Chapter 980: Deja Vu

Chapter 980: Deja Vu

Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness could not leave his body, and he could not see the changes in the heaven and earth energy next to the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron. To the naked eye, the cauldron did not change at all.

Kong Ju saw the bell ringing, put away his previous contempt for the enemy, walked to the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron, and just like before, he easily lifted the cauldron above his head. However, this time when he walked back to his original position, he nodded to Zhang Xiaohua in a very friendly manner, indicating that it was his turn, without any provocative look.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled, walked to the cauldron, raised the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron with one hand, waited for him to put down the cauldron, turned around and said to Monk Kongju: "Brother Kongju, adding one thousand pounds one by one seems... seems too slow. I think Master Changxing should knock ten times at a time and add ten thousand pounds. What do you think?"

"This..." Kongju looked a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Ren, what do you think... add five thousand pounds at a time?"

"Oh, that's fine. I just think adding little by little is too slow. Five thousand pounds is fine!" Zhang Xiaohua agreed.

Master Changxing sighed, and the small bell in his hand swung quickly, knocking five times in a row. At this time, according to Master Changxing's explanation, the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron should have been 11,000 pounds!

"Please, Brother Kongju!" Zhang Xiaohua stepped aside.

Monk Kong Ju walked to the front of the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron. He was no longer relaxed. He first moved his wrists slightly, took a deep breath, and grabbed the legs of the cauldron with both hands. He tried it, and then shouted: "Lift!" He suddenly lifted the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron above his head! But this time when he put it down, he was no longer as calm as before, and almost threw it on the ground!

"Okay, it's the turn of the donor Ren!" Kong Ju breathed a long breath and dodged to the side.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron, still with his left hand, and tried it. After a little thought, he stretched out his right hand, one hand on the legs of the cauldron, and took a deep breath to lift the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron.

The lifting process was similar to Kong Ju, but when he put it down, he saw the difference. Zhang Xiaohua put it down slowly as before...

"Dangdangdangdangdang" five bells rang in a row, and the weight of the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron increased to 16,000 kilograms!

At this time, Kong Ju's face showed embarrassment. His arms had a strength of 15,000 jin, which was rare in the world. He wanted to lift it ten times in a row. No matter how strong Zhang Xiaohua was, he couldn't lift it more than five times with his tall and thin body.

Who knew that he was asked to add 10,000 jin at once, and he could only agree to 5,000 jin. After adding it twice, it had exceeded his limit.

This Evil-Suppressing Cauldron is currently... not something he can lift!

Kong Ju glanced at Master Chang Xing, who nodded slightly, as if to encourage him.

So, Kong Ju walked to the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron, took a deep breath, bent down, and grasped the giant cauldron in his hands. He tried it with both hands, shouted loudly, and the cauldron was lifted in front of him. However, when he tried to lift the cauldron above his head, he was exhausted and could no longer move. With a "bang" sound, the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron was thrown to the ground by Kong Ju, making a loud noise!

Kong Ju's face flushed, looked at Master Chang Xing, and stood back to his original place.

"Okay, Mr. Ren, if you can lift this Evil-Suppressing Cauldron, it will be considered as passing the third level, and it will help your master to vent his anger!" Master Chang Xing said.

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head: "Since Senior Brother Kong Ju can't lift it, I may not be able to do it either, so I have to trouble you, Master, to reduce the weight of the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron so that Kong Ju and I can lift it again!"

"Go, go, it's all right!" Master Chang Xing waved his hand: "Just knock it twice more, and consume more mana!"

"Mana?" Zhang Xiaohua heard it and understood that the weight of this Evil-Suppressing Cauldron was not in vain!

Zhang Xiaohua put on a good show. He first walked to the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron. Just like before, he tried a few times before he lifted the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron. Kong Ju, who was standing beside him, had his eyes wide open and his heart in his throat. He hoped that Zhang Xiaohua could do the same as him. Unfortunately, although Zhang Xiaohua lifted it with great difficulty, his face was red, and his veins were... bulging, he... lifted it above his head after all, and even stood firm shakily.

"Ah~" Kong Ju sighed in his heart, but when Zhang Xiaohua put down the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron, his eyes lit up. He clearly saw that although Zhang Xiaohua threw the Evil-Suppressing Cauldron on the ground like him, the cauldron did not bounce a few times like he threw it, but was very well-behaved and motionless, as if... it should not be the same as Zhang Xiaohua's gentle putting it down!

With a "hiss", Kong Ju couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, thinking to himself: "Look at the boy, he is not much older than Kong Jian, and he doesn't have much flesh on his body, but he is so strong? And... he does things in a way that saves others' face, which is really good. But... but where did he train his strength? Is he really born with supernatural power?"

Kong Ju sighed in his heart, but still stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said sincerely: "Donor Ren has amazing supernatural power, I... I admit defeat!"

