The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

This formation can be composed of at least nine people. The more people there are, the more powerful the formation is. A maximum of 108 monks can form the Arhat Formation.

When the nine-member Arhat Formation fights, the nine people join forces to surround the enemy, like a python coiled around the formation, their attack and defense seem to be integrated, the formation echoes from beginning to end, and there is no flaw.

Above the nine people is the Eighteen Arhats Formation, and the next level is the Twenty-Four Arhats Formation and the Thirty-Six Arhats Formation. The more people there are, the stronger the power is. The Arhat Formation can be composed of up to 108 monks, and its power reaches the strongest level of this formation.

Rumor has it that once the One Hundred and Eight Arhats formation launches its offensive, it will be like a surging river with no end. Being in the formation is like being in a whirlpool, facing attacks from all directions with no way to escape. Even if you fight to be invincible, you will end up exhausted.

However, it is said in the martial arts world that the Shaolin Temple has never used the Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation, and it is only rumored that this formation exists.

Now Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong told Buhuo that they should break through the rumored highest level Arhat formation, which really surprised Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong.

The level of this competition is so high?

"Master, this..."

Linghu Chong's expression was a little upset at this moment.

He was truly stunned.

It's just a discussion, is it that exaggerated?

Isn't this bullying?

"Young Master Linghu, can you listen to what I have to say?"

Buhuo smiled slightly.

Linghu Chong took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said, "Master, please speak."

Buhuo smiled and said, "You two young knights are highly skilled in martial arts. There are only a few people in the world who can beat you two, and there are none in my Southern Shaolin Temple. If we are talking about sparring, no one can compare with you two young knights, so I had this thought. But you two don't need to worry. This is purely a sparring, so just stop when you are satisfied."

Even after hearing what Buhuo said, Linghu Chong felt it was outrageous, and even had a feeling that the Southern Shaolin leader was bullying his guests. When he was about to continue speaking, Buhuo spoke again.

"We in Southern Shaolin have absolutely no intention to humiliate you two young heroes. It is just that no one in the temple can compete with you two young heroes alone, so we have no choice but to do this."

Buhuo continued, "I will not let you two young knights go in vain. I believe you two young knights have heard the rumors that as long as you pass through the Arhat Formation of Shaolin, you can read all the secret books of Shaolin."

"In order to show the sincerity of our Shaolin, I am willing to be a witness with the two young heroes."

"The Sutra Library of our temple is where the secret manuals of our Shaolin are stored. It has three floors. If you two young heroes can pass through the Arhat formation of our Shaolin, you two young heroes will be able to read the Sutra Library in full. There is no time limit. Our temple will not disturb you while you are reading the Sutra Library."

"It's okay if you two young heroes can't get through. The first and second floors of our temple's scripture pavilion will be open to you for three days."

Buhuo smiled and said, "What do you two young knights think? If you still feel it is inappropriate, then let's drop the matter."

After hearing Buhuo's words, Linghu Chong didn't say what he wanted to say.

If you pass it, you can watch it. If you don’t pass it, there is still a guarantee?

Moreover, Buhuo also said that as long as they passed the test, they could go to the Sutra Repository at will, without any time limit, and no one would disturb them. He almost said that even if they wrote down all the Shaolin secrets and brought them back to Huashan, it would be fine.

Linghu Chong felt a little excited and looked towards Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning laughed when he heard this: "Master and your temple are so sincere, how can my two brothers refuse?"

This is consent.

Buhuo also laughed.

They did not expect that Yue Buqun would send Jiang Ning to Southern Shaolin to exchange martial arts. There are many masters in Southern Shaolin now, and Master Lingxuan is one of them. But Master Lingxuan is the abbot of Southern Shaolin and he is old, so it is definitely not possible for the abbot to personally fight with a junior.

It would not be possible to ask other senior monks from Southern Shaolin to come and compete with him. There were many monks with first-rate martial arts skills, but none of them could truly compare to Jiang Ning.

It’s not that Southern Shaolin doesn’t have hidden masters, but these masters are the foundation of Southern Shaolin, and they are kept secret from the public. If they are exposed, what kind of foundation are they?

But the reputation of Southern Shaolin cannot be tarnished. If word gets out that no one in the entire Southern Shaolin temple is a match for the two younger generations of the Huashan Sect, it will have a great impact on the reputation of Southern Shaolin.

Buhuo and a group of high monks from Southern Shaolin finally came up with this idea after pondering for the past few days. They used formations to fight against Jiang Ning and the other two, and they also thought of the rewards.

This way, even if the news gets out, no one will say that they, the Southern Shaolin, cannot afford to lose.

"Excuse me, Master, should my two brothers start to break through the formation now?"

Linghu Chong asked.

Buhuo smiled slightly and said, "It will take some time to prepare the 108 Arhat formation of our temple. Please wait for a moment. We will start tomorrow morning after you have finished your preparations."

