"Why is this so awkward? Whose finger can bend to this level?" Wukong was driving the carriage while looking through the books in his hand, while complaining about the content in the book.

A day ago, Rong Hai was slapped into the ground like a potato. When Wukong dug Rong Hai out again, Rong Hai was almost half dead, and he has not woken up until now.

Wukong searched all the valuable items on all the bad guys and ran to a small village. He spent money to buy a broken car full of straw, and drove the car back to the entrance of the valley. After finally getting Rong Hai into the straw in the car, he drove the carriage away from here.

Wukong was very confused about what to do next.

If he wanted to go back to Erlin Temple, he didn't know how to walk; if he wanted to go to Fengmo Mountain, he didn't know how to walk. Moreover, he knew his situation at this time, and there was no safety in the future. After all, there were so many big shots who died, how could he just let it go?

Therefore, he had to escape, and he had to find a place to settle down as soon as possible and quickly treat Rong Hai's injuries. Otherwise, Rong Hai would be very likely to be seriously injured and die.

After thinking about it, Goku finally came up with a place to go.

He drove a carriage and found a passerby on the road. After asking about the place where a large temple is nearby, he drove the carriage to the large temple. The name of the big temple is Shaolin Temple.

When he heard that it was Shaolin, he was immediately very happy. Although he didn't know what the situation was in Shaolin Temple, since he dared to call him Shaolin, he might have a chance, right?

So Wukong did not eat or drink, and rushed towards Shaolin Temple without stopping.

The book he is holding now was inherited by him from his master and master grandfather. The name of this book is "Nine Replies".

Although he couldn't understand the contents of the book at all, it didn't matter. It didn't prevent him from understanding the value of this book, because when he got the book, the system said so.

"Ding! The host is now in the nameless canyon, and the adventure of picking up the corpse has been completed. The host has successfully picked up the supreme secret skill of Taoist sect "Nine Returns to Fingers". The host's positive attribute luck has been greatly improved. Congratulations to the host for picking up the big treasure. I hope the host will pick up more and become a little expert in picking up the bargain as soon as possible."

Although Wukong's system is a bit useless and cannot help him smuggle items from another world, if it is used as a treasure appraisal assistant, it is definitely the most reliable in the world.

So on the way, whenever Wukong had the chance, he would follow the illustrations in the book and make a fool of himself. Anyway, he would not be able to practice. Zen Master Shou'an, who had been secretly protecting him, so he let it go.

Just like that, Wukong drove his carriage across the border of Huangdaozhou and finally entered Bodhizhou controlled by Buddhist forces. After walking for a long time, he could reach Shaolin Temple.

"Second brother, are you also rushing to Shaolin Temple?" Li Yibao asked a friend he knew.

"Of course! The Taoist Sect, Confucian Sect, Demon Sect, Left Sect, Demon Alliance, Warrior Guild, and six major sects visited Shaolin Temple together. What's definitely something big happened! For such a rare moment in the ages, of course I have to go to Shaolin Temple to see the world." The second brother replied to Li Yibao with a smile.

"Well, how about the relationship? Go together?" "It's necessary, go together."

After Wukong overheard the conversation between two people from the world, his cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he dripped it down!

"Damn it! This kind of thing should have nothing to do with me, right? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, I'm just a little man, how could I have something to do with me? No! I picked up a secret book of Taoism, and this matter would definitely not be broken with me! Damn, damn, I knew this matter was not over yet. Hey? Not right? Before, Rong Hai and I were afraid of them because we were blocked by them, and we were alone and lonely.

Brother. Now I'm going to go back to the home court soon! I'm afraid of a ball! Besides, those people are not killed by me, I'm a good person! Haha... It's better to be organized, Rong Hai, if you stick to it, we'll be safe soon, you kid, you have to withstand it!" After Wukong completely understood his situation, he turned his head to the grass behind him. At this time, Rong Hai, who was already angry, was irritated and cheered for nothing.

"Go to his uncle, I'm also an organized person. What should I worry about? Get on the way!" After Wukong cheered himself up, he raised his horse whip and continued to rush towards the Shaolin Temple.

The closer he got to Shaolin, the more martial arts people Wukong saw. When he finally arrived at the foot of Bodhi Mountain, Wukong could no longer walk.

On the mountain road that is 100 meters wide and 100 meters long, at this time, at least 200,000 to 300,000 people gathered. These people were all warriors at the bottom of the rivers and lakes that could not enter the Shaolin Temple mountain gate, which is commonly known as the soy sauce masses.

Although the major events like the Six Sects going up the mountain will definitely have a significant impact on their future lives, they are just ordinary soy sauce people at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and they cannot enter Shaolin.

But that doesn't matter. If you can't enter, you can't enter. Anyway, everyone gathers on the mountain road together and brags and spans to each other and is happy. That's also quite happy, right?

What's more, such large gatherings are usually hard to encounter. Take this opportunity to sell a barbecue grill, sell a discounted weapon, sell a promotional warrior uniform, sell a "Shaolin 7.2 million Top Secret Book" printed by a small factory, "The Secret Protective Cult of the Demon Sect", etc..., etc., the sales volume is simply too good.

So, although you can't enter Shaolin Temple, so what? You are all happy and happy.

Wukong looked at the giant market in front of him, and he was in a hurry now!

What should you do with your mother? The three of them were so crowded that they felt crowded, not to mention that he drove a broken carriage, Rong Hai was still waiting to help him!

"Give me, let me go over, I have something urgent to do to go to Shaolin Temple." No one gave in.

"Please give in, please give in, I really have something urgent to go to Shaolin Temple." Very few people give in, but it's useless.

"I'm a pure-clothed monk! Get out of here!" The people stopped moving, just looking at him.

"I..., there is a patient in my car. Really, please let us go." A road appeared.

Wukong drove the carriage and thanked him all the way, and finally arrived at the front of the main entrance of Shaolin Temple.

"The novice Wukong of Erlin Temple, brought the pure-clothed martial monk "Xuanwu Pushing the Moon Heavenly Protective Arhat" Rong Hai, came to the Guibao Temple to hold the order. Please ask all senior brothers to open the mountain gate!" Wukong stood on the carriage, inserted his waist and shouted loudly at the main gate of Shaolin Temple.

After hearing the shouting outside the door, the two novice monks in Shaolin Temple looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes!

What! Rong Hai actually came to our Shaolin at this time! This is so fucking timely!

Before these two people could react, the soft words of Zen Master Shouzheng, the third master in the world, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, "The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Three Treasures Arhat Guardian of Heaven", had already resounded for ten miles.
Chapter completed!