By the time he arrived at the Shaolin Temple, which was known as the first in martial arts, half a month had passed, and Wan Qingshan was only half a month away from completing the main quest, so in order to improve himself to the best state.

Wan Qingshan just lived in the township on the edge of Shaomu Mountain and continued to boil his body.

So Wan Qingshan spent his wallet on another inn, and every day he locked himself in his room and kept refining his spirit, boiling his body, and striving to make more progress.

He has now broken through to the realm of seeing gods and is not bad, and he is far from reaching the peak of this realm, and there is still a lot of potential to be tapped.

Therefore, every day, with the help of the elixir, I can feel that I am constantly improving.

And Li Mengzhu is also very intimate to take care of Wan Qingshan's food, clothing and daily life, if it weren't for the appearance of the two, like a grandfather and granddaughter, I am afraid that the two would think that they are husband and wife.

In fact, it is not an incomprehensible thing for old husbands and young wives, in this era, those who are high and powerful, or those who have a lot of wealth, can unlock these achievements.

It's just that Li Mengzhu only takes care of Wan Qingshan's food and clothing, but he sleeps separately, which naturally does not remind people of the old husband and young wife.

And as time passed, Li Mengzhu's face became more and more sad, because according to Wan Qingshan's time calculation, his life was about to end.

As Wan Qingshan's best friend, how can she not feel sad, but she is not a person who does not know the general situation, and now Wan Qingshan's body and mind are invested in the final battle, and she can't be distracted by her mood.

Finally, after Wan Qingshan retreated for half a month, Wan Qingshan finally came out of the room.

And Li Mengzhu, who was waiting outside the door, was also very surprised when he saw Wan Qingshan coming out of the room.

Because Wan Qingshan in front of him was not a drooping old man, but a young man in his twenties, with a sunny face and eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Brother Qingshan, who are you?"

Li Mengzhu naturally knew that his father had a "Eight Desolations and Six Combinations of Solitude and Exclusive Skill", and he heard that it was possible to rejuvenate after cultivation, but Brother Qingshan obviously did not have the slightest internal strength......

"Don't be cranky, this is the time I have left to get myself back to my best, it's my last fight in this world and I have to give it my all. ”

This is really not wrong, Wan Qingshan sacrificed his time for another year, in exchange for a short period of regaining his youth.

After all, no matter how strong he was before, it was because his physique was strong enough and his blood was strong enough, but in essence, he was indeed an old man.

And if you go back to your youth for a short time, you can pull its strength to a peak, if you lose like this, then Wan Qingshan really has nothing to say.

"Why are you bothered? Li Mengzhu sighed.

"If you can't die vigorously, what's the difference between living one more day and one less day?" Wan Qingshan said nonsense with guilt.

Li Mengzhu was helpless, now that the wood has become a boat, it is useless to say more.

The two left the inn and walked towards the Shaolin Mountain, all the way, they were pilgrims who came to the Shaolin Temple.

Although Song Huizong does not like Buddhism, but advocates Taoism, he once ordered Buddhism and Taoism to merge and change the temple into a Taoist temple.

But before Huizong, Buddhism was still thriving, and the so-called hundred-legged insects died but did not stiffen, especially in Buddhist holy places such as Shaolin Temple.

After all, compared to the quiet and inactive Taoism, the people prefer the kind of bodhisattva who can fulfill their wishes, and the Buddha, even if he does not appear in the end, can only blame himself for his insincerity, rather than suspecting that it is only a clay statue sitting on the main hall.

The figures of the two were very abrupt, at least among the devout believers, and the two of them ran all the way from the foot of the Shaomuro Mountain to the top.

Both of them are extraordinary martial arts people, even if Li Mengzhu is placed in the martial arts, he also has the strength of a first-class master, and the light skill of the envoy is even more Ling Bo microstep, and the speed is like flying.

Not to mention Wan Qingshan, under the explosion of muscle power, it was more like a gust of wind.

Soon, the two came to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Seeing the general attire of the two Jianghu people, a monk immediately stepped forward and asked: "The two donors are here to worship the Buddha and pay homage?"

"No, I'm here to challenge, I've heard for a long time that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and there are even the world's first masters who act as sweeping monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so I want to confirm what I have learned, and ask the master to make it convenient. Wan Qingshan arched his hand.

The monk's face changed, and he immediately said: "This benefactor's request can not be agreed to by the little monk, Buddhism is a quiet place, if the donor wants to worship the Buddha, Shaolin sweeps the couch and waits, if it is brave and ruthless, please donor quickly go down the mountain." ”

"10,000 taels, as long as the Shaolin Temple is willing to give me a chance to learn, I will donate 10,000 taels of silver to Shaolin as the incense money of the Shaolin Temple. ”

Wan Qingshan naturally used his invincible tricks to deal with these monks.

