Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 977: Demon Subduing Pestle

Chapter 977: Subduing Demon Pestle

After hearing Master Changxing's words, and seeing Zhang Hua withdrawing his move, the Arhat formation also stopped automatically, knowing that the formation was broken, all the monks were ashamed.

"You wait." Master Chang Geng said with a blank expression, "Remember, there are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. Although Ren Shaoxia is young, his martial arts are strong, and his internal strength is rare. You all underestimated the enemy from the beginning."

"Thank you uncle for teaching"

Eighteen monks clasped their hands together, saluted and stepped back

Beside Master Chang Geng, it was Meng who ran over eagerly, and asked softly, "How is it? Are you not injured?"

Zhang Hua nodded slightly at her, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern."

Meng pursed her lips and smiled, and said no more.

A monk in Tsing Yi walked up to Master Chang Xing with a heavy face, whispered a few words in his ear, Chang Xing raised his white eyebrows, he was a little surprised, looked at Zhang Hua inadvertently, and ordered a few more words, The monk went on again.

Zhang Hua was a little strange, presumably something happened in Dalin Temple, but he didn't make any trouble, Master Chang Xing had no reason to doubt himself.

Zhang Hua's rare frankness dangdang

"Okay, benefactor, I didn't expect you to break this arhat formation so easily, it really exceeded my expectations." Master Chang Xing said with a smile.

"Master's praise, and I would like to thank the master for his generosity. If there are a few more people, I will definitely not be able to break the formation." Zhang Hua said modestly.

Master Chang Xing smiled and said: "The Arhat Formation is based on nine, at least nine people, followed by eighteen people, twenty-seven people, until eighty-one people. I really want to make up twenty-seven people, but it's a pity The requirements of the monks in this Arhat formation are really high. The 18 monks the benefactor saw just now grew up together, ate and drank together, and practiced together. Eight people come, so that they can connect with each other. Sigh, but even so, even just now, if the disciple turned a deaf ear to the long sword of the benefactor, and waited for the center of gravity of the formation to be transferred to him, it may not be easily broken by the benefactor. Fall, just... between life and death, who can blame it more?"

Suddenly, Zhang Hua nodded and said, "The master makes sense."

"Okay, not much to say, does the benefactor want to take a break?" Master Chang Xing asked: "Master Jing Yi of your teaching also rested for half a day before continuing the next session."

Zhang Hua murmured,

Said: "Alright, the teacher has learned from the past, how can the disciple not keep it?"

"Well, very good. I have some mundane affairs to deal with. The benefactor will rest for a while. After a while, I will return and pass through Xiaguan."

Afterwards, the two masters got up and went to the place where the cold wind started just now.

Zhang Hua and Meng sat under the tree, accompanied by a monk who knew the guest.

"Hehe, so what happened to Dalin Temple, why did I keep letting me rest? I also used the allusion of Mrs. Jingyi"

Zhang Hua looked at the monk who was making tea, and asked, "Master, Kong Chan... where did brother go?"

"This..." The monk was a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle Kong Chan Master has something important to do, maybe the benefactor will see you soon."

Zhang Hua was speechless, but Meng blamed him: "You...why did you have such an extra detail? What is your idea of ​​breaking the barrier? The leader didn't say anything. There is no reason for Dalin Temple to see our embarrassment."

"Hehe, it is precisely because of the previous embarrassment that the leader didn't specifically tell me. You have to think about it, the leader mentioned me as a Dharma protector disciple for no reason. Didn't he value the strength of my arms? Even my background is Don't ask? Now that I think about it, her old man has already made up her mind, even if I don't enter the battle today, I will help her old man save face in the future."

The dream is also suddenly, but no, she was on the Yixiang Peak that day, only reunited with Zhang Hua, and the joy of being allowed by the leader, these details are not thought about, and now Zhang Hua is talking about it, isn't it true?

"But...you don't need to bet on the inner strength and mentality of our Chuanxiang Sect. If the leader knows about it, wouldn't it be..."

Seeing Meng worried about herself, Zhang Hua felt hot and said, "This...although it's a bit thrilling, I don't know what's so scary about the next two tests, but... the leader passed these three tests, and she thinks I can Competent, maybe I am really competent, this inner strength method is just a bet, if you don’t lose, can the leader still scold you?”

"Besides, do you think the inner strength method that the leader gave me can be the most top-notch method in our Chuanxiang sect?"

Dream silently.

"It's not a big deal for Dalin Temple to get cheap. Master Changsheng can tell the leader that our Dalin Temple has seen your inner strength and mind. What's wrong with your Dharma protector disciple? Hehe, if you don't tell me, I will Don’t tell me, who would know?”

Mengbai gave him a blank look, and said, "Your abacus is clinking."

"That's right, I'm the one called Jin Abacus... Ren Xiaoyao"

After a meal, Master Chang Xing and Master Chang Geng turned around again, with a slight gloomy look in their eyes, but with a smile on their faces, they said, "Benefactor, have you rested?"

Zhang Hua stood up and said, "Thank you Master, I've rested already, please advise me."

