Chapter 980: Dear

Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness could not be separated from her body, and she could not see the changes in the energy of heaven and earth beside the evil-suppressing cauldron. As the naked eye saw that the cauldron had no changes.

When Kong Ju saw the bell ringing, he put away his previous intention of underestimating the enemy, walked to the Zhenxie Ding, and raised the Ding easily over his head like before. However, when he walked back to his original position this time, he nodded at Zhang Xiaohua in a very kind way, indicating that it was his turn, without any provocative eyes.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled, and still did that. She walked to the cauldron and raised the evil-suppressing cauldron with one hand. When he put down the cauldron, she turned around and said to the monk Kong Ju: "Senior Brother Kong Ju, adding one thousand kilograms again and again, seems... it seems too slow. I think, please ask Master Changxing to knock ten times at a time and add ten thousand kilograms. What do you think?"

"This..." Kong Ju's face felt a little embarrassed, he thought for a while, and gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Ren, look... how about adding five thousand kilograms at a time?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just think it's too slow to add it, it's okay to have five thousand pounds!" Zhang Xiaohua agreed.

Master Changxing sighed, and the little bell in his hand swung rapidly, and he knocked it 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, Senior Brother Kong Ju!" Zhang Xiaohua shone aside.

Monk Kong Ju walked to the evil-suppressing Cauldron, and no longer felt as relaxed as before. He first moved his wrists slightly, took a deep breath, grabbed his hands on the tripod, and tried it, then shouted: "Get up!" Suddenly he raised the evil-suppressing Cauldron over his head! But when he put it down this time, he was no longer as calm as before, and he almost threw it on the ground!

"Okay, it's the donor's turn!" Kong Ju let out a long breath and flashed aside.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the evil-suppressing Cauldron, and still had her left hand. She also tried it for a while, thought for a while, then stretched out her right hand, one hand and one tripod, took a deep breath, and raised the evil-suppressing Cauldron.

Seeing that the lifting process was similar to that of Hunji, but when I let it go, I saw the gap. Zhang Xiaohua let it go as slowly as before...

"Dangdangdangdang" five bells rang again, and the weight of the evil-suppressing cauldron increased to 16,000 kilograms!

At this time, Kong Ju's face showed a dilemma. His arms had 15,000 kilograms of strength, which was rare in the world. He thought he could lift ten times in a row. No matter how strong Zhang Xiaohua was, he could not lift it five times when he looked at his tall and thin figure.

But I asked me to add 10,000 kilograms at once, and I could only agree to 5,000 kilograms. After adding twice, I had exceeded my limit. This evil-suppressing cauldron is no longer something I can lift!

Sorazuki glanced at Master Changxie, who nodded slightly, as if encouraging him.

So Kong Ju walked to the evil-suppressing Cauldron, took a deep breath, bent down, and held the giant cauldron in his hand. He tried it slightly with both hands and shouted loudly. The cauldron was lifted in front of him. However, just as he tried to lift the cauldron over his head, he was exhausted and could no longer move. The sound of "Peng" was thrown to the ground by Kong Ju, making a loud noise!

Kong Ju's face was flushed, he looked at Master Changxing and stood back to his original place.

"Okay, let the donor, if you can lift the evil-suppressing cauldron, even if you pass the third level, you will vent your anger for your tutor!" said Master Changxing.

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head: "Since Brother Kong Ju can't lift it up, the boy may not be able to do it, so there is still a master who needs to reduce the weight of the evil-suppressing cauldron and let me and Kong Ju lift it again!"

"But go, but go, it's okay!" Master Changxiong waved his hand: "But just knock it twice more, and just use more magic power!"

"Magic power?" Zhang Xiaohua understood in her heart that the weight of the evil-suppressing cauldron was indeed not in vain!

Zhang Xiaohua made a good show and first walked to the evil-suppressing Cauldron. As before, she tried it a few times before she lifted the evil-suppressing Cauldron. The giant eyes next to her were wide open, and her heart was raised to her throat, hoping that Zhang Xiaohua would be like him. Unfortunately, although Zhang Xiaohua was very difficult to lift, her face was very red and her ears were very...the blue veins appeared, but... after all, she was raised over her head, and even stood staggeringly.

"Oh~" 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 to the ground like him, he saw that the cauldron did not jump like him, but jumped a few times, but was very obedient and motionless, as if... it shouldn't be like Zhang Xiaohua put it down gently!

