Matters at the martial arts school are gradually getting back on track.
Principal Wang decided to leave and planned to go to Lin'an to visit Elder Rusong whom the old monk Xuyun mentioned.
Hearing that Wang Liangyu was leaving, Gong Ruomei and others naturally asked to follow him.
"You are teachers in a martial arts school now, and you are responsible for teaching students. What a big deal if you leave at this time!" Wang Liangyu glared at Gong Ruomei and scolded her sternly.
Gong Ruomei was not afraid. She looked at Wang Liangyu and complained angrily: "You are still the principal!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Liangyu was too lazy to say anything else and said forcefully, "Just stay in the martial arts school for me and help me keep an eye on the martial arts school. It's better than anything else!"
Seeing this, the three apprentices knew that they could not make the trip, so they couldn't help but curiously asked: "Master, where are you going? Give us your address, and we can contact you at least!"
"Lin'an, Wudang Mountain, and maybe other places!" Wang Liangyu is not sure where he will go on this trip. It doesn't matter where he goes. The main purpose is to explore martial arts and continue to enrich and improve the power practice method.
"Master, when you went to look for Rusong, did you want to find the secret mantra of Buddhist handprints?" Peng Yiting remembered what the old monk Xuyun had left before he left.
Wang Liangyu nodded and explained seriously: "Recently, I discovered that there is a secret mantra in ancient Xingyi, which is the 'Maha Prajna Paramita' passed down by Bodhidharma. The sound of 'Prajna' affects the fascia, and 'Paramit'
The sound affects the bone marrow, and chanting it for a long time will have the magical effect of improving the fascia and bone marrow."
"Buddhism has the secret method of Vajra. The body of a practitioner is like Vajra, invulnerable to all laws and indestructible."
"Although this statement may be exaggerated, judging from the secret mantra of 'Maha Prajna Paramita', Buddhism has some methods for self-cultivation."
After listening to Wang Liangyu's words, no one could stop him. Everyone knew that enriching and perfecting the strength cultivation method was what Wang Liangyu cared about most.
"By the way, remember to observe more when you are teaching, look for those good seedlings who are loyal to the country, and cultivate them carefully, they will be of great use in the future!"
Before leaving, Wang Liangyu reminded me again.
At the beginning of the establishment of the school, Wang Liangyu repeatedly emphasized to Gong Ruomei and others that the purpose of the martial arts school was to revolutionize the martial arts world and to reserve talents for China. When the rebellion comes, these people will be
The hero who saved the day from hanging upside down.
Gong Ruomei and others were busy responding.
After walking a few more steps, Wang Liangyu stopped again, stretched out his hand to call Gong Ruomei to his side, and whispered in her ear: "Do you remember what I told you about Northwest?"
Gong Ruomei was slightly startled and nodded.
"When you have time, you can go over there!"
Wang Liangyu said no more.
Gong Ruomei already understood and responded solemnly. Wang Liangyu had mentioned this to her more than once.
Everything that needed to be explained was done. Wang Liangyu no longer lingered and turned around to leave.
After boarding the train, Wang Liangyu did not go directly south, but went to Shaolin Temple.
The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin. No matter what, Wang Liangyu wanted to go to Shaolin to see it.
After going round and round, we finally arrived at Shaolin Temple.
It's a pity that we came at the wrong time, and there was chaos outside the Shaolin Temple.
Wang Liangyu avoided the soldiers and horses outside and sneaked into the temple quietly. A group of soldiers broke into the Shaolin Temple with open fire and drove a group of monks back to the corner. Then a young man, supported by the cavalry, stepped onto the main hall.
Looking at the young man's face, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but feel a little confused. Isn't this Chef Xie?
Next to Chef Xie, there is also a fierce and burly man, who maintains a clean attire and a big braid hanging on the back of his head, not to mention how awkward it is!
Judging from the face, it seems to have some influence, just like those villains in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies.
