Meng Xiaobao nodded slightly and said, "Okay, let's go up the mountain!"
After that, the group started climbing.
Along the way, Tang Fang also explained some Shaolin Temple rules to Meng Xiaobao.
"Master, after entering the outskirts of Shaolin, guests are required to temporarily store their weapons outside, which means they can only enter with bare hands. This is also a rule established by the Shaolin sect for thousands of years."
Hearing this, Jin Peng smiled and said nothing, but some people were not very happy.
"Hmph! What bullshit rules! What's more, do you think we need weapons to deal with a few mortals?"
Pengxu next to him scolded him coldly.
Meng Xiaobao heard the quarrel of the people next to him and found it a bit funny.
So Hu smiled and said: "It's just a small matter. Let's put away our weapons. We are all immortal-level masters. We can't hold weapons every day!"
In response to these words, Xiaota next to him sighed.
"Brother, do I need to put myself away?"
"Forehead……"
Meng Xiaobao was a little stunned, but then he was relieved: "Don't cause trouble."
Everyone continued to go up the mountain.
Finally, when we arrived at the place, we saw a dozen monks standing at the entrance, seemingly to block people.
"Amitabha! All donors, please make a detour, the inner temple does not accept tourists!"
The leading monk put his hands together and looked very calm.
But for such people, Meng Xiaobao would not say much: "Okay! I don't want to talk nonsense with people like you. Get out of the way. We are not tourists."
Meng Xiaobao smiled softly: "And we are not carrying weapons, so we can go in now."
The guarding monk looked carefully and found that none of these people had brought them with them, but something was wrong. There were too many of them.
But now is not the time to think so much and just let people in. Anyway, in their hearts, it’s not just the large number of people who can cause trouble in Shaolin.
After passing the guarded gate, we also came to the real Shaolin Temple, the real inner temple.
Behind the pass are the stone steps leading up to the Shaolin Temple. Thousands of stone steps give people a rich sense of history.
"I didn't expect that there is such a place in the depression of this mountain. There is really something inside it!"
Arrive in front of the temple.
Two monks holding long sticks guarded the entrance to the temple.
"Donor, please stay. May I ask what the benefactor is here for?"
Seeing a group of people walking over like this, the monk guarding the gate felt a little like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Although there are indeed a lot of people coming and going over the years, I have never seen so many people coming here, and looking at their faces, they are somewhat unkind.
"Come to your Shaolin Temple and admire the ancient temple. Why don't you welcome me?"
After Meng Xiaobao finished speaking, Peng Xu had already gone up behind him. With a flash of his body, a stream of air directly forced the two of them back.
"Stop talking nonsense and let you take charge. Otherwise, today's matter will not be settled so easily."
Upon hearing this, how could the people present not know what happened!
Someone is here to cause trouble! In this case, of course, we can't hide anymore.
When we arrived at the entrance of the main hall, basically all the monks in the temple who could come had already arrived.
The leading monk is wearing a red cassock, and the few behind him are all wearing gray cassocks. This already shows his status.
"Why, aren't we welcome when we come?"
Meng Xiaobao said with a smile.
The leader, Abbot Liaoci, shook his head slightly: "It's obvious that the donor is no longer an ordinary guest with such a large number of guests. If you are here to cause trouble, please explain the reason. Our Buddhist sect is not an unreasonable place."
Seeing how polite the other party was, Meng Xiaobao didn't feel like saying much.
"It's nothing. I only came here to do a few things. Let me talk about the first one. Did Tiandao Pavilion come before and was repulsed by you?"
In response, Abbot Liaoci nodded. This is not a secret, and it is not a big deal if it is spread out.
"That's right, three days ago, a deputy master of Tiandao Pavilion named Shuikan came here with his people, but nothing major happened. He was repulsed by the ancestors in the temple."
"If you are here to look for the footprints of Tiandao Pavilion, I, the Shaolin Temple, cannot provide much help. After all, the ancestors in my temple are not allowed to leave seclusion until the moment of life or death. Please forgive me for this."
The way he looked at the other person didn't look like he was telling lies.
"I see, it seems that the Shaolin Temple has a lot of things! I just don't know who is practicing in the Shaolin Temple. The practitioners in the combined stage can be beaten away. This number one martial arts school is really not just a boast!"
Upon hearing this, Abbot Liaoci didn't know what to say, but he felt a little embarrassed.
"This is the highest secret of our temple. We cannot tell you. But Donor Tang, do you have anything else to do when you come to our temple again?"
Tang Fang was stunned when someone named him.
"Abbot Liaoci! This time I came with the young master, so if you have anything to do, you can talk to the young master!"
How could Tang Fang not know whose home court is now? It’s better to take it easy now! There are some things that cannot be forgotten.
Upon hearing this, Liao Ci was also at a loss. Tang Fang's young master?
How is that possible.
Tang Fang is the leader of the Tang Sect! His status in the entire world is basically irreplaceable. At least, as the leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Fang’s status in the martial arts is naturally not low. In this way
Its strength and status are by no means comparable to many sects.
But even so, he still has to call this person young master, so who is the young man in front of him!
However, just now Tang Fang said that Meng Xiaobao is his young master, so it seems that the other party is the young master of some big family, and the first person he heard mentioned Tiandao Pavilion was, could it be a hidden family of the Xia clan?
But there can be such a powerful family, could it be the Xuanyuan family?
Thinking of this, Abbot Liaoci immediately smiled knowingly: "This must be Master Xuanyuan! Why don't you go to the back courtyard to have a cup of tea?"
Hearing this, Meng Xiaobao shook his head: "Xuanyuan?
Who told you that my surname is Xuanyuan? My surname is Meng, which has nothing to do with the Xuanyuan family you mentioned, and I don’t want to talk too much nonsense to you now."
"Let's be simple and crude! Is Master Tianji here with you? If so, let him come out!"
In response to Meng Xiaobao's inquiry, Liao Ci frowned. Although he didn't know who the other party was, he probably wasn't a bad person based on his appearance.