Chapter 982: The Heaven Stick Art, Cold Wind

The collection of Dalin Temple is indeed... amazing. Although there are not many boxing, swords, and sticks, they are all excellent products. At least Zhang Xiaohua has never heard of it. After searching for a long time, his eyes finally fell on the top of the bookshelf called "Tongtian Stick Method". In fact, it was nothing special. It was just that Zhang Xiaohua felt that she had watched "The Artifact Refining the World" before, and recently she had "The Sword Acting the World". She was very curious about this "Heaven". The bookshelf was very high, and even Zhang Xiaohua's tall and thin figure was barely enough. The dust on the booklet also shows that few people read this secret book!

Doesn’t Zhang Xiaohua like to find things that others don’t want?

"Haha, don't blame me, this bookshelves are really tall, and I am limited in height, so it's not convenient to reach them!" The monk was very shy when he saw the dust on the booklet!

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand with a smile.

"The donor, please come here." The monk said embarrassedly, stretched out his hand to invite Zhang Xiaohua to the cushion in the corner of the wall, pointed at the cushion and said, "This is where the disciples understand the secret book. The donor cannot take this book out of the Sutra Pavilion, so the donor should understand it here!"

"Okay" Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged, and the monk bowed and left.

Zhang Xiaohua opened the "Tongtian Stick Method" and saw that the regular moves and moves recording the stick method were extremely clear. However, when Zhang Xiaohua looked at it for a while, she was disappointed. Although this stick method was magical, it was relatively speaking. If an ordinary person in the martial arts world was, it might be like a treasure, but for Zhang Xiaohua... it was really not useful!

"Oh," Zhang Xiaohua sighed, and was about to close the secret book, when a gentle voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Why did the little donor sigh?"

Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and saw the old monk who had already stood beside him. He quickly stood up and bowed: "I originally thought of looking for a secret book in the Sutra Library of Dalin Temple that was similar to the tricks of the demon-subduing pestle used by the Dharma protectors of the temple. But... I searched for it for a long time but failed. Look, I finally picked a book with fate, but... Is it not suitable for use!"

As he said that, he handed over the Tongtian stick technique and tentatively said: "Maybe there is anything that the master can recommend?"

The old monk didn't even look at his secret book, and shook his head and said, "Is the little donor... your sword embryo?"

Zhang Xiaohua Daling immediately said respectfully: "Yes, Master, you can tell me clearly! Please help from Master!"

"Help?" the old monk shook his head: "I don't know how many years have I spent in this Sutra Pavilion, but this is the first time I have seen someone as destined to be like a donor. I have read the secret book in the Sutra Pavilion, and only this one is... suitable for the donor... The donor chose it well, but... the way to read it is inappropriate. The so-called immortals have a destiny, so how can I find the mortal fetus with naked eyes?"

After saying that, the old monk sweeping the floor picked up the broom and lowered his head to remember to sweep his floor.

Zhang Xiaohua bowed and bowed behind her back, and sat cross-legged again. At this time, without watching with her naked eyes, he only released his spiritual sense and enveloped the secret book. After a while, he felt that the human figure in the entire secret book was an activity, and he used the stick technique in the entire secret book from beginning to end.

However, the moves of this stick technique are completely different from those recorded in the secret book...

For several days, Zhang Xiaohua came to the Sutra Library, opened the secret book of the Tongtian Stick Art, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to comprehend. In the end, even the old monk who swept the floor was surprised and suspicious, thinking that Zhang Xiaohua had limited qualifications and could not fully comprehend!

In fact, even this mysterious old monk didn't know that when Zhang Xiaohua first recorded the stick method in this secret book and then immersed his spiritual sense into the secret book, the stick method demonstrated by the figure in the secret book was completely different, and it was another set. Zhang Xiaohua could actually see nine different sets of stick method in one day! Of course, this is not the most strange place. When Zhang Xiaohua accompanied Meng to rest outside the temple in the evening, she woke up in the early morning. In the nine sets of stick method yesterday, most of the tricks were forgotten, just like he used to practice the Beidou Shenfu!

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua had long lost her ignorance back then. She knew that she had picked up a treasure again. This Tongtian stick method may not be as simple as recorded in the secret book. Sure enough, on the second day, Zhang Xiaohua saw nine different stick methods again, but the tenth set would not come out. By the early morning of the third day, only a few moves remained in her mind!

So, for nine consecutive days, Zhang Xiaohua actually saw ninety-nine eighty-one sets of stick techniques from the secret book of Tongtian stick technique, and in the end, there were only 360 stick techniques left in his mind!

These moves are not connected with the moves of the Beidou Shenquan back then, and Zhang Xiaohua has no time to string these moves together now. He knew that he had a coincidence, so why should he take the time to remember all the moves?

