Immediately after, Yuan Liang once again lowered his head. While chanting the scripture, he moved the buddhist beads in his hands, in that moment, he had already lost his composure, and did not seem like a monk.

In contrast, the abbot's performance was much better. He merely chanted Buddhist chants and there were no excessive movements. Apparently, he was able to control his emotions extremely well. He had already cultivated the Buddhist Dharma to an extremely high level.

"I never would have thought that Benefactor would be able to find it. It is indeed beyond my expectations. I wonder if Benefactor found this one?"

The old man looked surprised. "How do you know I have another one?"

"There's really another one?"

This time, even the abbot could not control his emotions. It was obvious that he was short of breath, and had to recite the words' Ani Ta Buddha 'several times before he could calm down.

"Benefactor, you didn't lie right? This is extremely important to my Shaolin Temple, you cannot allow even the slightest bit of falsehood! " Yuan Guang said, his attitude even more serious.

"There's no doubt about it. You can check if it's real or fake. If it's fake, I'll leave the mountain immediately." The old man was also very confident. As he spoke, he fished out a sariras from his bosom and opened up his palm. Indeed, there was another sariras. The golden colored one seemed to be made of pure gold.

Seeing that there was indeed another one, the round light's breathing increased, and shakily received the two sariras, carefully observing them. Under Dong Wen Feng's shocked gaze, the old monk actually crushed the two sariras.

With a kapa sound, the round golden sariras were shattered. Dong Wen Feng immediately went to see the old man's reaction, only to discover that the latter had a face of naturalness, as if it couldn't be any more natural.

"Could it be that I was mistaken and my vision is blurry?" Dong Wen Feng turned his head strangely, and realized that there were still new changes to the shattered sariras.

He saw that beneath the gold shell of the sariras, there was something else that was revealed. It was a lustrous white color like white jade. It was about the size of a finger, about three to four centimeters long, and seemed hollow.

"It really is the sariras of Buddha. This is the middle and ring finger bones of Buddha!" The circular light expression was filled with surprise as murky tears actually gradually appeared in his old eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Following the name of the Buddha, Guang Guang and Yuan Liang kneeled down on the ground with a thump. They stood up with their long knees, and two fingerbones that were like white jade were placed on the yellow cloth.

Dong Wen Feng and Li Tiezhu looked at each other, they had never seen such a scene before.

"Mages, we should talk about the sariras now, right?"

Only after the old man spoke did the two people who had been kneeling for a long time come back to their senses.

"Amitabha, excuse me." Yuan Guang bowed guiltily, then led Dong Wen Feng and the rest to the guest hall.

Without waiting for Dong Wen Feng and the rest's butts to heat up, they realised to their surprise that there was a monk bringing food to the guest room. Four dishes and a soup, it was unexpectedly fragrant.

"Abbot, what is this?" the old man asked curiously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's have a hearty meal first and relieve our fatigue. Since we are able to find two sariras, I presume that benefactor has a great background. Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?" Yuan Guang said with a smile, "My dishes are all from the Hundred Spirit Garden in Shaolin Temple. They are grown with the spirit of heaven and earth. Eating them would benefit both you and I. Why don't we try it out?"

He picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken. It tasted delicious and melted in his mouth, but what made him so happy was that his zhen qi had obviously grown a little bit.

"Good stuff, let's eat first!" The old man began to eat heartily.

Dong Wen Feng also picked up his chopsticks and realized that there was benefit to it. He coincidentally threw his chopsticks into the air and a series of delicious food entered into his mouth.

The three of them had a full meal, after which they burped in satisfaction and returned to the guest room they had arranged beforehand, but no one was sleeping, all of them were seated cross-legged, digesting the Spirit Food that they had eaten. When Dong Wen Feng finished digesting, it was already 2 in the morning.

Dong Wen Feng was completely awake, he walked out to take a look at the night scenery.

It was quiet now, the big round moon was quietly shining with moonlight, in the primeval forest, the thousand year old ancient car was quietly sitting, Dong Wen Feng took a deep breath of fresh air, just as he was thinking of a place to sit, he suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Who is it!"

"It's me, why are you so nervous?" A pair of green eyes gradually approached from the darkness, quickly jumping onto the big rock beside Dong Wen Feng.

"Why isn't there any movement when walking? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Swallowing Moon did not think much of it and directly jumped onto Dong Wen Feng's shoulder, as if she was slightly relieved and sighed.

"What's wrong, you seem to have gone through all the way to the Shaolin Temple and are no longer very active." Dong Wen Feng said.

"Active? This is the Shaolin Temple, the place with the heaviest Buddhism energy in the entire cultivation world is here. I am a cat demoness, how can I possibly be active? " She said helplessly.

"Hahaha" Dong Wen Feng laughed, "It seems like the Buddha's power has been restraining you for a long time."

"Not only is it big, it is already very strong. However, your master also brought back two fingerbones. That is simply adding to the snow!"

"Ah right, what are those two fingerbones? Is the Buddhism energy that exaggerated?" Dong Wen Feng asked curiously.

"This involves a legend. I'll tell you slowly …"

Just as Dong Wen Feng was focusing on listening, an earth-shattering sound came out, wuuu, a tiger howl came out from the primeval forest.

"Why are there tigers here? Grasping a tiger in your Shaolin Temple, isn't that a bit too much of a thrill? " Dong Wen Feng shouted.

"No …" "It's not an ordinary tiger …" Swallowing Moon jumped down from his shoulder with a vigilant expression. She pricked her ears as if she was listening to something.

"What's that?"

"A Tiger Essence!"

"Tiger Essence?" Dong Wen Feng was shocked, this was the Shaolin Temple, how could there be a Tiger Essence, wasn't this equivalent to a murderer in the police station?

"Is he your kind, then? Do you want to go and say hello? " Dong Wen Feng laughed.

"Screw your kind! I'm a demon! He's a spirit! Of course he isn't!" Dong Yue said without any trace of politeness.

This time, Dong Wen Feng was at a loss. Why was there a difference between demon and spirit? Aren't they all the same type? Just as he wanted to ask, Swallowing Moon suddenly spoke up.

"Calm down, it seems like there are people rushing over. Both sides should have already met!" He Yue said with a serious expression.