Legend of the Cultivation God

The ninth seventy-seventh chapter

After listening to the speech of Master Chang Xing, and seeing Zhang Xiaohua's retreat, Luo Hanzhen also stopped himself, knowing that the formation has been broken, and all the faces of the people are wearing a twilight.

"You wait for it!" Chang Geng's face said with no expression: "Remember, there are people outside, there are days outside the sky, although Shaoxia is not very old, but martial arts is high, and internal strength is rare. You are a light enemy at first!"

"Xie Shishu teaches you!"

Eighteen monks clasped their hands together and retired after the ceremony!

Next to Master Chang Geng, it was the dream that eagerly ran and whispered, "How? No injury!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded slightly to her and smiled: "Thank you for your concern!"

The dream is a grin, no more to say.

A monk in Tsing Yi’s face was heavy, and he quickly walked to the front of Chang Xing’s master. He whispered a few words in the ear. It was a bit of a surprise when he was lucky. He looked at Zhang Xiaohua inadvertently and ordered a few words. The monk went on again.

Zhang Xiaohua is a bit strange. I think there is something happening in Dalin Temple. However, I haven’t messed up myself. Fortunately, the Master did not come to doubt what I am!

Zhang Xiaohua's rare heart is frank!

"Well, little donor, I can't think of you easily breaking this Luohan array, and the old man's expectations are realized." Chang Xing master smiled.

"Master praise, but also thank the master's sentiment, if there are a few more people, the kid can not be broken." Zhang Xiaohua said modestly.

Master Yukio smiled and said: "This rohan array is based on nine, at least nine people, followed by eighteen, twenty-seven, up to eighty-one. The old man wants to make up twenty-seven people, but unfortunately The request of the monks of the Arhat array is really high. The 18 people who the small donors saw just grew up together, eat and drink together, and practice together. I don’t know how many people have been eliminated. Eighteen people came to do the same. Oh, but even then, if the disciple turned the little sword of the little servant into obstinity, and the focus of the law was transferred to him, it might not be able to be a small donor. It's easy to break, only... Who can blame between life and death?"

Zhang Xiaohua suddenly, nodded: "The master said it makes sense!"

"Well, let's not say more, does the small donor have to take a break?" Master Chang Xing asked: "On the same day, the quiet teacher of the teacher was also resting for half a day before he went on to the next one!"

Zhang Xiaohua sighed and said: "Well, teach the Lord to learn from the car, how can the disciples not keep?"

"Well, very good, the old man has some customs to deal with, the little donor temporarily rests, wait for a while, the old man turns, then pass the next level!"

Later, the two masters got up and went to the beginning of the cold wind.

Zhang Xiaohua and the dream were sitting under the tree, accompanied by a monk who was a guest.

"Oh, what happened to Dalin Temple, I said how to let me rest? I will use the allusion of Jing Shishi too!"

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the monk who cooked the tea and asked: "Excuse me, Master, empty Zen... Where did the brothers go?"

"This..." The monk was a little embarrassed, saying: "The empty Zen master has important things, maybe the little donor can see it in a few minutes!"

Zhang Xiaohua is speechless, but the dream is to blame: "Why do you want to have more branches? What do you want to do? The teacher has not said anything, and there is no reason to let Dalin Temple see our embarrassment!"

"Oh, it is precisely because of the previous embarrassment that the great master of the teachings did not deliberately swear. You think about it, the teacher and the adult have mentioned me to the disciples, for example, not to value the strength of my arms? Even my origins are Don't ask? Now I want to come, her old man has already made up her mind, even if I don't want to fight today, I will help her to help her old family."

The dream is also awkward, but not, on the same day, she was on the peak of the fragrance, only reunited with Zhang Xiaohua, and got the joy of the permission of the teacher, but these details are less thought. Now Zhang Xiaohua said, is this not the case?

"But... you don't have to take out the inner work of our fragrant teachings. If the master knows, isn't it..."

Seeing my dreams and worrying about myself, Zhang Xiaohua’s heart is hot. He said: "This... although there are some thrills, I don’t know what is terrible in the next two levels. But... the teacher is passing through these three levels, and her old man thinks I can Competent, maybe I am really competent, this is just a bet. If you don’t lose, can the master still blame?”

"Moreover, do you think that the inner workings of the Master of the Master gave me the best way to pass on the fragrant teaching?"

The dream is silent.

"Da Lin Temple has gotten cheap, it is not a big deal. The Master of Life can tell the adults of the Master. We have seen your inner strengths in Dalin Temple. How do you protect your disciples? Hey, you just don't say, I Do not say, who can know?"

The dream came to him and said: "Your little abacus is playing clinking."

"Yes, in the next is the person who is called the gold abacus on the rivers and lakes... Ren Xiaoyao!"

