Chapter four hundred and thirty second beam jumping clown
Chapter 432 The Clown
Ding Hao had just escaped from the mountain spring and was about to leave when he suddenly looked startled.
In the Dantian, which was originally as dry as a pool of stagnant water, the flow of true energy seemed to have accelerated a lot. Ding Hao closed his eyes and used his spiritual consciousness to look at his whole body, and found that his originally stiff meridians seemed to have become much more flexible, and every cell in his body
Everyone seemed to be jumping for joy, which surprised Ding Hao.
After pondering for a moment, Ding Hao's heart moved. Could it be that the two extremely cold and extremely hot springs just now had an effect?
Thinking of this, Ding Hao looked at the misty mountain spring behind him and decided to give it a try next time. Then Ding Hao walked leisurely and leisurely to the back mountain of Moyin Sect.
When he was about to arrive at the wing where he was, a faint and ethereal low voice began to be heard in his ears. The sound was sweet and warm, like trickles of water gathering together, and like the wind blowing fallen leaves in an ethereal valley. Ding Hao couldn't help but feel excited.
Indulge in it.
When the low voice slowly dispersed into the void, Ding Hao woke up. The secret magic sound sect was worthy of the name of "Demon Sound". The voice had fallen, and the lingering lingering sound was still floating in his heart, vague and misty.
The sound is mighty and powerful, constantly whispering and whispering in one's own consciousness.
As Ding Hao gradually approached the pavilion, Ruan Qingyi's otherworldly and beautiful face had fallen into Ding Hao's eyes.
Leaning in a pavilion not far from the opposite side, Ruan Qingyi was wearing a wisp of green clothes, looking at the blue sky with her jade face, her dark eyes dimming the stars, as if full of thoughts. A cup of tea in front of the table was held in her hand.
, turning slowly and blankly, with a hint of pain and hope in his expression.
Not far behind her, Xiaoling, who had two pigtails on her head, was lowering her head and playing with the headdresses given by Ding Hao. Looking at her happy face, she seemed to be very happy.
It wasn't until Ding Hao's deliberately aggravated footsteps sounded that the master and apprentice seemed to realize it. At the same time, they turned their heads and looked at Ding Hao.
"You're back?" Ruan Qingyi smiled lightly, with a hint of concealed surprise in his eyes.
Ding Hao nodded indifferently and went to the wing where he was without answering.
After returning to the wing, Ding Hao covered all the doors and windows of the wing, pretending to be invisible, and then sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing by himself.
The master and apprentice Ruan Qingyi came to the door of Ding Hao's wing and looked at the closed door and window. The two masters and apprentices looked at each other and understood what Ding Hao meant.
Xiaoling benefited from Ding Hao, and her attitude towards Ding Hao obviously improved. She just pouted slightly and didn't say much. Ruan Qingyi smiled indifferently and took Xiaoling away without saying a word.
After Ding Hao heard the two people leaving, he smiled slightly, stood up from sitting cross-legged, and began to arrange the "Ten Directions Magic Array" in the side room. It was not until the arrangement of the "Ten Directions Fantasy Magic Array" was completed that Ding Hao relaxed
He continued to fall back to the bed. He closed his eyes and waited.
Although the loss of strength is serious, with the various skills that Ding Hao has experienced and mastered now, it is not so easy for others to hurt him. What's more, a small Demonic Sound Sect and a few clowns who cannot stand on the stage.
I closed my eyes and waited for the scene all day. At midnight on the second day, a silent figure gradually approached Ding Hao's wing.
With a cold smile, Ding Hao secretly said, "Come here. Now that Ding Hao has lost too much strength, he can only faintly feel the opponent's position, but he cannot detect the person's cultivation."
But based on the mystery of the "Ten Directions Fantasy Demon Array", Ding Hao believes that even if the man named Shang is a cultivator who has reached the integration stage, he will definitely not get any benefits as long as he falls into the "Ten Directions Fantasy Demon Array". Even in the beginning,
All the Blood Demon Mountains have suffered losses in this formation, let alone people like the Demonic Sound Sect?
The visitor behaved without scruples, or perhaps he knew that Ding Hao was originally a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he was still seriously injured. It would be easy to capture Ding Hao. That's why he dared to act so brazenly.
He carelessly opened the door of Ding Hao's wing and secretly used his inner strength. He thought that Ding Hao would definitely die. But before he could take action, a vast white sky suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Just when he was at a loss, the inner demons had come to his door automatically, and he was stunned and fell into the invasion of the inner demons.
Ding Hao, who was leaning on the edge of the bed indifferently, couldn't help but be startled when he saw that the strength of the visitor was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He secretly thought that he had made a fuss out of a molehill. It seemed that Shang Di looked down on him at all and did not take action personally.
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Ding Hao thought that he was right. The strength he had shown was only at the late stage of Yuanying, and he was still suffering from various injuries. I am afraid that in their hearts, his strength was not even that of the early stage of Yuanying. Send such a person
Coming here is already giving yourself face.
