Medical Sovereign

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Ding Ning didn't read Song Zhong's memory, but directly carried out genetic modification, because he felt that Song Zhong should be trustworthy because of his defenselessness.

In particular, genetic modification is definitely a painful process for ordinary people, but Song Zhong was sweating profusely, and the blue veins on his forehead were twitching, but he still clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Even, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even have a hint of instinctive resistance. It can be seen that Song Zhong possesses such extraordinary self-control and perseverance. It also shows from the side that he trusts Ding Ning not to harm him.

After the renovation, Ding Ning asked curiously: "Are you not afraid of me harming you?"

Song Zhong was sweating, sitting on the ground almost prostration, breathing heavily, but still insisted on standing up, and replied respectfully with his fists, "If you want to kill me with Master’s strength, it’s just a matter of raising your hand. There is no need to circumvent me like this."

Ding Ning was startled, and then laughed blankly. Indeed, it was he who made things complicated, but he was not as transparent as Song Zhong.

But this also made him appreciate Song Zhong, the first disciple.

The reason why he said he was the first disciple, hehe, everyone knows.

Although he had accepted several apprentices before, but due to some special reasons, these apprentices became his daughter-in-laws, so... can't be counted.

As for Mr. Hu and the others, he also accepted his apprentices on behalf of his teachers, and could only be regarded as his junior apprentices, so Song Zhong was naturally promoted to his first apprentice.

In the process of genetic modification, Ding Ning refused to sign a master-servant contract with him. He felt that if even his apprentices were to become his own slaves, where would there be any trust between them? Although it is safer, it is too boring.

Although he did not sign a master-servant contract, the genetically modified Song Zhong could feel that he had undergone earth-shaking changes, and he felt awe and ruin towards Ding Ning, the mysterious master.

After all, to a certain extent, genetic modification is equivalent to giving him a new life, which is tantamount to an alternative reproductive parent.

Ding Ning could vaguely feel Song Zhong's closeness, and the corners of his mouth could not help showing relief. This kind of teacher-student relationship, which is maintained by emotion rather than contract, is what he really wants.

He patted Song Zhong on the shoulder, and said in an easygoing manner: "You feel the changes in your body first, and when you adapt, I will help you solve the problem that you can't advance."

"Yes, Tu'er respectfully sends Master off."

Song Zhong couldn't wait to sense the changes in his body, and he bowed deeply, and said respectfully.

"I don't like vulgar etiquette, just feel free to do it on weekdays."

Ding Ning smiled and said, turning around and taking a step that had disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this hand, Song Zhong couldn't help showing an astonishing color in his eyes, and whispered in a low voice: "Master really has the aptitude and enchantment, and he has realized the method of shrinking the ground into an inch in the semi-god state."

A figure slowly revealed in the mid-air about a kilometer away from Song Zhong’s collapse, panting and grinning in a low voice: “It’s so easy to understand where you can shrink into an inch. I’m just new The apprentice pretended to be forced and used the teleport continuously. It’s just that continuous teleportation has advantages in combat and short-distance driving, but it is far less practical than shrinking the ground in long distances. It seems that when Grandpa returns , I still have to ask him for advice."

"Come on, buy and leave."

"big big big."

"Go away, what a big one, this one must be small."

...

As soon as Ding Ning came to the door of Building 4 of Yingbin Building, I heard the faint noise coming from inside with my ears, scratching his head, and muttering with a weird expression: "Isn’t it a mistake? Where is Tianyin Temple?"

A ghost

The leopard warrior appeared behind him like a ghost, slightly clasped his fists and respectfully said: "Master, you remember correctly, this is indeed the place where the high monks of Tianyin Temple stay."

Ding Ning became more and more surprised: "Really where Tianyin Temple is staying? Then why do I feel like I am in a casino."

The ghost leopard warrior could not help but laughed and said: "The eminent monks of Tianyin Temple seem to be a little different. They seem to be extremely keen on gambling. The abbot of Ming Chan took the senior officials of Tianyin Temple to visit other holy gates. They started as soon as they left. Gambling."

"It's estimated that it's been hidden for too long, and there is a lack of entertainment."

Ding Ning shook his head dumbfoundedly, and could understand the distress of the monks in Tianyin Temple. After all, Tianyin Temple closed the gate and chanted Buddhist scriptures all day long. He cultivated his mind and had a serious lack of entertainment activities. Gambling naturally became their joy in suffering. One of the rare entertainment methods.

He waved his hand to let the ghost leopard warrior retreat and walked towards the Yingbin Building.

Two young monks stood in front of the door. Seeing Ding Ning came to visit, one monk hurriedly greeted him, and the other monk turned around and ran into the building. They should have made a special trip to check the wind, and go to inform them at this moment.

Ding Ning didn't say anything, but he arched his hands at the monk who was obviously nervous in front of him, and said politely: "Master I don't know how to call it. Ding Ning took the liberty to come to visit, and I will bother Master to give an announcement."

"Little...little monk Wuwang, Ding...Sect Master Ding is too...too polite, only...but, Fang...the host is not welcoming...in the Yingbin building, I went to its...other holy...Holy gate Visiting friends."

The young monk didn't know if he was born to stutter, or saw Ding Ning too nervous, his face flushed, and he squatted.

Ding Ning also didn't care, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here to visit Master Wuxiang Little Master, and I have to give an announcement from Master Wuwang."

"Oh, it turns out that Sect Master Ding is here to find Junior Brother Wuxiang. He is in the room. Ask Sect Master Ding to come with me."

