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Chapter 117

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    Shaolin Temple.

    It is worthy of being the authentic martial arts world.

    The place where martial arts originated.

    looked up.

    A magnificent mountain gate stands proudly.

    The location of the mountain gate is very special, just at the top of the stone steps, and behind the stone steps is an open space.

    Therefore, when standing under the stone steps and looking up at the mountain gate, you will not see the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin, but a sky with clouds.

    That kind of feeling is like, behind the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple is the sky.

    The visual sense is quite shocking.

    Although Li Wuyou was still calm, he could hear all the disciples of Huajian Sect exclaiming in low voices.

    And follow the crowd into the Shaolin Temple.

    This situation is even more extraordinary.

    The main hall is resplendent and magnificent.

    Looking along the open door of the temple, there is a giant Buddha made of pure gold.

    It sat there cross-legged.

    Looking down at the people who came in, his face was pitiful and his eyes were benevolent.

    There are countless arhats standing on both sides.

    Along with the sound of the Buddha, the burning incense lingers, giving people a kind of tranquility.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    Monk Zhixiang did not bring everyone into the Daxiong Hall.

    After all, they did not make a special trip to worship Buddha.

    He just stopped far away at the entrance of the Daxiong Hall, and then saluted the Buddha.

    A group of people from the Huajian faction also bowed one after another.

    This is respect for the Buddha.

    "If you are really kind, why would you waste gold and silver to cast yourself?"

    "Ridiculous."

    Although Li Wuyou also bowed, he was just pretending.

    In his heart, he thought of the Xiaoyun Temple that he destroyed at the beginning.

    The original monk.

    Today's Shaolin.

    It's nothing more than a raccoon dog.

    In the name of Buddha, harvest believers and satisfy your own selfish desires.

    Ordinary beliefs are nothing but a joke.

    Poor people who are mediocre and mediocre. They don't know how to conquer the sky with their own strength, but they try to fulfill their wishes by relying on immortals and Buddhas.

    sad.

    "Master Lu, this way please."

    Later.

    Monk Zhixiang took Li Wuyou and others around the main hall, and then went to the residence prepared for them.

    ? Shaolin Temple has stood in the rivers and lakes for thousands of years.

    This area is naturally vast.

    There are also many places to live.

    The Huajian faction has a good status in Jianghu, so this position is also well arranged.

    In the southwest of the Daxiong Palace, there is a place called Wuwang Garden.

    There are more than a dozen wing rooms.

    It has already been tidied up by the little monk.

    It is enough to accommodate all the disciples of the Huajian School.

    "The old monk has ordered someone to prepare the fasting meal, and someone will deliver it later. You must be tired after traveling long distances, and you can rest at ease after the meal."

    The monk Zhixiang's face is full of peace, said,

    "If you need anything, you can also notify my Shaolin disciples at any time, and they will help you solve it."

    "Thank you abbot."

    Li Wuyou cupped his hands.

    Lu Zhongyun left with all his disciples and arranged the corresponding things.

    And Li Wuyou walked out of Wuwang Garden together with Monk Zhixiang, which was regarded as a respectful farewell.

    "Master Abbot, I have something I would like to ask you."

    When going out, Li Wuyou cupped his hands again and asked,

    "I don't know, do you have time?"

    "Master Lu, please speak."

    The monk Zhixiang stood still, put his hands together, and said,

    "The old monk knows everything and says everything."

    "Thank you, Master."

    Li Wuyou glanced at the sky and white clouds above his head, his voice was full of expectation, and said,

    "The younger generation wants to ask the abbot, do you know something about ascending the Tianmen? Or, is there any record in Shaolin Temple? The younger generation wants to know something."

    Naturally, Li Wuyou couldn't directly talk about the fragments of the kingdom of heaven.

    He and the old monk do not have this friendship yet.

    Now let's reveal some, just want to test the latter's tone first.

    "Tianmen?"

