Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 163: The Great Shaman of Liangshan and the Golden Arhat
"Mr. Bi, I think you are also clear about my request..."
After the three of them arrived at a secluded place, a pale golden flame began to slowly emerge from Ding Liqing's body. "I only like to work with strong people!"
"nature……"
Bi Yuan raised his hand slightly, motioned to Wang and said, "Mr. Bai, I think Master Ding knows..."
"I know! Bai Ze is a celebrity in the circle recently!"
Ding Liqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I didn't expect that Biyou Village would dare to accept Quan Xing!"
"hehe……"
Bi Yuan stroked his beard and said meaningfully: "When Master Ding arrives at Biyou Village, you can have a good chat with Mr. Bai . I'm sure you will have a different opinion of him!"
"hey-hey!"
A golden coating gradually appeared on the skin of Ding Liqing's arm, and a sharp gust of wind rolled up from his bowl-sized fist, turning it into a fist that looked as if it had been painted with golden paint.
whoosh!
As soon as Ding Liqing finished laughing, he flashed and appeared directly in front of Wang Bing.
Wang Bing frowned. He also noticed something at this moment, but the speed was a bit too fast!
Ding Liqing's speed was so fast that Wang Bing had almost no time to mobilize the spirit in his body, Yin Jiang.
Subconsciously, Wang Bing leaned his upper body backwards and used his legs to shift his center of gravity downward, trying hard to prevent himself from falling to the ground. Ding Liqing's huge fist passed straight in front of him, causing Wang Bing's cheek to feel a burning pain.
Swish!
After dodging the high-speed punch, Wang Bing quickly turned sideways, dodged and flashed on the ground several times, and then distanced himself from Ding Liqing. The witch's breath on his body was released, and for a moment, Wang Bing's arms also turned pitch black at this moment.
"oh?"
After seeing this scene, Bi Yuan was also slightly surprised, and then he smiled and said: "I was wondering why the leader's black battle armor looked familiar. It turns out that he learned it from you, Mr. Bai!"
"I say...Grandpa Bi, won't you help me?"
Wang Bing rolled his eyes. When he first came to Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong didn't have those bracelets made of red beads on his wrists and ankles.
Ever since Wang Bing demonstrated his spirit possession to Ma Xianhong once, Ma Xianhong seemed to have found inspiration from it. He stayed in the room and refined a ...
It is said that rural technology geeks are terrible!
"Haha, I'm already old..."
Bi Yuan walked to the side with his cane, found a stone to wipe off the dust, sat down, and said with a smile: "The hands-on work will naturally be left to you young people!"
“Tsk…”
Wang Bing smacked his lips, and suddenly appeared in front of Ding Liqing. He turned his waist suddenly with great force and kicked Ding Liqing in the neck.
Bang!!
This kick with witch energy was powerful. With the help of Li Ling, Wang Bing's strength increased by more than one level. The instep of his foot pressed Ding Liqing's neck, causing him to stagger sideways in the direction of the kick.
"Can……"
Ding Liqing's neck also revealed skin that seemed to be coated with a layer of gold. He pushed against Wang Bing's legs and turned his body little by little: "Is this the method of the shaman? Let the elves possess me and use the power of the elves to improve my physical fitness..."
The moment he spoke, Ding Liqing suddenly swung his left arm and threw a hook punch towards Wang Bing's abdomen.
Swish!
Just when the fist was about to hit Wang Bing, Wang Bing's figure swung in front of Ding Liqing like water waves, leaving an afterimage, making the punch miss.
When Wang Bing's figure appeared not far away, there was a hint of solemnity between his brows. This power spirit was specially refined by him during this period of time. Logically speaking, it should be much better than the mass-produced ones by the family.
Even if you do this, Wang Bing is still no match for these physical cultivators in terms of strength.
"That thing you were wearing just now wasn't the Golden Bell Cover, was it?"
Wang Bing asked, "I've seen the Golden Bell Cover, but it obviously doesn't feel right. Shaolin's Golden Bell Cover is a kind of Qi Jin that is tempered into steel and covers the body surface to block external attacks, and this on you..."
"Shaolin?"
Ding Liqing looked down at his fist and said, "To be honest, I really want to go to Shaolin and learn the so-called 'real' Buddhist martial arts..."
Buzz!
