Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

There are a total of more than a dozen monks in the meditation room, half of them dressed up by martial monks. Hearing this, they immediately came to the door and blocked Ding Yi and Jin Wudao outside.

The head of this group of monks is the old monk with white eyebrows. He looks cold and cold at Ding Yi, and without saying a word, he takes the lead in catching Ding Yi.

"Get out of the way!" Jin Wudao steps forward and blocks Ding Yi in front of him. He slaps the white browed monk.

Jin Wudao's figure flickered slightly, but the old monk stepped back two steps, and then stopped. He looked at Jin Wudao with a dignified face. He couldn't help but gnash his teeth and said, "you are so powerful that you are not afraid of retribution if you do such things for the Chen family?"

"Who told you that I'm from the Chen family?" Ding Yi frowned and asked.

Ding Yi is tired of these people who regard him as a member of the Chen family over and over again. At the moment, he does not explain too much. Instead, he asks coldly, "what do you want to do to identify me as a member of the Chen family for no reason?"

"Are the monks in the white horse temple so indiscriminate that they put on their hats indiscriminately?" Speaking of this, Ding Yi sneered and said faintly, "if so, the demolition of the White Horse Temple is not a bad thing."

Hearing Ding Yi's words, the white browed monk's face changed. He immediately turned his head and looked at Huichen and Huimin, and yelled: "you two said they were from the Chen family? How do you know that? "

"We, we..." Seeing that Huichen couldn't say anything, Huimin immediately pointed to Ding Yi and said, "now that the Chen family has surrounded our white horse temple, who else can get in besides the Chen family? And when they come, they will break into our white horse temple, so..."

"I forced to break in? This white horse temple is originally a place for the public? When I came, I explained my intention. I came all the way to see Master Yuanjue, but you drove me recklessly. Now it's our fault? And I'm afraid we don't need to report to you about how we avoided the Chen family to enter the temple? " Ding Yi's face is cold and stern. Every sentence is reasonable and his words are killing his heart. Huimin's face is even paler. Finally, he stumbles and nearly falls to the ground.

"You, you..." Huimin holds the wall behind her, pale and points to Ding Yi, but she can't say a word.

At this time, the white browed monk snorted coldly. If he didn't know what was going on, he would have been living for such a long time. Then he yelled: "stop it!"

"How can I keep the two benefactors out of the door when I open the door to welcome visitors?" The white eyebrow monk glared at Huimin fiercely, then looked at Huichen and said, "Huichen, punish you to think for a month on your face. If there is another time, go home!"

"Master! It's the disciple who is wrong Hearing the master's words, Huichen's face changed greatly. She quickly folded her hands and bowed. She said in horror, "I don't dare any more. I'll admit my punishment!"

The reason why the white brow monk didn't punish Huimin was that Huimin was not under his family, and he was not a martial monk. Therefore, even if he was to be punished, he could not speak.

Hearing the words of the white eyebrow monk, the old monk who was sitting by the bed stood up, raised his eyelids, glanced at Ding Yi, and said with a smile, "younger martial brother, for a little trifle, he punished Huichen and thought about his mistakes. Is there any fuss?"

"Master, Huichen is willing to be punished!" Not waiting for the white eyebrow monk to open his mouth, Huichen took the initiative to speak.

"But it is not right of you to be so abrupt." Seeing Huichen's active confession of punishment, the old monk's words stagnated. Then he looked at Ding Yi again and said faintly, "Huimin, don't admit your mistake to the two benefactors."

"This I'm sorry. " Huimin is still some reluctant, but still bow to admit the wrong.

However, Ding Yi does not agree with Yu Huimin's mistake. He does not open his mouth. He gives Huimin a cold look, and then sneers. His eyes fall on the old monk again. Just as he is about to speak, he suddenly coughs violently on the bamboo bed.

"Cough, cough..." The old monk coughed violently, a trace of blood flowed out along the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed tightly, and his cheek showed a painful color.

"Abbot!"

"Elder martial brother!"

The faces of all the monks in the meditation room changed greatly. They looked anxiously at the old monk on the bamboo bed. The white eyebrow monk exclaimed: "how are you, elder martial brother?"

"Well Elder martial brother, why do you suffer from this? " Seeing the pain of the old monk, the old monk sitting by the bed sighed and went back to the bed. He took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the old monk's chest.

Seeing this scene, Ding Yi frowned and whispered, "what are you going to do?"

"Two, please don't disturb elder martial brother Yuanwu and heal his wounds for elder martial brother Yuanjue!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, the old monk who was called Yuanwu just raised his head, but the white browed monk said, "otherwise, don't blame me for not being reasonable and expelling the two from the temple!"

"If you want him to die, let him prick it down." Ding Yi ignores the white browed monk, but stares at Yuanwu and says coldly.

Hearing this, all the people present changed their faces. The white browed monk frowned and asked subconsciously, "eh? What do you mean"There are many dead acupoints in the human body, one of which is Tanzhong acupoint, which means death when touched." Ding Yi has a cold voice.

He doesn't know what Yuanwu wants to do, but he can be sure that once the silver needle goes into Tanzhong, the old monk lying on the bed will surely die.

"Ha ha ha ha, I didn't expect that you were young enough to study medical skills." However, unexpectedly, hearing Ding Yi's words, old monk Yuanwu suddenly burst into laughter. With a helpless look in his eyes, he took a look at Yuanjue lying on the bed and said, "elder martial brother Yuanjue's five internal organs are all damaged. It's impossible for him to return to heaven. It's better to let him get rid of his pain as soon as possible."

"Elder martial brother, don't blame younger martial brother!" As the voice fell, the old monk Yuanwu showed a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the silver needle in his hand stabbed him.

"No!" Standing beside Jin Wu Dao, hearing this, his face changed and he reached for a low drink.

The white eyebrow monk's face changed. He didn't expect that elder martial brother Yuanwu was going to kill him. It was too late to stop him. He could only shout, "stop it, elder martial brother!"

Whoosh! When everyone thought that the abbot was about to die, a gust of wind came. Then he felt a flower in front of his eyes. A figure had come to the bamboo bed. Before the silver needle penetrated into the Yuanjue mountain, he held Yuanwu's wrist.

Ding Yi holds Yuanwu's wrist, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't stab the silver needle down half an inch.

When Ding Yi grabs his wrist like this, sweat gradually seeps out from Yuanwu's forehead. It took him a long time to make up his mind to do so. However, he killed Cheng Yaojin on the way!

"Let me try. Maybe I can save him." Ding Yi stares at Yuanwu's eyes with cold eyes.