Medical Sovereign

Xiahou Weiyang was shocked, and then showed a look of surprise, thinking: "The red-faced old man who sneaked up on you while you were fighting Saito Zeyang was sent by the person behind them?"

"Um!"

Ding Ning nodded and said calmly: "I originally thought that this behind-the-scenes force was from the three major temples, but now it seems that there is someone else."

Ever since he learned that the Temple of Death also had a Death Hall in addition to the outer hall, he had always thought that the force that his grandma said was secretly infiltrating various sects was the Death Hall.

But now, he doesn't think so. The red-faced old man seems to be using the Tantric Mahamudra, but in fact it is not the case. The old guy is actually a fire attribute user. Otherwise, he would not be able to turn the good Tantric Mahamudra into The handprints became bloody.

This allowed him to overturn his previous judgment, and it was more in line with the description of Shenqi.

The Death Hall is the peripheral intelligence organization of the Death Temple. Its main task is to investigate and understand where genius warriors with special physiques are born in the world. It has no intention of getting involved in the various sects in the world.

To put it bluntly, the people of the three major temples are aloof and regard the people of the world as ants. Although the various sects have a long history and have great prestige in the world, the temples do not pay attention to them at all. They secretly infiltrate and infiltrate them. It’s unlikely that you’ll be in control.

Only the God Descendants organization is not picky about food. Even ordinary people can serve as live experiments, secretly controlling various sects in the name of the Death Temple to collect warriors for live experiments. This possibility seems to be greater.

However, why does the Goddess organization secretly control various sects in the name of the Death Temple? Is it a random coincidence or intentional?

This puzzled Ding Ning. Once what the God Descendants Organization did was exposed, it would definitely anger the Death Temple. It seemed that the gains outweighed the losses.

"Do you know what force it is?"

Xiahou Weiyang asked softly with anger flashing in his eyes.

Ding Ning thought for a moment and shook his head: "It is very likely that it is a divine organization, but it cannot be confirmed yet."

"It's a god again. This organization is really ambitious and has big plans."

Xiahou Weiyang cursed angrily.

In the past, he didn't have many intuitive impressions of the Goddess organization. He only felt that it was unscrupulous and unjust for them to conduct experiments on living people. But now, the Goddess organization has extended its claws into all parts of China. The sect, this completely offended his inverse scale.

After all, the main responsibility of the Imperial Palace is to prevent warriors from causing chaos. Once the divine organization secretly controls various sects and frequently creates troubles, the Imperial Palace will have no prestige at all.

"I have a list in hand. The sects on the list are all suspected of being secretly controlled by the Goddess organization, but there is no evidence to prove it. I don't know whether some people are controlled or all of them are controlled."

Ding Ning reached out and took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Xiahou Weiyang. A cold light flashed in his eyes: "But I am certain that Zhao Yuanhua of the Baji Sect and Yu Yuehu, the leader of Qingcheng, must have surrendered to the Divine Origin Organization."

"How are you sure? Is there any evidence?"

Xiahou Weiyang took the list and asked in a deep voice.

After all, there is no governing relationship between the Imperial Guards Office and the Martial Arts Association. If they are accused without evidence, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among many people.

"I have been here a long time ago and have been staring at them. The Divine Organization hates me to the core and has been trying to get rid of me, but they can never find a chance. After it was confirmed that I would appear to compete with Long Yi, Zhao Yuanhua and Yu Yuehu sent a text message, and not long after, the red-faced old man appeared. "

Ding Ning explained softly.

This is also the reason why he had arrived early but never showed up. He was secretly observing the actions of people from various sects, waiting for the people behind the scenes to show up to confirm that they were secretly controlling the major sects.

Which faction are the people from this sect?

Although something unexpected happened, Ding Ning did not expect that Saito Zeyang's maid would hold the red-faced old man and die together, leaving no one alive, but he had already determined that the red-faced old man was a person with supernatural powers, and it didn't matter whether he survived or not. .

"Let the Imperial Guard handle this matter."

Xiahou Weiyang was worried that Ding Ning would go on a killing spree in anger, causing a bad impact, so he took the initiative to take over the matter.

To this, Ding Ning was noncommittal and nodded in agreement. After all, whether it was the Baji Sect or the Qingcheng Sect, they were just small fish to him, and there was no need to waste his time on them.

What's more, once this matter is handled, it will greatly increase Xiahou Weiyang's prestige, which will also be of great benefit to the Imperial Palace.

"coming."

Just after chatting with Xiahou Weiyang for a few words, Ding Ning twitched his ears and said.

An Xin and Long Yi, who had been doing nothing on the sidelines, both looked stunned, looking at Ding Ning with horror in their eyes.

They also noticed that there was a strong person climbing the mountain, but they only found out after Ding Ning reminded them, which showed that Ding Ning was far more powerful than them.

Ding Ning didn't say hello, and disappeared in a flash, so fast that the two women felt inferior.

Xiahou Weiyang shook his head and smiled bitterly. This nominal disciple has now left him behind by an unknown distance.

However, with his broad mind, he would not be jealous. Instead, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart. After all, this boy was also from the Guoshifu. The more powerful he was, the greater the benefit to the Guoshifu.

