Mo Jun suddenly became excited and anxious, and felt a little at a loss as to what to do.
Naturally, he had heard of the Wulin sect.
Who in the martial arts world doesn't know the status of the Wudang Sect in the mainland martial arts world, and the person in front of me is the leader of the Wudang Sect.
Thinking about how he took action without overestimating his capabilities, Mo Jun regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
He heard his master Mo Xinyi mention the martial arts community in the mainland, and he highly praised Taoist Master Long Yun.
"Senior, please rest inside for a moment. I will notify the master immediately."
Mo Jun made a gesture of invitation.
A group of fellow apprentices have now come to their senses.
Darling, this is Taishan Beidou in the mainland martial arts world, no wonder he is so powerful!
Taoist priest Long Yun was invited to the boxing gym by Mo Jun.
This is a courtyard with a well outside and weapon racks on both sides. Pass through the patio and come to the main hall.
Taoist Master Long Yun sat down, and Mo Jun quickly ordered someone to make tea.
While drinking tea, Taoist priest Long Yun asked Mo Jun: "Have you called me?"
"After the fight, the master is drinking tea with his friends. He said he will be back soon."
While speaking, he kept covering his chest.
Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Long Yun took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills from it, and handed it to Mo Jun.
"This is an elixir I have practiced myself. It is very effective in treating internal injuries. I take one pill every day, and in about seven days, the injuries are completely healed."
When Mo Jun heard this, he felt as if he had found a treasure and thanked him profusely.
He simply didn't expect that there was such a magical elixir in the world.
The martial arts world in the Mainland is indeed mysterious, with so many masters and magical methods.
He was very clear about his injury. Even if he took Chinese medicine, it would probably take three to five months to get better, let alone heal.
"Okay, okay, you can go about your business, I'll just wait here for your master."
Mo Jun said: "Then I'll go upstairs and wait for the master. You can sit down first."
Exited the patio and came to the door.
A group of fellow disciples immediately rushed over and surrounded Mo Junjun.
"Eldest Brother, is he really the leader of the Wudang Sect?"
"Is this still fake?" Mo Jun said: "Who has the courage to pretend? This is unnecessary. Besides, you have seen how advanced his martial arts is just now. It must be him.
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"I didn't expect him to be so powerful. I used to think that the Wu-Tang Clan was just a waste of its reputation."
Mo Jun quickly said: "Please keep your voice down, do you want to cause trouble for our boxing gym? If the master knows that you speak so highly of the Wu-Dang Clan, I'm afraid he will be the first to expel you from the school."
sweat……
The man whispered: "Is it possible that the master can't beat him?"
Mo Jun was about to speak but stopped.
Several other senior brothers are also curious about this issue.
"Elder brother, do you think the master will accept his challenge when he comes soon?"
Mo Jun said: "This is the rule of the martial arts, and you must accept it. It is not terrible to lose, but if you don't accept it, it is cowardice. Who of us Hongquan disciples will have a good face when we go out in the future?"
"Then what if the master loses?"
"Nonsense, how could the master be defeated?"
"That's right, master will definitely win."
"I'm surprised. He is the head of Wudang. He is about the same seniority as our master."
Everyone was talking and arguing.
Mo Jun couldn't listen anymore: "Shut up, everyone, don't discuss this matter anymore, and go back to practice."
"Oh, yes, senior brother."
A group of brothers returned to the patio to practice boxing.
Taoist Priest Long Yun was sitting in the main hall, just in sight.
He curled his lips slightly.
Is this also called boxing training?
He really looked down on Hong Quan.
At this time, outside the boxing gym, a Mercedes-Benz SUV stopped, and a man in his forties jumped out.
The man has a heavy back, his hands are covered with lifeless calluses, and he is wearing a split coat in the middle of winter. There is no change in expression on his face.
Yes, he is Mo Xinyi.
The oldest senior in Hong Kong Hong Quan, he is also the number one master in Hong Kong.
Mok Xinyi was accompanied by a thin man in his fifties. Mo Jun recognized him as Ye Jianming, the owner of the Wing Chun Gym in Hong Kong.
I think Mo Xinyi was having tea with Ye Jianming earlier.
The two are good friends and have known each other for many years.
"master."
Mo Jun stepped forward quickly.
Mo Xinyi frowned: "Are you injured internally?"
Mo Jun nodded and recounted his previous experiences.
Immediately, Ye Jianming frowned: "It seems that the dragon is really crossing the river, and our worries have finally come true."
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Let's go and meet him."
Mo Xinyi took a deep breath and let Mo Jun lead the way.
Seeing the master coming back, the apprentices in the courtyard became energetic and said hello one after another.
Mo Xinyi waved his hand: "Practice your boxing."
Come to the main hall.
Taoist priest Long Yun stood up and cupped his fists: "Wudang Long Yun."
Mo Xinyi clasped his fists: "Mo Xinyi."
Ye Jianming also clasped his fists: "Wing Chun, Ye Jianming."
Taoist Master Long Yun smiled and said to Ye Jianming: "I was planning to come to visit Master Ye after leaving here, but I didn't expect that we met together today. It's good, it just saves me another trip."
sweat……
Ye Jianming's heart skipped a beat.
It seems that I can't stay out of the situation today.
On the way here, he was still a little confused about whether he should come over to help his old friend.
Now that I think about it, there is nothing to worry about.
If he doesn't come, Taoist Master Long Yun will go looking for him.
"Dear guest, please take a seat."
Mo Xinyi invited everyone to sit down together.
Mo Jun had already ordered two more cups of tea to be brewed and delivered.
Mo Xinyi said to him: "Go and supervise their boxing practice first."
Mo Jun understood immediately and took several junior brothers to the patio.
In the main hall, Mo Xinyi drinks tea.
Everyone drank tea and said nothing.
After a while, he looked at Taoist Master Long Yun and said, "Mr. Shen came to Hong Kong, and I knew this would happen."
"In that case, it couldn't be better." Taoist priest Long Yun said with a smile: "Although I am the headmaster of Wudang, I am also managed by Tang Meng. I am the general manager of the Wulin Group, but there is also Shen above me.
The general manager, so I am very helpless, please forgive me, Master Mo."
"The martial arts community in the Mainland and our martial arts community in Hong Kong have always been inseparable from each other. During this trip, the Taoist priest thought he was going to open a boxing gym and martial arts school in Hong Kong?"
Mo Xinyi asked.
Taoist priest Long Yun nodded: "Exactly, so according to the rules of the martial arts, I must get your approval. This is not disrespectful, right?"
"That's natural. Since you're a member of the martial arts world, of course you have to follow the rules. But I don't understand why the Taoist priest first came to my Xinyi Hall to perform surgery. Could it be that I, Mo Xinyi, am easy to bully?"
Taoist Master Long Yun raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's wrong. It's precisely because Master Mo has a high status in Hong Kong's martial arts world and is known as the number one master that I came to challenge him. Isn't this the greatest recognition of Master Mo?"