    Monk Zhixiang raised his head and glanced at Li Wuyou, with a surprised expression on his face, and said,

      "Master Lu has extraordinary ambitions."

    Most people don't think about these things at all.

    Unless, someone who has the opportunity to reach the gate of heaven.

    Abbot Zhixiang himself does not have this qualification.

    Because he has no hope of reaching the gate of heaven.

    And now Li Wuyou has this hope.

    At a young age, the strength is already extraordinary, and it is only a matter of time before he enters the King Kong realm.

    Tianmen, maybe it can really be broken.

    It is normal for him to ask this question.

    Monk Zhixiang was amazed and envious.

    "Also ask the master to clarify."

    Li Wuyou had a respectful attitude, with a pious expression, and bowed to ask for advice.

    "I'm going to be rude."

    Monk Zhixiang blinked his eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed,

    "Hundreds of years ago in Shaolin, there was indeed an Arhat who ascended to Tianmen, but hey!"

    "At that time, the Arhat had lived in seclusion in the back mountain for many years, and he didn't care about world affairs. The whole Shaolin Temple didn't know about the matter of ascending to the Heavenly Gate in advance, and it happened suddenly."

    "So, it's a pity that Shaolin didn't leave too many records."

    "In this regard, there is no way to answer Master Lu."

    Monk Zhixiang certainly knows some secrets about reaching the Heavenly Gate.

    Shaolin Temple has existed for thousands of years, and its background must be much deeper than that of Huajian School.

    But he didn't want to say it.

    Why is Li Wuyou able to reach the Heavenly Gate?

    And you can't do it yourself?

    Furthermore, if Li Wuyou really ascended to Tianmen in the future, the Huajian faction will grow into a new holy land of martial arts.

    Overwhelm Shaolin.

    That is also not good for Shaolin.

    Therefore, Monk Zhixiang will not reveal a word.

    But he couldn't show it.

    When he said this, he hesitated a little, and said again,

    "However, the patriarchs of Houshan should know something. I will go to ask on behalf of Head Lu. If there is any news, I will reply to Head Lu as soon as possible."

    "Thank you, Master."

    Li Wuyou looked at Monk Zhixiang's face, and slightly arched his hands.

    After a pause, he suddenly added,

    "Since the master wants to ask for me, can you ask me about the fragments of the kingdom of heaven?"

    "?"

    Monk Zhixiang frowned unconsciously when he heard the fragments of the kingdom of heaven, and a trace of shock flashed in his pupils.

    However, he quickly covered up the slight change in his eyes.

    He clasped his hands together, lowered his head to avoid Li Wuyou's gaze, and said in a deep voice,

    "This is the first time I've heard of the fragments of the kingdom of heaven. That's okay. I'll ask the patriarchs in the back mountain to see if they know about it."

    "Excuse me, Master."

    Li Wuyou handed over again.

    However, this time, a smile flashed in those pupils.

    Just now I heard the answer from Monk Zhixiang, saying that Shaolin has very few records on this aspect, Li Wuyou didn't believe it at all.

    He deliberately said the four words "Pieces of the Kingdom of Heaven".

    Just to see the reaction of monk Zhixiang.

    Sure enough, I didn't let myself down.

    Li Wuyou caught all the changes in the latter's eyes with his keen spirit.

    That kind of shock, and then tried to cover it up.

    Explain a problem.

    The old monk, who knows the fragments of the kingdom of heaven, also knows a lot about ascending the gate of heaven.

    And he just didn't want to tell himself.

    "Ah."

    Li Wuyou was not annoyed by this.

    What the monk Zhixiang did is human nature.

    He understands.

    Maybe it's jealousy.

    Or maybe it was for the sake of Shaolin.

    After all, there are reasons to hinder myself from ascending to the gate of heaven.

    However, understanding belongs to understanding, and what Li Wuyou wants to obtain must be obtained.

    "I know you know, that's enough."

    "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

    "In short, I have a way to get out everything you know."

    He looked at the retreating figure of Monk Zhixiang and sneered softly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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