"Amitabha, the little monk is rude!"

The monks in the formation accepted the wooden sticks, folded their hands and bowed to Qin Lan.

Qin Lan smiled bitterly on her face, and bowed back:

"The Eighteen Bronze Arhat Formations of Buddhism really live up to their reputation, but my skills are not as good as others."

Having said that, the boy's eyes still sparkled with unwillingness.

The monk at the head said with a smile: "The host has specially explained, let me wait every morning to practice the "Arhat Array", if the donor wants to observe or still want to break into the formation, just come over every morning." ”

Qin Lan nodded, thanked him, and sat on the ground to recover his spiritual power.

And Ye Xiaoxiao was constantly treating Qin Lan's wounds on the side, and after a while, a layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her white forehead, she wiped her sleeves, looked at the embarrassed young man in front of her, felt a little distressed, and said angrily:

"Why are you working so hard, it's not like you can succeed in a day or two......"

Qin Lan looked resolute and said:

"On the path of cultivation, I have to go all out every day, if I don't fight, no one will fight for me!"

Ye Xiaoxiao was silent when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say for a while

It is when he was a nineteen-year-old boy that some people were carefree and chose to be ordinary people and live their lives comfortably, and some people were gifted, blessed with the protection of the sect, and they thrived like a small tree.

And Qin Lan, in the face of such a behemoth as the Five Gods Temple, he resolutely chose to bear the hatred and hope of Fengyun Pavilion

Perhaps, he didn't have a choice from the start......

As the morning passed, Qin Lan and Ye Xiaoxiao's day began to be completely consistent with the monks in the temple, sitting quietly after lunch and chanting Buddhist scriptures after dinner.

At first, I felt a little bored, but as time passed, the two encouraged each other, but they didn't feel bored, neither of them was dressed as a Buddha, and the monks chanted together when they were very eye-catching, but this became a unique scenery in the eyes of pilgrims in this Maha ancient temple, and was regarded as a strange news and relished.

In the early morning of this day, Qin Lan sat in the martial arts arena in the temple to watch the eighteen bronze people form a formation, only to see that the monks were scattered, the formation was continuous, and the surging was endless, and one of them might feel mediocre when looking at one of them dancing sticks alone, but when dancing sticks together with eighteen people, this formation seemed to come to life, just like the real Buddhism Arhat, and the dancing stick subdued demons.

Qin Lan gestured with a wooden stick in his hand, the expression on his face was sometimes confused, sometimes suddenly, as if he was enchanted, and it was even a little scary to look at from the side.

The early sun rises high, hanging above everyone's heads, it is already June, the beginning of summer has passed, and the weather is gradually getting hotter.

Ye Xiaoxiao is in a green dress, the skirt is swaying with the breeze, revealing a bit of agility, her eyes are like water, like a woman walking out of a painting, even if Qin Lan and her are already so familiar, at first glance you will still feel amazing.

"Well, eat some watermelon."

Ye Xiaoxiao was holding half a watermelon in her hand, her cheeks were like snow, and she was playing with it, adding a bit of playfulness to her out of thin air.

Qin Lan took the watermelon, only to see that the flesh inside and outside had been dug up, leaving only the middle one, which was red, which made Qin Lan's heart warm.

A spoon was lying quietly on it, Ye Xiaoxiao saw that Qin Lan didn't move his mouth for a long time, deliberately lengthened his voice, and said:

"No—no one will dislike the spoon I've used—"

Qin Lan's face was panicked, and then she saw that Ye Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes had bent into a crescent moon at the moment, and she knew that she was being tricked by her again, rolled her eyes, took a spoon and began to dig up the watermelon, and continued to look at the Luohan Formation.

Ye Xiaoxiao restrained his smile a little and asked softly:

"Do you see anything?"

Qin Lan first nodded, then shook his head, and said:

"I just understood a large part of it, and there are still a few subtleties that I haven't studied."

Qin Lan had a wry smile on her face again, and laughed at herself:

"Am I stupid, I haven't understood this Arhat formation for half a month."

Ye Xiaoxiao was a little speechless, if he said that Qin Lan was stupid, I am afraid that there are few people with long brains in the world.

You must know that the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Array existed long before the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it has been inherited in Buddhism for thousands of years.

Ye Xiaoxiaoyu patted Qin Lan's head with her hand and said angrily:

"You, you're just too anxious, obviously you're very powerful, you have to put so much pressure on yourself."

Qin Lan smirked twice and continued to concentrate on the Luohan Formation.

Seeing Qin Lan's youthful appearance, Ye Xiaoxiao also smiled contentedly

In the past half a month in the Maha Ancient Temple, although the daily days are monotonous and boring, they are unexpectedly quiet and relaxing, as if the walls erected around the temple also shield Qin Lan and Ye Xiaoxiao from the wind and rain from the outside

Under the influence of such an atmosphere, Qin Lan was no longer as cold as before, and the expression on his face also increased, and he finally had a little bit of what he should look like at his age

If she could, she really wanted Qin Lan to continue like this all the time......

Suddenly, Qin Lan's eyes lit up, and the trajectory of the wooden stick in his hand froze slightly, and then became smooth

Gradually, Qin Lan's movements became faster and faster, and the shadow of the stick was heavy, enveloping his original figure, and there were bursts of explosive air around him between the whistling.

