Chapter 976: Cracking the Arhat Formation

"It's really a great sect in inheritance. It's really not a joke to be able to stand for thousands of years!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't realize that she admired her from the bottom of her heart.

Zhang Xiaohua now sees three sects in the five sects of immortality. Among them, Piaomiao Sect is the one with the deepest feelings and the closest fate. However, among these three sects, they are also the worst. Basically, there are only martial arts, and there are no traces of immortality. There are only a few forbidden areas in Piaomiao Villa. Only the Piaomiao Sect is related to immortality. Even the leader Ou Peng, he is only in martial arts cultivation, and he is not at the peak cultivation level, and he does not even have a trace of spiritual consciousness.

On the other hand, the marks of immortality can be seen everywhere in the incense sect. Zhang Xiaohua's series of immortal fates have all been achieved in the incense sect. The leader of the incense sect, Master Jingyi, is an immortal qi refiner. Where is Dalin Temple? Although I haven't seen Master Changsheng yet, just look at the heaven and earth energy of this Dalin Temple, and then look at a few ordinary Dharma protectors. If you use the martial arts formation, you can interfere with the heaven and earth energy. Why bother with the inheritance of the immortal sect in the temple?

The incense sect is respected by female disciples, and the inheritance is also harsh. However, Dalin Temple is the opposite, only male disciples are accepted. Although men and women in this world are equal, men's cultivation qualifications are more than several times stronger than women, and men who can practice are hundreds and thousands of times more than women. Therefore, by this, the strength of Dalin Temple should be above the incense sect. Of course, Zhang Xiaohua is difficult to guess the mysterious Tianlong Sect. After all, he has only seen Qin Shiyue and the Dragon King of the Seas!

"Oh, by the way, I don't know what happened to Xiaoyue and that Gillian now? They won't both be buried in the sea, right?"

For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua was distracted.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's eyes were a little dull, the monks in the Arhat Formation were overjoyed and thought they had a chance. Zhang Xiaohua was confused by the sound of sticks. One of the monks immediately raised their long sticks and slashed them down on their heads!

The long stick was full of momentum, not only causing the wind to "Wuwu", but also the small amount of heaven and earth energy in the formation also swarmed with the tip of the stick. Zhang Xiaohua came to her senses and saw a series of afterimages flashing across the stick. She slashed in front of her feet. She used a little force to dodge the Piaomiao Step. However, as soon as she used force, he felt a move in his heart: "Master Chang Geng has been to the Piaomiao Sect and watched the martial arts performance conference. I guess he also knew that when I used this Piaomiao Step here, does not mean that he was the boy he had seen before? Even if he couldn't confirm, he would definitely know about the matter that he had something to do with the Piaomiao Sect!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua paused under her feet. At this time, the wooden stick had already arrived in front of her. Zhang Xiaohua didn't hesitate and raised Prajna to block her. According to his thoughts, although the long stick caused a lot of noise, the force on the stick was limited after all. Although his blocking was in a hurry, it should be more than enough.

Unexpectedly, when the long stick hit Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt shocked. An unparalleled powerful force came from the long stick, almost knocking Prajna out of her hand!

"Ouch!" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked. Before he could think about it, he just clenched his hands tightly and relaxed them hard. With a muffled "kneel" sound, Prajna was hit back. Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be hit by a big rock, and took several steps backwards. However, before he could stand firm, the "woof" wind sounded again, and the monk behind Zhang Xiaohua also raised his stick and hit him mercilessly.

Fortunately, the long stick in front hit and immediately retracted it without chasing it. Only then did Zhang Xiaohua have free time, and turned sideways and used Prajna to block the long stick behind her!

This time, Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to neglect it. She used 70% of her strength to block the long stick. She was still as powerful as before, which made Zhang Xiaohua's arm slightly sore. She also took advantage of the force to retreat several steps, trying to eliminate the force. However, there was a long stick in her left arm after the second stick, followed by the second stick.

"Damn!" After Zhang Xiaohua caught the third stick, she was shocked: "Are you wrong? Why is this monk in Dalin Temple so brave? Everyone has tens of thousands of kilograms of power on his arms? With such strength, how can he not dominate the world?"

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaohua's longing for Dalin Temple was like a surging river...

However, he was in the formation and could not use his light skills, so he could only face Prajna head-on!

After another cup of tea, Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how many sticks he took. Fortunately, he has always been good at strength, and he has to practice the Beidou God Fist every day, so he can handle it. However, after so long, Zhang Xiaohua realized the strangeness again.

One is that although there are eighteen monks in this Arhat Formation, there is only one person who attacks Zhang Xiaohua every time, and the others do not participate. It is not what he thought before, and everyone rushed up and killed them.

