Medical Sovereign

"Very good, know the current affairs person as Junjie, be happy, don't resist."

Ding Ning nodded with satisfaction, said with a heavy voice.

There was a bitterness in the eyes of the Seventh God, knowing that he would be subject to others from now on, but he had no choice but to obediently let go of God, and let Ding Ning imprint his imprint on the sea of ​​knowledge.

Seal of life and death!

This is a kind of slavery curse that Ding Ning learned while studying curse. The person who planted the seal of life and death was all in his thoughts.

Of course, this curse is also limited. It can only enslave people who are far less powerful than their own.

If you want to enslave a person with a higher level of consciousness than yourself, unless the other party voluntarily surrenders without resistance, it will definitely cause him to be strongly backstabbed, the light and soul will be wounded, and the dead will die.

Thanks to his knowledge of the sea different from ordinary people, the seventh **** son did not dare to have the slightest idea of ​​resistance, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could successfully plant the seal of life and death.

"Mutianji meets his master!"

The seventh godson sensed the existence of the seal of life and death in the sea, knew that his life and death were all in the other's thoughts, and where he dared to neglect, he pushed Jinshan down to the jade pillar and shouted respectfully.

Ding Ning frowned, yelling unpleasantly, "Get up, remember, the man has gold under his knees, kneeling kneeling down on his parents, even if I am your master, there is no need to worship."

"Yes, Mu Tianyi remembers the command of the master!"

The seventh godson immediately stood up, bent down, and a grateful gaze flashed under his eyes.

Had he not been in control of life and death, would he be willing to bow down, Ding Ning would not allow him to bow down, which would have given him the minimum dignity.

"What's your name?"

Ding Ning looked at the seventh **** son and asked Shen Shen.

"It's the master."

Mu Tianyi replied respectfully, although he would abandon his real name after becoming the Son of God, but now he is no longer the seventh Son of God and naturally re-uses his real name.

"You don't have to call my master, call my young master."

Ding Ning stressed depressively that although Mu Tianyi was his authentic slave, he did not have the consciousness of the local master and wealth, and it was strange to be called to the master.

"Yes, master."

Mu Tianyi followed the path of goodness and immediately changed his word.

Ding Ning nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me about the Temple of Death, what's the matter?"

"This one……"

The embarrassment of Mu Tianyu's face was revealed. When Ding Ning's face sank, he quickly said, "Master, it is not the old slave who is unwilling to say, but the old slave really does not know the origin of the Temple of Death."

"Old slave?"

Ding Ning's face changed to that weirdness. This guy looked like he was about thirty years old. He even claimed to be an old slave, giving him a strange strangeness.

But think about this guy who is at least two hundred years old, and it is not wrong to claim to be an old slave, but the master slave or something, that is only the name of the old society of all evil.

As a five-good youth born in New China and under the banner of Red, where can you tolerate the existence of feudal wrecks, she immediately waved her hand: "Although you are not too young, you still look young and you do n’t have to call yourself a slave Just call yourself ... call yourself a subordinate. "

"Yes, master."

Mu Tianyi obeyed this, and he was secretly relieved. It seems that the new master still takes care of the feelings of his slave.

"You don't know the origin of the Temple of Death? You are the Son of God."

Ding Ning frowned, a little surprised.

Mu Tianyi smiled bitterly: "Master, in the eyes of outsiders, the **** son seems to be high, but in the temple of death, the **** son like me really has no status ..."

As Mu Tianyi's chant came, Ding Ning's face remained calm, but her heart set off a stormy sea.

He always thought that the Temple of Death

It was the Temple of the Dead, and I knew at the moment that it was not the same thing at all.

The organization that Mu Tianyi belongs to should be called the death hall, but it is only a peripheral organization of the death hall, because it is generally called the death hall.

The Temple of Death is similar to a training institution. It is responsible for collecting special physical geniuses every one hundred years, and is responsible for delivering fresh blood to the Temple of Death.

In addition to the death hall, the death hall also has a death hall.

The two do not belong together, but they have business cooperation.

For example, the special physical genius collected in the Temple of Death every 100 years will be sent directly to the inner hall of the Temple of Death without passing the assessment.

Those geniuses with non-special constitutions need only to pass through a number of geniuses. They need to undergo extremely rigorous basic assessments. After screening, the top five hundred can stay in the Temple of Death, and compete for the position of the Son of God, and finally reach the required assessment. The standard person is qualified to enter the real death hall.

Those who did not enter the top five hundred of the knockouts were all sent to the Temple of Death, but it was not clear what Mu Tianyu would do.

After all, the internal level of the Temple of Death is severe, and you should never ask questions if you should not ask, otherwise, if you are found, you will be punished extremely severely.

Mu Tianyi belongs to the genius who is not a special constitution, but has passed the 100-year basic assessment, and stands out from many competitors.

It is a pity that he belongs to the genius who has more than less than enough, not the most outstanding one. He always lingers in the ranks of the three gods, six, seven, and eight. Unless there is a big adventure, otherwise, I'm afraid I haven't been able to enter the inner temple all my life.

"Can you break into God's inner temple?"

Ding Ning was very interested in this competitive training method and could not help but curiously interjected.

