After Old Donkey failed to possess Ding Ning's body, his spirit had also suffered heavy injuries. It was impossible for him to recover in a short period of time. He had already temporarily given up on the idea of possessing Ding Ning's body and placed all his hopes of breaking through to the next realm on Ding Ning. How could he allow Ding Ning to take risks at this time?
"I only came to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."
When Ding Ning heard that the old donkey dared to use his status as an elder to order him around, he was immediately infuriated. He said coldly, "I have always been a vengeful person. Where is Lu Qi?"
Old Donkey was silent. Since Ding Ning had said this, it meant that he already knew. There was no point in denying it. It was just that he didn't know if Ding Ning knew that Old Donkey had taken over his body.
"Grandfather? Hehe, you damned old donkey, do you think you're worthy? Ptui, what the hell are you! "
Ding Ning was instantly enraged when he saw the old donkey remain silent, and he cursed with a livid expression.
"That's enough. Don't go on and on. My patience is limited."
Old Donkey also wanted his face, and he couldn't help but retort after being scolded by Ding Ning. However, he was a little guilty, and his words were obviously fierce in appearance but weak in heart.
"If there's a limit to your patience, then don't hold it in. Come on, you can even do such a despicable thing as taking over the body of your grandson, what other shameless things can't you do? Come on, kill me, you despicable, shameless, inhumane old donkey … "
Ding Ning cursed without fear.
It wasn't that he thought that Old Donkey wouldn't be able to kill him now that he was injured, but he knew that Old Donkey had schemed for such a long time and definitely wouldn't give up. Right now, Old Donkey was counting on him to fight the Kun Peng Technique to the death. He definitely wouldn't make a move to kill him now.
Seeing that Ding Ning already knew about possession, Old Donkey felt even more diffident. He said shamelessly, "Yes, I was possessed and wanted to possess you, but didn't I fail? Furthermore, if it weren't for me, how would you have known that there was another soul hidden within your body? This can be considered as me helping you eliminate a big hidden danger, right? You should be thanking me for getting injured because of it. "
"Pfft, you still have the cheek to ask me to thank you? Where is your face? What kind of f * cking Demon Thearch was he? I'm really ashamed of your grandson. "
Ding Ning was so angry that he almost laughed. He scolded angrily.
"Even if you don't want to thank me, you don't have to be so harsh, right? If I hadn't taken over your body, would you have discovered that this soul was still living in your body? If I hadn't lured you out this time, wouldn't you have been possessed by that big guy sooner or later? It was wrong of me to take over your body, but even if I didn't do anything, I still put in a lot of effort. Let's just let this matter go, and we're even. "
The old donkey's skin was even thicker than the city walls. He spoke boldly and confidently without the slightest bit of guilt.
"We're even? You're really shameless. I really don't know how I gave birth to a plaything like you. If I knew you were like this, I would've ejected you into the toilet back then … "
Ding Ning was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, and he cursed without choosing his words.
Old Donkey: "..."
Ding Ning was dumbfounded after he finished scolding. It seemed that he had scolded too much.
"Ding … Ning … you … court … death …"
Old Donkey was stunned by the scolding. He was like a volcano that was about to erupt. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily word by word. The dense, monstrous anger in his words made Ding Ning's hair stand on end.
Although he thought that Old Donkey definitely wouldn't kill him, he only cared about scolding the old donkey to his heart's content. Now things were bad. This shameless old thing might really kill him in his anger. Even if he didn't kill him, he would at least cripple him.
A wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. Ding Ning didn't say anything else and turned to run outside.
"Go to hell!"
Old Donkey was really angry. That broken bell trembled slightly and let out a soft hum.
It was actually a divine sense attack. Although the Spirit-eating Insects didn't care about the heterogeneous power of faith, their huge numbers still made people fearful.
"F * ck your grandpa!"
The intense crisis of life and death made Ding Ning's hair stand on end. He knew that he couldn't hide, so he immediately gritted his teeth and cursed. The divine sense in his sea of consciousness surged out crazily, forming a transparent barrier in front of him. However, he wasn't sure whether he could block it or not.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
There was a crisp sound like glass breaking. After the divine sense attack smashed three barriers in succession like a hot knife through butter, it didn't have enough power and quietly dissipated.
Ding Ning's confidence immediately increased. He knew that he had belittled himself too much. "This demonic bell is really just for show. Its divine awareness attack seems strong, but its power is too scattered. It can't break through three barriers, but I have set up ninety-nine barriers."
"It's impolite not to reciprocate!"
A fierce look flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. Although he originally wanted to cooperate with Old Donkey, Old Donkey wanted to take his life at the slightest provocation, which aroused his real anger.
His divine sense moved, and the spiritual barrier instantly condensed into millions of fine sharp needles. They shot out crazily like pear flowers in a storm.
The half-broken bell mallet suddenly flew into the air and knocked on the broken bell. With a "hum" sound, the huge divine sense airwave formed circles of ripple-like ripples, spreading continuously in all directions with the broken bell as the center.
Puff puff puff!
The divine sense needles pierced through the divine sense airwave like a hot knife through butter. They attacked the main body of the broken bell in a frenzy.
Ding Ning's mouth revealed a proud smile. Although the strength of my divine sense was not as strong as yours, I was definitely stronger than you in terms of destructive power.
But the next moment, his smile froze on his face. He cursed angrily, turned around, and ran for his life.
It turned out that the densely packed life and death needles pierced through the divine sense airwave and attacked the broken bell. It was like rain falling on a banana leaf, but it didn't cause any damage to the broken bell. Instead, it was like poking a hornet's nest. The broken bell trembled continuously, inciting an endless divine sense airwave. It was like an endless tide, forcibly canceling out the divine sense airwave that came one after another.
