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The morning of the second day, Dong Wen Feng and the other two were standing in front of the door to the room.

Yi Tong stood by the side, her face still stained with tears, looking at Dong Wen Feng with an unconvinced expression, obviously resenting his defeat.

"I wonder when we'll be able to meet again. Take care, senior." The old man bowed respectfully.

Adept White-headed nodded slightly. He didn't say anything, but he returned the greeting before turning around and leaving.

Dong Wenfeng stared fixedly at Spiritual Master White-headed's resolute figure, and at Yi Tong, who could not help but turn to glance at him. He felt a little sad in his heart.

Although he didn't know what sort of agreement existed between them, he could still confirm that because of this, Spiritual Master White-headed had stayed in this mountain for 150 years.

Being able to protect a promise for a hundred and fifty years, it should be very important, right? But even after losing such a heavy promise, Spiritual Master White-headed was still able to easily fulfill it, that was what Dong Wen Feng truly admired about him.

"Sigh, let's go. The matter is over." The old man watched as Adept White-headed left, a look of amazement on his face.

Everyone left their houses and continued on their journey towards Hulan River. It was only until night time, when they arrived at a small city and stayed at a hotel that Dong Wenfeng dared to ask the Old Man about some details.

Dong Wen Feng had a lot of questions in his heart. Firstly, he did not know what kind of promise did Sect Leader White-headed mean when he said he would keep his word.

Just as Dong Wen Feng wanted to say it out loud, the old man opened his mouth first.

"Don't ask me about this. I'll tell you slowly. Take this and cultivate well in your free time. It will be of great help to you." With that, he handed over an item.

Dong Wen Feng took it and looked at it, it was a book made of beast skin, it was extremely heavy, with three big words written on it, split into two.

"Body-splitting technique?" Dong Wen Feng lost his voice.

The old man slowly nodded his head, "It is the division and body technique that you have seen. You should learn it well. If you can bring this cultivation technique to new heights, it will also be a form of respect to your Martial Uncle."

Dong Wen Feng's expression was stern as he nodded his head. Although he would often laugh and scold his master, and did not take it seriously, at the critical moment, he was still very willing to listen to his master's words.

It was not only because he respected his master, but also because he was truly curious about this instruction, allowing Dong Wen Feng to study this technique day and night for the next three days.

In a very short period of time, it had actually worked. It had improved his movement technique by quite a bit, allowing him to comprehend quite a few techniques.

During this period of time, the destination of this trip was also just around the corner. On the way, more and more people began to come to the temple hall, and when they reached the end of a mountain path, a majestic stone gate appeared in front of them.

Written on it in three big words, Shaolin Temple.

In the cultivation world, the Shaolin Temple's status was extremely unique and extremely high. The first reason was because it could represent the highest level of cultivation in a certain degree, and also because the Shaolin Temple held the world and never fought for fame or benefits, causing many cultivators to feel reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

"Old man, there are a lot of people here. Are we going in from here?" Dong Wen Feng said as he looked at the bustling crowd.

It was said that Shaolin Temple was a legendary realm, but when its reputation was spread out, the number of visitors also increased to the extreme, so much so that the entire mountain road was filled with pilgrims, adding a lot of mundane air to the sacred ground of the buddhist faith.

"Of course not, let's take a different path, but your cat can watch and see. Buddhism does not cultivate zhen qi, it cultivates Buddhism energy, and it conflicts with the zhen qi of those goblins. Be careful of your cat being taken away by those monks!"

"Tch!" Dong Wen Feng scoffed, "No matter what, Tunyue is still a demon that is close to four hundred years old, so why can't she withstand a single blow? That's right, it's Moon-Devouring! "

Since the last time, Swallowing Moon took the initiative to help Dong Wen Feng, she had increased her position in his heart by a lot.

"Phew … Phew … Phew …" "The Buddhism energy here is too abundant, I am not feeling well, I will sleep for a while." Swallowing Moon was very dispirited. She lazily replied and curled up into a ball.

Dong Wen Feng scolded himself as he thought to himself, this Swallowing Moon was not giving him any face at all.

After following the old man for a long time, they arrived at a deserted area. The trees were extremely tall, and the shrubs could grow to the height of a person. It was a rare primitive forest.

It was also because of the fame of the Shaolin Temple that pine mountain had not been excessively developed and retained a lot of primordial forests, such as tigers and wolves.

"On this cliff, there is a path. As long as we climb it, we will be able to reach the true Shaolin Temple." The old man pointed at the cliff that was dozens of meters tall.

"True Shaolin Temple? "What do you mean?" Li Tiezhu asked. Ever since he came to Pine Mountain, he had been very active.

"That was an external Shaolin Temple just now, and it was something that was specially displayed to the common people. And the current one, is the true Shaolin Temple. The old man patiently explained to his henchman.

Li Tiezhu finally understood and nodded his head.

For ordinary people, it would be extremely difficult to climb this cliff that was tens of meters high. However, for cultivators like them, it was nothing more than a somewhat tall flight of stairs.

The three of them took a few steps back and started running. With a single run, they reached the top of the cliff. The entire process was as easy as walking on flat land.

Dong Wen Feng was extremely amused and intentionally threw the Moon-Swallowing Swallowing Swallow at the bottom of the cliff. Who knew that the Moon-Swallowing Swallowing Swallow was faster than him, and it only needed two or three seconds to get up. To it, these things were as easy as breathing.

"When I shouted at the forest, your grandfather was still drinking milk." Swallowing Moon mocked.

"You …" Dong Wen Feng was disappointed, just as he was about to retort, he was attracted by the scene in front of him.

All he saw was a straight stone staircase, and every step was so narrow that only a single person could pass through it. It was so steep that one couldn't see the end of it, and it seemed extremely shocking.

"What is this?"

"This is the way up, the way of the Heaven Stairway, only sincere people can go up." The old man said.

"The Sky Stairway?" Dong Wen Feng muttered to himself, the road to the Heaven Stairway must be extremely difficult, looking at it, it felt like there was no end and it could not be seen at a glance, how much perseverance did it take?

"How many steps are there?" Dong Wen Feng asked curiously.

"Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine." The old man smiled contemptuously.