Chapter 982 Tongtian Stick Method, Cold Wind

The collection of Dalin Temple is indeed ...... Amazing, although there are not many kinds of boxing books, sword books, and bāng methods, they are all jīng products, at least Zhang Xiǎohuā has never heard of them, he searched for a long time, and his eyes finally fell on a booklet called "Tongtian Stick Method" at the top of the bookshelf, in fact, it is nothing special, but Zhang Xiǎohuā feels that he has seen "Instrument Refining the World" before, and recently he has "Sword Performing the World", for this "Tian" I am very curious, the bookshelf is very high, even Zhang Xiǎohuā's thin and tall figure is only barely within reach, and the dust on the booklet also shows that few people read this secret book

Doesn't Zhang xiǎohuā like to find things that others don't want?

"Hehe, don't blame the donor, this bookshelf is really high, the poor monk's height is limited, and it is not convenient to reach" The monk saw the dust on the booklet, and explained very shyly

"No harm, no harm," Zhang Xiǎohuā smiled and waved his hand.

"Donor, please come here. The monk said, stretched out his hand and asked Zhang xiǎohuā to come to the futon in the corner, pointed to the futon and said: "This is where the disciple participates in the secret book of enlightenment, and the donor of this book cannot be taken out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so the donor is here to participate in enlightenment."

"Good" Zhang xiǎohuā sat cross-legged, and the monk left after giving a salute.

Zhang xiǎohuā opened the "Tongtian Stick Method", only to see that it recorded the one move and one style of the stick method in a decent manner, which was extremely clear, but when Zhang Xiǎohuā Jujīng looked at it for a while, he didn't feel disappointed, although this stick method is magical, but it is also relatively speaking, if it is an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes, it may be like a treasure, but for Zhang Xiǎohuā...... It's really useless

"Alas" Zhang xiǎohuā sighed, and was about to close the cheats, when suddenly a soft voice sounded in his ears: "Why does the xiǎo donor sigh?"

Zhang xiǎohuā was taken aback, and when he saw the sweeping old monk who had already stood beside him, he hurriedly got up and saluted: "Xiǎozi originally wanted to find a secret book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Dalin Temple that was similar to the tricks of the demon pestle used by the disciples of the Dharma Protector of your temple, but ...... But after looking for a long time, it was unsuccessful, you see, xiǎozi easily picked a book with fate, but ...... But it doesn't work."

As he spoke, he handed over the Tongtian Stick Method, and said tentatively: "Maybe the master has anything to recommend?"

The old monk didn't even look at his cheats, shook his head and said, "Xiǎo donor is ...... That sword embryo of yours?"

Zhang xiǎohuā Da Leng, immediately said respectfully: "That's right, Master Mingjian also asked the master for help."

"Help?" The old monk shook his head: "The poor monk swept the floor in this scripture pavilion, and I don't know how many years, but it is the first time I have seen a person as fate as the benefactor." The poor monks in the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion have all read it, and only this one is ...... Suitable ...... for donors The donor chose well, but ...... The way to see it is not appropriate, the so-called immortals have immortal fate, and how can ròu eyes be found by mortals?"

After speaking, the sweeping monk just picked up the broom, lowered his head and remembered to sweep his ground.

With respect on his face, Zhang Xiǎohuā bowed down in the back and sat cross-legged again, at this time, he did not use his eyes to watch, only released his divine sense, shrouded the secret book, and after a while, he felt that the human form in the entire secret book was active, and the stick method in the entire secret book was performed from beginning to end.

It's just that the moves of this stick method are completely different from those recorded in the cheats......

For several days, Zhang Xiǎohuā came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, opened the secret book of the Heavenly Stick Method, and then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and comprehended, zuihou, even the old monk who swept the floor was surprised, thinking that Zhang Xiǎohuā's qualifications were limited and could not be fully comprehended

In fact, even this mysterious old monk didn't know, when the first time Zhang xiǎohuā memorized the stick method in this secret book in his mind, and then immersed his divine consciousness into the secret book, the stick method demonstrated by the figure in the secret book was completely different, and it was another set, and Zhang xiǎohuā could actually see nine different sets of Tongtian stick method in one day, which is certainly not the most bizarre place, and when Zhang xiǎohuā accompanied the dream to rest outside the temple at night, he woke up early in the morning, and most of the tricks in the nine sets of Tongtian stick methods yesterday were forgotten, just like when he practiced the Beidou God Fist before

At this time, Zhang xiǎohuā had long lost the ignorance of the year, knowing that he had picked up the treasure again, and this Tongtian stick method may be far from being as simple as recorded in the secret book, sure enough, on the second day, Zhang xiǎohuā saw nine different sets of stick methods, but the tenth set would not come out, and until the early morning of the third day, only a small number of moves remained in his mind

So, for nine days in a row, Zhang Xiǎohuā actually saw ninety-nine eighty-one sets of stick methods from the secret book of the Tongtian stick method, and in his mind, there were only three hundred and sixty stick moves left

These moves are not connected to the moves of the Beidou God Fist back then, and Zhang Xiǎohuā doesn't have time to string these moves together now, he knows that he has a coincidence, why don't you hurry up and memorize all the moves while the time?

