"Huh, what about people?" The turkey made the choppy noodles, but when he turned around, he found that Wang Xu was gone.

At this time, Wang Xu had already left Causeway Bay and crossed the sea to the mainland.

Nanhe, Shaolin Mountain, Shaolin Temple...

In oriental movies, Shaolin Temple can be described as a beautiful landscape, and Wang Xu and Shaolin also have an indissoluble bond.

Starting from the world of Lu Ding Ji, Wang Xu first learned the Golden Bell Jar, and then learned the Yijin Sutra, in terms of martial arts alone, he is half a Shaolin person.

Standing at the foot of Shaomu Mountain again, looking at the mountain gate with the words of the thousand-year-old temple, Wang Xu felt a lot for a while.

It's just that the time is a little unfortunate, and it's almost early in the morning when I look at the watch, so I'd better go back and prepare for it, and I'll be here tomorrow.

The next day...

As the ancestral garden of Zen Buddhism and a famous mountain in China, Shaolin Temple has always been the peak of incense since the establishment of the temple.

It was just the morning when the mountain gate was opened, and there was an endless stream of tourists who went up the mountain to worship the Buddha, and there were thousands of people densely packed with them.

Wang Xu, dressed in a black tunic and wearing sunglasses, bought tickets from the door and followed the tourists to the mountain.

Behind him, there were twenty porters carrying suitcases, which seemed somewhat strange compared to those travelers who were traveling from a family of three.

"Boss, what's in here, it's so heavy!"

A porter carrying a box followed Wang Xu and was very curious about the contents of the box.

These porters are all residents of the mountain, and they were hired by Wang Xu for 500 yuan a piece to carry the burden for him.

The so-called burden is a bamboo pole with two small boxes tied with red silk at both ends.

As for what was in the box, Wang Xu smiled and didn't say anything, his expression was a little mysterious.

After the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, it is a road to the mountain, and from the bottom to the top, you can vaguely see the buildings on the mountain.

Ten minutes later, Wang Xu and his entourage followed the tourists, stepped through the gate with the three characters of Shaolin Temple, and came to the scope of the Tianwang Palace.

Wang Xu walked into the palace of the Heavenly King and bowed to the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings.

The monk in the palace of the Heavenly King, when he saw a pilgrim entering the door, walked up with his hands folded, and whispered: "Donor, do you want to offer incense?" We have three kinds of incense here, 200 small incense, 500 medium incense, and 1,000 large incense. The incense leads directly to the Western Bliss, and the four heavenly kings will surely bless the donor, and the wind and rain will be smooth and peaceful. ”

The corners of Wang Xu's mouth twitched slightly, and he had a sense of déjà vu under the overpass, being pulled by a hawker and asking if he wanted a piece of wool.

Sure enough, in different planes, Shaolin Temple is still a bird.

Wang Xu learned Shaolin martial arts, and he is also half a Shaolin person, so he knows this group of guys too well.

"Three big incense, a little sincerity." Wang Xu took out thirty hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the Zhike monk, took three thumb-thick incense sticks, and lit them in the incense burner of the Tianwang Palace.

Looking at the slowly burning incense, the monk smiled with flowers, and was very virtuous monk.

As for the family of four who entered the door at the same time as Wang Xu, but turned around and did not buy incense, the monk didn't look at it.

"Amitabha, three great incense, incense through bliss, one to add blessings, one to add Lu, one to add longevity, the donor's merit is immeasurable!" The monk of Zhike had a loud voice, his mouth was respectful to Wang Xu, but the corner of his eyes was looking at other tourists who walked into the Tianwang Palace.

The tourists gathered together in twos and threes, and after hearing the words of the monks, a few people were still moved.

Got together to discuss for a while, and a couple bought Chinese incense to bless the two of them to grow old together.

An old man bought a small incense to bless his children and grandchildren with peace and many children, and for a time the smell of incense in the palace of the king of heaven was stronger.

"Burning incense is just a small meaning, not enough to show my sincerity, these two boxes are gifts for the king of heaven."

Wang Xu took two small boxes from the porter's hands and enshrined them on the offering table in the Heavenly King's Palace.

The monk hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask what was in the box, anyway, he didn't believe that anyone dared to come to Shaolin Temple to make trouble.

