Chapter 980

"Well said." Great Master Chang Geng smiled as if he didn't care at all.

At this moment, a sudden gust of cold wind blew, making everyone's hair stand on end. Zhang Xiaohua frowned. It was almost noon, and the weather was cool. Moreover, the Dalin Temple was in the mountains, surrounded by trees, so it was normal for there to be cold winds blowing from time to time.

However, this gust of cold wind was obviously different from the past. It was bone-chilling and shouldn't have appeared at this time.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to release her divine sense in front of the two Dalin Temple elders, who were most likely immortals. She could only raise her head and look in the direction of the gust of cold wind.

The two Great Masters were also shocked. They waved their hands and ordered a disciple to go there.

The two Great Masters chatted with Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohua for a while. Although the two Great Masters wanted to get some useful information from Zhang Xiaohua and Meng, it was a pity that they didn't want to talk. Even if they wanted to talk, neither of them was a disciple of the Incense Cult. There were many things that even they didn't know, so how could they satisfy the two elders' curiosity?

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua and Meng were so tight-lipped, Great Master Chang Geng was quite disappointed. He waved his hand and a disciple came forward and bowed. "Reporting to the two Martial Uncles, the Arhat Formation has been set up. Please enter the formation, young benefactor!"

"Good, you can leave for now!"

Great Master Chang Geng ordered the disciple to leave. He turned to Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Ren Shaoxia, the formation has been set up. Please enter the formation, Shaoxia, and fulfill Abbess Jing Yi's long-cherished wish!"

Zhang Xiaohua looked up and saw that the square in front of the Dalin Temple had been cleared. There were eighteen monks of different heights and sizes, but they were all wearing the same clothes. They held bronze rods in their hands and stood in a strange formation.

The age difference between these 63 people was not that big. Each of them had a soaring aura. When these auras mixed together, it gave off an irresistible feeling. No one dared to underestimate them.

"Grandmaster, you … actually sent out eighteen disciples of your esteemed temple to set up a formation to deal with a mere guardian disciple like me, isn't that …"

The Great Master Chang Geng laughed and said, "Who in Jianghu believes in fairness?

Back then, Abbess Jing Yi easily broke this Arhat Formation. Don't tell me you're backing out? "

"Retreat?"

Zhang Xiaohua laughed involuntarily and said, "That's not necessary. It's just that disciple is only a guardian disciple. How can my martial arts be compared to my family's Jiaozhu Daren who has received the inheritance?"

"Then, young benefactor … what do you want to say?"

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and said with a smile, "With Jiaozhu Daren as a precedent, this disciple will follow suit this time and make a bet with Grandmaster. What do you think?"

"Huh?

What does young benefactor want to bet? "Grandmaster Chang Xing was stunned at first, then he asked," Then, young benefactor, there's no harm in saying it! "

"Hehe, then this disciple won't be polite," Zhang Xiaohua laughed inwardly, but on the surface, he asked, "What does the Dalin Temple want to bet?"

"This … since you're a guest from afar, I'll ask Ren Shaoxia to tell me first. As long as I can do it, I'll definitely do my best to agree."

Hearing Grandmaster Chang Xing's words, Zhang Xiaohua's heart calmed down. He thought for a moment and said, "I've long heard that your esteemed temple's Sutra Pavilion has secret martial arts manuals that can shock the world. If I may be so bold, I'd like to ask Grandmaster to allow this disciple to enter the Sutra Pavilion and borrow a secret manual to read!"

"That's impossible!"

Grandmaster Chang Xing immediately shook his head. "Your esteemed temple and my temple are both great sects with ten thousand years of inheritance. My temple has the Sutra Pavilion, and your esteemed temple also has the Technique Inheritance Pavilion. My temple's inner strength cultivation techniques might not be comparable to your esteemed temple's cultivation techniques. Young benefactor, why do you want to seek something far away?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled bitterly and said, "Grandmaster should understand that our temple has always prioritized female disciples. Most of the secret manuals in the temple are for women. This disciple … although I've read some of them, none of them are suitable. I thank Grandmaster for his benevolence."

Grandmaster Chang Xing still shook his head.

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and said, "Then … Grandmaster, can you lend me a sword or staff secret manual to read?"

"Young benefactor, you're being too greedy. The sword techniques in the Sutra Pavilion are also secret manuals passed down through the Dalin Temple. How can they be passed down to outsiders?"

"Then, this disciple can just find an ordinary staff or hammer technique manual. That should be fine, right?" Zhang Xiaohua probed.

"This …" Grandmaster Chang Xing was somewhat hesitant. He changed the subject and asked, "Young benefactor, what will you use as the wager?"

Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head and said with a smile, "If I lose, I'll never set foot in the Dalin Temple again. What do you think?"

"Pfft." Meng was drinking tea when it spat it out. 'What … What kind of wager is this?'

When it heard Grandmaster Chang Xing's words, Meng felt that it was inconceivable. Now that Zhang Xiaohua had actually learned it, how could Meng not spit out its tea?

"Young benefactor, you must be joking!"

Grandmaster Chang Xing said with a smile, "Back then, Nun Jing Yi was a disciple of inheritance and was also a candidate for the next head of the temple. Our Dalin Temple gave her face and made a wager with her. Nun Jing Yi's wager should be her dignity as the next head of the Incense Cult!