"Okay." Master Chang Geng smiled and waved his hand.

The gate of Dalin Temple was wide open, and a middle-aged monk wearing a moon-white robe, holding a weapon similar to the sword embryo in Zhang Hua's hand, walked out slowly.

Zhang Hua's eyes first fell on the monk's face, and he was slightly taken aback. Isn't this the Kong Chan monk he saw on the mountain just now?

When he looked at the weapon in Kong Chan's arms, he was even more surprised. He saw that the weapon looked like a long sword, but it was not a long sword. If it was a sword embryo, it was a hundred times more complicated than a sword embryo.

The top of the weapon is the same thing as the tip of a sword, but it is divided into four edges. Next, there is a section of undulating bumps. The bumps are engraved with strange hua patterns. The hua patterns are divided into several segments. There are slightly bulging fine lines to separate, and then there is a handle, which should be the place to hold it, and finally there is a head of a statue.

Knowing that Kong Chan was the host of the second level, Zhang Hua walked up to him with the prajna in his hand. After the two saluted and met, Kong Chan said: "Ren benefactor, I can't imagine that the martial arts are so advanced that they can easily break the Arhat formation. Pindao has no choice but to experience the martial arts of the benefactor."

Zhang Hua nodded: "It turns out that Master Kongchan is also a Dharma protector disciple, and he was a little rude just now."

"By the way, what is the weapon in Master's arms? Why does it look different from ordinary long swords and other things?"

"Hehe" Kong Chan held the handle of the weapon with one hand, with a flash of greenness on his face, he waved the weapon and said proudly: "This is a treasure handed down by my Dalin Temple from the immortal way ten thousand years ago. It's called Jiangmo Pestle It is the sharp weapon in the hands of my Dharma protector disciples."

"Subduing Demon Pestle?" Suddenly, Zhang Hua secretly put a ray of divine thoughts on the Subduing Demon Pestle. Sure enough, there was a lot of heaven and earth energy moving on the Subduing Demon Pestle, from top to bottom, from the inside to the inside, and he didn't know it. How many talismans have been blessed, between the bumps and the fine lines, there are movements of the talismans

"But I don't know what's so special about this subduing magic pestle? I would like to ask Senior Brother Kong Chan to enlighten me a lot."

"Hehe, this demon pestle is used by the guardians of the outer sect. It is a treasure for subduing demons and demons. The beauty of it is not fully known to the poor monk. It is ashamed to say that in the hands of the poor monk, this pestle can only As a general weapon, the only special thing is that the subduing magic pestle is as light as a lamp grass in the hands of a poor monk, but it is as heavy as a mountain when hit on a wicked person."

"呲" Zhang Hua took a deep breath when he heard it: "Hey, you are...not satisfied with such a thing? You take the light plant by yourself and hit...my body is as heavy as a mountain. This... This magic weapon of the immortal way is really... indescribable."

"Besides, this is obviously a weapon that uses the magic weapon of the immortal way to bully the martial arts. Who can beat you?"

Zhang Hua murmured to himself, but now that he has reached the second level, Zhang Hua had no choice but to bite the bullet and stepped forward, "That... Brother Kong Chan, I'm not a crooked person... The subduing magic pestle hit him, no It will... be as heavy as a mountain."

Kong Chan glanced at Zhang Hua, and said with a half-smile, "Donor Ren, you can go up and try it and you'll know."

"Forget it." Zhang Hua waved his prajna, took a step forward, and said, "Since it is a famous treasure of Dalin Temple, wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't get to know it?"

"It's easy to say, as a benefactor, that poor monk will make a move."

"Please, please, please"

Zhang Hua said three words please, and Na Kongchan did his hands, and saw that his face was green, and he lifted the magic pestle easily, with a "buzz", there was a terrifying sound between the bumps of the magic pestle. The vitality around Zhang Hua surged, and the whole thing came to oppress Zhang Hua. Before he could lower the magic pestle, Zhang Hua felt it was difficult to breathe, and a kind of overwhelming urgency hit his forehead.

"Okay" Zhang Hua saw this, and his heart was moved to win or lose. He shook the Prajna in his hand, and he was very unwilling to admit defeat, and pointed at the front end of the Subduing Demon Pestle.

Kong Chan didn't evade, the subduing magic pestle didn't move at all, the sound of "snap" was extremely slight, it was lower than Prajna hitting on a long stick, but immediately, there was another "creak" of subtle friction The sound is so loud that people's ears are straight, it is really the sound of the tip of Prajna's sword sliding on the subduing magic pestle.

Let's say that Zhang Hua handed out the Prajna, and it was stabbing on the subduing magic pestle, but the subduing magic pestle was really as Kong Zen said, heavier than a mountain, Zhang Hua's arm was a little numb, and the tip of the sword couldn't resist it. "Teng Teng Teng" retreated a few times, and the subduing magic pestle flashed a blue light again, gained a little weight, and slid forward against the tip of the subduing magic pestle, making an ear-piercing sound.

"This..." Zhang Hua was astonished: "I'm afraid this subduing magic pestle must weigh more than 20,000 catties???"

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