Chapter 978

Kong Jian felt his arm go numb and he almost lost his grip on the bronze hammer in his hand. He was shocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He immediately channeled his inner energy into his Dantian and channeled it into the meridians in his hand. He forcefully stabilized the bronze hammer in his hand. Then, he clenched his teeth and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He exerted strength in his arms and forcefully shook the hammer outwards!

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to know that he was going to use force. She gently pulled out the Great Wisdom Sword in her right hand. With a "woo" sound, Kong Jian's bronze hammer hit empty air. The bronze hammer could not hit anything and immediately flew out of his hand …

"Ah?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua had blocked his bronze hammer, Kong Jian was shocked. He was even more shocked when Zhang Xiaohua made his arm go numb with a single blow. Now, Kong Jian could only feel horror in his heart!

To be able to block his bronze hammer, the sword embryo must weigh at least a few thousand pounds. It should be about the same weight as his bronze hammer. Even Kong Jian himself could not lift his bronze hammer so easily!

How could he not be shocked when he saw Zhang Xiaohua easily pull out the heavy sword from his bronze hammer as if it was a piece of straw?

However, when Kong Jian saw the hammer flying out of his hand and the shocked expressions of the surrounding disciples, he clenched his teeth and reached into his bosom to take out something. Right at this moment, a clear voice sounded, "Kong Jian, what are you doing?"

The voice was not loud, as if the person who spoke was still far away. However, it was extremely clear, as if the person was speaking beside one's ear. When Kong Jian heard it, he immediately took out his empty hands from his robe and put his palms together. He said respectfully, "Greetings, Senior Kong Chan."

"Bang, bang." Two muffled sounds were heard. Kong Jian's two bronze hammers fell to the ground!

"Kong Jian, why aren't you training in the martial arts field? Why aren't you studying Buddhist scriptures in the meditation room? Why are you here at the mountain gate?"

This sentence was different from the previous one. From the sound of it, it was already close. Zhang Xiaohua looked up and saw a monk in his forties wearing a moon-white monk robe standing in the mountains not far away. He was looking at them expressionlessly.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, I was originally practicing martial arts in the martial arts field, but when I saw the alarm signal in front of the mountain gate, I came to take a look. I didn't expect that someone would come to my Dalin Temple to make trouble. Hee hee, Senior Brother Kong Chan, this person is very powerful. Look, my copper hammer was knocked down by him. It's exactly what Senior Brother wanted to do!" Kong Jian reported with a smile, trying to show off his cleverness.

Sure enough, Senior Brother Kong Chan shook his head slightly and ignored him. He turned his head and said, "This poor monk is Kong Chan of the Dalin Temple. I wonder why benefactor is causing a disturbance in front of my Dalin Temple?"

"Hee hee, after beating up the younger generation, the older generation came. After beating up the younger generation, the older generation came!"

Zhang Xiaohua was repeatedly delayed and was angry. She sneered and said, "I am Ren Xiaoyao, a guardian disciple of the Incense Cult. I accompanied my Senior Sister Mo Nonggong Zi Xia to the Dalin Temple to deliver the invitation. You don't want us to meet you politely, but the disciples of your Dalin Temple have repeatedly obstructed us. I really don't know which sect's rules are these. Do you want Ren to break into the Dalin Temple and tear apart the harmony between the two sects?"

"Incense Cult?

Guardian disciple? "Kong Chan's face changed and he said angrily," Kong Jian, is what Ren Shaoxia said true? "

Seeing his Senior Brother getting angry, Kong Jian stuck out his tongue and said in a low voice, "That's what he said, but … but I've never heard of any Protector Disciple of the Fragrant Religion, and … and there's still more than a year before the disciples of the Fragrant Religion come out.

They must be imposters! "

"You …" Kong Chan said angrily, "Since they met us politely, we of the Dalin Temple have to respond with politeness. You are making trouble like this, aren't you losing face for the Dalin Temple? Whether or not Ren Shaoxia is a disciple of the Incense Cult, you are being rude.

Go, go to the Discipline Hall and receive your punishment. Otherwise, I will report this matter to the Abbot! "

"Don't … Senior Brother, please calm down. I … I will go to the Discipline Hall. Senior Brother, please don't tell the Abbot!"

Kong Jian was shocked and begged for mercy. He took the two bronze hammers and ran down the mountain path.

"Ren Shaoxia, please forgive him. He is the youngest disciple of the Kong generation. He has always been naughty and mischievous, but … he is intelligent and born with divine strength, so … hee hee, if he is wrong, this poor monk will apologize on his behalf!" Kong Chan said and bowed.

"Don't mention it," Zhang Xiaohua saw Kong Chan's humility and smiled, "Young people are full of vigor. It is the nature of a young man."

"That's good!"

Kong Chan said with a smile, "However, Ren Shaoxia said that he is a disciple of the Incense Cult. This poor monk is also suspicious. So, please show me your token, Ren Shaoxia!"

"That … Martial Uncle, Ren Shaoxia's token is with me …"

The disciple who took the waist token slowly walked out of the crowd and raised the waist token.

"Ridiculous!"

Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao had indeed taken out the token, Kong Chan did not dare to be negligent. He jumped down from the mountain. The moon-white figure was like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit. The momentum and posture were quite different from the Incense Cult's Qinggong!

Unable to land on the ground, Kong Chan made a grabbing motion. The token flew out of the disciple's hand and landed in Kong Chan's hand!