With a "sniff", Kong Ju took a breath and said to himself: "Looking at the young man, he is not much older than Kong Jian, and he doesn't have a few taels of flesh on his body. He is so strong? And... he is really good at doing things like this to save face for others. But... where did he practice his strength? Could it be that he is really born with divine power?"

Kong Ju sighed in his heart, but he still stepped forward, folded his hands together, and said sincerely: "Let the donor's divine power be amazing, I... I am willing to pay a disadvantage!"

Zhang Xiaohua wiped the faint sweat on her forehead with her hand and smiled: "Senior Brother Kong Ju, it's really a lucky person. I just said so much to Master Changxing just now, just to restore my strength. Senior Brother, don't blame me!"

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

Meng Hanxia next to her walked over. 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 it was even more of a problem of Master Jingyi's face. Zhang Xiaohua won, so she naturally had no choice but to say, so she couldn't help but say, "Congratulations... Junior Brother Ren..."

Before Zhang Xiaohua could speak, a cold wind blew up next to the evil-suppressing cauldron, just like before, but the wind was much stronger again!

The cold wind blows the veil of dreams from bottom to top, revealing the original appearance of the dream.

"You...you..." Master Chang Geng, who was already a little annoyed, saw Meng's face, his expression changed drastically. He raised his arm with great disobedience, pointed his finger at Meng's face, and said in surprise: "You...why are you here..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Master Chang Geng woke up and immediately closed his mouth. Although he was still shocked, there was a lot of confusion and doubt in his eyes!

Meng also looked at Master Chang Geng in shock, and while pulling down the veil, he asked excitedly: "Master Chang Geng, have you... seen me before?"

Zhang Xiaohua next to her heard this and felt a little moved. She ignored talking to Kong Ju. She walked to Master Chang Geng a few steps and asked, "Master... have you...have you seen my senior sister Zixia before? When? Where? Please tell the truth!"

At this time, Master Chang Geng had regained his usual expression. Although he had doubts in his eyes, he still shook his head: "Little donor, Zixia donor, I have never seen him before..."

"But...but you just saw Zixia, not..."

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

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

"Yes, Master Chang Geng, you... can you tell your disciple, where did you see someone who looks the same as me?"

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

Zhang Xiaohua was anxious and bowed to the ground: "Master, this matter is very important to my senior sister Zixia. I hope the master will tell you..."

Zixia also quickly bowed: "Master, this matter is related to the disciple's life experience. Please... Please be kind to the master!"

"This..." Master Chang Geng shook his head: "Isn't this a difficult situation for me!"

Master Changxing thought for a while and persuaded, "Don't worry, two little donors. At this time, we have to carefully consider the donors on Dalin Temple. The donors on both sides have passed the three passes. Now they are about to go to the temple to meet the host of Changsheng and present the invitations of your tutor. I also want to report Xiao Shi to the main entrance to the Sutra Pavilion to watch the secret book. And Junior Brother Chang Geng just happened to report this matter to the host and let the host decide. What do you think?"

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

Meng also nodded slightly.

"Okay, let me wait outside the temple and let the donor Zixia wait outside the temple for the time being, and let the donor follow us into the temple!"

Not to mention dreaming of waiting under the trees outside the temple, Zhang Xiaohua followed the two masters into Dalin Temple. Although this Dalin Temple is like the Dalin Temple in front of the mountain, there are incense, candles and Buddhas, there are many monks walking and practicing here, and there are no traces of pilgrims. Moreover, the buildings in the temple are even more magnificent, and the sculptures and murals are more ancient. The common blue bricks under your feet reveal the vicissitudes of time.

Zhang Xiaohua and the other two walked through several halls and finally turned to a secluded place. Before Master Changxing could push the door of a small house, a spiritual sense swept out from the house. Zhang Xiaohua's heart moved and activated the nameless mantra to carefully conceal his cultivation and spiritual sense. Sure enough, the spiritual sense hovered in front of Zhang Xiaohua for a few times and was retracted.

"Abbot, we will bring Ren Xiaoyao and donor to come and send invitations!" Master Changxing stood at the door and whispered.

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

"Yes." Master Changxing responded and said to Zhang Xiaohua again: "Appoint the donor, please come in!"

As he said that, Master Changxing pushed the door and led Zhang Xiaohua into the house, and Master Changgeng followed closely behind.

In the cottage, there were portraits, bookshelfs, and several futons. One of them was sitting cross-legged with a long eyebrows and an old monk with extremely white eyebrows. Zhang Xiaohua only looked at the layout of the room a little and immediately stepped forward to salute: "I have met Master Changsheng!"

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