"So, which movie is this about?" Wang Liangyu frowned and thought for a long time, vaguely remembering that there seemed to be a "New Shaolin Temple" after the new millennium with a large number of stars, but I heard that the reviews were not good, so Wang Liangyu had not seen it. While thinking about it, a handsome middle-aged monk emerged from the main hall.
Oh, what a blessing!
Furong walked straight up to Chef Xie, raised his hand and slapped Chef Xie, causing Chef Xie to stagger and said, "This slap is for my daughter!"
At the end, he added the sentence, "Amitabha", which is quite perfunctory.
"Blanching! Is it so fierce?" Wang Liangyu looked stunned. He looked at Chef Xie, then at the group of soldiers following him with their spears raised, and then looked at Fu Rong, who looked calm.
Chef Xie steadied himself and looked at Furong with a cold look on his face: "You are indeed my eldest brother. I knew you wouldn't die that easily!" He said with a sneer, "Brother, I miss you so much!" Fu Rong looked indifferent and advised: "Cao Man, don't make any more mistakes. You will act recklessly, cooperate with foreigners, steal and sell national treasures, and there will be no good results."
Chef Xie, also known as Cao Man, looked disdainful. Just as he was about to speak, a bamboo arrow suddenly flew out and pierced his heart with lightning speed.
Cao Man's expression froze, and he could not conceal his horror in his astonishment. He stretched out his hands blankly, as if to grasp his dissipated life.
Furong fell to the ground holding Cao Man's body, turned around, looked around, and shouted sadly: "Who? Who is it?"
It wasn't until this moment that everyone in the hall realized what was going on and everyone was in chaos.
"If you have the guts, come out to me!" The big braided man jumped out and yelled, "Coward, if you have the guts, come out to me!"
In the darkness, Wang Liangyu snorted coldly, raised his hand and shot another bamboo arrow.
Although the braided man was on guard, he still missed a move and the bamboo arrow penetrated his throat.
Cao Man and the braided man were killed one after another. The soldiers in the hall suddenly panicked, raised their spears, and looked around.
"Don't panic!" At this time, Furong suddenly stood up, shouted, stopped the soldiers, pointed at one of the adjutants, and scolded, "Take the people out immediately, don't disturb the peace of the temple!"
After hearing this, the adjutant ran out hurriedly as if he had been granted amnesty, led the soldiers out of the hall, and then led everyone out of the Shaolin Temple, not daring to stay for a moment longer.
In the blink of an eye, the Shaolin Temple, which was originally in chaos, suddenly became peaceful again.
Fu Rong turned around and looked around, and suddenly shouted: "I have heard about the power of the Sun-Destroying Arrow for a long time, please show me your presence!"
Wang Liangyu appeared miraculously in the main hall, standing beside the monks, looking at Furong's handsome face, and asked with a smile: "You, a monk, actually know my name?"
Looking at Wang Liangyu who suddenly appeared, all the monks in the hall looked like they had seen a ghost, with disbelief on their faces.
Fu Rong's eyes narrowed, and he finally understood why the Sun-Destroying Arrow had such a great reputation. It was no wonder that it could defeat the Kwantung Army and make every warlord in the world feel in danger.
Fu Rong clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and explained: "Amitabha! To be honest with you, the young monk Jingjue also led an army before shaving his hair." After that, he pointed to Chef Xie's body on the ground and sighed, "
He was my little brother."
"Oh, what a wonderful show!" Wang Liangyu looked at Chef Xie in surprise, then at Furong, complained, and then said, "I don't care much about these, I just want to ask a question
, what you just said was that he cooperated with foreigners to steal and sell national treasures, is that true?"
Furong nodded and said in a deep voice: "It's absolutely true. Cao Man coerced people to steal national treasures and give them to foreigners in exchange for guns and guns. Now a large number of national treasures and people are trapped in Cao's mansion."
"Then he died unjustly!" Wang Liangyu kicked Chef Xie's body bitterly, then looked at Furong and asked, "Since you were his eldest brother, now that he is dead, can you take over his death?"
The troops left behind?"
Fu Rong pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "You can give it a try!"