Chapter 506: Entering the Battlefield

When he heard that they would enter the battle formation tomorrow, Linghu Chong calmed down his eager heart.

"It's getting late today, the two young men should go to bed early."

Buhuo left, and a young monk was left to escort Jiangning and the other man back to the guest house.

After returning to the guest house, Linghu Chong was still excited.

Shaolin's Arhat Formation is world-famous. Tomorrow he will be able to see the complete 108 Arhat Formation. Regardless of whether he wins or loses tomorrow, Linghu Chong will feel that the trip is worthwhile.

Compared to Linghu Chong's excitement, Jiang Ning was relatively calm.

At this moment, he was not thinking about the Arhat Formation that Buhuo mentioned, but the matters of the Sutra Repository.

There's no need to go to the Sutra Library tonight.

Because of Buhuo's words today, Jiang Ning abandoned his previous plan.

Since the other party could say this, it means there is nothing worth going to in the Sutra Repository.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but frown.

It is not so easy to find out the truth that happened decades ago. Even if Songshan Shaolin and Master Hongye had teamed up to set up a trap, it would be impossible for evidence to remain until now. It is most likely to have been destroyed.

Before coming here, Jiang Ning had already prepared himself for finding nothing.

However, Jiang Ning was not discouraged. Even though this trip might be in vain and the truth could not be found, it would not harm Huashan. After all, through the events of the Songshan Sect, it could be basically confirmed that Shaolin had secretly taken action against the Five Mountains Sword Sects a long time ago, and Yue Buqun had long been on guard against Shaolin.

"Junior brother."

Linghu Chong said to Jiang Ning at this time: "Consume your energy today, and tomorrow we two brothers will break through this world's most amazing formation!"

Linghu Chong expressed his lofty ambitions, but received no enthusiastic response. Only Jiang Ning's plain words made it clear.

The heroic spirit in Linghu Chong's chest suddenly dissipated, and he muttered to himself that Jiang Ning was too calm, as if he was not excited about anything.

"sleep."

After saying good night, Linghu Chong went back to his room to rest.

Jiang Ning then returned to his guest room to rest.

The next morning.

The young monk came to the guest house to invite Jiang Ning and the other man, and took them to an open place.

However, there were quite a few monks standing in this area, including several eminent monks from Southern Shaolin, and Buhuo was among them.

Even Zen Master Lingxuan came.

"Zen Master, several masters."

Jiang Ning was the first to greet.

Buhuo and other eminent monks responded one by one.

Zen Master Lingxuan smiled and said, "I heard from Buhuo that you two young knights are going to break into my Shaolin's Arhat formation today. I was curious so I came over to take a look. Please don't mind, young knights."

"How dare you?"

Linghu Chong said.

"Two young men."

At this time, Buhuo spoke up: "The monks behind me are the ones who are going to spar with the two young heroes in the Arhat formation today. There are exactly one hundred and eight of them."

Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong looked up and saw that all of these monks were tall and strong, each holding a demon-subduing stick. Some of the 108 monks were arranged in rows of nine, with nine in a row, for a total of twelve rows, which were lined up in an orderly manner.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, lifting the robes of the monks, and a strong breath blew in their faces.

Linghu Chong's expression couldn't help but become somewhat solemn.

These monks just stood there, and an invisible sense of oppression surged over them, making their chests inexplicably heavy.

Seeing the expression on Linghu Chong's face, Buhuo and other senior monks couldn't help but smile.

But when they turned their gaze to Jiang Ning, they paused. They did not see any emotion on Jiang Ning's face. Even when facing the large formation composed of 108 Shaolin monks, his expression did not change at all and he remained calm.

No matter what Jiang Ning was thinking at this moment, Buhuo and the others had a higher opinion of him.

"Would you two like to have a meal before you enter the battle formation?"

At this time a monk asked.

Linghu Chong smiled casually.

"No need."

The same is true for Jiangning.

Generally, you can't eat too much before taking action, and Linghu Chong and Jiang Ning are not very hungry, which means they can start now.

"Master, shall we start here?"

Linghu Chong asked.

Buhuo smiled and said, "That's right."

One hundred and eight people are too many, and the fighting will require a larger venue, so Buhuo and the others deliberately chose this place as the place for the competition.

"Two young men, please enter the battle formation."

Buhuo smiled, then retreated with several eminent monks and Zen Master Lingxuan and left.

At this time, the 108 monks put their hands together and chanted.

"Amitabha."

The venue was moving without wind, and the voices of 108 people combined into one, like the sound of Sanskrit.

Linghu Chong and Jiang Ning looked at each other.

"Junior brother, I will go in and explore the formation first, and you stay outside and watch how to break it."

After saying that, Linghu Chong drew his sword and rushed in first.

Linghu Chong's movements were so fast that the eyes of Buhuo and others who were watching the battle lit up.