Medical Sovereign

Just when Ding Ning felt sad and was about to seize the time to close his eyes and heal, the space in front of him suddenly had ripples like heavy water waves. He was overjoyed and said in a voiceless voice: "Senior, you are not leaving?"

"Boy, I want to give you a gift before I leave."

The mountain and river turtle did not show up, but the sound of milking milk echoed at the bottom of the cliff.

Just when Ding Ning was confused, a bit of light suddenly appeared from the void and flew into his body.

"This is my understanding of the way of space. I will give it to you at the end. Remember, one thought can make you a Buddha and one thought can make you a demon. Buddhas and demons often only exist in one thought. I will finish it here. If you think about it in the future, See you again if we are destined.”

"Senior's admonitions, juniors will keep them in mind. I will never thank you for your kindness. Please accept my respects from juniors."

Ding Ning felt the mountain and river turtle's understanding of the way of space in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his face was suddenly deeply moved. He supported his broken body, which had healed a little, and knelt down respectfully and kowtowed.

There is gold under a man's knees, and he kneels to heaven and earth to kneel to his parents.

But Shanhe Gui not only saved his life, but also gave him all his insights into the avenue of space. It was not only kindness to him, but also love, and he deserved to kneel down.

However, the lingering sound still lingers in my ears, but the ripples in the space have quietly subsided, as if they had never appeared before. I don’t know if the mountain turtle has seen this bow.

But this was a bow from Ding Ning's heart. He didn't care whether he saw it or not.

"When spaces overlap and intertwine, will it form a three-dimensional space? If multiple spaces overlap, it will even form a four-dimensional space...a five-dimensional space..."

Ding Ning sat cross-legged, healing his wounds while immersed in the space theory and insights left by Shanhe Turtle. Sometimes he frowned in thought, and sometimes his eyes flashed with joy of enlightenment.

He didn't notice that the people from the temple he summoned had arrived, but they didn't dare to disturb him. They spontaneously spread around to protect his safety.

Although Feng Lai couldn't wait to see Ding Ning to confirm his safety, her strength was not enough to be able to jump into the Broken Soul Cliff and still be safe, so she could only stand on the Soul Broken Cliff and keep looking anxiously.

"Do you want to go down? I would like to ask, what is your relationship with Ding Ning?"

An An'an and Long Yi happened to come together and saw Feng Lai pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot. Out of a woman's sixth sense, An An'an instinctively felt that the relationship between this woman and Ding Ning was unusual, so she couldn't help but ask.

Feng Lai had met the two girls before, but had never spoken to each other. An An'an asked so directly that her face suddenly turned red, her eyes averted, and she stammered coyly: "I...I... "

"Okay, stop teasing her, let's go together."

When Long Yi learned that Ding Ning was not dead, he was in a good mood and couldn't wait to see him. He didn't want to waste time here. He smiled slightly, grabbed Feng Lai's arm and jumped into the Soul-Desolating Cliff with An An.

"Girl, don't think too hard..."

The moment they jumped down, a cry of surprise came from far behind them, but they didn't take it seriously or pay any attention to it.

"Hey, it's true. Why are people nowadays so obsessed with thinking at such a young age? They always commit suicide and even form groups to jump off cliffs. They really don't value life."

A moment later, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and a grey-faced face stumbled onto the top of Soul-Desolating Cliff. Looking at the unfathomable cliff, he shook his head with regret and sighed.

If Ding Ning were here, he would definitely be shocked, because this man is Sun Shi'an, a reporter from Ninghai Daily who is known as the golden pen.

Because of Li Wensheng, he was rejected by major hospitals in Ninghai after graduation, and no one was willing to accept him. Later, he was rejected in front of

Many news media reporters used the pressure of public opinion to seek justice for themselves, and Sun Shian played an invisible and important role in this.

Ding Ning has also heard of him and knows that he is a conscientious reporter who hates evil and has a righteous heart, and has always made it his mission to expose the dark and ugly phenomena of social injustice.

Therefore, Ding Ning had a good impression of him, and later he even thought about inviting him to a meal and making friends. Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, he had already resigned and left Ninghai and was missing, which made him deeply regretful.

Sun Shi'an stood in front of the Broken Soul Cliff, feeling regretful for a moment. His hungry stomach growled, which made him smile helplessly, shook his head, turned around and staggered down the mountain.

"Stop, raise your hands, don't move, who are you and why are you here?"

As soon as he reached the halfway point of the mountain, a group of Chinese warriors pointed their guns at him as if facing a formidable enemy. They stared at him warily and shouted.

Sun Shi'an hurriedly raised his hands and said loudly: "Don't shoot, comrade, I am a reporter, not a bad person. My ID is in my pocket. If you don't believe me, you can take a look."

"reporter?"

The group of soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but their faces became even darker.

It would be fine if the martial arts masters who came and went without a trace passed through their blockade, but an ordinary person unexpectedly appeared in this military blockade area without anyone noticing, and he was also the reporter they least welcomed. Once something happened If the trouble breaks out, they are the soldiers responsible for blocking the passage and they must bear the responsibility.

"Take it away, verify your identity first, and then deal with it after reporting to your superiors."

A second lieutenant who led the team waved his hands with an ugly expression.