Ye Xiaoxiao hurriedly retreated, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment

This guy ...... Is this enlightened ......?

In the small courtyard, under the Bodhi tree, Maha Ancestor felt something, looked up at the temple, and muttered:

"What a Qin Lan, what an amazing little guy......"

Qin Lan flipped the wooden stick in his hand, waved, swept it, or picked it, his black hair was flying at this time, and his eyes were shining, obviously he had entered a realm of selflessness.

The stick walks with his heart, as light as a feather floating in the water, as heavy as Mount Tai pressing on the top, Qin Lan's spirit and spirit are united at this moment, and his own momentum has reached a peak, and the movements between the movements are smooth like flowing water, and every stop has great might!

After a long time, the light in Qin Lan's eyes slowly faded, and the strong wind around him also dispersed, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the joy on his face was even more difficult to suppress.

"Ye Xiaoxiao, you are really my lucky star!"

Qin Lan walked up to Ye Xiaoxiao with big strides, and gave her a big hug before she could react.

"Qin Lan, you're hugging too tightly......"

Ye Xiaoxiao's face flushed and muttered in a low voice, but she didn't push Qin Lan away and let him hold him like this.

After a while, Qin Lan buried her head in Ye Xiaoxiao's hair and sniffed greedily before reluctantly letting go of Ye Xiaoxiao's soft waist branch.

Ye Xiaoxiao's cheeks were crimson, she glanced at Qin Lan fiercely, and turned around with the watermelon in her arms.

"Hey, don't go, I haven't eaten enough watermelon......"

Qin Lan shouted reluctantly behind him and followed quickly.

Behind Qin Lan, a group of monks stopped practicing martial arts, one by one, dumbfounded, stunned, for a long time, a monk weakly asked:

"If I'm not mistaken, wasn't Master Qin practicing the essence of my Eighteen Bronze Arhat Formation just now?"

The other monk looked stunned, and had not yet come out of the shock just now, and replied in a daze:

"I think so......"

There was another wave of exclamation

Unexpectedly, the essence of the first strange array of Buddhism throughout the ages was actually figured out by a nineteen-year-old boy in only half a month......

The talent is different, and the peerless Tianjiao is no different!

Qin Lan obviously didn't have such a consciousness, he was more concerned now about whether it was because he was too excited just now and annoyed Ye Xiaoxiao.

Catching up with Ye Xiaoxiao, knocking on the side, trying left and right, it wasn't until Ye Xiaoxiao was amused by his nervous appearance that Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, Qin Lan once again practiced the stick technique he had learned during the day in his residence, and after a while, Qin Lan was sweating profusely, and after careful carving over and over again, this stick method became more and more perfect in Qin Lan's hands.

I don't know when, Ye Xiaoxiao stood at the door of Qin Lan's small courtyard, her beautiful eyes glowing with soft light, and asked:

"Do you want to fight tomorrow?"

Qin Lan nodded lightly and said:

"It's been too long to stay here, it's time to go"

Ye Xiaoxiao said in a daze:

"If I could, I would like this to go on forever......"

Qin Lan understood the meaning of Ye Xiaoxiao's words, if he succeeded in breaking through the battle tomorrow, it would also mean that this Maha Ancestor would return the "Demon Slaying Vajra" to him, and the next step was to take away the dragon nail on the mountain peak and leave this place.

I don't know when I will be able to have a quiet life like this again......

Qin Lan suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart, what virtue could he have to let a perfect girl like Ye Xiaoxiao accompany him on this road of no return for revenge......

How can she be qualified to guarantee a peaceful life......

Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly realized the ambiguity in his words, waved his hand in a panic, and hurriedly explained:

"Qin Lan, I didn't mean that...... I mean, I want to ...... with you in the future."

In the end, Ye Xiaoxiao had already lowered his head, but a pair of beautiful eyes were still looking at Qin Lan worriedly.

Qin Lan's mouth was bitter, and she barely pulled out a bitter smile from the corner of her mouth, but the loss and frustration in her eyes were difficult to hide.

"I know ......"

"Then you're going to have to work tomorrow...... Rest early and good night......"

Ye Xiaoxiao knew that his unintentional words had inadvertently touched Qin Lan's sensitive nerves, and he was powerless to defend for a while, so he left quietly after saying goodbye.

After Ye Xiaoxiao left, Qin Lan was irritable, helpless, lost, and had mixed tastes, and had no intention of cultivating anymore, so she washed up hastily and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep for a long time.

Like him, there is Ye Xiaoxiao, who lives next door......

The night was bitterly cold, and there was no bright moon in sight, except for a few cold stars twinkling, and soon a cloud was pulled over to cover itself.

Maybe it's too cold...... It could also be that there are no partners around, too lonely, and fearful.

The next day, early in the morning, the Maha Temple martial arts arena

Qin Lan and Ye Xiaoxiao were still the same as usual, and they didn't feel any unhappiness because of last night's small friction.

Soon, after the morning exercise, Qin Lan was in good spirits, picked up the wooden stick and walked towards the bronze array.

"Come on, Qin Lan!"

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Lan's back nervously, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for him in his heart.