Chapter 971: It’s hard to get into the mountain gate

"Is it strange?" the monk smiled and said, "Do you think your trick is very good? It's something that others can't imagine? Hehe, there are so many smart people in the world, and your trick has long been outdated!"

"Well, the Sa family has been talking for a long time, so please ask the two donors to turn around!"

Zhang Xiaohua sighed and said, "Why do you want to ask this great monk, is the host of Dalin Temple the Elder of Eternal Life?"

"That's natural!" The monk said proudly: "Since you know it's the elder of the immortality, do you still want to be lucky?"

"That's easy!" Zhang Xiaohua turned around and looked at Meng. Meng walked up and said seriously: "In the Xia Nai Chuanshu, a disciple of Master Jingxuan of Xiang Sect, Zixia, brought my Dharma Protector Ren Xiaoyao, to come to visit the elders of the elders of the elders after being ordered by the leader. There is an important notice. Please send the signal to the temple quickly!"

"Hahaha" When the monk heard this, he not only did not look awe-in, but instead covered his stomach and almost sagged. After a while, he held back his smile and pointed at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Just him? He is still a Dharma protector? You... you should have a standard for being a mysterious person. How can he be a Dharma protector?"

"Besides, don't think that the Sa family is just a patrolman, but... the Sa family also knows that the incense sect will have to wait until the next year before they can walk around the world. You come here now, how could it be...hahahaha..."

After the monk finished laughing, he saw that Zhang Xiaohua looked at him coldly with expressionless face, and then sneered: "You can turn around, Sajia sees that you are just juniors who have just entered the world. I won't hold you accountable for trespassing into Dalin Temple for the time being!"

"How can you believe it?" Meng asked, then took out his waist card from his arms, threw it at the monk with a swing of his hand, and said, "This is the waist card that is being placed, and it can be regarded as a token of the incense sect. You can check it out!"

The monk borrowed it and looked carefully. His face was full of confusion. He threw the waist card back and shook his head and said, "Shajia is just a patrolman. Have you seen any tokens of the incense sect? Even if you are fake, the Sajia still doesn't know!"

"You...how can you believe it?" Meng said anxiously.

"I don't know, the Sa family only knows that there will be someone who will appear in the next year after the incense sect, especially the so-called inner disciples like you!"

"You..." Meng was furious.

"Master, why don't you... take this waist card to the temple, find Elder Chang Geng, or report to Elder Changsheng directly, will you be able to find out the truth?" Zhang Xiaohua suppressed her temper and suggested.

"How can that work?" The monk waved his head and said, "In the early years, the Sa family was also deceived like this, and was beaten by the precepts a few whips. How can we be deceived again now?"

Seeing the monk rejecting him repeatedly, Zhang Xiaohua became angry and sneered: "According to what the monk said, how can you send this waist card to the temple, and how can we meet the elders of immortality?"

"Hehe!" The monk also sneered: "Don't say you are fake, you just want to become famous in the next life. Even if you are really disciples of the incense sect, since you have arrived at our Dalin Temple, you have to follow the rules of our Dalin Temple."

Then he looked at Tianse and said, "At this time, only the Sa family is on duty, and they cannot leave their posts without permission. You should wait here. When someone comes to take the turn, the Sa family will bring you the so-called waist card to the temple!"

"But please tell the monk, how long will it take to take the turn?" Meng asked with a sigh.

"Hehe, it's not long or long, it's only three hours!"

"Three hours?" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "After three hours, I'm afraid that the sun will fall too!"

"That's right!" the monk looked like "You only knew".

"Hahahahaha" Zhang Xiaohua raised her head and smiled: "As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to see, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with, it turns out that's true."

Then, he looked at the dream and smiled and said, "I know, why did the leader send me here!"

As he said that, he reached out and picked up the Prajna Sword from Huanhuan's back, and then jumped up, and was in mid-air or said, "Can I let me break into Dalin Temple?"

Before he finished speaking, the Prajna heavy sword hit the monk's face with a sword.

The monk said for a long time and was already alert to the actions of the two. When he saw Zhang Xiaohua taking action, he was overjoyed and shouted: "You must finally reveal the fox's tail!"

While speaking, the crescent shovel was also swinging, and the egg-sized stick was facing Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword. It seemed that it wanted to knock Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword away.

With a loud bang, the heavy sword collided with the crescent shovel. The monk felt a burst of tinnitus in his ears, and his hands were also shocked. The tiger's mouth was immediately shattered, blood flowed out, and his feet were tightened, and he stepped on the bluestone slab at about half an inch deep!

Looking at the crescent shovel in his hand that had been bent, the monk was so embarrassed that he glared at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "You... you are really here to smash the mountain gate!"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to say something, he took out something from his arms, raised his hand and threw it into the air. The thing exploded with a "bang" in the air, and a small red signal appeared in the air!

