Chapter 975 Arhat Formation
Chapter 975 Arhat Formation
"Easy to say." Master Chang Geng smiled, as if he didn't care.
At this time, a sudden gust of cold wind blew by, which made people feel creepy. Zhang ǎohuā frowned. It was almost noon and the climate was cool. Dalin Temple was in the mountains with thick trees and cool breezes blew from time to time. normal. But this cold wind was obviously different from the past, and people quickly said that a bone-piercing cold was not what should be present at this time.
Zhang ǎohuā did not dare to let go of his consciousness casually in front of the two elders of Dalin Temple who were likely to have immortal cultivation. He could only raise his head and look at the place where the cold wind was coming from in the distance.
｀Pig｀PigIslandNovelwww.huhuom; The two masters were also shocked. They waved their hands and ordered a disciple to go there.
The two masters talked to Zhangǎohuā and Meng for a while. Although the two masters wanted to get something useful from Zhangǎohuā and Meng, unfortunately, Zhangǎohuā and Meng did not want to talk, even if they wanted to, But none of them are self-trained disciples of Chuanxiang Sect. Even they don't know many things, so how can they satisfy the curiosity of the two elders?
Seeing Zhangǎohuā and Meng being tight-lipped, Master Chang Geng was quite disappointed. He waved his hand indifferently, and a disciple stepped forward and saluted: "Two masters, the Arhat formation has been set up. Please invite this ǎo donor to join the formation."
"Okay, you can go down for now."
Master Chang Geng asked the disciple to step back, then turned to Zhangǎohuā and said: "Young Master Ren, the formation has been set up. Please invite the young master to join the formation, so that we can fulfill Master Jingyi's long-cherished wish for that day."
Zhang ǎohuā looked up and saw that the square in front of Dalin Temple had been cleared. There were eighteen monks of different heights, fat and thin, but all dressed in the same clothes. They were holding bronze sticks in their hands and were lined up. Strange appearance, standing quietly.
The age difference between these eighteen people is not big, and each of them has a soaring aura. This aura blends together to create an irresistible feeling that makes people dare not look down on them.
"Master Zhen, you...actually sent eighteen disciples from your temple to set up formations to deal with me, a mere disciple who protects the law, right..."
Master Chang Geng smiled and said: "Who in the world would believe in fairness? Master Jingyi back then easily cracked the Arhat Formation. Don't tell me that you want to back down?"
"Back off?" Zhang ǎohuā laughed dumbly and said: "That's not necessary. However, this disciple is just a disciple of the Dharma protector. How can his martial arts be compared to the master of my family who has inherited it?"
"Then the donor...what do you want to say?"
Zhang ǎohuā thought for a moment,
He smiled and said: "Since the leader has set a precedent, this disciple should follow suit and make a bet with the master. What do you think?"
"Huh? What does the donor want to bet on?" Master Changxing was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Then it's okay, the donor, just say it."
"Hehe, that disciple is not polite." Zhang ǎohuā chuckled secretly, but asked on his face: "What bet does Dalin Temple want to make?"
"This... I am a guest from afar, so I would like to ask Ren Shaoxia to tell me first. As long as I can bring you here, I will do my best to agree."
Hearing Master Changxing speak like this, Zhang ǎohuā felt calm, thought for a while and said: "I have heard for a long time that there are martial arts secrets in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of your temple that shock the world. I am bold and want to ask the master to allow my disciples to go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion. A secret book to watch”
"This is impossible." Master Changxing immediately shook his head: "Your sect and my temple are both great sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. Our temple has a sutra storage pavilion, and your sect also has a power transmission building. The internal skills and mental methods stored in our temple may not be as good as If you can learn from your teachings, why should the donor abandon the near and seek the distant?"
Zhang ǎohuā smiled bitterly and said: "Master should understand that our sect has always respected female disciples, and most of the secret books in the sect are only for female disciples. Although ǎohuā... I have read some, there is no suitable one after all, so I return the master's mercy. "
Master Nagayuki still shook his head.
Zhang ǎohuā thought for a moment and said: "Then... master, can you borrow a secret book of sword or stick techniques to take a look?"
"ǎoThe benefactor is too greedy. The swordsmanship in the Sutra Pavilion is also a secret book passed down by our Dalin Temple. How can it be passed on to others?"
"Then, disciples can just find a book on ordinary stick techniques or hammer techniques, etc., that's fine," Zhang ǎohuā tentatively said.
"This..." Master Changxing hesitated, and then asked: "Then what does the donor bet on?"
Zhang ǎohuā scratched his head and said with a smile: "If I lose, I will never step foot inside the gate of Dalin Temple in the future. What do you think?"
"Puch" Meng was drinking tea, and before he knew it, he was about to spray out. This... what kind of bet is this? I heard Master Changxing talk about it just now, and I just find it incredible that Meng ǎohuā is actually learning and selling it now. How can I prevent it from spitting out the tea?
"ǎo Donor, are you kidding?" Master Changxing said with a smile: "Back then, Master Jingyi was a successor disciple and the candidate for the next generation of leader. It was only because of her face that we, Dalin Temple, made a bet with her. Jingyi Yishitai's bet should be based on her dignity as the next leader of the Xiang Sect. It seems that she does not have such an advantage."