"This does not necessarily depend on the potential. If you break into the **** within the specified period of time, you can enter the inner temple, but if you cannot break through within the specified period of time, it means that the potential is limited and it can only become a **** guard, responsible for protecting each of the gods. Safety."

The bitterness of Mu Tianyu's face was revealed, and he said quietly: "The maximum age stipulated is 300 years old. I am already 285 years old this year. Even if I break into God within 15 years, there is not much potential to be tapped. The kind of people who have a high probability will become **** guards, and will always stay in the outer temple of the **** of death to protect the son of the god, without being able to glimpse the true face of Lushan in the inner temple. "

Ding Ning showed a sorrowful color, and many doubts in her heart were also resolved. No wonder none of these **** slaves trapped by the divine array had special constitutions. The original geniuses with special constitutions were directly sent to the inner hall, and all who remained in the outer hall were Genius who has made up numbers over the years.

This made him sigh endlessly. In the temple, he can only be used as a genius for making up numbers, but in the mundane world, he is a generation of arrogant.

You know, the most powerful sacred gate in the world, the highest cultivation is only the peak of sacred martial arts, not even a demigod.

But in the three main shrines, the demigod is just the tail of a crane that is inconspicuous, and there is no comparable in high-end force.

To put it ridiculously, any of the three temples has the strength to easily level the entire world of martial arts.

A glimpse shows the whole leopard, and it is self-evident how terrible the strength of the inner temple of the temple is.

The only thing that puzzled him was that heaven and earth are sloppy, and the strongest in the sacred martial arts ca n’t break into God at all. How did those gods break into God?

In this regard, Mu Tianyi also gave an answer. There is indeed a world in the world, but the place where the temple is located is an independent world with a complete operating principle of heaven. There does not seem to be any restriction on the cultivation of the state.

In his words, the world space where the shrine is located is extremely solid, much stronger and more stable than the mundane world barriers, and even the powerful gods can use their full force without fear and cannot cause any damage to the heavens and the earth.

"There is a strong person in the temple?"

Ding Ning's heart was stunned, and he asked quickly.

"I don't know. I haven't seen it anyway. I listened to Long Luo."

Mu Tianyi sold the dragon drop with no sense.

"Dragon falls? Is that godson in the Dragon Temple? How did he know?"

Ding Ning asked in surprise.

Mu Tianyi scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Longluo is different from our **** sons. His identity is special. It is said that he is a descendant of a great figure in the Dragon Temple. He was originally a person in the Dragon Temple. I do n’t know why he went. After the dragon hall outside the palace, I figured that I should take the initiative to ask for my own body. He knows more than we do. "

Ding Ning showed a thoughtful appearance. From the earliest stalking, he found that the dragon fell is a very interesting person. It seemed easy-going, but he was extremely proud in his bones. Even if he was trapped by the array of gods, he never showed any panic. The color is a calm and indifferent gesture.

"Let's go and talk to Long Luo."

Ding Ning snapped his fingers, and Shen Zhen opened a passage, and Mu Tianyi followed him step by step.

"There will be your place in the future. Let's go over and see Lulu. I'll talk to Longluo."

The daughters all moved to their new home in a solitary house, and several castles were vacated. Ding Ning instructed one of the castles.

"Yes, master."

Mu Tianyi responded respectfully, and led by the demon maid named Ding Lulu, went straight to the castle.

In the formation of God, there was a violent formation movement, and a figure slowly appeared.

Long Luo, who was meditating with his eyes closed, had long been accustomed to it. He stood up and said helplessly, "Girl, we have no deep hatred, can't we talk about it? We have to fight to death."

"Ahhhhhh!"

Ding Ning coughed twice, scaring Long Luo, and opened his eyes and looked at Ding Ning in amazement: "Well, how do you change people?"

Then he waved his hand in annoyance, and sat back again, saying in a whisper: "Let's go, I won't fight with you, I'm weak, change the girl. Although the girl is very cruel, but she is also a big beauty It ’s not good to look. ”

Ding Ning was almost laughed at, and said coldly, forcing himself: "Submit or die."

Long Luo glanced at him like an idiot, and muttered in a low voice: "You have been kicked by a donkey, you are sick."

This particular guy didn't follow the routine, and Ding Ning couldn't hold his face. He stared at him fiercely, "Submit or die."

Long Luo looked at him with strange eyes, and asked for a long time, "Children, your family?"

Child?

What about your family?

It was naked contempt.

Ding Ning felt hurt by 100,000 critical hits, and Tie Qing said, "Take me a punch. If you can't hurt, I will let you go."

Long Luo suddenly opened his mouth, finally stood up, and said doubtfully: "Can you be the master?"

"of course."

Ding Ning hummed.

After speaking, I felt that my face was covered with black lines, and I really felt a little like the stubborn smell of children in front of adults.

Long Luo burst into an eyebrow and murmured to himself: "Even a small child carrying an adult's promise, but presumably the predecessor of the **** array master can also hear it. Since there is no obstruction, it seems to be acquiescence, then I It's not bullying a child. "

Ding Ning's lungs were almost exploding, and he calmly said, "I hope you can still think like this when you wait."

Long Luo grinned at him and said, "Come on, stop punching, and give you the opportunity of three punches. If you can hurt me with three punches, I will let you handle them."