"It is indeed a great inheritance school, and it is no joke to stand for thousands of years!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua admired it from the bottom of her heart.
There are five schools of Immortal Dao, and Zhang Xiaohua has seen three schools now, among which the Misty School is the one he has the deepest affection for and the one with the closest fate, but it is also the worst among these three schools, basically only Martial Arts There are only a few forbidden places in the Misty Villa that show that the Misty Sect is related to the Immortal Dao. Even the sect leader, Ou Peng, is only at the martial arts level, and not at the peak level, without even a trace of spiritual consciousness. .
Looking back at Chuanxiang Sect, imprints of immortality can be seen everywhere. Zhang Xiaohua's series of fairy fates were all achieved in Chuanxiang Sect, and the leader of Chuanxiang Sect, Master Jingyi, is even more of an immortal Qi refiner. What about Dalin Temple? Although I haven't seen Master Changsheng yet, just looking at the vitality of heaven and earth in Dalin Temple, and then looking at a few ordinary disciples who protect the Dharma, they can interfere with the vitality of heaven and earth by using the formation of martial arts. Say?
Chuanxiang Sect respects female disciples, and inheritance is also harsh, while Dalin Temple only accepts male disciples. Although men and women are equal in this world, men's cultivation aptitude is several times stronger than women's, and men who can cultivate are even stronger. It is hundreds of times more than women, so, based on this, the strength of Dalin Temple should be higher than Chuanxiang Sect. Of course, it is difficult for Zhang Xiaohua to speculate on the mysterious Tianlong Sect. After all, he has only seen Qin Shiyue , and the Jiao King of the seas!
"Oh, by the way, I don't know how this Xiaoyue and that Gillian are doing now? They won't both be buried in the sea!"
All of a sudden, Zhang Xiaohua was distracted.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua's eyes were a little dull, the monks in the Arhat formation were overjoyed, thinking they had a chance, Zhang Xiaohua was bewildered by the sound of the stick, one of the monks immediately raised the long stick, and immediately struck it down!
The long stick was full of momentum, not only did it drive the sound of the wind, but also the little vitality of heaven and earth in the formation swarmed towards the tip of the stick. Afterimages, struck in front of his eyes, he exerted a little force on his feet, trying to dodge with Misty Steps, but just after exerting force, his heart was moved: "Master Chang Geng has been to the Misty Sect, and he has also seen the Martial Arts Competition, my Misty Steps must be his I also know that if I use it here, it means that I am the kid he has seen before? Even if he can't confirm it, he must know about his relationship with the Misty Sect!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua's feet were stunned, and at this time, the wooden stick was already in front of her eyes, Zhang Xiaohua didn't hesitate, she raised the Prajna to block her eyes, and from what he thought, although the long stick made no noise Small, but the strength of the stick is limited after all. Although I am in a hurry, it should be more than enough.
Unexpectedly, when the long stick hit Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt a shock, and there was an unparalleled force from the long stick, which almost knocked out Prajna from his hand!
"Ouch!" Zhang Xiaohua was startled, before she could think about it, she clenched her hand tightly, and loosened it with force, there was a muffled sound of "Keng", Prajna was hit back, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be hit by a boulder, and she backed up several steps in a row However, before he could stand still, the sound of "woo woo" sounded again, and the monk behind Zhang Xiaohua also raised his stick and hit him on the back of the head mercilessly.
Fortunately, when the long stick in front was hit, it immediately retracted without chasing, Zhang Xiaohua was free now, turned slightly sideways, and used Prajna to block the long stick behind her!
This time Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to be negligent, she used 70% of her strength to block the long stick, still with the same huge force as before, Zhang Xiaohua's arm was slightly sore from the shock, and she took a few steps back with her strength, wanting to Eliminate force. Unexpectedly, at the left arm, there was another long stick following the second stick.
"Dizzy!" After Zhang Xiaohua caught the third stick, she felt horrified: "Is there a mistake? Why is this Dalin Temple monk so brave? Everyone's arms have tens of thousands of catties of strength? This With this level of strength, how can you not dominate the world?"
Unknowingly, Zhang Xiaohua's longing for Dalin Temple is like a torrent of water
However, he is in the formation and cannot use lightness kung fu, so he can only raise Prajna to face it head-on!
It was time for another cup of tea, and Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how many sticks he had received. Fortunately, he has always been good at strength, and Beidou Shenquan must be practiced every day, but he can handle it. However, after such a long time, Zhang Xiaohua noticed the strangeness again.
One is that although there are eighteen monks in this Arhat formation, there is only one person who attacks Zhang Xiaohua each time, and the others do not participate.
The second is that the strength of each stick is the same, that is to say, the strength of the eighteen monks is the same. It's nothing, butAs time went by, the strength of the stick also gradually decreased. What made Zhang Xiaohua very puzzled was that the strength of the eighteen monks also decreased in general. Could it be Zhang Xiaohua didn't feel thoughtful.
