ding Gong didn't hide his thoughts, nodded and said his next purpose: "Well, I still have something important to go to Shaolin, so I need to hurry up."

"If that's the case, then fine."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in understanding, and did not ask why Ding Gong was going to Shaolin.

So next.

After Zhang Sanfeng gave Song Yuanqiao and others some instructions, he and Ding Gong came to the back mountain of Wudang, where Ding Gong practiced alone these days.

Baiyun Canggou, time flies.

Ding Gong left Wudang Mountain five days later with a satisfied smile on his face.

Looking at his personal panel, Ding Gong smiled even brighter.

Name: Ding Gong

Age: 18
Physique: Supreme Bone (unawakened)

Qualification: genius level
Supernatural power: Hand of God (unawakened)

Exercises: Nine Yang Scriptures, Nine Yin Scriptures, Great Shifting of the Universe, Eighteen Palms Subduing the Dragon, Taijiquan, Taiji Swordsmanship, Xuanming Divine Palm, One Yang Finger, Lion Roar Kung Fu, Wudang Swordsmanship, Vertical Ladder, Emei Swordsmanship, Extinct Twin Swords, Flying on Grass
Strength: First Realm (lower paragraph)

Potential: unlimited

...

In the five-day discussion with Zhang Sanfeng, Ding Gong helped him perfect the last part of Taijiquan and Taiji swordsmanship in advance, and mastered the two martial arts to a great degree.

Both Taijiquan and Taiji swordsmanship belong to the first-class and top-level martial arts. From this, it can be seen that Zhang Sanfeng is an amazing talent, and he can also cultivate to the peak of innate talent in this era.

After mastering Taijiquan and Taiji swordsmanship, Ding Gong's strength has increased by about [-]%, and he is basically invincible in the innate realm.

A visit to Wudang has yielded so much, four first-class martial arts, three of which are top-notch, throwing any one of them can cause a bloody storm in the Jianghu.

Such a powerful martial arts mastered by Ding Gong is simply too scary. If other people know about it, it may cause the siege of the whole world.

After owning these, it is much more useful than Dragon Slaying Knife and Yitian Sword.

After all, one is to truly enhance one's ability, and the other is something that will be taken away. Anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.

"Shaolin Temple, here I come."

Ding Gong rode a big horse down Wudang Mountain and ran towards the direction of Shaolin.

Songshan Shaolin Temple.

After several days of rushing, Ding Gong finally arrived at his destination.

On the way, he killed a few waves of bandits who wanted to die, but it didn't waste any time. Instead, Ding Gong finally made the first change.

After seeing the blood, Ding Gong already has a clear countermeasure in mind for those who have bad intentions towards him.

There is no such thing as soft hands, because Ding Gong was soft at the beginning. After all, Ding Gong has always lived a stable life, so how could he kill as soon as he said it.

But because of that soft hand, he was attacked by others.

Fortunately, Ding Gong's soft hands are soft, but the basic vigilance is still there. Coupled with his own strong strength, he directly slapped the bandit who was trying to kill him to death.

So, when he met bandits again later, Ding Gong didn't say much, and directly beat them all to death.

These days, in this world, there are basically no good people who can be bandits.

What's more, it was all at his own hands, Ding Gong didn't have the slightest idea of ​​bypassing them.

Because Ding Gong saw the killing intent towards him from them.

That being the case, what more can I say.

One word, kill!

Outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Ding Gong looked at the plaque of Shaolin Temple with a somewhat indifferent expression, took a deep breath and returned to the appearance of the handsome young man at the beginning, the coldness between his brows dissipated and turned into gentleness like the wind.

Seeing the closed gate of Shaolin Temple, Ding Gong slapped it.

Hey!
Accompanied by an ear-splitting sound, the golden dragon-shaped energy rolled up a fierce wave and bombarded the gate.

With a bang, the gate of Shaolin Temple was directly shattered.

In order not to waste time, Ding Gong chose to use violence.

The effect of this palm is amazing.

Several Shaolin novice monks who were cleaning in the compound stared at the smashed gate with dumbfounded eyes. They were stunned for several seconds, and only came back to their senses when Ding Gong walked in.

"No, someone trespassed on Shaolin!"

"Quick, quick, go and notify."

In an instant, those monks yelled like a frying pan, and then kept running to the rear.

The louder and louder the voice, the more trapped it is to attract the attention of others.

Looking at the yelling monks, Ding Gong stood in the yard with a faint smile on his lips, waiting for the monks from Shaolin to come.

Before a minute had passed, Ding Gong was directly surrounded by nearly a hundred monks, and in the front were eighteen Shaolin monks holding long sticks, each of which was extremely powerful.

After being promoted to Xiantian, Ding Gong can sense the approximate cultivation level of those whose cultivation base is not higher than his own, even if the opponent does not make a move.

Each of the eighteen Shaolin monks has a second-rate cultivation base. Together, even first-rate masters are no match for them.

Facing the siege of most of Shaolin Temple's forces, Ding Gong's expression did not change at all, as if all these were Chinese cabbage, and there was no threat at all.

"Heaven, is the Shaolin host here?"

Hearing Ding Gong's inquiry, Zhu Tian said slowly: "Here we come."

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection, ask for support.

　　


(End of this chapter)