This made him so angry that he almost spent some time razing the mountain.
In the end, Zhong Mo was so angry that he restrained his speed. He only understood the reason after asking the passing merchants for directions.
It turned out that this mountain was the only place on the trade route that needed to be crossed. If it was very high and steep, there would not be a trade route passing through it. This mountain was not too tall nor too short, so it was not worth it to go around it. It was a little tiring to go over it. There were often bandits on the mountain, so it was a very important checkpoint when traveling along the road.
As for the other mountains?
Pedestrians didn't have to climb it, so what did it matter if it was high?
Therefore, this mountain appeared very tall on the map. As for the desolate mountains and wilderness, even if they were steep, since they were not on the road, they could just draw a circle with a pen to indicate that the mountains and rivers were complicated and difficult to pass through. Why did they need to draw them in detail?
Only then did Zhong Mo realize that he was different from ordinary business travelers and even ordinary martial artists.
He had the cultivation of the Xiantian realm, so he had to circulate his Genuine Qi to maintain his full speed. As long as there were no mountains over a thousand meters high, no swamps, no deserts, and no oceans, he could walk on them as if they were flat ground. He did not need to worry too much. Naturally, his vision would be different when he was on his way.
Therefore, Zhong Mo had to pay more attention to his surroundings along the way. He no longer focused on rushing forward. Finally, he arrived at the foot of the Shaolin Temple.
"Phew ~~~ We're finally here." Zhong Mo restrained his momentum in advance and rushed toward Shaolin Temple at a relatively normal speed.
The Nine Yang Sutra was placed in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Depository, the Lankaya Sutra. Although it was not famous, it was easy to obtain and its power was shocking.
After the first sword sparring on Mount Hua, the Wine Monk had fought Wang Chongyang in wine and martial arts. After winning Wang Chongyang, he had borrowed the Nine Yin Scripture to read it and felt that the Yin Qi was too heavy and his attacks were ruthless.
After returning to the Shaolin Temple, he used the Nine Yin Scripture as the foundation and fused it with the Shaolin Temple's Yin-Yang Harmony Technique to create an earth-shattering martial arts technique.
In the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre, in just a few years, the Nine Yang Scripture had created a peak-level expert, Zhang Wuji, who had few opponents in the world.
Back then, when Master Jue Yuan passed away, he had once raved about a portion of the Nine Yang Scripture. Zhang Sanfeng, Guo Xiang, and Master Wu Se had each memorized a small portion.
And it was those few people who learned the superficial knowledge that later became Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, Shaolin's Nine Yang Technique, Emei's Nine Yang Technique, and Wudang's Nine Yang Technique. They all became the cultivation techniques of the three sects.
From this, it could be seen how powerful the entire Nine Yang Scripture would be.
Zhong Mo was extremely envious of this secret manual.
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"Greetings, benefactor. I wonder if benefactor is here to burn incense and fulfill your wish, or to listen to the eminent monks in the courtyard preach Buddha and recite scriptures?”
In front of the Shaolin Temple's Buddhist courtyard, a reception monk in a light yellow robe asked as he saw Zhong Mo striding over.
"Master, Shaolin Temple is the holy land of Buddhism. The Buddhist Dharma here is vast like a sea of smoke, traversing through ancient and modern times. It is said that there are tens of thousands of scriptures. The Buddhist Dharma is profound and can protect the world from all disasters.”
Zhong Mo bowed slightly to the reception monk in front of him. He then took out a heavy ingot of silver from his pocket and handed it over.
The reception monk took the silver ingot and bowed deeply. He thought to himself," This benefactor is sincere!”。
The reception monk took the silver ingot from Zhong Mo quickly and accurately without any change in his expression.
"Amitabha. Patron, you're very thoughtful, but I'm sorry to disappoint you. Our temple's Sutra Depository doesn't receive guests these few days. If you want to copy the Buddhist scriptures, you can come back in a few days.”
"Patron, if you're willing, you can enter the temple to burn incense and fulfill your vows, or listen to the monks in the temple preach Buddha and recite scriptures. A few days later, you can enter the Sutra Depository.”
"Can't you do it in a few days?" When Zhong Mo heard this, he frowned slightly, but his heart slowly sank.
"Master, is there really no way to make an exception? I really have something urgent to attend to.”As Zhong Mo spoke, he took out another silver ingot and handed it over.
" Uh…" The receptionist monk looked at the silver ingot in Zhong Mo's hand and hesitated. He didn't know if he should accept it or not.
Alright, I can see that you still think that I haven't given you enough!
Zhong Mo could tell from the expression of the reception monk that this guy couldn't even be bribed with two silver ingots, and he even wanted to pay more!
He only wanted to enter the Sutra Depository, and he only wanted to enter the place where he could visit Buddhist scriptures, not the place where martial arts manuals were stored.
The place where the Buddhist scriptures were placed in the Sutra Depository, let alone paying, was it possible for a person to enter?!
Your appetite is really f * cking big!
Zhong Mo was a little unhappy, but he did not show it. Instead, he reached his empty right hand into his pocket again and took out an even heavier silver ingot. He stuffed the silver ingot in his left hand into the hands of the reception monk.
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