Zhang Xiaohua wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and smiled: "Brother Kong Ju, it's really lucky. I just said so many words to Master Chang Xing just now, just to recover more strength. Brother, don't blame me!"

Kong Ju didn't point it out, and was about to speak...

Meng Han walked over with a smile. When she saw Zhang Xiaohua lifting the Evil Suppressing Cauldron, she almost jumped up. This was a secret competition between the two super sects of Chuanxiang Sect and Dalin Temple, and even more so Jingyi Master. Regarding Tai's face issue, Zhang Xiaohua's victory naturally has no benefits, so she couldn't help but say: "Congratulations...Junior Brother Ren..."

Before Zhang Xiaohua could say anything, an inexplicable cold wind blew up next to the Evil Suppressing Cauldron. It was the same as before, but this wind was much stronger!

The cold wind blows up the veil of the dream from bottom to top, revealing the true face of the dream.

"You...you..." Master Chang Geng, who was standing next to Kong Ju, was a little annoyed. When he saw Meng's face, his expression changed drastically. He raised his arm extremely rudely and pointed at Meng's face, shocked. Said: "You...why are you here...?"

However, as soon as he said these words, Master Chang Geng woke up and immediately shut his mouth. Although he was still shocked, there was more confusion and doubt in his eyes!

Meng also looked at Master Chang Geng in astonishment. While pulling down the veil, he asked passionately: "Master Chang... Chang Geng, have you... have you seen me before?"

Zhang Xiaohua, who was standing next to her, felt moved after hearing this. Regardless of talking to Kong Ju, she walked up to Master Chang Geng in a few steps, bowed and asked: "Master... you... have you seen my senior sister Zixia before? When was it?" ? Where is it? Please tell me the truth!”

At this time, Master Chang Geng has returned to his normal expression. Although there is doubt in his eyes, he still shakes his head: "Little donor, Zixia donor, I have never seen it before..."

"But...but you just saw Zixia, didn't you..."

"Haha, the little donor misunderstood. I have seen someone who looks very similar to the Zixia donor before, but...but that was many years ago, how could it be the Zixia donor?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua was even more happy and asked repeatedly: "Master, where did you see him? Who is he? Please tell me!"

"Yes, Master Chang Geng, you...can you tell me where you met someone who looks like me?"

"This..." Master Chang Geng looked extremely embarrassed. He looked at Master Chang Xing and said, "That happened forty years ago. I was still a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall at that time, but... this matter involves my Dalin Temple... I'm sorry. I can’t…”

Zhang Xiaohua was so anxious that she bowed to the ground: "Master, this matter is very important to my senior sister Zixia, I hope you can tell me..."

Zixia also hurriedly saluted: "Master, this matter is related to the disciple's life experience, please... please be compassionate, master!"

"This..." Master Chang Geng shook his head: "Isn't this embarrassing me!"

Master Changxing thought for a while and persuaded: "Don't be anxious, two young benefactors. At this time, we need to consider carefully about our Dalin Temple. The donors have passed the three levels and are now going to the temple to meet the chief of Changsheng. I present you with the invitation from your sect. I also want to report my support for the young almsgiver’s intention to go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to read the secret books, and Junior Brother Chang Geng just happened to report this matter to the abbot and let the abbot make a decision. What do you think?”

Zhang Xiaohua praised: "Great kindness is exactly what it should be!"

Meng Ye nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll go out and let Zixia Donor wait outside the temple for now, and let the little benefactor follow me into the temple!"

Not to mention that Meng was waiting under the tree outside the temple, Zhang Xiaohua followed the two masters into Dalin Temple. Although this Dalin Temple is like the Dalin Temple on the previous mountain, there are incense candles and Buddhas, but there are many martial arts walking and practicing here. There are no traces of pilgrims among the monks, and the buildings in this temple are more magnificent, and the sculptures and murals are more primitive. Even the common blue bricks underfoot reveal the vicissitudes of time.

Zhang Xiaohua and the others walked through several halls, and finally came to a secluded place. Before Master Changxing could push the door of a small room, a stream of spiritual consciousness swept out from the room. Zhang Xiaohua's heart moved, and he activated the nameless mantra. , carefully concealing his cultivation and spiritual consciousness. Sure enough, the spiritual consciousness hovered in front of Zhang Xiaohua for a few times and then withdrew.

"Abbott, I will bring the incense master Ren Xiaoyao and the benefactor here to deliver the invitation!" Master Changxing stood at the door and whispered.

"Come in!" An old, peaceful voice sounded.

"Yes." Master Changxing responded, and then said to Zhang Xiaohua: "Donor Ren, please come in!"

With that said, Master Chang Xing opened the door and led Zhang Xiaohua into the room, followed closely by Master Chang Geng.

Inside the hut, there was a portrait, a bookshelf, and several futons. On one of the futons, an old monk with very long and very white eyebrows was sitting cross-legged. Zhang Xiaohua only briefly looked at the layout of the room, and immediately came to the room. He bowed in front of him and said, "I have met the Master of Immortality!"

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