Wuwang didn't seem to be born stuttering, but nervous. Seeing that Ding Ning was not here to find the host, but to find the Wuxiang, he suddenly became less nervous and became fluent in speaking.

"Then trouble Master Wuwang to lead the way."

Ding Ning bowed his hands and thanked.

"Is Sect Master Ding familiar with Junior Brother Wuxiang?"

Wuwang leaned on his side and led the way before his head. After abandoning his nervousness, he regained his natural instincts at his age. In addition, Ding Ning was always easy-going and didn't have any pretensions, and he became bold and curious. Asked.

"Well, quite familiar."

Ding Ning showed a warm smile at the corner of his mouth. He had amazing innate talent and a heart of innocence, which made him extremely fond of him.

To be honest, if he weren't for the disciple of Tianyin Temple, he would have wanted to dig a corner to bring him around and cultivate him carefully.

This is not to say that he despised the ability of Tianyin Temple to train disciples, but felt that Wuxiang was so young that he had become a monk before experiencing the red-hot dust. It was a shame.

Wuwei glanced at Ding Ning quietly, and he was a little envious that Junior Brother Wuxiang was able to become friends with Sect Master Tianze, and allowed him to visit the house specially. In his opinion, it was a great honor.

The lodging rules in the martial arts world have always been that the higher the status, the higher the floor. This is used to classify the level. Tianyin Temple is no exception. The upper floors live upstairs, and the youngest disciples like Wuxiang basically live. at first floor.

While they were talking, the two came outside Wuxiang’s room, and Wu arrogantly yelled: "Junior Brother Wuxiang, Sect Master Ding is here to see you, come out to greet you."

"Brother Ding, you are here."

The door opened, Wuxiang walked out quickly, and said with joy.

"No aspect, how can you be rude to Sect Master Ding."

Wu Wang scolded, but quietly squeezed his eyes at Wuxiang, lest he was not pleased with Ding Ning's anger.

Wuxiang was slightly startled, and then I remembered that Ding Ning was no longer what he used to be. He was no longer the one who could call Big Brother Ding at will, but the Sect Master of Tianze Sect, and he was going to see him again in a hurry.

It seems that Wuxiang’s popularity is pretty good. Ding Ning can’t see Wuwang’s defensive heart. He stretched out his hand to make Wuxiang unable to worship. He pretended to be angry and said, "Well, don’t listen to Wuwang master nonsense, friend Friends are more important than your heart, and you will never change due to changes in your status and status. If you are the same as everyone else, that would disappoint me too much."

Wuxiang blinked his clear and innocent eyes, and his palms were joined together to announce the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, what Big Brother Ding said is extremely true, it is Wuxiang."

I saw that Ding Ning didn't mean to get angry, and then he relaxed and realized that the relationship between the two was not what he thought it was just a general acquaintance. This was a bit embarrassing smile, and he bowed wittily and retired: "Ding Sect Master, you slowly chat with Junior Brother Wuxiang, and I will serve you tea."

"Don't bother, Master Wuwang, my little brother Wuxiang and I just chat and leave."

Ding Ning politely declined Wuwang's offer of tea, and watched him leave.

"Brother Ding, come in quickly."

In front of Wuwang's face, Wuxiang looked like he was obedient, waiting for Wuwang to leave before regaining the liveliness and enthusiasm that he should have at his age, pulling Ding Ning's sleeves and dragging him into the room.

I looked around and found that no one was paying attention, and then quickly locked the door, facing Ding Ning's funny gaze, he smiled and scratched his head and said, "Brother Ding, wait for me."

Ding Ning didn't know what medicine he sold in the gourd, but he nodded and saw that he went into the bedroom and took out a wooden box and handed it to him. Then he asked curiously: "What is this?"

Wuxiang said with some shame: "Big Brother Ding, although no one in Tianyin Temple cares about the "Yi Jin Jing", it is a collection of Shimen after all. I can't give you the original "Yi Jin Jing". So I copied a copy from the original version."

Ding Ning’s mood suddenly became complicated. He even used a bet to let Wuxiang steal the "Yi Jin Jing" to him. To do such a rebellious thing with his pure heart, it must be a painful inner struggle. But in order to fulfill the gambling contract, he copied a copy for him.

What is the difference between such an act and those shameless villains who have been kidnapped? This made him feel guilty, and the wooden box he held in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties at the moment, and the heavy weight made him unable to accept the coveted Yi Jin Jing with peace of mind.

Seeing that Ding Ning’s face changed, she stared at him in silence. Wuxiang thought he was not satisfied. This was not the original version. He quickly promised: "Big Brother Ding, don’t worry. Although it is a manuscript, I am correcting it verbatim. Even the drawings in it are printed on the top of the paper and copied, and there will never be any mistakes..."

"I know, it's just that Brother Ding can't ask for this "Book of Changes".

Ding Ning made a decision quickly in his heart and handed the wooden box back without hesitation.

"Brother Ding, why? This is really no different from the original version."

He almost didn't cry without worry, and said with a flushed face and anxiously pale.

"No, it's not for this reason, no phase, you listen to me, it was Big Brother Ding that was not good before, so you should not use the gambling agreement to make such an excessive request for you. This will leave flaws in your Buddha mind and damage your future. Brother Ding was too selfish in his practice."

Ding Ning was ashamed, and said sincerely: "A gentleman loves to get money in the right way. Although I need this "Yi Jin Jing" very much, I will use it to obtain it by fair and honest means, rather than using such sneaky methods. Obtain."