"It's easy to say." Master Chang Geng smiled, as if he didn't care.

At this moment, a sudden cold wind blew, making people feel creepy. Zhang Xiaohua frowned. It was almost noon at this time, and the climate was also cool. It was even more normal for Dalin Temple to be in the mountains, with trees growing and cool breezes blowing from time to time. But this cold wind is obviously different from the past, and people quickly say a kind of cold that pierces people's bones, which is not what should have appeared at this time.

In front of the two elders of Dalin Temple who were probably cultivating immortality, Zhang Xiaohua did not dare to let go of her spiritual consciousness at will. She could only raise her head and look at the cold wind in the distance!

The two masters were also shocked and used a move to instruct a disciple to go there.

The two masters talked to Zhang Xiaohua and Meng for a while. Although both masters wanted to get some useful things from Zhang Xiaohua and Meng, unfortunately, although Zhang Xiaohua and Meng didn't want to say it, even if they wanted to say it, none of them were disciples trained by Chuanxiang Sect since childhood. Many things were not even known by themselves, so how could they satisfy the curiosity of the two elders?

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua and Meng keeping their mouths shut, Master Chang Geng was quite disappointed and waved his hand irresistibly. A disciple stepped forward and said, "Report to the two masters, the Arhat Formation has been arranged. Please ask this little donor to join the formation!"

"Okay, you can go ahead!"

Master Chang Geng asked the disciple to retreat, turned to Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Young Master Ren, the formation has been set up, so please ask the Young Master to join the formation. Just as Master Jingyi's long-cherished wish that day!"

Zhang Xiaohua looked up and saw that the square in front of Dalin Temple had been cleared. There were eighteen monks of different heights, fat and thinness, but they were dressed in the same clothes, holding bronze sticks in their hands, standing in a strange way, standing quietly.

The ages of these eighteen people are not much different. Each of them has a momentum of soaring to the sky. This momentum is confused and gives rise to an irresistible feeling that makes people dare not underestimate it.

"Master, you... actually sent 18 disciples from the temple to set up a formation. They actually wanted to deal with me, a mere Dharma protector, right?"

Master Chang Geng smiled and said, "Who in the world would believe in fairness? Master Jingyi easily cracked this Arhat Formation. Don't say, you want to give up?"

"Get out?" Zhang Xiaohua laughed in silence and said, "That's not necessary. However, the disciple is just a Dharma protector. How can my martial arts master compare to the inherited master of my family?"

"Then the little donor...what is there to say?"

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and said with a smile: "There is a precedent for the leader, and the disciples can also imitate each other and make a bet with the master. What do you think?"

"Huh? What do the little donor want to bet?" Master Changxing was stunned at first, and then asked: "The little donor is okay!"

"Hehe, that disciple is not polite." Zhang Xiaohua smiled in her stomach, but asked on her face: "What bet should Dalin Temple make?"

"This... is a guest from afar, so please ask Young Master Ren to say it first. As long as I bring it up, I will definitely do my best to agree."

Hearing Master Changxing say this, Zhang Xiaohua felt relieved and thought for a while: "I heard that there are martial arts secrets in the Sutra Library of the Temple that shocked the world. I dared to ask the master to allow his disciples to go to the Sutra Library and borrow a secret book to watch!"

"This is impossible!" Master Changxing immediately shook his head: "Your teachings and our temple are both great teachings that have been passed down for thousands of years. Our temple has a Sutra Library and our church also has a merit building. The internal martial arts stored in our temple may not be as good as the mental teachings of our church. Why should the little donor leave the near and seek far away?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled bitterly and said, "Master should understand that my teaching has always regarded female disciples as the most respected ones. Most of the secrets in the sect are used for women. I have read some of them, but after all, there is no suitable one, and the master is compassionate."

Master Changxing still shook his head.

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and said, "Then... can the master borrow a book of secrets of swordsmanship or sticks?"

"The little donor is too greedy. The sword techniques in the Sutra Library are also secret books passed down from my Dalin Temple. How can it be passed down from outside?"

"Then, I will just find an ordinary stick or hammer method, that's fine!" Zhang Xiaohua tentatively said.

"This..." Master Changxing hesitated and asked again: "What is the little donor using to bet?"

Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head and smiled and said, "If you are defeated, you will never step into the gate of Dalin Temple in the future. What do you think?"

"Puchi" Meng was drinking tea, and she was spraying out without realizing it. What is this bet? I heard Master Changxing say just now that Meng just found it incredible. Now Zhang Xiaohua is actually learning and selling it now. How can she not spray tea out?

"Young donor is kidding!" Master Changxing said with a smile: "Mr. Jingyi was a disciple of the inheritance and was also the candidate for the next generation of sect leader. I, Dalin Temple, made a bet with her for her sake. Master Jingyi's bet should be her dignity as the next generation of sect leader of the sect leader of the sect! And the little donor, it seems, does not have such an advantage!"