With a smile, Ding Hao was not polite. He walked calmly into the "Ten Directions Magic Array" and used the infinite magic power to leisurely swallow and absorb the man's true essence. Then he chopped off his head with a sword. This man
Under the grasp of his big palm, his body "crunched" and turned into pieces of broken bones.
Then as soon as the demonic flames came out, a burning smell came, and in a moment, the man had turned into a pile of charcoal.
Early morning of the second day.
Ding Hao slowly walked out of the wing, holding the head of the man who attacked him yesterday in his hand, and walked unhurriedly to the pavilion where Ruan Qingyi had been a few days ago.
Master Ruan Qingyi and his disciples heard Ding Hao's undisguised heavy footsteps and walked out of the pavilion. When they saw the human head in Ding Hao's hand, they all covered their mouths and exclaimed.
The woman named Xiaoling exclaimed with joy and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lin, how come there is only one head left!"
Ruan Qingyi looked at Ding Hao blankly and said solemnly: "Lin Yin is a disciple of Shang Zirong, the elder of our sect. How did he die in your hands?"
"Yesterday, I was practicing my energy and breathing in the wing, and this person wanted to control me and my mortal enemy!" Ding Hao said indifferently.
When Ruan Qingyi heard what Ding Hao said, she felt deep in thought, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and she remained silent.
But Xiaoling next to her seemed to be getting more and more pleased with Ding Hao, and said with a smile: "Lin Yin, that brat, has been trying to take advantage of me all day long, but I didn't expect to die in your hands, haha, a good death!
"
As she spoke, Xiaoling clapped her two little hands, looking indescribably excited and happy.
But just when Xiaoling was jumping for joy, an inappropriate cold snort fell into the ears of Ding Hao and the others. Then a Taoist priest with a feather crown, tied hair and a purple face slowly fell into the field, with something clearly revealed in his eyes.
He was looking at Ding Hao and the others with anger.
"I don't know what Lin Yin did to make Elder Ruan unhappy, so he actually let Elder Ruan do this murderous thing!" Shang Zirong said secretly.
Ruan Qingyi's expression was stagnant, but he reacted instantly.
Ding Hao only had the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage and was seriously injured. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have thought it was done by him. Xiaoling's strength was not as good as Lin Yin's, so it was certainly impossible. The only explanation was that he himself
Taking action, no wonder Shang Zirong thought so.
Frowning slightly, Ruan Qingyi said calmly: "Elder Shang, please calm down. Lin Yin broke into Tsing Yi's guest room yesterday and tried to murder Tsing Yi's guests. Tsing Yi had no choice but to take action!"
Hearing what Ruan Qingyi said, Ding Hao was stunned. He really didn't expect that Ruan Qingyi would bear it all.
Looking at Ding Hao coldly, Shang Zirong's tone was directed at Ruan Qingyi, saying: "Yesterday I asked Xiaoyin to come and inform Elder Ruan that the sect master will return soon. I want to ask Elder Ruan to prepare something. How dare Xiaoyin be so bold?
Breaking into your guest room?
But even if Xiaoyin broke into your guest's room as you said, the crime is not worthy of death, right? If Elder Ruan doesn't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will definitely report it to the sect master and let him make the decision for me!"
When Shang Zirong said this, Ruan Qingyi was immediately speechless, confused by emotion and reason. If what he did was really unjustifiable, Ruan Qingyi didn't know how to explain it.
"What kind of explanation is needed for a disciple who commits crimes and doesn't know etiquette and kills people?" Ding Hao said calmly and calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Shang Zirong looked grim, looked at Ding Hao blankly, and said in surprise: "Who are you? When will it be your turn to intervene in the affairs of our Demonic Sound Sect?"
With a smile, Ding Hao leisurely sat down on the chair in the pavilion, looked at Shang Zirong indifferently, and said calmly: "The affairs of your Demonic Sound Sect naturally have nothing to do with me, but the person your apprentice wants to kill is me.
Then it has something to do with me!”
"Boy, don't talk nonsense, what's the benefit of Lin Yin killing you?" Shang Zirong shouted coldly.
As soon as he straightened his body, Ding Hao's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He looked straight at Shang Zirong and said, "What are the benefits? You know it in your heart. Is it really necessary that I can't tell you?"
Shang Zirong looked stunned, and then quickly said: "What good can it do? Lin Yin and you are strangers. You are an outsider. Why would he kill you?"
Ding Hao laughed loudly, and when Ding Hao was about to speak, a faint sound of footsteps fell into his ears.
A moment later, an old man in his sixties with a thin body and a wrinkled face walked over slowly, followed by several people. The old man looked at Ruan Qingyi and Shang Zirong, and shouted: "What are you arguing about?"
"See the Sect Master!"
Ruan Qingyi and Shang Zirong shouted in unison and saluted the old man.