The bell mallet madly knocked on the broken bell, and the divine sense airwave became faster and faster. The tide-like divine sense airwave crazily attacked the broken stone statue and poured into it.
The stone statue seemed to tremble slightly. In an instant, a terrifying aura rose continuously, and the ancient, terrifying will was constantly reviving. The praying mat floated in the air on its own. The wooden fish suddenly sounded, the incense burner burned without any incense, and the broken stone platform was shining …
Ding Ning only felt his vision blur, and he was actually trapped in an ancient Taoist field.
Solemn and pious monks were kneeling in the temple, worshipping the vague statue enshrined in the shrine. An old monk with a snow-white beard was wearing a kasaya draped over his shoulders. He looked solemn, chanting scriptures and constantly knocking the wooden fish.
The sound of the wooden fish, the sound of Sanskrit, and the chanting of sutras lingered in the ears. Golden sutra talismans continuously condensed in the air, taking shape, colliding, disappearing, condensing, forming, colliding …
The sound of Sanskrit cleansed people's souls. The vague statue was dignified and majestic, making people unable to help but have the desire to surrender, to worship and convert to the Buddha.
Ding Ning's eyes were blank, and his expression was numb as he stood behind a group of monks. His mind was in chaos. He bent his knees and was about to kneel down to worship the ancient Buddha and end his life here.
Old Donkey's face faintly appeared in the statue. There was a burning light in his eyes as he stared fixedly at the stone man in front of Ding Ning's chest.
Just as Ding Ning's knees were about to kneel on the ground, the stone man in front of his chest suddenly emitted waves of heat. Ding Ning, who had lost his mind, suddenly recovered a trace of clarity. His eyes burst out with a frightening light. "Old Donkey, you're courting death!"
Boom!
A vast pressure engulfed the heavens and the earth. The terrifying shadow of a starry door that covered the sky seemed to have passed through time and space. With a terrifying power that could destroy everything, it forcibly sucked the entire temple into the door that was two-thirds open.
Crack!
It was as if something had shattered. Ding Ning only felt his vision blur, and he returned to reality.
However, the ancient temple in front of him was lifeless and lifeless. It no longer had the spirituality from before, and the seven vessels of faith were like the most ordinary objects. They also didn't have any spirituality.
On the shrine, only Old Donkey, who had faintly merged with the stone statue, had a dispirited and listless aura. He looked at Ding Ning with shock in his eyes.
"Grandfather? What other methods do you have? Use them all! "
Ding Ning looked down at Old Donkey with the attitude of a victor. He looked calm on the surface, but in reality, he was filled with lingering fear. His back was drenched in cold sweat.
He hadn't expected that when these seven vessels of faith joined together, they could actually drag a person's soul across the river of time and space and return to the most glorious period of the ancient temple. They used Sanskrit sounds to confuse one's mind, and scripture characters to brainwash one. They made one worship and submit, becoming fanatical believers who had lost their self-awareness.
This time, if it wasn't for the stone man's warning that allowed him to regain a trace of clarity and summon the Gate of Will without hesitation, he was afraid that he would really be done for.
Even if he didn't die, he would become a walking corpse without a soul. Old Donkey would then take the opportunity to possess him. This caused monstrous anger to accumulate in his chest. For the first time, he felt an intense desire to kill Old Donkey.
"Is this the power of the Three Venerables? What kind of gate is that? How can it be so terrifying? "
Old Donkey looked at him in a daze and asked subconsciously.
Even though he was the originator of the Three Venerables, he realized that he had never truly seen through this grandson of his.
His trump cards were endless, his mysteriousness made people yearn for him, and his strength made people tremble …
For the first time in his life, he felt a trace of regret for what he had done. Perhaps he really was wrong. The power and mysteriousness of the Three Venerables had far exceeded his knowledge and imagination.
If he hadn't schemed to possess Ding Ning and replace him, and had instead relied on his kinship to sincerely support and help him, given Ding Ning's temperament, how could he have mistreated his maternal great-grandfather if he had been able to rise above the heavens one day?
Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now. There was no medicine for regret in this world. He had repeatedly schemed against Ding Ning and had thoroughly enraged him. His status as a maternal great-grandfather could no longer protect him now.
"The Gate of Will."
At this moment, Old Donkey's spirit had been seriously injured and was already an arrow at the end of its flight. He was no longer a threat to Ding Ning. Considering that they were family, Ding Ning didn't hide anything and told him frankly.
"The Gate of Will? That's great! "
Old Donkey's eyes revealed a look of yearning. He suddenly understood that he seemed to have walked the wrong path. The divine path was emotionless. Was it really a path suitable for cultivators?
"Let's do it!"
Old Donkey revealed a look of relief. He closed his eyes and stretched out his neck. It wasn't that he didn't have the strength to fight back, but there was no need. Ding Ning was his maternal great-grandson no matter what.
A complicated look appeared in Ding Ning's eyes, but he still slammed his palm down on Old Donkey's head without hesitation.
Old Donkey only felt his head hurt. His vision sank into darkness, and he completely lost the last of his consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, Old Donkey slowly woke up and found himself in a vast starry sky. An ancient and dilapidated temple floated in the void.
The blazing sun in the starry sky emitted a terrifying beam of light that shone on the temple. The powerful power of faith contained in the seven Vessels of Faith couldn't resist the beam of light at all. They turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated continuously.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll atone for my sins. I hope this brat doesn't vent his anger on his grandmother."
Old Donkey smiled mournfully. Ding Ning hadn't killed him, but had kept him in this space instead. Ding Ning must hate him to the extreme. He wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't torture him to death. But what could he do? He couldn't even commit suicide here. He could only let Ding Ning do whatever he wanted.
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