"Oh, then... forget it." Zhang Xiaohua shook her head with a lonely face, "Although the leader reminds me to let me deliver this jade slip to Master Changsheng,... I don't accept the orders of the king outside. I didn't expect that the rumors in the world were wrong. The threshold of Dalin Temple is too high, so it's better not to go in. The information on both sides has been transmitted. Let me say goodbye now!"

Master Changxing was unmoved and nodded, "What the little donor said is reasonable, but this statement of breaking the barrier was not deliberately set by my Dalin Temple, but was the meaning of Master Jingyi of the noble school. If the little donor doesn't want to... I won't force it."

Zhang Xiaohua despised her heart, scratched her chin with her hands and said, "Oh, this is the first time I'm here to come out as a Dharma protector. If I don't meet with the Dharma protectors in your temple, I always feel that I'm short of it..."

Master Changxing looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a smile, and did not respond.

"Forget it!" Zhang Xiaohua stomped her feet cruelly, took out a booklet from her arms, and said, "This is the inner skill given by the leader. Although it is not the ultimate skill I teach the incense sect, it is also first-class in the world. I am not talented, and I would like to use this as a bet to exchange for the opportunity to enter the Sutra Pavilion!"

Then, he asked tentatively: "Master Changxing, what do you think?"

Master Changxing looked at Master Changgeng in a sideways. The two exchanged their eyes and nodded, "Since the little donor admires my Dalin Temple martial arts so much, I will make an exception. However, I have to say what I said before. If the little donor win, I can only find something in the Sutra Pavilion that does not involve internal skills and mental methods, and I can only refer to it in my Dalin Temple. I cannot copy or take it out of Dalin Temple!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "That's right. If the kid loses, this internal skill is also a common practice!"

After hearing this, Master Changxing smiled bitterly, no, what stick technique or sword technique, if you remember it well, you can remember it in one day or a few days. How can you remember the internal skills and mental techniques in a short time? If one word is wrong, it will be a fatal matter. In this way, Zhang Xiaohua has taken advantage of it. Of course, if Master Changxing really wants to be serious, it will be okay to have a look for it for a month, but can Dalin Temple be able to afford this face?

Then, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and handed over the booklet, saying, "Master is a great monk, let's put this book here first."

Master Changxing waved his hand and said, "No need, it's not too late to say it when things come to fruition!"

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaohua put away the booklet, narrowed her eyes and looked at the eighteen monks who had been standing in the square, and said, "Then... will you try it in the formation now?"

"Well, please ask the little donor to join the formation!" Master Changxing said again: "If the little donor knows that he will lose, he can throw down his long sword. My disciples of Dalin Temple will never take advantage of the victory to pursue him!"

"Thank you for your compassion!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and took Prajna with her hands and walked into the Arhat Formation.

When the eighteen monks saw Zhang Xiaohua enter the formation, they all held long sticks and folded their hands together, and said in unison: "Please give me some advice!"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and thought to herself: "If I make a move at this time, I can knock down one, will this Arhat Formation be broken?"

Of course, this thought flashed away, and he also clasped his fists and said, "Please give advice from all the senior brothers in Dalin Temple!"

After the ceremony was over, the monks immediately held sticks in their hands, and their eyes flashed with fierceness. The eighteen monks were divided into two layers, wandering like butterflies, and the long sticks in their hands kept knocking on the ground as they walked, making an irritating sound!

"This..." Seeing the eighteen monks not attacking, but wandering around him, Zhang Xiaohua was slightly stunned, but when the voice came, he suddenly realized, and he was slightly moved, and the discomfort in his mind was immediately wiped out.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua released his spiritual consciousness slightly. In fact, since he met Monk Kongchan, Zhang Xiaohua has been paying great attention to hiding his cultivation and spiritual consciousness. On the other hand, he also became more vigilant to see if any spiritual consciousness appears among others. However, until Master Changxing and Master Chang Geng appeared, they talked for a long time, but they did not see any spiritual consciousness released. Perhaps these two masters held their own identities, or perhaps they didn't take him seriously at all, and of course, maybe the two masters did not cultivate spiritual consciousness!

However, no matter what, since Zhang Xiaohua has only released his spiritual consciousness a few feet away, there must be no big problem.

Within his spiritual consciousness, Zhang Xiaohua keenly felt that although the heaven and earth vitality of Dalin Temple was not as strong as before the Xiangshou Sect, it was much stronger than what I saw normally. Although the earth vitality has begun to recover today, it will probably take several years or even decades to recover to the level of Dalin Temple.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua also realized that although the eighteen monks in the Arhat Formation had martial arts cultivation, they walked in a well-organized manner, and the rhythmic knocking sound could actually stir up the vital energy of heaven and earth, and gradually touched the vital energy in the array to them...
Chapter completed!