The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 55 Songshan Shaolin Temple

Shaolin Temple is located in Songshan Mountain, so it can be said that it is not too far away from Songshan School.

But in terms of influence, Shaolin Temple is naturally stronger. After all, the heritage of Shaolin Temple cannot be shaken by a Songshan sect.

Yang Wenhao and Dongfang Bubai came to the gate of Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.

Just as he was about to go up the steps, he saw a bald monk greet him.

"Two benefactors." The monk bowed in salute.

Yang Wenhao cupped his hands and said: "Jianghu Yang Wenhao came to pay respects to Master Fangzheng."

The monk said: "It turns out that it is Master Yang, please follow me first, and the poor monk will immediately send someone to inform the abbot."

Follow this monk and enter the Shaolin Temple along the mountain gate.

The Shaolin Temple is indeed one of the best forces in the Orthodox Church, but just because of this decoration alone, it is not comparable to ordinary forces.

Sitting in the side hall, the monk also brought tea to Yang Wenhao and Dongfang Bubai.

"How are you going to ask them for it?" Dongfang Bubai looked at Yang Wenhao with interest while drinking tea.

Yang Wenhao put down his teacup and said, "Ask first, grab it if you don't give it."

"What kind of place are you in Shaolin Temple?" Dongfang Bubai curled his lips and said, "If you can't beat me at that time, please ask me, please, I will help you."

Yang Wenhao said: "Believe me, you won't wait until that moment."

After a while, a plump old monk in cassock walked in.

This person has an extraordinary demeanor at first glance, with a gentle imposing manner, very full of Buddhist charm: "Two benefactors, this old monk is the abbot of this Shaolin Temple, and the Buddha's name is Fangzheng. I wonder why you two came to my Shaolin Temple?"

"Suwen Shaolin Temple has a unique book of extraordinary powers and tendons." Yang Wenhao said, "So come here and ask for it."

"The benefactor wants the Yi Jin Jing?" Master Fang Zheng looked at Yang Wenhao. The Yi Jin Jing is the treasure of his Shaolin Temple. How could he give it to an outsider casually.

Yang Wenhao said: "Not only the Yi Jin Jing, I also want to visit the scripture storage pavilion in Shaolin Temple."

When Yang Wenhao said this, not only Master Fang Zheng, but even Dongfang Bubai felt that Yang Wenhao was a bit greedy.

This Sutra Pavilion is the foundation of a sect, if people watch it at will, then it can't be called unique martial arts.

As far as the whole Jianghu is concerned, no one would dare to do this in front of Master Fang Zheng, but Yang Wenhao sat down, not only spoke, but also looked very calm.

Master Fang Zheng smiled lightly: "The benefactor is joking, but if the benefactor is willing to switch to my Shaolin Temple sect, what the benefactor said just now is not impossible."

"No!" Yang Wenhao didn't reply, but Dongfang Bubai was the first to object.

This made Yang Wenhao couldn't help looking at Dongfang Bubai, wondering why Dongfang Bubai was so excited.

Dongfang Bubai also knew that he spoke too hastily just now, so he defended: "Yang Wenhao, you are from the Jianghu, you can't drink alcohol or eat meat after becoming a monk, can you bear it if you eat vegetarian every day?"

"This benefactor has said too much." Master Fang Zheng smiled lightly: "Actually, benefactor Yang is my lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, and lay disciples are not restricted by the rules of Shaolin Temple."

"No." Dongfang Bubai still refused.

On the other hand, the protagonist, Yang Wenhao, sat on the sidelines and couldn't get in.

"Brother Dong, I didn't even express my opinion, so you finish it for me." Yang Wenhao said, "What do you want me to say?"

"If I say no, I just can't." Dongfang Bubai's attitude was very tough: "The big deal is that I will accompany you to fight in, and then I can watch whatever I want."

At the beginning, Dongfang Bubai, who was too disdainful to chase after him, actually said the same thing now.

Yang Wenhao really didn't understand what Dongfang Bubai was thinking.

He turned his head to look at Master Fangzheng: "I'm sorry, Master Fangzheng, I can't be a monk, nor can I be a lay disciple."

"Since this is the case, the old monk will not force it." Master Fang Zheng said.

Yang Wenhao looked at Master Fangzheng and said, "What is Master Fangzheng doing?"

"My old monk knows that Donor Yang is a hero in the world." Master Fang Zheng said, "As long as the donator breaks the eighteen bronze figures and the Arhat array in this temple, the donator is allowed to visit the Sutra Pavilion."

"really!"

"Of course it's true."

"Well."

Master Fang Zheng left, leaving the two of them looking at each other in blank dismay.

Dongfang Bubai was a little worried: "Are you really sure to face the Eighteen Bronze Men and Arhat Array?"

As the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Bubai is very aware of some skills and formations in the Jianghu.

The strength of Shaolin Temple does not lie in one individual, but in many formations and some extraordinary exercises.

Often several people can explode into one strength.

"I don't know, maybe there is, maybe not." Yang Wenhao is also dealing with this for the first time, and he has only heard of it before.

"Forget it." Dongfang Bubai said, "I know that there is a place with many books on exercises, and I can take you there."

"Really." Yang Wenhao smiled: "Then take me to the place you mentioned after I finish watching Shaolin Temple."

"Hey." Dongfang Bubai didn't say anything when he saw Yang Wenhao.

The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation can be said to be the temple guard formation of Shaolin Temple, and it is reasonable to use it to deal with Yang Wenhao now.

But what Yang Wenhao has to face is not only the Eighteen Bronze Men, but also the Arhat Formation.

Arhat Formation is also a very terrifying formation.

Often with good cooperation, the weak can defeat the strong.

A young monk came and said, "Two benefactors, the abbot asked the young monk to take you to rest."

The martial arts competition is tomorrow, so today I need to stay overnight in Shaolin Temple.

But what made Yang Wenhao a little speechless was that he didn't know whether it was Shaolin Temple's grudge or a misunderstanding, and they actually gave them a room.

A room is dedicated to guests.

So just one bed.

Seeing this bed, Yang Wenhao didn't know what to say.

"What should I do?" Yang Wenhao pointed to the bed.

It's okay if two people squeeze together, it's just right, but you must know that Dongfang Bubai
In case Yang Wenhao did something he shouldn't do at night, he might have less stuff the next day.

"This..." Dongfang Bubai was also stunned, and then turned around to go out: "I'll go find those monks."

"Forget it." Yang Wenhao held back Dongfang Bubai: "It's so late, they're all asleep."

Dongfang Bubai looked puzzled: "But how can you sleep here?"

"Squeeze." Yang Wenhao spread his hands.

"No." Dongfang Bubai blushed slightly, "You sleep on the floor."

"Why, anyway, I am also the host and guest, why should I sleep on the floor."

"Then if you don't sleep, I will sleep."

"Okay, okay, I'll sleep, I'll sleep, I'll sleep, okay?"

Yang Wenhao was very helpless, if he hadn't known that Dongfang Bubai was a woman, he would have slapped her in the face, and she would have slept without sleep, so why would there be so much nonsense.

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