Ding Liqing's fist once again showed the golden Qi. He said, "We in the Vajra Sect call this the Golden Body Skill. Although it has the same origin as the Golden Bell Cover, it also contains some Vajra power..."
"really……"
Wang nodded. He still felt some pain on the instep of his foot, apparently due to the recoil.
Is it the recoil effect created by the power of Diamond?
Wang Bing knew something about the power of King Kong.
The Ding Liqing in front of you seems to have built-in anti-armor. When you attack him, you will be hurt by the recoil force.
It’s a bit hard to bear!
"It's been a long time since I've had an activity like this..."
Ding Liqing flexed his wrist and said, "Don't lose too quickly, Bai boy!"
whoosh!
Ding Liqing glanced at Bi Yuan who was sitting on the stone steps nearby, and his figure turned into a black shadow again and disappeared on the spot.
The next moment, his body appeared directly above Wang Bing. He pulled his right fist back, and a streak of light was drawn in the sky like a falling meteor, and smashed towards Wang Bing.
Woo woo woo…
Wang Bing did not hesitate any longer and simply released four Yin generals!
As for why he didn't release five of them, it was because there was an old man Bi nearby. Wang didn't know what the old man was thinking, so it was better to be reserved.
whoosh!
As Wang Bing stepped back, the golden meteor instantly fell to the ground, stirring up a shock wave and billowing thick smoke...
"Mr. Ding, be careful!"
Wang Bing waved his hand, and one of the Yin generals seemed to sense something and rushed directly into the smoke. At the moment the Yin general rushed in, a trap formation appeared under Ding Liqing's feet, and the Yin general went straight in.
Capture the souls and dispatch the generals·Type 2·Soul Devouring Formation!
call!
A stream of evil energy instantly gushed out from the formation, but unfortunately this evil energy was useless in front of the King Kong and failed to blow him away.
But even so, Yin Jiang's attack still launched a flash attack, and countless black and purple streams of light slashed towards Ding Liqing from all directions.
"Interesting! This is a kind of witchcraft I've never seen before!"
Swish!
Ding Liqing's slightly bronze skin turned completely golden this time.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The moment the black and purple light hit Ding Liqing's golden body, a sound like metal colliding resounded throughout the venue.
“This is not enough!”
A gleam of light flashed in Ding Liqing's eyes, and his right hand suddenly stretched out in one direction, grabbing the Yin general despite the countless black and purple sharp blades around him.
Bang!
Ding Liqing's big hand directly grasped Yin Jiang's throat. After Yin Jiang was caught, the slashing attacks around Ding Liqing disappeared in the first moment. Then he covered Ding Liqing's big hand and slammed it to the ground.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, and the entire Soul Devouring Formation was smashed to pieces by this blow.
“It’s not over yet!”
Wang Bing put his hands in front of his chest, and moved the index finger of his right hand slightly. A ball of black and purple flame spread from under his feet, and drew another ghost formation under Ding Liqing's feet.
?
Ding Liqing lowered his head slightly, and saw that several chains suddenly burst out from the black and purple ghost formation, directly tying him in place.
Arrest the spirits and send the generals away. Style 12. Lock them up in prison!
Before he could react, a purple fire ring appeared again around the black and purple ghost formation, and eight ghost hands stretched out from the flames and grabbed Ding Liqing's upper body.
Capture spirits and send generals, four styles, bind ghosts from all directions!
As if sensing a strange power coming from the hands of these ghosts, Ding Liqing hurriedly clasped his arms at his sides, intending to resist with his own body.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The moment the ghost hand grabbed Ding Liqing's body, black smoke began to rise from his golden skin. His cloth shirt was burned at the same time, revealing his bronze muscles that were as hard as steel bars, and his muscles that bulged out and were full of strength.
"Want to break my golden body skill?"
Ding Liqing was slightly stunned. He also realized that these ghosts had corrosive Qi in their hands. His muscles were tensed. He raised his feet with some difficulty, gathered the strength in his body to the soles of his feet, and stepped suddenly downwards.
boom!
With this kick, the ground suddenly cracked, and both the ghost formation and the fire ring were shattered at this moment. The chains and ghost hands on Ding Liqing's body were also shattered by the recoil force of the Vajra Power on his surface.
“Not enough!”
Ding Liqing finally smiled and looked at Wang Bing and said, "Bai Ze, this is not enough!"