On the evening of the ninth day, Zhang xiǎohuā put the Tongtian stick method back on the bookshelf, saluted the old monk who swept the floor, followed the monk out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and just walked to the mén entrance of Dalin Temple, only to see a young xiǎo monk hurriedly running over, as soon as he saw Zhang xiǎohuā hurriedly saluting, then looked around, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for the help of the donor that day, if there are disciples of Dalin Temple who invite you to go to the back of the mountain for a while, don't ignore it, xiǎo has a deceitful heart"

After saying that, he hurriedly left again.

"Huh?" Waiting for the xiǎo monk to leave, Zhang xiǎohuā Fang thought to himself, isn't this xiǎo monk the xiǎo monk who reached out and grabbed by the mountain spring when he came to Houshan to find Dalin Temple in a dream?

Not out of what the xiǎo monk said, and before Zhang xiǎohuā left the temple mén for a long time, another xiǎo monk just walked over, folded his hands and said: "Ren donor, poor monk Yuanfa, sent by Uncle Fengkong to see the donor, come to send a challenge letter to the donor"

"Yuankong?" Zhang Xiǎohuā raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about the war book?"

"This ...... The war book was empty and saw that the uncle didn't write it, so he only asked the poor monk to take the donor to the back mountain."

Despite the warning from the monk just now, Zhang Xiǎohuā nodded and said, "Please...... The master leads the way in front of the head"

"Please~" Yuan Fa finished speaking, and left in front of his head.

Zhang xiǎohuā was about to leave when he heard a dream shouting from behind: "xiǎo...... Brother Xiaoyao, where are you going?"

Hearing the dream's concern, Zhang xiǎohuā turned around and said, "It's okay, the uninteresting xiǎo monk from before wants me to repair it again, you can wait in the tent, and I'll be back in a while."

"Flutter" Dream covered his mouth and smiled: "That...... You go early and come back early, don't hurt that child."

Zhang Xiǎohuā's heart was hot, and a kind of warmth came to his heart, waving his hand, as if saying goodbye to the housekeeper.

Looking at the road led by Yuan Fa, Zhang Xiǎohuā unconsciously had a strange look on his face, without him, this road was the road he took to the Forbidden Wind Valley on the first day he came to Dalin Temple, and Master Changxing took him to the Forbidden Wind Valley, although Zhang Xiǎohuā couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, but this road still had some impressions.

"Is it possible...... 空見xiǎo monk ...... What kind of prohibition is he going to put me in, and he can't teach me a lesson with his strength?"

As Zhang xiǎohuā expected, when he saw the slit in the mountains in front of Yuan Fa, he secretly smiled in his heart: "Dalin Temple is really a good face, and the matter in this forbidden wind valley has not been explained to other Dharma protector disciples, otherwise, how can this empty monk still use this trick against me?"

Yuan Fa stopped when he walked to the slit, and pointed to the slit and said: "Let the donor be the master, I see that Uncle Kong is already inside, the poor monk can only come here, and ask the donor to go by himself."

"Master Youlao" Na Yuanfa's face immediately turned red, and he bowed his head and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Then it was time to flee.

Zhang xiǎohuāmōmō nose, turned around and walked into the slit, there is a ban in this place, he is not afraid of any tricks played by Kongjian, and ...... The territory of Dalin Temple, no matter how much courage you have to see Kongjian, you don't dare to do anything amazing, it is estimated that you are not angry, and you want to get back a little face.

Sure enough, when Zhang Xiǎohuā came to the platform again, in front of the evil ding, the monk Kongjian xiǎo was still holding the two copper hammers, with a self-righteous smile on his face, and said: "Lord Ren is really ambitious, and even this forbidden wind valley dares to come, hehe, are you a little dumbfounded when you come here?

Zhang Xiǎohuā did not change his face, shook his head and said: "Of course you can't use it, do you still use it?

"Nine days ago?" "Seeing the monk Da Leng, he said in surprise: "You...... What are you doing here?"

"Of course, it's with Senior Brother Kongju"

"What? you ......" The Kongjian xiǎo monk held the hammer and pointed at Zhang xiǎohuā and said, "You are actually worthy of the Kongju Senior Brother?"

Zhang xiǎohuā was proud, just to speak, suddenly, it was a violent wind, and the whole platform was made a ball, just when the wind was rising, Zhang Xiǎohuā suddenly felt that his divine consciousness was loosened, and he was able to leave the body, and the wind actually blew the prohibition on the platform to be invalid.

Zhang Xiǎohuā's divine consciousness immediately left his body, swept the surroundings, and suddenly found that next to the Zhen Evil Ding, in a place above the platform, there was a faint movement of Yuan Qi, which was a flaw similar to the mouth of dòng

Zhang xiǎohuā's eyes rolled, one floated, flew to the side of the monk Kongjian xiǎo who was blown away by the strong wind, stretched out his hand and clicked his xùe dao, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and threw it to the back of a big pillar, and he flew to the side of the platform town evil ding, pinched the magic trick, and escaped straight into the flaw

With Zhang Xiǎohuā's escape, the flaw automatically closed after a short time, and the blowing wind also stopped, and the whole platform slapped quietly, only under the big pillar, the empty view that had been lit up was lying there quietly

Let's say that Zhang Xiǎohuā escaped under the platform and released his divine consciousness, and unconsciously it was a little flustered, and the entire platform was prohibited, only there was still some cold wind blowing out of the space in front of him that was more than one person high, and only this space similar to a passage did not have the slightest prohibition.

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