Monk Kongchan was right. More than twenty thousand jin—never mind an ordinary person, even for a martial arts master, that was the weight of a small mountain. If that Demon Subduing Pestle struck someone, it was truly like being hit by a great mountain.
But strength was precisely Zhang Xiaohua's forte. The Big Dipper Divine Fist tempered his bones every day, and the strength in both his arms kept growing. Though twenty thousand jin sounded terrifying, to Zhang Xiaohua, it was not beyond reach.
Besides, the moment Zhang Xiaohua caught Kongchan's Demon Subduing Pestle, he had already formed a plan. Though Monk Kongchan was a Protector disciple, and the strength in his arms was considerable, far beyond what young monk Kongjian possessed, Zhang Xiaohua believed that the power of one of his arms could absolutely not exceed twenty thousand jin. As for how he could wield the Demon Subduing Pestle as lightly as a lamp wick, there could only be one explanation: he had used magical power! He had used magical power to activate the talismans on the Demon Subduing Pestle, giving it immense weight!
This method of trading magical power for weight was unique to the Immortal Dao!
If the Immortal Dao had been flourishing, there would naturally have been no need to say more. There would have been inexhaustible Primordial Qi between heaven and earth for people to squander, transformed into magical power to support the Demon Subduing Pestle's weight. If Zhang Xiaohua relied solely on his own strength and did not use Immortal Dao methods, he definitely would not have been a match.
But what was the situation now? The Martial Dao was flourishing, while the Primordial Qi of heaven and earth had only just revived. Zhang Xiaohua did not know what method Kongchan used to employ