Godly System Moralizes the World

A month later, a handsome young man wearing a moon-white gown with a cyan soap cloth belt around his waist and soft boots appeared at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

The young man was holding a little girl carved with pink jade in his left hand, and behind him was a teenager with a grim expression.

This was Xiao Tian and his party. After Xiao Tian made a decision, he took Xiao Feng and Wang Yuyan to drive to Shaoshi Mountain the next day.

Because of Wang Yuyan's weak physique, Xiao Tian deliberately slowed down the speed of his journey, which extended the journey that would have been completed in only half a month to one month!

"Master, this is Shaoshi Mountain?" Wang Yuyan was led by Xiao Tian and looked around curiously.

Although she is the jewel in the hands of Gusu Murong and Gusu Wang's family, there are not many steep mountains in the Jiangnan Water Town.

Therefore, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but glance at the undulating peaks and the steep Shaoshi Mountain.

"Yes," Xiao Tian looked into the distance, and happened to see a stone wall carved with Buddha. Not far behind the stone wall was a majestic mountain gate and a staircase that seemed to go straight into the clouds.

At the gate of the mountain, two welcoming monks in bright yellow monk clothes are looking ahead with solemn expressions.

Xiao Tian took Xiao Feng and Wang Yuyan towards the mountain gate.

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor, this temple does not accept foreign visitors recently, please forgive me," Xiao Tian and the three of them just walked to the mountain gate, and the welcoming monk on the left greeted them and said with a smile.

Perhaps it was because of the extraordinary temperament of Xiao Tian and his entourage. Although the welcoming monk was rejecting, he did not lose the slightest courtesy, and he could not see the slightest arrogance on his face.

"I also ask the little master to inform the abbot Xuanci, saying that the old Yanmen Pass is visiting," Xiao Tian smiled and arched his hand at the welcoming monk and smiled.

"Dare to ask the surname of the donor?" The welcoming monk asked Xiao Tian's face and quickly asked.

If the person in front of you really has friendship with the abbot, although Shaolin Temple is closed to thank guests, it is not easy to turn it away!

"The little master just needs to tell Abbot Xuanci that I was a young man in white clothes outside Yanmen Pass. I think Abbot Xuanci will soon remember who I am!"

A faint smile appeared on Xiao Tian's face, and he said in a hurry.

"Humph! Playing with mystery!" Upon hearing Xiao Tian's words, the guest-welcoming monk on the right snorted coldly, and said with no anger: "The abbot has everything to do with his abilities, how can a cat and a dog meet casually?"

After finishing talking, the welcoming monk on the right looked at the welcoming monk on the left, and said sarcastically: "I said, brother, you are too good to lie. If this person said it was the abbot’s old acquaintance, you believed it? Then I’m still the brother of the dragon descending Arhat. Yeah!"

Xiao Tian's expression remained the same, but Xiao Feng's face showed anger, and he was about to rant.

"Junior Brother Cautiously!" The welcoming monk on the left glared at the welcoming monk on the right.

Then he arched his hand at Xiao Tian, ​​with a look of apologetic expression on his face: "My junior was scolded by the master this morning, so my tone was a little impulsive. The little monk made a payment to the three donors for my junior, and please three more. The donor will wait a moment, the little monk will pass on to the three donors!"

After speaking, the welcoming monk on the left turned and ran towards the gate.

The welcoming monk on the right looked at the back of the welcoming monk on the left and snorted, "Stupid!"

After speaking, he cast his gaze on Xiao Tian and sneered: "Grandpa Buddha doesn't know where you come from, Ama or Agou, but thinks that you can meet Abbot Xuanci with any reason. Then I am the number one Shaolin Temple in the world. It's worthless!"

"Number one in the world?" Xiao Feng was only fifteen or six years old, and he was already at the age of being competitive. Hearing the words of the welcoming monk, a sneer appeared on his face, and mocked: "Shaolin Temple is also worthy of being number one in the world One?"