"If you are a hero, don't run away. Don't you want to be famous? The Sa family will make you famous!" the monk said viciously.

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaohua watched him perform this series of actions, without saying a word, and just hummed from her nose.

But in a moment, four or five equally tall monks ran out of the mountain road. At the moment, one of them hit afar and shouted: "Junior Brother Yuan Meng, is anyone breaking through the mountain gate? Why can't you stop me?"

However, when the five monks saw Zhang Xiaohua and Meng, they were surprised. After standing in the shape of Chengpin, they frowned and said, "Yuan Meng, is this the one who wants to break into the mountain gate?"

"That's right, senior brother, let's see." Yuan Meng handed the crescent shovel in his hand and said, "This guy is very strong, and he smashed my crescent shovel like this!"

When the senior brother saw this, he took a breath of cold air. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua's thin and thin body, he couldn't believe it and said, "This... was he really doing this?"

"Senior brother, it's not that he can have anyone else?" Yuan Meng said anxiously.

"Okay, so brave!" The monk smiled and said, "My Dalin Temple has always been known for its external skills. You dare to turn the crescent shovel of Junior Brother Yuan Meng. Isn't it just that we want us to see your strength? Do you use this to hit my Dalin Temple in the face?"

"Since that's the case, all junior brothers, let us take action together to take down this little nephew who is not aware of the great heights of the world, and let him know that the external skills of our Dalin Temple are the best in the world!"

"Yes" The other four people immediately spread their bodies and surrounded Zhang Xiaohua and Mengtuan in the middle. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua was too lazy to explain anymore and smiled and said, "Since you Dalin Temple is trying to make a fool of yourself, why can't I help you?"

As he said that, he spread his misty steps and waved the heavy sword of Prajna in his hand and slashed at the other side.

In the month from Mochou City to Dalin Temple, Zhang Xiaohua not only practiced daily, but also focused on the two magical powers of sword acting in the world and Shocking Stick. Although sword acting in the world did not make much progress, this Shocking Stick has made great progress. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yuan Meng to force him to withstand it with one sword?

Since Yuan Meng couldn't resist it, his senior brothers could not resist it either. Zhang Xiaohua's misty step was extremely magical. In just a few moves, he bent the weapons in the hands of the five monks, and his arms were numb!

"You..." The later senior brother threw the weapon to the ground and said in surprise: "What kind of disciple is the donor? Such divine power is the person I found in Dalin Temple. If I invest in Dalin Temple, I will have a bright future!"

"You're right!" Zhang Xiaohua rolled her eyes and said, "I'm here to be Ren Xiaoyao, a disciple of the incense sect. Why did you want to join your Dalin Temple?"

"My Dalin Temple is a super sect in the world. Where can I compare to the incense sect? "The senior brother just finished speaking and suddenly realized: "What? The incense sect??? Do you say the incense sect?"

At this time, he turned his eyes behind Zhang Xiaohua again, and Meng dressed up in disbelief and said incrediblely: "You... are you really disciples of the Incense Sect?"

"Of course, they are disciples of the Incense Sect, and they dare not pretend to be!"

"You... why didn't you say it earlier?" the senior brother said anxiously: "What credentials do you have?"

Meng handed him the waist card again and said, "We have told this monk a long time ago."

The monk took the waist card and glared at Yuan Meng fiercely, looked carefully, and smiled bitterly: "I am not talented, I can't tell the waist card..."

"What? Is it possible that Ren must invade Dalin Temple?" Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.

"No, no, I immediately put the junior brother in the temple, so naturally my elders from this sect checked."

The monk turned around and said to a person: "Junior brother, please come and send this waist card to the uncle of Chang Geng. He has dealt with the Incense Sect, so I guess he can know!"

"Yes" the monk took the waist card and left.

"Please wait for the little donor." The senior brother clasped his hands and said, "News will be heard soon in the temple."

"I dare not, I'm sorry, Master!"

"Master?" The monk waved his hand in shock and said, "I am Yuanhai. The donor has great martial arts skills. He is called "Xiao Yuanhai". The word "Master" really doesn't dare."

"Oh, by the way, the little donor and this female donor are really disciples of the Incense Sect? The female donor looks like a female disciple of the inner sect? Hasn't he been in the martial arts world for the time being?"

Seeing the monk's kind attitude, Zhang Xiaohua also said, "Of course we are disciples of the incense sect, as if they were replaced. As for why we were not preaching the incense sect, we suddenly appeared around Dalin Temple. When we met the elders of the immortals below, everything would be revealed!"

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a slight movement and several people ran towards him. Zhang Xiaohua had already seen the monk who had just taken the Dream Waist Card, which was hiding behind this group of people...

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