At the entrance of the temple, two novices are waiting to greet and bid farewell to the pilgrims.

Although Shaolin Temple is a holy place of martial arts, its identity as a Buddhist sect will not change, and there are not many pilgrims who come and go to Shaolin Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Tang Feng walked up the steps, came to the door, and recited in his mouth: "Amitabha, the two little masters are polite." ”

"The donor is courteous! How can the donor help me? The two novices were eleven or twelve years old, and when they saw Tang Feng performing the Buddha ceremony, they hurriedly returned the salute.

Although they saw that Tang Feng's dress was a little weird, they did not discriminate, they were influenced by Buddhism since childhood, and believed in the equality of all beings, even if Tang Feng was a foreigner, they would not turn it away.

"Of course I need help, I want the Yi Jin Sutra, can you help me take it out?" Tang Feng was discussing, but he said with a smile on his face: "I'm here to burn incense and worship the Buddha, I'm not familiar with the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, I don't know if I can invite two little masters to introduce me?" ”

For Shaolin Temple, Tang Feng is really unfamiliar, if there is a familiar person to help him lead the way, it will save a lot of trouble, and the two little novices in front of him are still young, they should be very easy to fool, they are simply the best choice to lead the way.

When the little novice heard this, he was embarrassed: "Donor, we can't leave the mountain gate without permission, if you are not familiar with the mountain gate, go to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there will be a senior brother to introduce you." ”

Tang Feng saw that the two novices did not agree, and he had another plan in his heart, and said: "Little master, I first came to Guibao Temple, where is the Daxiong Treasure Hall in your mouth?" Otherwise, you can take me alone, and when I get to the place, you will come back, so it should be fine, right? ”

"This!" The two little novices glanced at each other, and one of them said, "Qingsong, you take this donor, I'll guard the mountain gate first!" ”

"Okay!" Xiao Shami, who was known as the green pine, nodded, and then said to Tang Feng: "Donor, please!" ”

"Thank you, little master." When Tang Feng heard this, he hurriedly thanked him, and then quietly kept up with the pace of the little novice.

Along the way, Tang Feng took advantage of Xiao Shami's inattention, looked around, remembered the location of some buildings, and asked Xiao Shami from time to time how many temples there were in Shaolin Temple.

Although Tang Feng is not familiar with Shaolin Temple, as far as he knows, there are not many palace attics in Shaolin Temple, including the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the Bodhi Temple, the Taoist Institute and so on.

This does not include the well-known One Courtyard and Four Halls, which refers to the Dharma Academy, which is the place where Shaolin monks study martial arts, and ordinary pilgrims are not allowed to enter.

The four halls include the Prajna Hall, the Arhat Hall, the Precept Hall, and the Zhike Hall.

The Pranya Hall is the place where the Shaolin Temple studies the martial arts of the various sects and sects of the rivers and lakes, the Luohan Hall is the hall for teaching the martial arts of Shaolin disciples, and the Precept Hall is the hall set up to punish the disciples who violate the Shaolin rules.

As for Zhiketang, it is a place to receive some Jianghu martial arts people.

It can be seen that there are many temples and palaces in Shaolin Temple.

Fortunately, Tang Feng has a clear goal, as long as he knows where the Bodhi Academy is, and then finds a way to sneak in, it is equivalent to half the success.

On the way, Tang Feng knocked on the side, wanting to ask a little about the situation from Xiao Shami's mouth, but Xiao Shami's mouth was very tight, just not to leak a little information, which made him very hurt, and felt that this world was too sinister, he couldn't even fool a twelve or thirteen-year-old Xiao Shami, how could he fool those martial arts masters on the rivers and lakes?

Especially when Tang Feng thought that Duan Yu was ignored by Wang Yuyan after listening to the Perfume Pavilion, he began to be angry and diligent in learning martial arts, and his heart was even more panicked.

Uncle Jin's Duan Yu is an unborn martial arts wizard, coupled with the Northern Spiritual Skill and the Six Veins Divine Sword, the growth rate is very terrifying, which makes Tang Feng not in a hurry, after all, he only has one year, and the later the time, the more difficult it is for him to kill Duan Yu.

"Senior Brother Kongdu, this donor is going to burn incense and worship the Buddha in the temple, but he is not familiar with the way, so I brought him to you."

After a short time, Shami took Tang Feng through several courtyards and came to a square, in front of the square, there was a large hall, which was the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In the square, there is a large incense burner, and some pilgrims are offering incense around, and some monks with empty characters are greeting them.

The disciples of the empty character generation of Shaolin Temple are the disciples of the youngest generation, and there are four generations of wisdom, void, xuan, and spirit.

"Got it, Qingsong, you go down." The monk known as the empty degree nodded to Qingsong, then folded his hands and said to Tang Feng next to him: "Amitabha, the donor is polite, the incense and candles are here, if you need anything, please do it." ”

Shaolin Temple does not need to give money to buy incense candles first, there is a merit box next to it, after burning incense, you can throw as much money into it.

Buddhists call this making merit.

"It seems that I have to smash all these silver taels on my body today to know the location of the Bodhi Temple."

The lukewarm attitude of emptiness made Tang Feng have a bad premonition for a while, he was an outsider after all, just a pilgrim, and he was going to leave after burning incense and worshipping the Buddha, and the other party's attitude was also expected by him.

If he wants to stay for a longer period of time, it's not impossible, then he needs to go to every temple dedicated to the Bodhisattva Arhat to burn some incense, but after burning the incense, it's impossible not to put money into the merit box next to it, right?

This circle of incense burned, and the few taels of silver left on his body were afraid that he would have to put them all in.

"Fight, no pay, harvest from there!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth, immediately reached out and took the incense candle next to the incense burner, and worshiped solemnly.

After finishing the incense, Tang Feng took out a few pieces of broken silver from his cuffs, selected one of them and put it in the merit box.

When he took out the silver, Tang Feng still made a lot of determination, as the saying goes, he can't bear the wolf if he can't bear the child, for the sake of Yi Jinjing, he can be regarded as fighting.

After all, he only has five or six taels of silver on him, if he can't get the Yi Jin Jing and puts all his money into it, he will have to endure the rest of the days.

"Amitabha, the donor has a heart."

Tang Feng went down this piece of broken silver, and the emptiness next to him could be seen clearly, and he immediately said the Buddha name, and his expression became better.

You must know that a piece of broken silver has a few dollars, which is a few hundred copper plates, Tang Feng's practice, in the eyes of emptiness, is undoubtedly devout to the heart of the Buddha.

"Amitabha, this master, I still need to go to other bodhisattvas to offer incense, please lead the way."

Tang Feng saw that the attitude of this empty monk had changed, and he was immediately relieved, at least in this way, it made him feel that his money was not wasted.