Chapter 197

Zhang Xiaohua was frightened by Monk Chang Geng's stare. She thought to herself, "Did this monk see through me?"

But I don't have anything to let others see through me.

Could it be that Zhang Xiaohua thought to herself, "He wants to silence me because I humiliated the Dalin Temple?

My goodness, what should we do now? "

Just as Zhang Xiaohua was feeling uneasy, she heard Monk Chang Geng laugh and say, "Zhang Xiaohua, you are not bad. You are very good. Hahaha."

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, he was even more puzzled. Was this monk crazy? He had consecutively knocked the two young monks he had brought out of the arena. Yet, here he was praising him. It was truly incomprehensible.

However, Zhang Xiaohua misunderstood Monk Chang Geng.

It was no wonder that Zhang Xiaohua defined Monk Chang Geng as a donkey with triangular eyes. It was the image of a sinister and cunning monk. In addition, Monk Chang Geng was not a benevolent senior monk. Naturally, he could not shake Zhang Xiaohua's preconceived notion. But no matter what, Monk Chang Geng was still a senior monk. Although he was vengeful and narrow-minded, after all, the flaws could not obscure the beauty. Would he really make things difficult for a teenager?

Taking a step back, although Zhang Xiaohua was powerful and defeated two little monks who had higher cultivation than her, from Monk Chang Geng's point of view, Zhang Xiaohua was obviously older than Yuanli and Yuankong. It was normal for Zhang Xiaohua to defeat them. There was nothing to be proud of. On the contrary, Zhang Xiaohua's level of martial arts was average and she did not know any internal strength cultivation method. This made him feel strange.

The most important thing was that Monk Chang Geng's action of slapping the Misty School's face had been a complete success. If he did not give some face to the Misty School, it would seem that the Dalin Temple was not magnanimous enough. Zhang Xiaohua happened to make up for this shortcoming, and it was also in line with his wishes. Therefore, Monk Chang Geng had long forgotten about Zhang Xiaohua's defeat of his two proud disciples.

However, when he said "You are not bad, you are very good", it was not clear whether he meant Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts was good or it just happened to cater to his thoughts.

Following that, Monk Chang Geng opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, he did not know what to say.

Earlier, he had already heard from Yuanli that Zhang Xiaohua was not a disciple of the Misty School and claimed to be from Huan Xi Mountain Manor. Monk Chang Geng naturally knew the relationship between Huan Xi Mountain Manor and the Misty School. He wanted to ask if Zhang Xiaohua wanted to change her sect, but on second thought, if it wasn't for a little monk like Yuanli who grew up in the temple, or an orphan like Yuanxing, who would be willing to enter the Buddhist sect?

Moreover, other little monks might not recognize the Ethereal Steps that Zhang Xiaohua used, but Monk Chang Geng saw it clearly. The Misty School had even imparted their own divine skills, so how could it have nothing to do with the Misty School?

How could he poach a disciple of his?

Furthermore, Monk Chang Geng was rather interested in Zhang Xiaohua's messy fist technique. He wanted to pull her to the side and ask, but from the Ethereal Steps to the fist technique, Monk Chang Geng naturally categorized it as a secret of the Misty School. How could he ask?

Hence, after Monk Chang Geng praised her a few times, he seemed to be at a loss for words.

Zhang Xiaohua was a little anxious. He thought to himself, "Don't be so humble. You keep saying nonsense. What's the use of praising me?" Furthermore, when he saw Monk Changgeng shut up, he hurriedly bowed and said, "About that, Master.

There's something I'm not sure if I should say. "

When Monk Chang Geng heard that, he curled his lips and said, "Zhang Xiaohua, what's the matter?

Feel free to speak. "

When Zhang Xiaohua heard that, she was overjoyed and immediately said, "Master, just now in the arena, Yuankong made a bet with me. He wanted to borrow your temple's' Dharma Sword 'sword manual for me to read. I wonder if this bet still stands?"

Monk Chang Geng was embarrassed when he heard that. To put it bluntly, he never thought that Yuankong would lose to Zhang Xiaohua. He only thought that it was a joke. Furthermore, as an Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, he did not have the authority to let others read the Dalin Temple's secret sword technique.

Zhang Xiaohua's words had really hit his soft spot.

When Ou Peng saw this, he was secretly pleased. He immediately reprimanded Zhang Xiaohua, "Zhang Xiaohua, what kind of person is Great Master Chang Geng?

Since he agreed to your bet, he will naturally honor it. Why do you have to bring it up now? "

Zhang Xiaohua said innocently, "Sect Leader, if I don't say it now, where will I find Master when he leaves?

I can't possibly chase him all the way to the Dalin Temple. "

Monk Chang Geng's face darkened after being mocked by the two. He really wanted to agree, but how could he have the guts to do so?

Therefore, after thinking for a while, he said, "Sect Leader Ou, you don't have to beat around the bush anymore. This old monk was just lying.

How about this, Zhang Xiaohua, this old monk cannot guarantee that you will be able to see the 'Dharma Sword' sword manual. When I return to the Dalin Temple, I will definitely report to the abbot and do my best to fight for it for you. If the abbot agrees, that would be great. If he doesn't … "

At this point, Monk Chang Geng muttered to himself.

Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly asked, "Then, if he doesn't agree, will today's bet not count?"

Monk Chang Geng let out a long laugh and seemed to have made up his mind. He said, "If you don't agree, even if I have to risk my reputation and life, I will let you see another sword manual from the Dalin Temple's collection. What do you think?"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard that Monk Chang Geng was going to risk his life, she thought that he would risk his life to get the 'Dharma Sword' sword manual for her. However, in the end, he changed the topic and said that it was another sword manual from the Dalin Temple's collection. She couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Actually, to her, any sword manual was good enough. However, after hearing Zhang Chengyue's praise and Monk Chang Geng's refusal, she naturally knew that this was a rare opportunity. Therefore, she set her sights on the 'Dharma Sword'.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua was silent, Ou Peng said, "Zhang Xiaohua, don't be greedy. Since the Great Master Chang Geng showed you the Dalin Temple's collection, it must be a rare and peerless sword manual in Jianghu. A treasure among the sword manuals may not be inferior to the 'Dharma Sword'. Why are you so worried?"

Zhang Xiaohua immediately beamed with joy and bowed to Monk Chang Geng again to express her gratitude.

Monk Chang Geng glared at Ou Peng and said to Zhang Xiaohua, "Since Chief Ou has said so, I won't fool you with some inferior sword manual. Let's set the limit at one year. After one year, come to my Dalin Temple and I will show you the sword manual. What do you think?"

There was no reason for Zhang Xiaohua to be unwilling. Even if she was asked to follow, she would be willing. Naturally, she nodded her head continuously.

Ou Peng saw that Zhang Xiaohua and Monk Chang Geng had set a time limit of one year. He knew that Zhang Xiaohua's efforts were not in vain. Only then did he wave his hand and let Zhang Xiaohua leave.

After Zhang Xiaohua bowed and left, Ou Peng asked again, "Great Master Chang Geng, will the competition of the martial arts competition end here?

Does the Great Master have any other arrangements? "

Monk Chang Geng smiled and said, "This time, I came here with the intention of strengthening the friendship between the two sects and strengthening the exchange between the two sects. Now that my disciples have exchanged pointers with your sect's disciples, it will naturally come to an end. There are no further arrangements. Let's end it here."

Ou Peng also smiled and said, "We really welcome a person like the Great Master to our Misty School. Your presence brings light to our humble dwelling.

The Great Master's trip to the Misty School this time is also a kind of encouragement for our Misty School. Our Misty School has also benefited greatly. I think that the Great Master's trip is inevitable. Only a wise and farsighted person like the Great Master can make such an outstanding decision. "

Monk Chang Geng put his palms together and said, "This time, thanks to Sect Leader Ou's support and coordination from many sides, we finally achieved a perfect success and achieved the desired goal. This kind of competition and exchange pointers must be normalized in the future. This old monk suggests that when we return, we must report the results of this competition to the Great Master in charge of the Dalin Temple and ask him to make a decision. Hopefully, there will be more opportunities for the disciples of our two sects to exchange pointers in the future."

Ou Peng clapped his hands and said, "Good idea. Friendship first, competition second. May the friendship between the Dalin Temple and the Misty School last forever."

Monk Chang Geng also clapped his hands and said, "That's how it should be!"

The two of them looked at each other and laughed heartily.

When the laughter died down, Ou Peng said, "Great Master, you must be tired from the long journey. This competition has been going on for more than half a day. I think your stomach must be empty. I have already ordered my subordinates to prepare vegetarian dishes. Great Master, please stay and have a taste."

Monk Chang Geng muttered, "This …"

Ou Peng saw this and said, "I know that the Great Master has a high level of attainment in food and drink. I have already invited a famous vegetarian chef to cook for me. I think the food should be ready by now. I hope that the Great Master can give me some face and taste the specialties of Ping Yang City."

Monk Chang Geng listened and was very pleased. He smiled and said, "Then I shall accept your invitation. Sect Leader Ou, please."

Ou Peng was overjoyed and said, "I will lead the way. Great Master, please lead the way."

Monk Chang Geng said, "Sect Leader Ou, please."

At this point in the Martial Arts Exhibition, there was nothing left for the Dalin Temple to do. Those who should have won had won and those who should not have lost had lost. The Misty School disciples still had other competitions that had yet to be carried out. However, the middle and upper management of the Misty School had accompanied the Dalin Temple disciples to roam. Naturally, the competitions could not be carried out and could only be carried out another day.

When Zhang Xiaohua left the reed mat shelter and returned to the square, she was naturally treated like a hero. All the disciples wanted to say a few words to her and get familiar with her. Everyone knew that this fellow had brought honor to the Misty School and would definitely be appreciated by the Sect Leader. Her future in the Misty School would definitely be bright. If they did not build a good relationship with her now, when would they?

Hence, they kept calling her "Junior Brother" and "Brother". Everyone had forgotten that Zhang Xiaohua was still not a disciple of the Misty School.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua really understood the situation that Zhang Xiaohu was in when he first arrived at the Misty School. Those enthusiastic faces were filled with sincerity and there was not a trace of hypocrisy. If not for the fact that she did not know them at all, wouldn't others have thought that she was their brother who had chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper offerings to kowtow to them?

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