The second is that the strength of each rod is the same, which means that the strength of the eighteen monks is average. This is nothing, but as time goes by, the strength of the rod is gradually reduced. What puzzled Zhang Xiaohua is that the strength of the eighteen monks is averagely reduced. Could it be... Zhang Xiaohua felt thoughtless.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua slightly expanded his spiritual consciousness. However, for a long time, he discovered something strange. When a monk raised his stick, two slight and mysterious waves came from both sides of him. After he hit the long stick, another weaker wave was transmitted from him to the monks on both sides of him. After watching carefully, there was a vague strange wave in the entire Arhat formation, among the eighteen monks, and there was a vaguely teleporting between the eighteen monks!

"I understand!" Zhang Xiaohua's eyes shrank slightly: "This is the legendary transmission of power. In the internal power, it can transmit his internal power to others through his hands or other parts, so that his internal power can be used by others for a period of time, or he can attack other people through other people's meridians, such as fighting a cow across the mountain. The martial arts predecessors of Dalin Temple are even more powerful. They create this Arhat Formation, and can actually connect everyone's strength, use the strength of eighteen people to attack one person!"

"Oh, I can resist these eighteen people. If there are twenty-eight people, one hundred and eight people? Where can I resist? Even if there is a 100,000 Arhat Formation, wouldn't this Dalin Temple have no rivals in the world? Perhaps only the means of immortals can deal with it!"

Zhang Xiaohua suddenly burst into cold sweat. It seemed that she was thinking about what Master Changxing said just now: "Depending on your age, you won't take the real formation!"

Of course, after taking the attack of these eighteen monks, the strength has begun to gradually weaken. Zhang Xiaohua's heart gradually became clear. Since he entered the formation, the monks in Dalin Temple first used the sound of sticks to disturb the gods, and then used the long stick to attack. One stick after another made Zhang Xiaohua overwhelmed. In the middle of these awesome, the energy of the eighteen monks was flowing. If Zhang Xiaohua broke their cooperation, or persisted until the energy of the eighteen monks was exhausted, the arhat formation would be destroyed without attacking!

If you really want to do this, it would be really difficult for others to see, because the eighteen long sticks in the Arhat Formation cooperated with each other, one stick after another, and there was no room for breath to let you fight back. But if you want to fight the eighteen and exhaust your strength, then ordinary people would not even think about it. It is estimated that Master Jingyi back then relied on his exquisite swordsmanship and the light skills of the Arhat Formation to win a little chance from the stick, thus breaking the tacit understanding of the Arhat Formation and achieving the final victory!

However, for Zhang Xiaohua, these two methods of breaking the formation were as relaxed as drinking water. When he understood the true meaning of the Arhat Formation, he naturally had a certain plan in his heart to exhaust the energy of the Eighteen Monks, which was really time-consuming. Moreover, he still had two levels to pass in the future, and he had the energy to save his strength and use it. As for light skills and swordsmanship, Zhang Xiaohua himself did not want to take it out, so he could only defeat the enemy with his strength.

Zhang Xiaohua laughed a long time and said, "Thank you for the advice of all the senior brothers in Dalin Temple. I'm going to take action!"

Just as he was speaking, a long stick hit him from his armpit. Zhang Xiaohua cut Prajna horizontally and used his strength to cut him down. The sound of "bang" was just knocking on the long stick. When he saw the monk on the other side of his spiritual sense, he wanted to take action. Prajna did not stop, but directly waved it. With a "woosh", when the monk had not yet produced the stick, he hit his long stick. Seeing that Prajna was enemies of Yu Xian, he suddenly appeared in front of him. The monk was shocked and the long stick trembled slightly. When the other seventeen monks had not yet fully achieved his strength, he hit him. However, Zhang Xiaohua only gently hit Prajna on his long stick, and then turned his body to one side. Prajna attacked another disciple who was about to produce the stick first!

"Ah!" The disciple was even more anxious. Following the Arhat Formation, he was going to use the next one. Moreover, the order was not the same every time. He could not believe it no matter what. Zhang Xiaohua actually attacked before he was completely prepared.

He couldn't help but fight back. He just shook the long stick and wanted to hit it out. However, don't be anxious when he hit it out. The flow of the entire force is interrupted. This stick is only his own strength. How can it be compared with Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna?

He was about to be hit by Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna, and he heard a praise outside the formation: "Good method! The little donor, not only has profound internal skills, but also meticulous thoughts. He could guess which disciple made a move, and he could have such a calm mind in danger. Even Master Jingyi was not as good as that time!"

Hearing Master Changxing speak, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Where is the master of the sect that is as wise as the sea, it is not comparable to that of his disciples. It is also a blessing to find the way to crack the Arhat Formation!"

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