More than 90000 steps?!

Dong Wenfeng lost his voice in disbelief. This step is straight and inclined upward, and there is no end to see. It seems that it can lead to the sky all the time.

Not only Dong Wenfeng was surprised, but Li Tiezhu was also shocked, "this... When do we have to go? More than 90000 steps!"

The old man didn't care, "it's not how long to walk. If you are sincere, you really want to visit Shaolin Temple, you can walk step by step. If you can't walk in one day, you can't walk in two days. If you don't have patience, you can visit Shaolin temple."

Dong Wenfeng wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. It seems that he is going to fight a long war. However, when was he afraid of fighting with perseverance?

Dong Wenfeng took the lead in climbing the steps, followed by Li Tiezhu, and finally the old man. According to the old man, the reason why Dong Wenfeng and them took the lead is to prevent the two guys from regretting halfway and climbing back. Now the old man is blocking them personally. It can be said that one man is in charge of the pass and ten thousand people can't leave!

So the three people began to climb with their buttocks pursed. After climbing for three hours, they stopped slightly to have a rest. It didn't matter to look down the steps, which scared Li Tiezhu out of his wits.

"Madder! Why is it so high here! "

Dong Wenfeng looked carefully and found that the steps were completely suspended. Below were green trees, at least more than 100 meters high!

"What's going on? How is it suspended! " Dong Wenfeng also panicked.

"Oh, it's strange to see less!" The old man pushed Dong Wenfeng in the back and scared the other party's face white. You know, it's 100 meters high. If you fall, you'll be absolutely crushed to pieces? Practitioners can make exceptions? Hehe, it doesn't exist!

"Why do you think Shaolin Temple can become an extraordinary existence in the spiritual world? How can it be called such a name without anything to look after the house? " The old man curled his mouth.

Dong Wenfeng understood that such a magical scene should be made by Shaolin Temple and the embodiment of its strong strength, which is the basis of its popularity in the spiritual world.

"When Shaolin Temple was defeated, many martial arts were even taken away by some sects under the guise of common communication. Shaolin Temple was bullied again and again until such a figure appeared. He broke his birth at the age of 18! Thirty years old, invincible in the world! Directly bear the burden of Shaolin Temple with one's own strength! " The old man's words were full of awe.

"And then?" Li Tiezhu expected.

"Then? Ha ha! " The old man showed his admiration in his eyes. "Then, in order to restrict those cats and dogs from coming to Shaolin Temple and interfere with the pure land of Buddhism, this elder directly refined a magic weapon, which can be called a world shaking move!"

"Magic weapon?" Dong Wenfeng said tentatively, "is... This step under our feet?"

The old man nodded. Yes, that magic weapon is the way of the ladder!

The senior monk is also a man of great perseverance. He directly used his powerful Buddhist power and wonderful means to directly rise a century old step road in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple and refine it into a strange magic tool, the road of heaven ladder.

There is no other purpose, that is to be able to feel the intentions of the comer. If there are malicious people and those who plot against the law, they will never come to an end. Even those who commit great evils will starve to death on the road of the ladder of heaven because they can't come to an end!

"Ah? It turned out to be so. Can we go to the end? What if this ladder road fails? " Li Tiezhu was sweating on his forehead.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of what you think." The old man took something out of his arms. It was an exquisite Buddha.

The old man brought the Buddha back, respectfully placed it on the steps, worshipped three times, and shouted, "the leader of the divine thief sect has come to visit." In an instant, a light shot out from the Buddha statue, rushed into the sky and disappeared.

"Well, now we can. Let's just go." The old man put the Buddha away with confidence.

Dong Wenfeng and Li Tiezhu looked at each other suspiciously and began to climb again. After about five minutes, they were surprised to find that they could see the end of the steps. How did it suddenly become shorter? There are more than 90000 steps, but it's not so easy to finish.

"Anituo Buddha, four benefactors, follow me."

An expressionless monk seems to have been waiting for a long time. He saw Dong Wenfeng and others with their hands folded, but it's strange that they are three people. How can we say they are donors?

"Come on, come in with me!" The old man returned a salute and followed.

With the guidance of the monks, Dong Wenfeng was also curious about the holy land of the spiritual world and the true face of Mount Lushan of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin temple not only doesn't have the feeling of jewels and resplendence, but it seems a little old, but it has a strong sense of age, as if it hasn't changed in hundreds of years.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, there are tall primitive trees, dotted with ancient buildings. There is only one path leading to the distant hall. Other places are full of plants, and all kinds of birds fly in the forest. Dong Wenfeng was surprised to find that a deer lowered its head to eat grass from a place two meters away from him, with Black Agate like eyes blinking.

"I didn't expect Shaolin Temple to be like this. I've learned a lot, hehe." Li Tiezhu secretly said to Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng glanced at him and didn't speak. He was also surprised. He secretly felt that this was the real Buddhism and a scene of vitality.

"The abbot is in the hall, please." The monk closed a ten and turned away.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the open hall. In addition to the glittering Buddha statue, a thin monk was sitting in front of the door, closing his eyes.

"The leader of the divine thief sect, together with his disciples and friends, paid a visit to Abbot Yuanguang." The old man saluted respectfully, and Dong Wenfeng quickly followed suit.

"Long time no see, Amitabha!" The round light opened his eyes and flashed like the sun.

"Hum! How dare you come? Aren't you afraid of the martial monk's Hall of Shaolin Temple? " A fat monk next to the abbot suddenly opened his mouth.

"Yuanliang! Don't be rude! " The abbot scolded slightly, and the fat monk immediately lowered his head.

The old man looked as usual. "It was my fault, but the leader is not a person who has broken his word. I found something."

Then he spread out his palm, and a golden pill like thing appeared in front of everyone.

"Buddha relic son!" Yuanliang lost his voice in shock.