"Dragon Controlling Hand!" Several junior disciples exclaimed in a low voice, their eyes filled with envy.

Kong Chan took the waist token in his hand and examined it carefully. He handed it back to the disciple and scolded, "The disciple of the Incense Cult took out the waist token. Why didn't you send it to the temple earlier?

Why are you still here watching the fun! "

"Martial Uncle, please calm down. It's Martial Uncle Kong Jian …"

Without waiting for the disciple to finish, Kong Chan waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Quickly send it to the temple and present it to the abbot. Consider it as making up for your mistakes!"

"Yes." The disciple did not dare to be negligent. He turned around and flew down.

After that, Kong Chan smiled and said, "The Dalin Temple is as famous as your cult. However, unlike your cult, we have the Great Protective Array that can protect us from the harassment of the common people of Jianghu. Every day, there are more than one or two people who come to our Dalin Temple to become famous. Therefore, the patrolling disciples are really … Haha, I've neglected Ren Shaoxia and Zixia … Miss!"

"It's fine." In the dream, Zhang Xiaohua was blocked again and again. He was unhappy and said, "Although our Incense Cult has the Great Protective Array, we still treat the disciples of other sects with respect …"

Kong Chan smiled bitterly and raised his hand to invite them, "Your cult and my cult have been friends for thousands of years. Haha, it's not polite to say more. Please, Miss Zixia, Ren Shaoxia, this poor monk will accompany you to the temple!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and the two of them followed Kong Chan down the mountain path.

At the bottom of the mountain path was a very wide open space. At the end of the open space was an antique temple built against the mountain. The antique architecture, the ancient aura, and the faint smell of incense showed that the temple was not ordinary.

In front of the temple, there were many monks dressed in different colors. They were either practicing spears and sticks, or practicing martial arts. Some of them were gathered together to discuss their experiences. It was a lively scene.

When they reached the middle of the square, Zhang Xiaohua saw that on the plaque at the entrance of the temple, there were three ancient characters: "Dalin Temple". Each stroke contained a different artistic conception. It was as majestic as the words on the archway of the Misty Mountain Villa.

"Dong, dong, dong …" A melodious bell sounded. The disciples practicing martial arts in front of the temple were surprised. At this time, the monks noticed Zhang Xiaohua and Dream in the middle of the square. They were puzzled and immediately packed up. Some walked quickly into the temple while others found a place to stand.

"Miss Zixia, Ren Shaoxia, this is the welcoming bell of the Dalin Temple. It is specially used to welcome guests …"

Dream's face was covered by a white veil and her expression could not be seen. However, Zhang Xiaohua's face was full of smiles. Kong Chan was one of the few second-generation disciples of the Dalin Temple and naturally knew about the Cult of Incense. When he saw Dream's waist token, he knew that she was the true messenger of the Cult of Incense. She came on the orders of the Cult of Incense. If the Dalin Temple stopped her for no reason, it would be a laughing stock. Therefore, he had to be patient and try to remedy the situation. Of course, at this time, he was muttering in his heart, "How can a disciple of the Cult of Incense appear in Jianghu at this time?"

After more than ten bells, the door of the Dalin Temple opened and a short old monk wearing a kasaya walked out. His beard and eyebrows were white and he was a little short. Behind him was another monk dressed in the same way but was much taller. Following the appearance of the two monks, there were other monks in different robes. They held wooden fish and other objects in their hands. It seemed like a very grand ceremony.

When he saw the two old monks in front of him, a strange expression appeared on Zhang Xiaohua's face. He didn't know the one in front, but wasn't the one behind Dalin Temple's law enforcement elder, Master Changgeng?

"Miss Zixia, Ren Shaoxia, in front of you is the Law Enforcement Elder of the Dalin Temple's Arhat Hall, Great Master Chang Geng, and the Law Enforcement Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, Great Master Chang Geng. Please come and greet them!"

Kong Chan introduced and led the two of them to come forward.

Without waiting for them to come closer, Zhang Xiaohua and Dream cupped their fists and bowed. "Disciples of the Fragrant Cult, Zixia and Ren Xiaoyao, greet Great Master Chang Geng and Great Master Chang Geng!"

When Great Master Chang Geng saw Zhang Xiaohua, he was slightly stunned. He felt that she looked familiar but he smiled and put his palms together to return the greeting. Great Master Chang Geng smiled and said, "The Fragrant Cult has not been in the pugilistic world for a long time and we have not had the chance to meet Abbess Jing Yi. How has she been in the past five years?"

"Reporting to Great Master Chang Geng, our cult master is doing well. We are here to send an invitation to the Dalin Temple and invite the Dalin Temple to our Lingxiang Peak to participate in the martial arts convention!" Dream raised her head and said.

Next, Zhang Xiaohua stepped forward, took out the jade slip from his bosom, and handed it over.

"Martial arts convention?

Are you going to Lingering Fragrance Peak to participate in the martial arts tournament? "

Master Changxing wasn't the only one who was surprised. Even the monks who heard this were shocked. However, before Master Changxing could ask, Zhang Xiaohua stepped forward. When Master Changxing saw that it was Zhang Xiaohua who handed over the jade slip instead of Zixia, he was stunned. He glanced at Zhang Xiaohua before turning to Great Master Chang Geng. He smiled and said, "It seems that Abbess Jingyi is still brooding over what happened in the past …"

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