"According to the tutorial of the ordinary prime of life in this era, you can travel about 1,800 miles in more than ten days, and the tutorial of the martial artist is faster, and this distance is estimated to be farther away, well, let's go east for a thousand miles first."

The pterosaur flew above the thick clouds, and Fang Yuan silently estimated the location of the Songshan boundary mentioned by the Shaolin lay disciple named Zhang Hai, and drove the pterosaur to soar towards the destination.

A rare BMW in the world, it can travel thousands of miles in a day, but between the wings of the evolved Fengshen Pterodactyl, it only takes half an hour to reach the land of thousands of miles.

Seeing a continuous mountain range in the distance, Fang Yuan drove the pterosaur to fly over the mountain range, and when it reached a similar height, he sent the Fengshen pterosaur back to the wild world, and floated down by itself.

"Songshan ......"

When flying in the sky, Fang Yuan took a good look at the location of the town, and as soon as he landed at this time, after identifying the direction, he took a step and walked towards the town that he had overlooked in the sky.

The body of the pterosaur was too ostentatious, which was useful at certain times, but it was not so good when he didn't want to swagger, so for the sake of concealment, Fang Yuan pierced a lot between the mountains.

Even in the mountains, there is naturally no road, but Lu Xun said that there is no road in the world, and the more people walk, there will be a road, and these grass, trees, mountains and stones can not stop Fang Yuan.

The terrain in the mountains and forests is complicated, and the scenery around him is good, but Fang Yuan has long been used to it, in order to save time, he simply uses his way to fly on the treetops.

With the blessing of the [Streamer], the speed skyrocketed, and the scenery on both sides moved rapidly.

After only half an hour, I came out of the mountain and encountered a small path.

The path ran north and south, Fang Yuan stood on the road, looked left and right, turned to the north, and walked over.

Obviously, this is a country trail with few pedestrians, and low hillsides on the left and right.

Follow the path until the end, only to meet three or five farmers carrying farm tools, turn onto the east and west of the avenue after the pedestrian gradually increased, casually found passers-by to inquire, then knew the location of Shaolin Temple.

"Enter the city from this direction, go out of the east gate of the city, walk thirty miles to the east, turn left and walk more than ten miles, and you will reach the foot of Shaomu Mountain."

Passers-by seemed to be surprised by strangers asking for the way to Shaolin Temple, smiled and pointed in the direction, and walked towards the city with firewood on their backs.

Fang Yuan thanked him in the back, and then rushed to the city, closer to the city, there were more pedestrians around, Fang Yuan looked at the sky, but it was only four or five o'clock.

But thinking of the possible closing time of Shaolin, Fang Yuan did not rush to set off, and after entering the city, he searched around, and sure enough, he found a Yuelai Inn.

"This Yuelai Inn is really everywhere, and the business is not bad."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, the national chain name is naturally good, of course he chose to live here, asked for a table of food, and then closed his eyes and practiced in the guest room of Yuelai Inn.

The power of the divine soul is drumming, and it runs silently according to the content of the "Great Day Rulai Sutra", and a Buddha who is exactly the same as Fang Yuan is entrenched in the sea of consciousness, constantly refining and improving the power of his divine soul.

So far, this "Great Day Rulai Sutra" has also been cultivated by him, and he has even walked out of a new world.

"The Great Day Nyorai Sutra" is not cultivated in the Great Day Buddha, but Fang Yuan, Fang Buddha!

A Buddha, a Buddha under his control!

After this "Buddha" is condensed, even if he doesn't cultivate, he can automatically refine the cultivator's divine soul, but under Fang Yuan's deliberate guidance, the refining effect on the divine soul will also rise in a straight line.

Time passed quietly in the practice, and at dawn on the second day, Fang Yuan Yungong absorbed the essence of Donglai into his abdomen, and had breakfast at the Yuelai Inn, so he took his steps and walked to the east of the city.

When he left the city, Fang Yuan found that there were still many people traveling with him, and all of them were heading towards Shaomu Mountain like him along the way.

Even as the distance approached, there were more and more people.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he suddenly realized that these were all here to burn incense and worship Buddha!

"Although Shaolin Temple is a cultivation sect, it also receives pilgrims, no wonder there are so many people."

Ascending the mountain road leading to the Shaolin Sect, Fang Yuan looked at the pilgrims before and after, smiled slightly, and turned into an ordinary pilgrim, and climbed towards the Shaolin Temple step by step.

Shaomu Mountain is not very high, but the people in front and behind are not climbing fast, and Fang Yuan is naturally not too obvious, just showing the physical speed that a normal youth should have.

In this way, after climbing all the way, in the middle of the morning, I finally arrived at this ancient temple, which is extremely famous even in later generations.

It's just that the gate of this famous ancient temple for thousands of years is not brilliant, but it looks very ordinary, in addition to being larger, there are two haters at the door to welcome guests, and there are monks sweeping the floor on the stone steps outside the door.

Looking at the posture, this is to sweep all the way from the front of the door to the bottom of the mountain!

"Shaolin Temple."

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he followed the other pilgrims forward, without showing any abnormality, and walked towards the temple.

"Amitabha!"

When passing by the welcoming monk, he saluted him like other pilgrims, won a Buddha call from the welcoming monk, and then stepped into the temple gate.

There are monks in every place in the temple, some are ordinary, some are majestic, and some are strong, and you can meet a few internal forces every few steps, but ordinary monks are like this, it can be seen that the foundation of Shaolin Temple is really not shallow!

Fang Yuan was like an ordinary pilgrim, walking all the way to see all the way, not looking more, not seeing less, ordinary, ordinary, directly followed a group of pilgrims to the place where the incense was served.

There are quite a lot of people who come to offer incense, Fang Yuan set up a temple with a small number of people, waited in line for a while, and soon it was his turn, and when he went in, he saw that the Buddha with a smile on his face was sitting on the top.

"No wonder there are not many people, it turns out to be a happy Buddha."

This thought flashed in his heart, and there was a monk guarding him, and Fang Yuan didn't look too much, first bowed three times, put on three sticks of incense, and then stopped in place with hesitation when he was about to leave.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the donor, but what's bothering?"

The monk who was good at observing words and emotions immediately stepped forward to ask, and his face was full of waves.

Fang Yuan's face was entangled for a moment, and then he took out two silver tickets of one thousand taels from his arms, stuffed them into the merit box in front of the Zhike monk, and then respectfully turned around and bent over to the Zhike monk with his hands folded.

"I don't dare to hide it from the master, my mother has been worshiping Buddha all her life, and she is no longer in this world at this time, and she has not thought about it recently, and she has a heart cramp and a restless sleep, and she has come from thousands of miles away, just to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and read them for my mother every day after I go back."

"Please also ask the master to fulfill this wish for Fang!"

At the end of the words, Fang Yuan bowed deeply, his expression extremely sincere.

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