Young benefactor, you don't seem to have such an advantage! "

"Alas, then … Forget it."

Zhang Xiaohua's expression was lonely. She shook her head and said, "Although the head of the temple repeatedly ordered me to deliver this jade slip to Grandmaster Chang Sheng, but … a general is in the field, and the monarch's orders cannot be obeyed. I didn't think that the rumors in Jianghu were wrong. The threshold to enter the Dalin Temple is too high. It's fine if I don't enter.

Grandmaster Chang Xing was unmoved. He nodded and said, "Young benefactor's words are reasonable. However, this wasn't deliberately set up by our Dalin Temple. It was your honorable Nun Jing Yi's idea. If young benefactor doesn't want to … This poor monk won't force you."

Zhang Xiaohua despised him in her heart. She scratched her chin and said, "Alas, this is the first time I've come out as a disciple of a guardian. If I don't meet the guardian disciples of your honorable temple, I'll feel like I'm missing something …"

Grandmaster Chang Xing looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a smile and didn't say anything.

"Forget it!"

Zhang Xiaohua stomped her feet and took out a book from her bosom. She said, "This is the inner strength cultivation method bestowed by the head of the temple. Although it's not the top cultivation method of my Incense Cult, it's still a first-class technique in Jianghu. I'm not talented, but I'm willing to use this as a wager in exchange for a chance to enter the Sutra Depository!"

She then asked, "Grandmaster Chang Xing, what do you think?"

Grandmaster Chang Xing glanced at Great Master Chang Geng. The two of them exchanged glances and nodded. "Since young benefactor admires our Dalin Temple's martial arts so much, this old monk will make an exception. However, this old monk must say that if young benefactor wins, you can only look for things that don't involve inner strength cultivation methods in the Sutra Depository. You can only look at them in the Dalin Temple. You can't copy them or take them out of the Dalin Temple!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded. "That's how it should be. If I lose, the inner strength cultivation method will be the same!"

Hearing this, Grandmaster Chang Xing smiled bitterly. She was right. If one memorized the staff and sword techniques well, they could be memorized in a day or a few days. How could one memorize inner strength cultivation methods in such a short time?

If Zhang Xiaohua remembered a single word wrongly, it would be a matter of life and death. In that case, Zhang Xiaohua would be at an advantage. Of course, if Grandmaster Chang Xing was serious, he could take a liking to him for a month. However, could Dalin Temple afford to lose face?

Then, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and handed the book over. "Grandmaster is an eminent monk. I'll leave this book with you for now."

Grandmaster Chang Xing waved his hand. "No need. It won't be too late to wait until the matter is settled!"

"Alright!"

Zhang Xiaohua put away the book and squinted at the eighteen monks standing in the square. She said, "Then … this disciple will enter the array and try?"

"En. Young benefactor, please enter the array!"

Grandmaster Chang Xing said again. "If young benefactor knows that you're no match for them, you can just throw down your sword. Our Dalin Temple will not take advantage of the victory to pursue and attack!"

"Thank you for your mercy, Grandmaster!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and walked into the Arhat Array with Hannya in her hand.

When the eighteen monks saw Zhang Xiaohua enter the array, they all held their staffs and put their palms together. They said in unison, "Young benefactor, please give us some pointers!"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. She thought to herself, "If I make a move now and can knock down one of them, won't this Arhat Array be broken?"

Of course, this thought only flashed through her mind. She also cupped her fists and said, "Seniors of the Dalin Temple, please give us some pointers!"

After both sides finished greeting each other, the monks immediately held their staffs in their hands. Their eyes flashed fiercely. The eighteen monks were divided into two groups. Like butterflies, they wandered around. The staffs in their hands constantly knocked on the ground as they walked, making irritating sounds!

"This …" Zhang Xiaohua was slightly taken aback when he saw that the eighteen monks were circling around him instead of attacking him. However, when he heard the voice, he came to a realization. He activated God's Guidance slightly, and the discomfort in his mind was immediately swept away.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua released a little bit of his Divine Sense. In fact, ever since he saw Monk Kongchan, Zhang Xiaohua had been very careful to hide his cultivation and Divine Sense. On the other hand, he also raised his vigilance to see if there was any Divine Sense around him. However, when Grandmaster Chang Xing and Great Master Chang Geng appeared and talked for a long time, he did not see any Divine Sense. Perhaps the two Grandmasters were self-conscious, or perhaps they did not put him in their eyes at all. Of course, it was also possible that the two Grandmasters did not cultivate Divine Sense!

However, no matter what, since he had already entered the array, Zhang Xiaohua could only release his Divine Sense a few feet. There should not be too much of a problem.

Within her Divine Sense, Zhang Xiaohua was keenly aware that although the essence of the world in the Dalin Temple was not as rich as that of the Fragrance Cult, it was still much stronger than usual. Although the essence of the world had begun to recover, it would take several years or even decades to recover to the same level as that of the Dalin Temple.

Furthermore, Zhang Xiaohua also sensed that although the eighteen monks in this Arhat Array had martial cultivation, their movements were rather methodical and their rhythmic tapping sounds were actually able to stir up the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, gradually drawing the Yuan Qi in the array towards them …

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