The monk's face changed, and he wanted to say something.

"Thirty thousand taels ......"

Wan Qingshan didn't wait for him to say no, he raised the price again, and really took out three silver tickets from his clothes.

The words that the monk wanted to refuse suddenly choked in his chest, not knowing what to do, this was no longer something he could decide.

In particular, Huizong worships Taoism and suppresses Buddhism, although Buddhism still seems to be strong, but those officials are all grass on the wall, and Huizong's wind blows wherever it falls.

Therefore, it seems that there are many pilgrims, but if you do statistics, you will find that the number of people who worship the Buddha is decreasing every year.

Monks do not produce, although they will grow some fruits and vegetables by themselves, but it is difficult to afford the expenses of weekdays, and if there is no incense money, Buddhism will not be able to open in the Central Plains.

Now the young man in front of him is 30,000 taels as soon as he makes a move, and what kind of concept is 30,000 taels, as a knowing monk, he knows it clearly.

So he didn't dare to refuse at all, and even felt that Wan Qingshan was the son of a big family, and if he wanted to see Shaolin's magic skills, he should be coaxing a child.

But this is not something he can decide, and he immediately said: "This matter is a big matter, and the little monk has no right to decide, so please go to the side hall and wait for a while, and wait for the little monk to report to the abbot at this time." ”

After speaking, he led Wan Qingshan and the two to the side hall of Shaolin Temple to entertain distinguished guests, and then left in a hurry.

After a while, several old monks with snow-white eyebrows and kind eyes followed the monk into this side hall.

As soon as I came in, I first came to Amitabha, and then asked Wan Qingshan's identity: "I don't know who the donor's surname is, why do you have to learn martial arts with our Shaolin, our Shaolin Temple's martial arts have always been based on physical fitness, not for competitiveness." ”

The old monk is kind and kind-eyed, which makes people feel good.

"This must be the abbot, I don't know what to call it?"

"Old monk Xuanyin. ”

"Xuanyin Abbot, I don't say much, as long as the abbot can let the sweeping monk seniors compete with Zaixia, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will donate 50,000 taels of silver to Shaolin, here is 10,000 taels, and please accept it. ”

After speaking, he directly took out a silver ticket of 10,000 taels and slapped it on the table.

True Buddhas may not be able to achieve the emptiness of the four majors, let alone lay monks.

What's more, the sentence that the butt decides the head is not just talking, even if Xuan Yin himself can achieve the four major emptiness, he is not tempted by these blockages.

But what about the monks, especially the monks of the courtyard, it is impossible to forge a good physique by eating only vegetables, just like it is impossible for a tiger to eat vegetables, and it is the same thing that a kind of grass eater can basically eat meat.

Therefore, even if Xuan Yin doesn't think about himself, but for all the food and clothing in the temple, this incense money is really important.

Especially under the premise that Huizong does not like Buddhism and advocates Taoism, Shaolin Temple, as a holy place for Buddhism, is under no small pressure.

If there is an additional input now, it will be a relief for the current Shaolin.

So now he is really forced into a corner by Wan Qingshan's money, and he wants to say no, but this sentence goes up to his throat, and he just can't spit it out.

"I don't know why the donor wants to talk to the sweeping monk uncle?"

Xuan Yin suddenly thought of a solution that was not a solution.

If there is a reasonable reason for the person in front of him, Shaolin Temple will naturally open the door for him.

Wan Qingshan glanced at Xuan Yin, and because of the surge in spiritual power and the purity of his essence, he vaguely sensed Xuan Yin's thoughts.

If there is still time, Wan Qingshan doesn't mind using some means to teach this Xuanyin monk a lesson, and he will set up an archway when he is a bitch.

However, Wan Qingshan does not have much time at present, so he naturally follows the words of Monk Xuanyin.

"It's not a secret, in fact, the limit has come, the wish of life is to do the world's masters, before, I have challenged the beggar gang, Kunlun, Kongtong, Dali, Xiaoyao and other gangs and faction masters, now there is Shaolin, known as the world's champion, and even the world's first master sweeping monk master. ”

"Could it be that the donor is the overseas master who has recently challenged various sects and factions-Xiongba?" Xuan Yin exclaimed.

After all, Shaolin is a martial arts master, although he is now shrinking his strength to deal with the pressure of the imperial court, but he still pays attention to the major things on the rivers and lakes, and it is not surprising to know that he is a hero.

It's just that I didn't expect that the legendary hero was obviously an old man with white hair, but what he was in front of him was a young man, could it be that the rumors were wrong?