On the evening of the ninth day, Zhang Xiaohua put the Tongtian stick method back to the bookshelf and saluted the old monk who swept the floor. Following the monk out of the Sutra Pavilion. As soon as he walked to the door of Dalin Temple, a young monk hurried over. When he saw Zhang Xiaohua, he looked around and whispered: "*** The donor's help that day. If there is a disciple of Dalin Temple who invites you to the mountain, don't pay attention to it, be careful of fraud!"

After saying that, he left again in a hurry.

"Huh?" When the little monk left, Zhang Xiaohua remembered that this little monk was the one who reached out to hold the mountain spring when he came to the back mountain mountain to find Dalin Temple? But he had already forgotten it after a little effort. The little monk suddenly thanked and warned him, but it made him stunned.

Without saying what the little monk said, and before Zhang Xiaohua could leave the temple gate, another little monk came over and said, "Let the donor, I am a monk Yuanfa, I saw the sending of my uncle to send a challenge letter to the donor!"

"Yuan Kong?" Zhang Xiaohua raised her eyebrows and asked, "Where is Zhan Shu?"

"This... Zhan Shukong saw that his uncle did not write it, so he just asked me to take the donor to the back mountain!"

Although there was the warning from the little monk just now, Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Please...master lead the way!"

"Please~" Yuan Fa finished speaking and left in front of his head.

Zhang Xiaohua was about to leave when she heard Meng shouting behind her: "Little... Junior Brother Xiaoyao, where are you going?"

Hearing Meng's concern, Zhang Xiaohua turned around and said, "It's okay. The ignorant little monk before wanted me to repair it. You can wait in the tent and you will come back later!"

"Puchi" Meng covered her mouth and laughed: "Then...you go and come back early, don't beat that child in pain!"

Zhang Xiaohua felt a warmth in her heart, and a kind of warmth came to her heart, waved her hand, as if she was saying goodbye to the person who was guarding her.

Looking at the road led by Yuanfa, Zhang Xiaohua's face showed a strange expression. It was nothing else. This road was the day before he came to Dalin Temple. Master Changxing took him to the Forbidden Wind Valley. Although Zhang Xiaohua could not tell the difference between the east, west, south, and north, he still had some impression of this road.

"Can't it be... the little monk Kongjian... also wants to deceive me into that restriction? Can you do it with his strength to teach me a lesson?"

As expected by Zhang Xiaohua, when he saw the slit in the mountains in front of Yuanfa, he smiled secretly: "Dalin Temple is indeed very good at face. The matter in the Forbidden Valley has not been explained to other Dharma protectors. Otherwise, why would this little monk Kongjian use this trick to deal with me?"

Yuanfa stopped when he walked to the slit, and pointed to the slit and said, "Let the donor, I see that Master Uncle is already inside, so I can only come here. Please ask the donor to go there by himself!"

"Master is here!" Yuanfa's face turned red immediately, and he lowered his head and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

Then it was escape.

Zhang Xiaohua touched her nose and turned around and walked into the slit. There was a restriction here, so he was not afraid of Kongjian's tricks. Moreover... the territory of Dalin Temple gives Kongjian more courage, he would not dare to do anything amazing. I guess he was just angry and wanted to get back some face.

Sure enough, when Zhang Xiaohua came to the platform again, in front of the evil-suppressing Cauldron, Kong saw that the little monk was still holding the two copper hammers, with a very ferocious smile on his face, and said, "Ren, the donor is really ambitious and brave. Even the Forbidden Valley dares to come here. Hehe, are you a little stunned when you get here? Can the internal strength in the donor's body still be used?"

Zhang Xiaohua's face did not change and shook her head and said, "Of course it can't be used, do you still need it? I'll know it nine days ago!"

"Nine days ago?" Kong saw the little monk daling and said in surprise: "What are you... what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm going to compete with Senior Brother Kong Ju!"

"What? You..." The little monk Kong saw with the hammer head pointed at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "You are actually worthy of Senior Brother Kong Ju's attack?"

Zhang Xiaohua was proud and was about to speak. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the entire platform was in chaos. Just when the strong wind was blowing, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt that her spiritual sense was relaxed and she could leave her body. The wind actually made the restrictions on the platform invalid.

Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness immediately left her body and swept around her. Suddenly, she discovered that next to the evil-suppressing cauldron, a place on the platform, was a flaw similar to the hole!

Zhang Xiaohua's eyes turned and floated to the little monk Kongjian who was covered by the strong wind. He pointed his acupoint as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, threw it behind a large pillar, and flew to the platform to the evil-suppressing cauldron. With a pinch of the magic trick, he flew straight into the flaw!

As Zhang Xiaohua escaped, the flaws were closed automatically after a short while, and the strong wind blew stopped. The entire platform slapped quietly, and only the big pillar was under the acupuncture point, lying quietly there!

Let’s talk about Zhang Xiaohua escaping under the platform and releasing her spiritual sense, she was a little confused. There were restrictions under the entire platform. Only a space above one person was still blowing out a cold wind, and there was only this space similar to the channel without any restrictions.

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