Dengfeng, Henan, Songshan, Shaolin Temple The inheritance of Shaolin Temple has a history of thousands of years

It is quite difficult for a sect or a country or a family to pass it on for thousands of years. Generally, a country only lasts for two to three hundred years, which can be as short as a few decades, or at least only a few years.

A family can only prosper in a few generations, and the Shaolin Temple has been so prosperous for thousands of years. It must have something to rely on. Of course, if it is the Zhongzhou continent where Ergou was previously, it is another matter. If you want a sect.

It is not difficult to avoid decay for thousands of years. After all, the lifespan of a Yuanying old monster is thousands of years. As long as there are constant Nascent Soul monsters in his family, there will basically be no signs of decline.

However, in modern society, the longest human lifespan is only one hundred years old, and most of them are in their sixties or seventies. It is definitely not easy for a force to last for thousands of years.

On this day, the foot of the mountain where the Shaolin Temple is located is still crowded with people. Some religious men and women come to the Shaolin Temple for sightseeing, burning incense, and learning martial arts.

Suddenly, a special luxury car with a license plate with red and black fonts on a white background slowly stopped on the side of the road down the mountain.

Obviously Ergou and Fangfang are here. "Boss, this is the Shaolin Temple. Do you want me to go up with you?" Fangfang knew that Ergou would not take her there, but she still asked unwillingly.

Ergou glanced at Fangfang indifferently, and ignored Fangfang's intention. He opened the car door slowly and walked towards the mountain like ordinary tourists.

Obviously, Fangfang was used to Ergou's expression, and had no intention of following him. She just pursed her lips and stepped on the accelerator, disappearing at the corner of the mountain road in an instant.

At this time, although Ergou was walking slowly, his consciousness was sweeping towards a group of ancient buildings on the mountain.

Suddenly, Ergou, who had a calm expression on his face, suddenly changed his expression.

Within the scope of Ergou's consciousness, several wide auras suddenly appeared, one of which even Ergou felt a faint threat.

At the same time, Ergou clearly felt that the breath of the other party was definitely not the breath of spiritual power that he was familiar with. It was a completely unfamiliar breath.

Just as Ergou's spiritual consciousness swept across, the most stringent aura clearly fluctuated, and Ergou's presence was also sensed. However, as soon as the opponent's aura came into contact with Ergou's spiritual consciousness, it immediately shrank back.

At this time, Ergou's eyes flashed with light. It seemed that his visit to the Shaolin Temple was not in vain. Ergou secretly thought

Ergou, like ordinary tourists, looked at the scenic spots everywhere while walking.

When Ergou came to a deserted place alone, he moved out of the way and Ergou's figure disappeared instantly.

The front yard of Shaolin Temple is open to tourists at will, but the gate of the courtyard is closed all year round, and no one can enter or leave without permission.

Even the disciples of Shaolin Temple are not allowed to enter without permission.

There is a small square in the center of the backyard of Shaolin Temple. After passing the square, there are several pavilions similar to those in the front yard. However, it seems quieter here. At the same time, perhaps because few people come, there is less life here.

Everywhere is deserted

This time, Ergou's figure appeared in the square

In the square, opposite Ergou stood an old monk who was over seventy years old and had no hair or beard.

This monk gives people the impression that he has lived for too long, but his face is as rosy as a baby's

"The donor is not really coming to Shaolin for tourism." The old monk looked at Ergou with a calm face and said, "Shaolin, Master Wubei." Ergou looked at the old monk opposite and suddenly understood in his heart that the feeling that had been in his consciousness before

The person with the strongest aura is the monk in front of me

"Lao Na is Wu Bei. I don't know who the donor is."

"Who am I? Master doesn't believe that my name is Zhang Ergou. I came here to pay a special visit to you." Ergou said to Wubei with a calm look on his face.

However, Master Wubei was startled when he heard this. Wubei thought that the other party must have hidden his identity.

"Haha, the physical body is just a piece of rotten skin, let alone a mere name. When I asked Shi Fang his name, it seems that I have taken the form."

"Master, please forgive Zhang for being so presumptuous. I have always heard that Master has incredible magical powers. This is a very expensive thing. Please give me some advice."

"Hahaha, good. Ever since I was a stinky old man, I have never stepped out of the temple since I completed the Yi Jin Jing. I originally thought that nothing in the world could make my heart beat. Today, I am surprised to meet someone with such a powerful aura as the donor.

I am very happy to see you"

"Okay, okay, I understand what Master means. It's too cold to be at a high place. Is Zhang right?"

"Since the benefactor is so elegant, how can I disappoint you?" Wubei said, lifting the corner of his robe and looking at the two dogs solemnly.

When the two dogs saw this, Yilin said softly, "please please".

The body turned into an afterimage, directly attacking Wubei

When Wu Bei saw the two dogs and their figures disappearing in a flash, he was also surprised. However, despite this, he did not show any panic.

After Ergou used 'Shadow Escape' and disappeared, he instantly appeared behind Wubei and waved his left and right hands at the same time. His left hand found a white mist of cold air, but his right hand sent out a red flame that hit Wubei's back.

Obviously, Wu Bei knew something was wrong when he saw the two dogs disappearing on the spot, but he still stood there motionless.

Just when the cold air and red flames were still a few inches away from Wubei, a transparent light shield visible to the naked eye appeared around Wubei. No matter what the two dogs did, they could not get even half a step closer.

Wubei saw that the two dogs entered without success, and smiled at the two dogs in the light shield. No movement of his limbs was seen, only a squirming movement in Wubei's abdomen. Suddenly, Wubei opened his mouth fiercely, and a silent ripple came towards him.

Ergou, wherever the ripples passed, even Ergou's cold air and red flames instantly disappeared.

Ergou was horrified when he saw this. He clearly felt that Wubei was not using spiritual power. As for what he was doing, Ergou didn't know why.

At the same time, Ergou also secretly said that it was a pity that he only had two levels of spiritual power now. If he were at his peak, he could freeze Wubei into a popsicle whenever he pleased.

However, obviously, it is too late to say anything now. Looking at the sound wave attack that is getting closer and closer, Ergou has not made any move. He only sees Ergou flicking his fingers, and the red sword keeps swimming around the body as if it is spiritual.

The invisible sound wave approaching Ergou was immediately cut into pieces by the fast-moving red sword. The place where Ergou stood was peaceful and quiet. The invisible sound wave was blocked by the red sword and could not get any closer.

"Fly with the Sword," Wubei, who originally had a calm face, cried out. At the same time, as soon as he spoke, the invisible ripples coming from his mouth were of course interrupted.

When Ergou heard Wu Bei scream, he was also greatly surprised. Could it be that the other party knew about the idea of ​​cultivating immortals?
Chapter completed!