Extreme Eternal Demon

Shaolin Temple.

It is worthy of being the most authentic martial arts school in the world.

The place where martial arts originated.

Look 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 empty space.

Therefore, when you stand under the stone steps and look up at the mountain gate, you will not see the Shaolin Grand Hall, but a sky of clouds.

It feels like there is heaven behind the gate of Shaolin Temple.

The visual sense is quite shocking.

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

And as everyone entered the Shaolin Temple.

This situation is even more extraordinary.

The main hall is magnificent.

Looking through the open door of the palace, there is a giant Buddha made of pure gold.

It sat there cross-legged.

He lowered his head and looked down at the people who came in, with compassionate faces and kind eyes.

There are countless more towering Arhats on both sides.

With the curling of the Buddha's voice and the lingering incense, it gives people a sense of tranquility.

"Amitabha."

Monk Zhixiang did not lead everyone into the Mahavira Hall.

After all, they did not come here specifically to worship Buddha.

He just stopped for a moment at the entrance of the Main Hall, and then saluted the Buddha.

Everyone from the Huajian faction also bowed one after another.

This is respect for Buddha.

"If you were really kind, why would you waste gold and silver to build your own body?"

"ridiculous."

Although Li Wuyou also bowed, he was just pretending.

In his mind, he thought of the Xiaoyun Temple that he had destroyed.

The original monk.

Shaolin today.

They are all the same.

They are just harvesting believers in the name of Buddha to satisfy their own selfish desires.

Ordinary belief is nothing but a joke.

Pity the mediocre people who don't know how to conquer heaven with their own efforts, but they try to rely on immortals and Buddhas to fulfill their wishes.

sorrow.

"Master Lu, please come this way."

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 world for thousands of years.

This area is naturally vast.

There are also many places to stay.

The Huajian Sect has a good status in the world, so this position is well arranged.

In the southwest of the Main Hall, there is a place called Wuwang Garden.

More than a dozen rooms.

It has already been tidied up by the little novice monk.

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

"I have already ordered people to prepare a fast meal, and it will be delivered to you later. You all must be tired after traveling long distances. You can rest peacefully after the meal."

Monk Zhixiang's face was full of peace and he said,

"If you need anything, you can always inform my Shaolin disciples and they will help you solve it."

"Thank you, abbot."

Li Wuyou cupped his hands.

Lu Zhongyun left with his disciples to arrange the necessary things.

Li Wuyou, on the other hand, walked out of Wuwang Garden with Monk Zhixiang as a farewell.

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

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

"I wonder, do you have time?"

"Master Lu, please speak."

Monk Zhixiang stood still, put his hands together and said,

"I know everything I know and can tell you everything."

"Thank you, Master."

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

"This junior wants to ask the abbot if he knows anything about ascending to heaven? Or, does Shaolin Temple have any records in this regard? This junior wants to know something."

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

He and the old monk don't have this kind of friendship yet.

Now let’s reveal some of it, just to explore the latter’s tone first.

"Tianmen?"

Monk Zhixiang raised his head and glanced at Li Wuyou, with a look of amazement on his face, and said,

"Master Lu has great ambitions."

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

Unless, those who have the opportunity to reach the Heavenly Gate.

Abbot Zhixiang himself does not have this qualification.

Because he has no hope of reaching heaven.

And now Li Wuyou has this hope.

At such a young age, he already has extraordinary strength, and it is only a matter of time before he reaches the realm of vajra.

Tianmen, maybe it can really be broken.

It is normal for him to ask this question.

Monk Zhixiang was a little amazed and a little envious.

"Please ask the master to clarify my doubts."

Li Wuyou's attitude was respectful, his face was pious, and he bowed down to ask for advice.

"I'm going to be rude."

Monk Zhixiang's eyes flickered, shook his head slightly, and sighed,

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

"At that time, the Arhat had been living in seclusion in the back mountain for many years and was not interested in worldly affairs. The entire Shaolin Temple did not know about the matter of ascending to the Heavenly Gate in advance. It happened suddenly."

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

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

Of course Monk Zhixiang knows some of the secrets of Dengtianmen.

Shaolin Temple has existed for thousands of years, and its foundation must be much deeper than that of the Huajian Sect.

But he didn't want to say it.

Why can Li Wuyou ascend to Tianmen?

But you can’t do it yourself?

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

Overwhelm Shaolin.

That is also detrimental to Shaolin.

Therefore, Monk Zhixiang will not reveal a word.

But he couldn't show it.

When he said this, he hesitated slightly and then said,

"However, the ancestors of the back mountain should know something. I will go and ask on behalf of Master Lu. If there is any news, I will definitely reply to Master 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 help me inquire, can you also help me ask about the fragments of the kingdom of heaven?"

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

However, this change in his eyes was quickly covered up by him.

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

"This is the first time I've heard of the fragments of the Kingdom of Heaven. It's okay. I'll ask the ancestors of the back mountain to see if they know about it."

"Excuse me, Master."

Li Wuyou surrendered again.

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

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

He said the words "Fragments of Heaven" on purpose.

Just to see Monk Zhixiang’s reaction.

Sure enough, I didn't let myself down.

Li Wuyou captured all the changes in the latter's eyes with his keen soul.

That kind of shock, and then trying to hide it.

Explain a problem.

The old monk knows about the fragments of the Kingdom of Heaven and also knows many things about ascending to the Heaven Gate.

And he just didn't want to tell himself.

"Ah."

Li Wuyou was not angry about this.

What the wise monk did was just human nature.

He understands.

Maybe it's jealousy.

Or maybe it's for Shaolin's sake.

There is always a reason to prevent yourself from reaching the Heavenly Gate.

However, understanding is understanding, and what Li Wuyou wants to get must still be obtained.

"I know you know, that's enough."

"Whether you say it or not, it doesn't matter."

"After all, I have a way to bring out everything you know."

He looked at the retreating back of Monk Zhixiang and sneered softly.