After a meal, Master Chang Xing and Master Chang Geng were turning again. There was a slight gloom in his eyes, but his face was smiling. He said, "Small donor, have you rested?"

Zhang Xiaohua stood up and said: "Thank you, Master, have already rested, please advise!"

"Good!" Chang Geng master smiled and waved his hand.

The temple gate of Dalin Temple was wide open. I saw a middle-aged monk wearing a white robes, holding a weapon similar to Zhang Xiaohua’s sword in his arms and slowly coming out!

Zhang Xiaohua’s eyes first fell on the face of the monk, and he was slightly stunned. Isn’t this the empty Zen monk he just saw on the mountain?

When I looked at the weapon in the empty meditation, I was even more surprised. I saw that the weapon was like a long sword, not a long sword. If it was a sword embryo, it was a hundred times more complicated than the sword embryo.

The top of the weapon is the same thing as the tip of the sword, but it is divided into four ridges. Next, it is a undulating convex and concave. The convex and concave are engraved with strange patterns. The pattern is divided into several small segments, each with a slight difference. The fine lines of the bulge are separated, and then, it is a handle, which should be the place where the hand is held, and finally the head of a statue. The face of the statue is very awkward, grinning, and fierce!

Knowing that this empty Zen is the second level of the host, Zhang Xiaohua's handcuffs are like this. If they go to the front, the two men will see the ceremony, and the empty Zen said: "If you don't think that the martial arts are so advanced, you can easily break the Luohan big array. The poor road has to see the martial arts of the donor!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded: "The original Master Zen Master is also a disciple of the law. I was a little rude."

"Right, what is the weapon in the master's arms? How does it look different from ordinary swords?"

"Oh," empty Zen held the handle of the weapon in one hand, and the face flashed greenly, that is, the weapon was waved, proudly said: "This is the treasure that my Dalin Temple passed down from the immortal road thousands of years ago. The name is called the konjac. It is the weapon in the hands of my disciples!"

"Down the konjac?" Zhang Xiaohua stunned, secretly is to put a sigh of God on the konjac, and sure enough, there are a lot of heaven and earth fluctuations on the konjac, from top to bottom, from inside to inside, do not know How many tokens are blessed, and the bumps and fine lines are all undulating!

"But I don't know if this is a konjac... What's special? Please enlighten me a lot!"

"Oh, this konjac is used by the outer door guarding method. It is the treasure of the demon slayer. The beauty of it is not that the poor can fully understand it. It is said that in the hands of the poor, this konjac can only As a general weapon use, the only special thing is that the konjac is lighter in the hands of the poor and the grass, and it is heavy with the mountains!"

"呲" Zhang Xiaohua listened, but I didn't feel it was a cold breath: "Hey, this kind of thing, still... I don't know enough? You own the lamp grass, hit it... I am as heavy as the mountain, this... The instrument of this immortal is really...cannot be described."

"And, this is obviously the weapon that used the magical instrument of the fairy to bully the martial arts. Who can beat you?"

Zhang Xiaohua secretly sneaked into his heart, but now he has reached this second level. Zhang Xiaohua has only slammed his head forward. "That...the empty Zen master, it’s not a bad thing under the hood... Will... be as heavy as a mountain!"

Empty Zen looked at Zhang Xiaohua and smiled and said: "Any donor can come forward and try to know!"

"Whether it is worth it!" Zhang Xiaohua waved like a step forward, saying: "Since it is a famous baby in Dalin Temple, if you don't know it, why not?"

"Well, let's be a donor, that bargain can be made!"

"Please, please, please!"

Zhang Xiaohua’s three sentences, the empty meditation really started, I saw that his face was full of youthfulness, and the konjac was lifted easily, and there was a screaming sound between the bumps of the konjac. The vitality around Zhang Xiaohua, the whole is to oppress Zhang Xiaohua, can not drop the konjac near, Zhang Xiaohua felt the difficulty of breathing, the pressure of a mountain pressure top, is directed at his forehead.

"Good!" Zhang Xiaohua saw the situation, and his heart was also moving to win the heart, shaking the brethren in his hand, and the heart was very unwilling to lose to the front of the konjac.

Empty Zen does not evade, and the konjac does not change at all. The sound of "啪" is extremely slight. It is lower than the blunder on the long stick. It can be followed by a slight friction of "嘎吱". The sound, the ears are straight, and the sound of the prajna sword on the konjac!

And said that Zhang Xiaohua will be handed out, it is the thorn on the konjac, but that sorcerer is really like the empty meditation, more heavy than the mountains, Zhang Xiaohua's arm is a bit numb, the tip of the sword can not resist, A few retreats of "Teng Teng Teng", and the konjac was flashed by the blue light, and the weight was added a few points. The sword tip of the konjac slid forward and made a harsh sound.

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua suddenly said: "Is this konjac afraid that there is not more than 20,000 kilograms?"

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