The wolf-like soldiers behind him immediately swarmed up and controlled Sun Shi'an. After taking out his ID card from the pocket he mentioned, he verified his identity and took him to a temporary checkpoint like a prisoner. They waited until he reported to his superiors and then followed the instructions. Command processing.

"You leave immediately."

As soon as the Anxi trio landed at the bottom of Soul-Desolating Cliff, people from the three major temples immediately surrounded them and threatened them with evil expressions.

"We are Ding Ning's friends!"

Long Yi said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"I know, but I'm sorry, no one can approach until the master has spoken. Please understand."

Although the two women had changed their appearance, they had met them before and naturally knew that they knew Ding Ning. However, for the sake of safety, Lei Yi still refused apologetically without any personal feelings.

"you……"

An An was furious and was about to argue but was stopped by Long Yi, who said calmly: "We won't get close, just watch him from a distance."

An Anxi immediately woke up. She only thought about seeing Ding Ning immediately, but she forgot that these guys were his slaves now. They were so vigilant and responsible for Ding Ning's safety.

He nodded immediately: "We can just take a look at him from a distance. Please be accommodating."

Lei Yi scratched his head. He just wanted to take a look from afar. It would be too unkind to refuse to agree.

But although he is now the most powerful among the Sons of God after Shen Yi died and Long Yi disappeared, and his status is correspondingly the highest, after the Divine Guards also surrendered to Ding Ning, he cannot make the decision and must discuss it with the Divine Guards. Just fine.

"Wait a moment, let's discuss it."

Lei Yi quickly walked towards the divine guards and others who formed a circle to protect Ding Ning in the middle, and quickly stated the requirements for the three girls to rest.

"Since they are the master's friends and they won't come close, let them take a look from a distance."

The divine guards are not unreasonable people. In addition, Anxi and the others are friends of the master, so they are not easy to offend, so they immediately agreed.

Come down, but never allow them to get close to prevent them from breaking through and killing their master while he is weak and painful.

As the divine guards moved their bodies, revealing the figure of Ding Ning who was recovering from his injuries with his eyes closed, with almost no flesh on his body behind him, the three women burst into distressed tears.

Especially Feng Lai, when he saw that the handsome little thief in his memory had white bones exposed on his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs were vaguely visible, his heart suddenly felt like a knife, and tears fell down his face.

After all, An An and Long Yi had seen the big world. Although their eyes were red with distress, they could barely control their emotions. For fear of disturbing Ding Ning's healing, they suppressed their distress and covered Feng Lai's mouth to prevent her from crying.

Feng Lai was not an ignorant girl. She immediately realized that Ding Ning was recovering from her injuries and could not be disturbed. She quickly wiped her tears and nodded slightly, indicating that she would control her emotions.

"No matter what, it's good for people to live."

Although Ding Ning's appearance was too miserable, which made Long Yi feel heartbroken, he finally saw with his own eyes that he was still alive and said with a forced smile with tears in his eyes.

An Qian sniffed softly and nodded, feeling more and more confused. She had seen countless sinners in the bloody purgatory who were countless times more miserable than Ding Ning, and her mood did not fluctuate at all. How could she feel sorry for him? Could it be that Is there really a nightmare corpse here?

After seeing each other, they were relieved, but the three women had no intention of leaving. They found a remote corner and sat on the ground, as if they would never leave until Ding Ning woke them up.

Seeing them crying so sadly, she might become their mistress in the future. In addition, they never came close to Ding Ning, so Lei Yi and others stopped driving them away, which was regarded as acquiescence to their existence.

Long Yi gently comforted Feng Lai, who was sobbing softly, and glanced at Ding Ning from time to time, his eyes full of complicated meanings.

An'an's eyes were rolling, and he was patrolling around the bottom of the cliff, which looked like it had been scraped three feet to the ground, to see if he could find the corpse of the nightmare that might exist.

You know, the dream elixir can be condensed in the nightmare's corpse. If you can get the dream elixir and refine it, you will probably understand the law of dreams or even the avenue of dreams, and thus have the same special ability to pull people into dreams as the nightmare.

You must know that the Law of Dreams can create a real dream. Not only can you teach your skills to your descendants in a dream, but you can also create an imaginary dream at will to practice life and death to accumulate combat experience and improve your combat power.

It is said that if one can understand the avenue of dreams, one can even pull an unmatched and powerful enemy into a dream, find the opponent's weaknesses and flaws in the dream, and kill them.

And if the opponent dies in a dream, although his body is intact in reality, he will become an idiot or even die due to severe mental damage. It can be called the most bizarre and unnatural killing method in the world.

It's a pity that such a heaven-defying opportunity is so easy to obtain. She allowed An An to use her consciousness to search the bottom of the cliff carefully, but she couldn't find any traces of possible nightmares, which made her greatly disappointed.

Time passed by, Feng Lai was tired of crying, and she snuggled into Long Yi's arms and fell asleep soundly. Even in her sleep, there was still a look of distress on her little face, her brows were furrowed, and her eyelashes were long. There were still crystal tears hanging on it.

That pitiful little appearance made Long Yi couldn't help but feel a bit of pity. He gently wiped her tears and showed a rare softness in his eyes.

Rest is not so emotional. Like the people in the temple, they sit cross-legged and close their eyes to rest and enter a state of cultivation. For monks who spend as little as a few days in retreat, as many as several years or even tens or hundreds of years, the most indispensable thing is patience. , this little time counts for nothing.