After enshrined two boxes, Wang Xu walked out of the Heavenly King Hall and continued to walk to the back.

Tianwang Palace, Daxiong Treasure Hall, Guanyin Palace, Six Ancestors Hall, Bell Tower Drum Tower, Dharma Pavilion, First Ancestor Nunnery, Thousand Buddha Palace, Arhat Palace, Jizo Bodhisattva Hall.

Wang Xu walked and stopped, burned incense in the hall, and saw the Buddha and worshiped the Buddha.

Along the way, he passed through ten halls, and the twenty boxes carried by ten porters were soon enshrined on the offering table.

Many monks wondered what was in the box, until a young monk couldn't hold back and secretly opened the box.

"Wow!" The monk who opened the box saw a golden light, a full twenty-five gold bars, lying quietly in the box.

When the surrounding monks heard the exclamation, they all came up to watch, and when they saw two boxes of fifty gold bars, they all gasped.

"Uncle Shi, before that person came to the Luohan Palace, it seems that he also put two boxes in the Thousand Buddha Palace!"

The young monk looked at the old monk, although he didn't say it thoroughly, the old monk had already understood the meaning, and walked quickly towards the Thousand Buddha Hall.

Arhat Hall, Thousand Buddha Hall, First Ancestor Nunnery, Dharma Pavilion, Bell Tower Drum Tower...

The old monk checked the halls one by one and found that as long as it was the main hall, there were two enshrined boxes inside.

When I opened the box, I saw that it was not gold, twenty-five gold bars in each box, and two chests in each hall, which was not much, and there was no less.

The old monk was short of breath, his sallow face suddenly became rosy, hugged the door of the main hall, and roared: "Come quickly, inform the abbot..."

Ten halls, two chests in each hall, and fifty gold bars, which is five hundred pounds of gold.

You must know that Wang Xu took twenty porters and forty boxes up the mountain, isn't this a thousand catties of gold.

With the roar of the old monk, the entire Shaolin Temple was alarmed.

Half an hour later, Gongdelin...

"The golden gift of the Buddha, the merit of the donor is immeasurable, and it is really a sin for the poor monk to fail to meet him from afar, a sin!" Just when Wang Xu looked at Gongdelin, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in his ears.

Looking back, a monk in a red robe stood behind him with a smile on his face.

As soon as he saw this person, Wang Xu was taken aback.

He had just observed Gongdelin, and although he was a little fascinated, it didn't mean that he was defenseless and didn't know when he was standing behind him.

But in fact, Wang Xu really didn't notice when this person appeared and when he was standing behind him.

"Amitabha, the donor is frowning, but what's on his mind?"

The master of the dream relic, Gao Xuan Buddha, stood motionless with his feet, stood in front of Wang Xu in a floating way, and said in surprise: "Hey, donor, your martial arts are actually my Shaolin lineage, and the true qi is magnificent and magnificent, showing a pale golden color, obviously you have practiced the Yijin Sutra, and you have reached Xiaocheng, and you are only one step away from Dacheng, it is really amazing!" ”

Floating, really floating, people didn't move, but the earth sent people over.

Wang Xu was shocked in his eyes, what kind of martial arts is this, it's not a reed crossing the river, a reed crossing the river is not so powerful, is it the legendary divine foot pass.

And only glanced at him, not only did he see through his martial arts roots, but he could even see what martial arts he was cultivating, this should be God's eye.

Seeing the two martial arts supernatural powers in a row, Wang Xu's face was unmoved, but his heart had already turned over the river and the sea.

What kind of strength is the Dream Relic Master, the Great Grandmaster, or the Broken Level, the latter is more likely.

This kind of supernatural ability has gone beyond the level of martial arts, and only the martial arts supernatural powers can explain it.

After all, this is a world with the advent of immortals and Buddhas, and the power system is very huge, not an ordinary martial arts world.

"Wang Xu, a scholar of later learning, has seen the master of the dream relics, but the master uses martial arts supernatural powers?"

Wang Xu clasped his hands together and asked respectfully.

Master Mengyi nodded with a smile, looked Wang Xu up and down around him, and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right..."

After saying this, Master Mengyi was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Donor, you are born with wisdom roots and have a relationship with the Buddha, it is a pity not to be a monk, I don't know if you are interested in becoming a monk?" ”

Wang Xu: "Huh? ”