Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

The next morning, Dong Wenfeng stood in front of the door of the body and body. The white headed immortal still stood on the high steps and looked down like yesterday.

Yi Tong stood next to him, with tears on his face. His eyes looked at Dong Wenfeng with disapproval. It was obvious that he had deep resentment about his defeat.

"I don't know when we can get together this time. Elder martial brother, take care of yourself." The old man saluted respectfully.

The white headed immortal nodded slightly and didn't speak, but returned a salute, then turned and left.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the figure of the white headed immortal and the Yi Tong who couldn't help glancing back. He felt a little sad.

Although I don't know what kind of agreement they had, it's still certain that the white headed immortal has stayed in the mountain for 150 years because of this agreement.

It must be very important to protect the promise of 150 years, but after losing such a heavy promise, the white headed immortal still freely fulfilled his promise, which is what Dong Wenfeng really admires him.

"Well, let's go. It's over." The old man watched the white headed immortal leave with a sigh.

They left the separation and body door and continued to travel to Helan. At night, when they arrived in a small city and stayed in a hotel, Dong Wenfeng dared to ask the old man for some details.

Dong Wenfeng has many questions in his heart. First of all, he doesn't know what kind of commitment the white headed immortal said to fulfill his commitment?

What is the story between the two martial brothers? When Dong Wenfeng wanted to tell it, the old man took the lead.

"Don't bother about me and your martial uncle. I'll tell you slowly. You can take this thing and practice well in your spare time, which is very helpful to you." then he handed over a thing.

Dong Wenfeng took over and saw that it was a book made of animal skin. It was heavy and bumpy. There were three big characters on it, divided and body skills.

"Separation and body skill?" Dong Wenfeng lost his voice.

The old man nodded slowly, "that's what you've seen. Learn it well. If you can carry forward this skill, it's also a kind of respect for your martial uncle."

Dong Wenfeng looked serious and nodded. Although it was inappropriate to laugh and scold with the master, he was still happy to listen to the master at the critical moment.

Not only because of his respect for the master, but also because of his inner curiosity about this command, Dong Wenfeng kept practicing this skill day and night for the next three days.

In a very short period of time, he has achieved little success, improved his body method a lot and understood a lot of skills.

During this period of time, the destination of this trip, Helan Songshan, is also close in front of us. Along the way, more and more people worship the Buddha in Jingzhai, and temples emerge in endlessly. When walking along a mountain road to the end, a majestic stone gate appears in front of us.

There are three big characters on the letter, Shaolin Temple.

Dong Wenfeng was a little excited. In the spiritual world, Shaolin Temple has a very unique position and is highly respected. Firstly, it can represent the highest level of the spiritual world to a certain extent. In addition, Shaolin Temple has the world in mind and never strives for fame and wealth, which makes many practitioners fear from the heart.

"Old man, there are many people here. Shall we go in from here?" Dong Wenfeng looked at the bustling crowd and said.

Shaolin Temple is legendary, but its reputation is abroad, and many people come to visit it, so that there are pilgrims on the whole mountain road, which adds a lot of worldly atmosphere to the pure land of Buddhism.

"Of course not. Let's go another way, but your cat can look after it. Buddhism doesn't fix Qi, but Buddha power. It conflicts with the Qi of demons, elves and monsters. Be careful that your cat is taken away by the monks!"

"Cut!" Dong Wenfeng sniffed, "swallow the moon is also a big demon for nearly 400 years, so vulnerable? Right, swallow the moon! "

Since swallowing the moon last time, he has actively helped Dong Wenfeng, but he has improved his position at the bottom of Dong Wenfeng's heart.

"Hoo Hoo... There is too much Buddha power here. I'm uncomfortable. I'll sleep for a while." Swallowing the moon was very depressed. He answered lazily and curled up into a ball.

Dong Wenfeng cut a sentence. He was not only secretly disgusted, but also didn't give himself face by swallowing the moon.

After walking with the old man for a long time, he has reached an inaccessible place. The trees are extremely tall and the bushes can grow to more than one person. It is a rare virgin forest.

Thanks to the reputation of Shaolin Temple, Songshan has not been over developed, and many primitive forests, even tigers and wolves, still exist, but they have never hurt people.

"There is a road above the cliff. As long as you climb it, you can reach the real Shaolin Temple." The old man pointed to the cliff about tens of meters high.

"The real Shaolin Temple? What do you mean? " Li Tiezhu asked. He has been very active since he came to Songshan.

"Just now it was the outer Shaolin Temple, which was specially seen by ordinary people. Now this is the real Shaolin Temple, the inner Shaolin, the real place of practice." The old man patiently explained to the dogleg.

Li Tiezhu nodded.

The cliff of tens of meters is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to climb, but in the eyes of their practitioners, it is just a higher step.

I saw three people take a few steps back and run directly. With one run-up, they climbed the cliff. The whole process was like walking on the ground and very relaxed.

Dong Wenfeng's evil taste is keen. He deliberately threw the swallow of the moon under the cliff. Who knows that swallow the moon is faster than him, catching up from behind, that is, two or three seconds. For it, these things are as simple as breathing.

"When I roared in the mountains, your grandpa was still suckling." Swallow the moon sarcastically.

"You..." Dong Wenfeng ate flat and just wanted to retort, but he was attracted by the scene in front of him.

I saw a straight stone step appeared in front of me. Each step was narrow enough to accommodate only one person. It soared up without seeing the end. It looked very shocking.

"What is this?"

"This is the way to go up, the way to the ladder of heaven. Only those who are sincere can go up." Said the old man.

"The way of heaven ladder?" Dong Wenfeng whispered that the road to the ladder should be very sad. Looking at it, I feel as if there is no end. I can't see the edge at a glance. How much perseverance does it need?

"How many steps are there?" Dong Wenfeng asked curiously.

"99999." The old man smiled contemptuously.