"Great...Mr. Ding, be careful!"
Boom!
A large mass of black and purple gas came straight down towards where Ding Liqing was standing. The power contained in it far exceeded the previous attack.
Capturing the Spirits and Sending the Generals - Style 18 - Calling for Drinking
"Good! That's it! That's the way it should be!"
Looking at the black and purple Qi ball coming towards him, Ding Liqing stepped his right foot to the side and lowered his center of gravity. Seeing the Qi ball that was about to hit him, he suddenly flew up, and with the fist that Ding Liqing had kept at his waist, he saw the right moment and punched out!
Arhat Fist!
Bang!
The golden Qi energy and the black and purple Qi energy collided in mid-air, creating a shock wave, and the air wave made it difficult for Wang Bing and Bi Yuan to open their eyes.
"Grandpa Bi, where did you find such a violent maniac? Disciples of the Vajra Sect should be considered monks, right?"
Wang Bing was a little puzzled. He could have easily dodged the attack just now, but Ding Liqing was so stupid.
Like a fool, he went up to meet her...
"Master Ding was kicked out because he violated the rules so many times!"
Bi Yuan said with a smile: "How do you feel?"
“It’s quite strong!”
After Wang Bing thought about it carefully, he nodded solemnly and said, "This level is considered an incredible player in the circle!"
"Isn't that considered an expert?"
“Almost!”
Wang Bing said bluntly: "According to what you said, if this person was kicked out because he violated the rules many times, then I think his character may not be up to standard. A true master should have achievements in both mind, body, skills and qi. Only then can he be a master..."
After hearing this, Bi Yuan nodded and shook his head, obviously disagreeing.
"Then what do you think...who is considered a master?" Wang Bing asked back.
To be honest, he really wanted to hear the old man's opinions, especially those of someone like Bi Yuan who liked to be the mastermind, as they might be the most unique.
If a chess player does not have a full understanding of the situation and each chess piece, how can he play the entire game well?
However, the old man Bi Yuan did not say anything, but just looked at the figure falling from the sky!
Bang!
As the figure fell heavily to the ground, Ding Liqing slowly walked out of the smoke, smiling and saying, "This blow was powerful!"
"That's enough, Mr. Ding. The leader is still waiting for us!"
Wang Bing stretched his body and said, "When the time comes, Master Ding, if you don't feel satisfied, let the leader practice with you!"
"Not enough! I know you still have some strength left!"
Ding Liqing's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He looked at Wang Bing with burning eyes, as if he would immediately launch an attack if Wang Bing dared to say no.
"this……"
Wang Bing glanced at Bi Yuan, but the old man Bi showed no intention of getting up.
Helpless, Wang Bing scratched his head and said: "Okay..."
Swish!
Wang Bing just waved , and the two Yin generals behind him turned into two streams of light, one black and one purple, and rushed towards Ding Liqing.
Capture the spirit and send the general away·Type 19·The soul never returns!
call!
Looking at the two Yin generals shooting towards him, Ding Liqing punched them without dodging. Unfortunately, just when his fist was about to hit the Yin generals, the speed of the two Yin generals increased again. One (black) went straight under Ding Liqing's feet, and the other (purple) brushed past his arm and went behind him.
Before Ding Liqing could retract his fist, a purple light appeared from behind him. The purple Yin general had already arrived behind him. The Yin general's ghost claw suddenly grew larger and slashed in the air.
but……
Swish!
Ding Liqing didn't even look back. He swung his left arm from the inside, leaving a golden light above his head. The back of his hand was wrapped in a thick layer of Qi energy as he smashed down towards the slashing weapon.
Bang!
At the same time, the black Yin general who had previously drilled into the ground also rushed out from underground, swinging his fist and hitting Ding Liqing's jaw.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Buzz!
Ding Liqing's forehead was shining with golden light. At this moment, the skin and flesh on his forehead seemed to have turned into gold, still flashing with light. He met the fist that was hitting him from bottom to top and smashed it with his head!
BANG!!
The enormous force blocked Yin Jiang's punch. A ripple spread out from between the golden forehead and the black fist. But at this time, Ding Liqing had already retracted his right fist and punched down at the Yin Jiang under him.
boom!
With one punch, the ground under Ding Liqing's feet exploded again, and the sound produced by the explosion made people's ears ring!
