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Over 90,000 steps?

Dong Wen Feng shouted in disbelief. The stairs were slanted upwards and one could not see the end, as though it led to the sky.

Not only was Dong Wen Feng shocked, Li Tiezhu's face was also filled with shock: "This … "How long are you going to take, over 90,000 steps!"

If you truly want to pay a visit to Shaolin Temple, you have to finish it step by step. If you can't even finish walking in a day, then it'll be two days.

Dong Wen Feng wiped away the sweat that did not exist on his forehead. It seemed like he was going to fight a long battle, but, in terms of perseverance, when had he ever been afraid of that?

Dong Wen Feng took the lead and climbed the stairs first, with Li Tiezhu following closely behind, and lastly with the old man as the lead. According to the old man, it was to prevent the two of them from regretting halfway, and then climbing back up again.

Thus, the three of them started to crawl with their butts sticking out. After crawling for a good three hours, they slowly stopped to rest. When they looked down the stairs, they were completely fine, but that did not scare Li Tiezhu out of his wits.

"F * ck!" Why is this place so high! "

Dong Wen Feng looked carefully, and realized that the stairs were completely suspended in the air. Below them was a verdant forest, which was at least a hundred metres above the ground!

"What's going on? How is it suspended in the air! " Dong Wen Feng was panicking.

"Aiya, how strange!" The old man pushed Dong Wen Feng from the back, causing the latter's face to turn white. If he were to fall down, with an altitude of a hundred metres, he would definitely be smashed to pieces. A cultivator can be an exception? Haha, it doesn't exist!

"Why do you think that Shaolin Temple can become an extraordinary existence in the cultivation world? If there's nothing to watch over the family, how can it be called this? " The old man pursed his lips.

Dong Wen Feng started to understand, this kind of miraculous scene, should be caused by the Shaolin Temple, it should be the embodiment of its powerful strength, which was the basis of its reputation in the world of cultivation.

"Back then, when our Shaolin Temple was defeated, many martial arts techniques were taken away by some sects under the guise of having common communication. Our Shaolin Temple were humiliated time and time again, until such time as a person appeared, at the age of eighteen years old, he broke through the Innate Realm! Thirty years old was invincible in the world! and directly shouldered the heavy burden of Shaolin Temple on his own! " The old man's words were filled with awe.

"And then?" Li Tiezhu said in anticipation.

"And then? "Hahaha!" The old man's eyes revealed a look of admiration, "Then, this senior, in order to restrict those cats and dogs from coming back to the Shaolin Temple, he interfered with the peace and quiet of the buddhist faith and directly refined a magical equipment. It could be said to be a world-shocking feat!"

"Magic tool?" Dong Wen Feng probed: "Could it be... Is this the step we are standing on? "

The old man nodded his head, that's right, that magic tool was the path to Heaven Stairway!

This senior monk could also be considered to be someone with great perseverance. He directly used dense buddhist energy and used some miraculous method to carve out of the ground a ladder that had existed for a hundred years behind the Shaolin Temple and refine it into a unique magic tool, the Heaven Stairway.

There was no other use than to be able to feel the hearts of the people who came here. If there was a malicious person, a scheming person would never be able to reach the end, and even those great evildoers and evildoers would never be able to reach the end. They would also never be able to go back, and they would starve to death on the path of the Heaven Stairway!

"Ah?" So that's how it is, then can we walk to the end? What if this Heavenly Stairway fails?! " Li Tiezhu was sweating profusely.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of what you've thought of." The old man took something out from his bosom. It was an exquisite Buddha statue.

The old man took the Buddha statue back and respectfully placed it on top of the stairs. After bowing three times, he called out, "Divine Thief Sect Sect Leader has come to visit." In an instant, a ray of light shot out from the Buddha statue, shooting straight into the clouds and disappearing without a trace.

"Alright, it's fine now. We just have to leave." The old man put the Buddha statue away, full of confidence.

Dong Wen Feng and Li Tiezhu looked at each other in doubt, and then started crawling. After about five minutes, they shockingly realised that they could already see the end of the stairs. Over 90,000 steps, it wouldn't be so easy to complete.

"Anitto, my four benefactors, follow me."

A monk with no expression, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Seeing that Dong Wen Feng and the rest had their hands together, the strange thing was, there were clearly three people, how could it be called as' Benefactor '?

"Come, follow me!" The old man returned the salute and followed him.

Following the monk's lead, Dong Wen Feng also curiously sized up the cultivation world's holy land and the true colors of Shaolin Temple.

Not only was the Shaolin Temple not as precious as it was now, it was also a bit ancient, but the feeling was very heavy, as if it had not changed for hundreds of years.

Beneath the blue sky and white clouds were tall and primitive trees. Ancient buildings were decorated with them, and there was only a small path that led to the distant hall, other places were filled with plants, and all sorts of birds flew in the forest. Dong Wen Feng was surprised to find that a little deer that was about two meters away from him had its head lowered as it ate the grass.

"I never thought that Shaolin Temple would be like this. I've really gained experience, hehe." Li Tiezhu secretly said to Dong Wen Feng.

Dong Wen Feng glanced at him but did not say a word. Inside, he was also surprised, thinking that this was the true buddhist faith, a scene of flourishing vitality.

"The abbot is in the main hall. Please, Adept." The monk made a ten and turned to leave.

Dong Wen Feng looked towards the open door of the hall. Other than the golden and shiny Buddha statue, there was a skinny monk sitting cross-legged at the entrance with his eyes closed.

"The Sect Leader of the Divine Thief Sect, his disciple, his friend, greets the Monarch Yuan Guang." The old man bowed respectfully, and Dong Wen Feng immediately followed suit.

"Long time no see, Amitabha!" The circle of light opened its eyes, a bright flash as if there was a sun.

"Humph!" How dare you come? Is he not afraid of my Shaolin Temple's Martial Monastery?! " A fat monk beside the abbot suddenly spoke up.

"Yuan Liang! "Don't be rude!" The abbot slightly scolded him, causing the fat monk to immediately lower his head.

The old man's expression remained the same, "That was my fault. However, I am not a person who broke his promise. I've found the item."

Saying so, he spread open his palm, and a golden-bright and dazzling pill like object appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Buddha's sariras!" Yuan Liang took the initiative to cry out in shock.