Ding Ning left as quickly as he came back, but when he came back, he had completely changed his appearance, becoming a middle-aged man with a beard, and even had a new set of clothes.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to reveal his identity, the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Xiahou Weiyang's hand would have been poked into it.

An Xin and Long Yi opened their mouths in astonishment and looked curiously at Ding Ning's new look. They secretly admired how proficient he was in the art of disguise. If he hadn't taken the initiative to reveal his identity, they wouldn't have recognized that the person in front of them was Ding Ning.

"You guys, want to change your appearance too? Come with me."

Ding Ning thought for a while and said to the two women that although the two women had lost their memories in the chaotic world, he could not treat them as outsiders.

What's more, the two women jumped off the cliff after him, which was obvious to everyone. If they appeared in their original appearance, they would inevitably not see through his identity.

The two women didn't refuse, and followed him to disguise themselves obediently. Of course, the most important thing was that they couldn't stand the ragged clothes on their bodies. Since they appeared, they used their spiritual power to condense a suit of clothes to cover their shame.

Although that kind of consumption is not worth mentioning to them, it still makes them feel a little uncomfortable, and they hope to change into clean clothes.

Fortunately, Ding Ning's storage ring contains not only a lot of men's clothes, but also a lot of women's clothes. They are all specially prepared for tearing clothes to pieces when making love with women.

When An Xian and Long saw that he actually took out a lot of women's clothes for them to choose from, the expressions on their faces became extremely weird. Their eyes changed when they looked at him, and they murmured in their hearts, there is nothing special about this guy. Okay.

Ding Ning didn't know what they were thinking, and he didn't bother to explain. Well, it was mainly because it was difficult to explain, so he might as well not explain it at all and let them misunderstand it. They would understand it in the future anyway.

The two women quickly picked out clothes that fit them, but they didn't have the nerve to change them in front of him. They were about to find a hidden place to change into, but they were stopped by Ding Ning, who took out two bio-simulated skins and handed them to them in detail. After explaining how to use it, the two women were extremely shocked.

No wonder this bastard seems to have become a different person after he disguised himself. It turns out that he has this incredible disguise artifact.

But shocked

Besides, the two women were quite touched. After all, this simulated skin was definitely a big secret, but Ding Ning did not hide it at all, which showed his trust in them.

Especially Long Yi, she felt warm in her heart. After all, she was a member of the temple and could be regarded as Ding Ning's enemy, but he chose to trust her without reservation. moved.

But little did he know that Ding Ning already knew her past and her hatred for the temple. He wanted to protect her by letting them appear in different appearances. He didn't want Long Yi to become a wanted criminal in the temple like the Dragon King. , I can only live in fear.

Destroying the temple and avenging Long Yi's parents was his promise to Long Yi. Even though Long Yi had forgotten this promise, he always remembered it.

It's just that the power of the temple is too strong, and it is very likely that there is a strong person in the realm of gods sitting there. With his current strength, he is not sure of destroying the temple.

But he believed that as long as he was given time, sooner or later he would fulfill his promise, eradicate the temple, and avenge Long Yi's sworn blood feud.

When the three people appeared again, Xiahou Weiyang couldn't calm down anymore. Damn it, Ding Ning just turned into a middle-aged uncle. Long Yi was originally from China, so it didn't matter if he changed his appearance.

But An Anxi is a Westerner. He has transformed into a Chinese. Even his silver hair has turned into black hair, and his red pupils have turned into black. He looks like a Chinese girl.

An Anxi is very satisfied with her current appearance. She has been worried about her blood-colored pupils for fear of being regarded as an alien.

Now, with this Chinese face, she can explore the beautiful scenery of China unscrupulously.

But when she remembered that this simulated skin belonged to Ding Ning and he would definitely take it back, her eyes began to spin, thinking about how to blacken this disguise artifact.

"By the way, favors, this guy still owes me three favors, huh, that's it, this disguise artifact can offset one of my favors."

An Qian's eyes lit up and he thought happily.

I just feel a little weak in my heart for no reason. What should I do if he doesn't agree? This bastard suddenly became so powerful that I seemed to be unable to defeat him.

"No matter what, if I really don't give it back to him, he can still take it by force, huh! If he dares to take it by force, I will...I will...right, I will shout molestation."

An Qian muttered in a low voice, which made Ding Ning dumbfounded. This girl is his, how can he still be reluctant to part with a biological simulation skin.

However, he will naturally not tell them clearly. Since they have forgotten the past, they can soak them again. With the biosimulated skin as a reason, there will be a chance for them to interact with each other.

Otherwise, he was really worried that An An and Long Yi would fly away and disappear into his world.

No, you have to leave some mark for them so that they can be found if they get separated.

With careful thoughts, Ding Ning carefully released his spiritual consciousness and quietly left spiritual marks on them.

I have to say that spiritual consciousness is really a good thing. Although it has no combat effectiveness, it is concealed enough that the two women did not notice anything.

If they had changed their spiritual consciousness, the two women would have discovered it immediately due to their strength, and they would have to fight him desperately.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

A series of sounds broke through the air, and a crowd of forty or fifty people appeared in front of them.

The leader was an old man with white hair and a boyish face, his hands clasped behind his back, looking like an outsider. He glanced at Xiahou Weiyang with a half-smile, and said in a sinister tone: "Hey, isn't this the Marquis Wu of Zhenguo?"