"This combat power..."
Wang Bing couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, the Ding Liqing in front of him is definitely stronger than Harichagai and the others!
It is said that those with lower roots cultivate precepts, those with middle roots cultivate concentration, and those with higher roots cultivate wisdom!
According to what Ma Xianhong told him when they were chatting, the furnace he was building now was very dependent on the cultivation of the upper root device of the furnace holder for the transformation of the lower root device, so he had to be very strict when selecting the upper root device, because the principle of the transformation through the self-cultivation furnace is to imitate the meridian state of the person holding the furnace to a certain extent.
This Ding Liqing is obviously up to standard, but his fighting spirit...
Just when Wang Bing was thinking about whether to intercept Ding Liqing in advance, he saw Ding Liqing's fist had already reached his head...
call!
A ball of black mist was suddenly released from Wang Bing's body, blocking the golden fist directly, as if it were real, stopping the advancing fist.
Capture the spirits and send the generals·Nine Styles·Black Blemish!
"This is?"
Before Ding Liqing could react and figure out what kind of fog could block his fist, several black spears shot out from the fog.
Capture the spirits and dispatch the generals·Ten Styles·Soul-breaking Spear!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
These powerful black spears hit Ding Liqing, making a clanging sound. Each strike was like a heavy hammer hitting another, forcing Ding Liqing to retreat continuously.
whoosh!
A ball of black energy suddenly broke through the black fog and hit Ding Liqing's body. The huge thrust made a hint of surprise flash in his eyes. Then, pushed by the black shock wave, Ding Liqing retreated backwards at high speed, and two furrows were plowed under his feet.
"drink!"
Ding Liqing shouted loudly, and suddenly exerted force with his arms to hug the shock wave in front of him, and then threw it directly into the air.
Tap tap tap!
In front, Wang Bing moved on the ground, leaving several afterimages, and appeared in front of Ding Liqing for the first time. He looked at Ding Liqing in front of him with a slight smile on his face, "It's over, Master Ding!"
Swish!
Behind Wang Bing, two Yin generals, one on the left and one on the right, stretched out their ghost claws and slapped Ding Liqing fiercely.
Soul Conscription: Eighth Style: Scar of Pain *2
boom!
The power of the four ghost claws of the two Yin generals is no joke. This attack directly knocked Ding Liqing to the ground, and then the two Yin generals waved their claws again and threw him out.
Boom!
As Ding Liqing's body fell heavily to the ground, a large cloud of dust was stirred up...
Wang Bing snapped his fingers, and the four Yin Generals were taken back into his body. "Master Ding, if you keep fighting, you'll see blood. We're almost there!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
In the smoke, Ding Liqing laughed loudly, "What a pleasure! I haven't had such a good fight in a long time!"
Both of them knew that this was not a life-and-death fight so neither Wang Bing nor Ding Liqing took any ruthless action.
When Wang Bing realized that Ding Liqing's golden body skill was about to collapse, he stopped in time and did not continue attacking.
After all, this was the person that Ma Xianhong wanted to invite. If he got hurt, it would be hard to explain to Ma Xianhong...
After a while, Ding Liqing walked out of the smoke naked, looked at Bi Yuan and said, "Yes, Mr. Bi, it seems that there are many strong people in Biyou Village!"
"hehe……"
Bi Yuan also stood up from the bluestone upon seeing this, looked at Ding Liqing with a smile, and stretched out his hand, saying: "Welcome to join Biyou Village!"
“Haha, OK!”
Ding Liqing was not vague either. He stretched out his big hand and shook hands with Bi Yuan, then said, "I hope Mr. Bi can give me more guidance in the future!"
…
Three days later, the three of them quickly returned to Biyou Village, and Ma Xianhong personally came to the village entrance to greet them.
"Welcome, Master Ding! I think you will like it here in Biyou Village."
"Hello, Leader!" Ding Liqingye did not hesitate and directly shook hands with the hand that Ma Xianhong extended.
“…”
The corner of Ma Xianhong's mouth twitched. He called himself the leader as soon as he arrived... He seemed to have thought of something and glared at Wang Bing. He couldn't hide the look in his eyes that wanted to stab someone.
Wang Bing didn't take Ma Xianhong's look to heart. After briefly introducing the current staff of Biyou Village to Ding Liqing, he returned to his room...
