Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Qu Feiyan Hears the Complete Scripture

Ding Ling’s path of glory was also coming to an end.

He estimated that his time in this world could not last long.

He thought of using this time to mentor Qu Feiyan and others, especially Qu Feiyan, as he had promised Qu Yang to take good care of her.

If he were to shatter the void and leave, leaving Qu Feiyan alone in this world.

Ding Ling felt uneasy about it.

He resolved that no matter what, he must do his utmost to train Qu Feiyan into a first-class expert! Let her have the power to protect herself.

With this in mind.

Ding Ling couldn’t help but turn his eyes and scan behind him, ’huh’!

He didn’t see Qu Feiyan and couldn’t help but ask:

”Where’s Qu Feiyan?”

”She said she went to relieve herself.”

Lin Pingzhi replied.

”Oh?”

Ding Ling was puzzled.

Qu Feiyan didn’t go before, why go now, what’s the reason?

But if a young lady did indeed go to relieve herself.

He couldn’t simply go and check.

He could only stand at the foot of the mountain and wait.

So he waited for about more than an hour.

Just when Ding Ling couldn’t help but want Consort Yhu to go check, a clear voice suddenly came from the front side:

”Brother Ding, Brother Ding!”

Ding Ling looked towards the voice.

He saw a small figure, dressed in monk’s attire and wearing a novice monk hat, running over, looking very much like a little novice monk.

Her features were delicate, difficult to discern between male and female.

But Ding Ling vaguely recognized her through her eyebrows; she was Qu Feiyan, and he was taken aback:

”Qu Feiyan?!”

”Brother Ding, Brother Ding.”

The little novice monk was indeed Qu Feiyan. She ran to Ding Ling, saw everyone staring at her, blushed, slightly turned her body, and wiped her face with a handkerchief.

Removed the hat and monk’s attire.

In no time.

A charming young maiden appeared before everyone.

In stark contrast to her previous appearance.

Lin Pingzhi was astonished:

”You, you...”

”Hehe.”

Qu Feiyan covered her mouth and chuckled:

”I learned this from Brother Ding. Brother Ding’s makeup skill is extraordinary. I found it interesting and learned it, and to my surprise, I seem to have a talent in this area, managing to learn seventy to eighty percent of Brother Ding’s skills, which works well to fool those bald monks.”

”You’re more than seventy or eighty percent.”

Ding Ling raised an eyebrow:

”You’ve surpassed me. You’re more skilled than I am.”

Ding Ling’s words were sincere.

Though his makeup skill was at a full level.

It was only at the full level of real-world makeup skills.

Qu Feiyan, on the other hand, took a unique approach, using martial arts, inner strength, and other techniques to create a disguise more suited to her.

If Ding Ling weren’t familiar enough with her, he might not have recognized her just now.

”Brother Ding is humble.”

Qu Feiyan smiled as she raised the snakeskin bag in her hand like showing off a treasure, saying:

”Brother Ding, I found what you needed, take a look.”

”Oh?”

Ding Ling was puzzled, but seeing Qu Feiyan urging, he did not delay, took the snakeskin bag, and opened it.

After taking a close look at it.

He couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids, surprised:

”This, this...”

”Hehe.”

Qu Feiyan raised an eyebrow, seemingly a bit proud:

”The abbot at Shaolin Temple is near death. I disguised myself, dressed as a little novice monk, mingled with some little novices...”

Qu Feiyan’s speech was as quick as always.

Clear and coherent.

Easy to understand upon hearing.

It turned out that she secretly arrived at Shaolin Temple ahead of Master Fang Zheng and others.

She then knocked out a little novice monk, disguised herself as him, and communicated with some other little novices.

Some little novices sensed something unusual, feeling her speech and physique were not quite right. Qu Feiyan intentionally mentioned Master Fang Zheng’s impending death and the death of the Eighteen Arhats.

It successfully diverted the topic, causing the little novices to exclaim repeatedly, deeply shocked.

Qu Feiyan, lively and sharp, with a series of unconventional moves, managed to stop them from further questioning her odd speech and physique.

When she saw the bodies of the Eighteen Arhats being carried into the Shaolin Temple gates.

The little novices were even more moved and naturally believed Qu Feiyan’s words without a doubt.

Qu Feiyan took the opportunity to gather a few gullible-looking little novices and went to Master Fang Zheng’s location. To avoid being discovered, they hid secretly.

Just in time to overhear Master Fang Zheng reciting the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic.

”Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic.”

Hearing this, Ding Ling was quite moved, his eyes bright as he looked at Qu Feiyan:

”You memorized it?”

”Yes, yes!”

Qu Feiyan, seeing Ding Ling indeed cared about this matter, couldn’t help but burst into a joyful smile. She had always felt somewhat useless, unable to help Ding Ling, feeling sad for it. Now, being able to help him once, she naturally was ecstatic, her voice excitedly rising a few pitches:

”Fang Zheng said the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic is orally passed down; to prevent it from being lost, it must be transmitted while he is still breathing.

Otherwise, he couldn’t face the abbots of past generations.

So.

He called for his junior brother to impart this technique to him.

However, his junior brother wasn’t very good at memory.

Fang Zheng had to recite it five times before his junior brother barely memorized it. I memorized it during the second recitation, but couldn’t leave due to the presence of others. After his junior brother memorized it and Fang Zheng passed away, I then secretly left with a few little novices, heading for the Scripture Pavilion...”

Qu Feiyan, full of wisdom, having no anxiety over Ding Ling’s matters anymore, seemed enlightened while handling things, despite facing some difficulties, resolved them smoothly.

She went to the Scripture Pavilion, met a few high monks guarding it, and told them the abbot was about to pass away and wanted to see them one last time.

The high monks initially did not believe.

But seeing the few little novices also sadly talking about the abbot’s impending death.

The high monks believed a bit more.

They went off to find Fang Zheng.

Qu Feiyan seized the chance to knock out the little novices, quickly scouring through the Scripture Pavilion for martial arts secret manuals, then ran off like the wind.

She was discovered midway.

But couldn’t be caught immediately.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain and seeing Ding Ling, Qu Feiyan truly breathed a sigh of relief, couldn’t help but call out ’Brother Ding,’ leading to this current situation.

After Ding Ling listened, he tapped Qu Feiyan’s forehead:

”Do not do such things in the future, it’s too dangerous.”

”I will be careful.”

Qu Feiyan blinked her large watery eyes at Ding Ling:

”Brother Ding, won’t you look at these secret manuals?”

”Alright.”

Ding Ling didn’t hesitate:

”I’ll take a look now.”

He took out the first secret manual.

It was indeed the Thousand Hands Buddha Palm!

It was this supreme skill that Master Fang Zheng had previously clashed with his Great Songyang Divine Palm.

Ding Ling quickly finished reading it.

In an instant.

[Thousand Hands Buddha Palm Full Level]

Ding Ling gently turned his palm, and saw the air was filled with palm shadows, resembling a holy Buddha making a palm strike, bringing forth a kind of merciful intent.