Then, Zhang Xiaohua expanded his consciousness slightly, but after a long time, he discovered the strangeness, and saw that when a monk raised his stick, two slight, very mysterious fluctuations came from both sides of him. Come, and after he struck out the long stick, there was a fainter wave from him to the monks on both sides of him. After careful observation, in the entire Arhat formation, among the eighteen monks, Faintly, there is this strange fluctuation that has been transmitted non-stop!
"Understood!" Zhang Xiaohua's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is the legendary force transmission. In internal strength, one can transmit one's internal force to others through hands or other parts, so that one's own internal force can be used by others within a certain period of time, or by oneself. Use other people's meridians to attack other people, such as beating cattle across the mountain. And this martial arts senior in Dalin Temple is even more powerful. He created this Arhat formation, which can link everyone's energy together, using the energy of eighteen people. Together, attack one person!"
"Oh, I can resist these eighteen people. What if there are twenty-eight or one hundred and eight people? How can I resist? Even, if there are ten thousand people in the Arhat formation, how can this Dalin Temple Is it because there are no rivals in the Jianghu? Perhaps only the means of immortality can deal with it!"
Zhang Xiaohua suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. It seems to be thinking of what Master Changxing said just now: "Seeing that you are still young, you won't use the real big formation!"
Of course, after receiving the attack of these eighteen monks again, the strength has gradually weakened, and Zhang Xiaohua gradually has a sense in his heart. Since he entered the battle, the monks of Dalin Temple first disturbed the gods with the sound of sticks, and then With a long stick, Zhang Xiaohua was overwhelmed with one stick after another, and Zhang Xiaohua was overwhelmed. Between the sticks, the strength of the eighteen monks circulated. If Zhang Xiaohua beat them like this If this kind of cooperation is broken, or if you persist until the strength of the eighteen monks is exhausted, the arhat battle will be defeated by itself!
This principle is understandable, but if it is really going to be done, it will be really embarrassing in the eyes of others, because the eighteen long sticks in the Arhat formation cooperate with each other tacitly, one stick after another, seamlessly, and there is no room for breathing. You go to fight back, but you have to fight against eighteen, and you will exhaust your strength for a lifetime, ordinary people don't even think about it. It is estimated that Mrs. Jing Yi also relied on her exquisite swordsmanship and Chuanxiangjiao's lightness skills to gain a slight advantage from the stick, so as to break the tacit understanding of the Arhat formation and win the final victory!
However, for Zhang Xiaohua, these two methods of breaking the formation are as easy as drinking water. When he understands the true meaning of the Arhat formation, he naturally has a plan in his heart to exhaust the strength of the eighteen monks. It was really time-consuming, and he still had two more tests to pass in the future, so it was useful to save his strength. As for lightness kung fu and swordsmanship, Zhang Xiaohua herself didn't want to make a fool of herself, so the only thing left was to defeat the enemy with strength.
Just heard Zhang Xiaohua let out a long laugh, and said: "Thank you to all the brothers in Dalin Temple for your guidance, I'm going to make a move!"
Just as he was talking, a long stick came from under his arm, Zhang Xiaohua swung Prajna horizontally, and cut down obliquely with his luck. The monk who went to the other side wanted to make a move, Prajna didn't stop, just waved it, and with a sound of "woo", before the monk had released his stick, he just hit his long stick, seeing that Prajna predicted the enemy Yu Xian, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the monk was startled, his long stick trembled slightly, before the strength of the other seventeen monks had fully recovered, he just struck out, unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaohua lightly pressed Prajna Lightly hitting his long stick, and then turning his body to one side, Hannya was the first to hit another disciple who was about to throw a stick!
"Ah!" The disciple was even more anxious, he followed the Arhat Formation, and he was going to be the next one, and the order was not the same every time, so he couldn't believe that Zhang Xiaohua was in his absence. Before you prepare, you attack your eyes.
He also had to fight back, as long as he swung the long stick, he was about to strike, but he didn't need to rush this strike, the flow of the whole energy would be interrupted, this stick only had his own strength, how could he compare with Zhang Compared with Xiaohua's Prajna?
Seeing that he was about to be hit by Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna, he heard a praise from outside the formation: "Good trick! The little benefactor, not only has profound internal skills, but also has a meticulous mind. He can guess which disciple made the move, and survived in danger. I can still have such a calm mind in my heart. Even Mrs. Jingyi back then is not as good as her!"
Hearing Master Changxing's words, Zhang Xiaohua was actually holding the Prajna epee, and said with a smile: "Where, Master Master is as wise as the sea, which is not comparable to disciples. It is also a fluke to find the way to crack the Arhat Formation." Fortunately!"
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