"Oh, then... forget it." Zhang ǎohuā looked lonely, shook his head and said: "Although the leader of the church has told me to send this jù slip to the hands of Master Changsheng, but... there will be some changes in my life. "Sure, I didn't expect that the rumors in the world were wrong. The entrance threshold of Dalin Temple is too high. It doesn't matter if you don't go in. The news has been sent to you. I'll say goodbye now."
Master Changxing was unmoved and nodded: "ǎoWhat the donor said is reasonable. However, this barrier was not deliberately set up by Dalin Temple, but it was the intention of Master Jingyi of your sect. ǎoIf the donor doesn't want to... …The poor monk doesn’t force himself.”
Zhang ǎohuā felt contempt in his heart, scratched his chin with his hand and said: "Well, this is also my first time as a protector disciple. If I don't meet the protector disciples of your temple, I always feel that I am lacking something. …”
Master Changxing looked at Zhangǎohuā with a smile and did not answer.
"Forget it." Zhang ǎohuā stomped his feet cruelly, took out a booklet from his arms, and said: "This is the inner strength and mental method given by the leader. Although it is not the top skill of the Xiang Sect, it is still top-notch in the world. , I am not talented, I am willing to use this as a bet in exchange for the opportunity to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."
Immediately, he asked tentatively: "Master Changxing, what do you think?"
Master Chang Xing glanced sideways at Master Chang Geng. The two exchanged glances, then nodded and said: "Since the benefactor admires my Dalin Temple martial arts so much, I will make an exception. However, I have to say what I say first. ǎoIf the donor wins, he can only find some things in the Sutra Pavilion that do not involve inner strength and mental methods, and he can only read them in my Dalin Temple. He cannot copy them or take them out of Dalin Temple."
Zhang ǎohuā nodded and said: "That's right. If ǎozi loses, this internal skill and mental method is also a normal method."
After hearing this, Master Nagayuki smiled bitterly, but no, if you can memorize any stick skills or sword skills well, you can remember them in a day or a few days. How can you remember the internal skills and mental skills in a short time? If you remember a word incorrectly, it can be fatal. In this way, Zhang ǎohuā has taken advantage. Of course, if Master Changxing really wants to be more serious, it is not a bad idea to wait for a month, but Dalin Temple can lose it. Do you deserve this face?
Then, with a smile on his face, Zhang ǎohuā handed the booklet over and said, "Master is a high-level monk, so please put this booklet here first."
Master Changxing waved his hand and said: "No need, wait until the matter comes to an end. We will wait until it is too late."
"Okay." Zhangǎohuā put the book away, squinted at the eighteen monks who had been standing in the square, and said, "Then...disciple, will you join the formation and give it a try?"
"Well, please invite the benefactor to join the battle." Master Changxing said again: "If the benefactor knows that he is defeated, just drop the long sword. I, the disciple of Dalin Temple, will never take advantage of the victory to pursue him."
"Thank you, Master, for your mercy." Zhangǎohuā smiled, picked up the Prajna in his hand, and walked to the Arhat Formation.
When the eighteen monks saw Zhang ǎohuā entering the formation, they all held long sticks in their hands and clasped their hands together, and said in unison: "Please give me some advice, please ǎo the donor."
Zhang ǎohuā was stunned and thought to himself: "If I attack now, I can knock down one of them. Wouldn't this Arhat Formation be broken?"
Of course, this thought only passed away for a moment, and he cupped his fists and said, "Please give me some advice from all the senior brothers in Dalin Temple."
After the two sides had seen each other, the monks immediately took their sticks in their hands, with a sharp look in their eyes. The eighteen monks were divided into two layers, and they started to walk around like butterflies on a string of flowers. The long sticks in their hands kept knocking as they walked. Hit the ground, making an annoying sound
"This..." Seeing that the eighteen monks did not attack, but instead wandered around him, Zhang ǎohuā was slightly stunned, but when the voice came, he suddenly understood. With a little luck, the discomfort in his mind immediately Just wipe it all away.
Immediately, Zhang ǎohuā released his spiritual consciousness slightly. In fact, since meeting Monk Kong Chan, Zhang ǎohuā has been paying great attention to hiding his own cultivation and spiritual consciousness. On the other hand, he has also increased his vigilance to see what others have. No spiritual consciousness appeared, but until Master Chang Xing and Master Chang Geng appeared, even after talking for a long time, no spiritual consciousness was released. Perhaps these two masters maintained their own identity, or perhaps others did not take him seriously at all. Of course, maybe the two masters did not cultivate spiritual consciousness.
However, no matter what, since Zhang ǎohuā has already entered the formation and only releases his spiritual consciousness a few feet, there will definitely not be any big problem.
Within his spiritual consciousness, Zhang ǎohuā keenly felt that although the vitality of heaven and earth in Dalin Temple was not as rich as the vitality before the Incense Sect was introduced, it was much stronger than what he usually saw. Although the vitality of heaven and earth has begun to recover now, it needs to be restored. It may take several years, even decades, to reach the level here in Dalin Temple.
Moreover, Zhang ǎohuā also noticed that although the eighteen monks in the Arhat Formation were martial arts practitioners, they moved around in an orderly manner and made rhythmic knocking sounds, which could actually stir up the vitality of the heaven and earth, causing the formation to move. The inner energy gradually moved towards them...
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