Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Ding Yi dusts his clothes, looks down at Qin Shaofeng, frowns, and then looks at Zhang Shaoqi.

At this time, Zhang Shaoqi was preparing to take Zhang Peishan away. Before he took two steps, he noticed the cold eyes behind him. After a pause, Zhang Shaoqi took a deep breath, protected Zhang Peishan behind him, looked at Ding Yi and said, "I didn't expect that Jinzhou still has such a strong man hidden."

"I'm curious, how can a strong man like you live in a small place like Jinzhou?" Zhang Shaoqi clenched his fist and asked in a trembling voice.

Ding Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Shaoqi with a sneer. Instead of answering his words, Ding Yi asked, "does this have anything to do with you?"

"Boy, do you want to deal with me?" With that, Ding Yi's eyes fell on Zhang Peishan.

Zhang Peishan was pale. He didn't expect that even his father and Qin Shaofeng were not Ding Yi's rivals. He had already lost his mind at the moment. Where could he dare to say a word more, he had to ask his father for help.

Seeing his son's eyes, Zhang Shaoqi's complexion was complicated. He sighed and pulled Zhang Shaoqi over. He yelled in a low voice: "bastard, don't make amends for this big brother!"

"I..." Zhang Peishan was stunned for a moment. He looked at his father in shock. He had never seen his father so low spirited. He could not help but kneel on the ground and said to Ding Yi, "brother, I'm sorry, brother. It's my fault. Please forgive me!"

Seeing Zhang Peishan kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Zhang Shaoqi clenched his fist, but did not say a word.

"Waste, mud can't support the wall!" However, Qin Shaofeng, who fell to one side, frowned, spat blood foam on the ground and swore in a low voice.

Looking at Zhang Peishan kneeling on the ground, Ding Yi raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "don't provoke me again in the future, or..."

"No, I promise not!" Before Ding Yi finished, Zhang Peishan quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "if you don't remember the villain, please forgive me this time."

Ding Yi took a look at Zhang Peishan and deeply at Zhang Shaoqi. Then he said to Jin Wudao not far away: "I'll go first."

Jin Wudao nods with a smile, while song long is shocked. He never thought that Ding Yi could defeat master banbu so easily. At the moment, he was shocked.

After coming out of Tianxiang Pavilion, Ding Yi did not stop and left the city center on his bicycle.

"Master That, is it the master, the old man? " Song long slightly frowned, some doubt whether he was wrong.

"Cough, let's go." Jin Wudao looks strange. Looking at the figure riding a bicycle in the distance, he gives a dry cough and says to song long, "I remember whether we have a car show recently?"

"That seems to be the case." Song long was stunned for a moment and then nodded.

Jin Wudao pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at his beloved apprentice and said with a smile, "master, he is used to idle clouds, wild cranes, and doesn't want to pay attention to these common things. Go to the auto show and choose a scooter for his old man."

By this time, Ding Yi has already arrived at the vegetable market on his bicycle. He has specially selected some dishes that Han feirong likes to eat, and then specially selects a slaughtered chicken to treat Han feirong in the evening.

It's noon when I get home. The house is empty. It seems that all three people have not come back. Ding Yi is also happy and makes a small dish. After filling his stomach, he goes into the room.

"It's been a long time before, and now it's time to give it a try." Sitting on the bed with his knees crossed, Ding Yi's eyes closed, and the scenes of the past come to mind.

Because of the immortality of the spirit, in the 5000 years before Ding Yi, although there were many times when he reached a very high level of cultivation, he still could not stop the aging of the body, and could only suffer from repeated reincarnations.

In the end, Ding Yi stopped practicing and gave up the idea of immortality. He began to collect various methods from all over the world. Through research and deduction again and again, he found a way to get rid of his destiny.

"Holy heart code! It's up to you this time! " Ding Yi took a deep breath and said in his heart.

According to his calculation, the reason why the body can't survive like other people is that his spirit is too strong, which leads to the overload of the body. That is to say, since the moment when Ding Yi's spirit enters the body, the body has been in the state of exceeding the limit. No matter what method is used to supplement it, the body will only become more and more fragile.

The holy heart formula is a method deduced by Ding Yi to feed back the body with the spirit. He had prepared for a long time, but he has never dared to try. Once he fails, not only the physical problems are difficult to solve, but also the spirit will be hurt unimaginably.

After making up his mind, Ding Yi no longer hesitates. He makes a strange gesture with his hands, and then runs the method of the Sacred Heart formula with his eyes closed.

For a moment, Ding Yi's mind is like being cut by a knife. The unbearable pain washes Ding Yi's nerves one after another. The beany sweat oozes out of his forehead. He suddenly opens his eyes. His eyes are red with blood. He clenches his teeth, and his spirit seems to be torn apart. Then he sees the darkness in front of him, and he has only time to say something bad in the dark. Then he tilts his head and falls on the ground In bed.A warm feeling flows through Ding Yi's four limbs and hundreds of bones, slowly strengthening his body.

Time flows slowly. Ding Yi's body suddenly shakes and suddenly opens his eyes. He sits up and gasps heavily.

"Hoo It's OK. It's OK. It's OK. " Ding Yi patted the skull and felt like a paste in his head.

After a long time, he reluctantly recovered. Thinking of the pain of the spirit before, he quickly checked his state. As a result, he was immediately excited.

"This, this..." Ding Yi clenched his fist and felt the abundant strength in all his limbs. He immediately realized that the holy heart formula derived from his painstaking efforts had worked!

Thinking of this, Ding Yi quickly closed his eyes, and a figure that looked like substance appeared in his mind. The figure was cold and cold, and his long hair was tied behind him at will. He was dressed in white and won the snow. However, there was a small crack in the cold face. The strong power was slowly pouring out of the crack and transferring to his four limbs.

"The trauma Forget it Ding Yi sighed and did not think about it again.

He walked into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. It was evening. Ding Yi was about to go to the kitchen to wash dishes and wait for Han feirong to come back. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the head of the bed rang.

"Who will call me at this point." Ding Yi mumbles a sentence, picks up the mobile phone to have a look, unexpectedly is Han feirong to call.