"On the eve of the stock listing of Shaolin Temple, invite famous martial arts experts to gather, no matter how I look at it, I think this is a modern version of the martial arts conference, and the location of the exchange meeting written on it is not Songshan, Henan, but Hong Kong, which is a bit of a talk."
Wang Chao looked all the way down the invitation and found that the address invited him to by Shaolin Temple this time was actually Hong Kong, and he couldn't help but have an unbelievable feeling in his heart.
"It's not."
Lin Yanan smiled: "There are many lay disciples in Shaolin Temple who have gone abroad to develop, some are famous, some are rich, and they have a wide range of contacts, especially in Hong Kong, and now Shaolin Temple is only arrogant, go to Hong Kong to hold an exchange meeting, what is there to wonder about, send a hero post to hold a martial arts conference to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance" "The location of this exchange meeting is fortunately only set in Hong Kong, not in the United States, even if the Shaolin Temple is conservative."
Wang Chao shook his head: "There are many masters in the Ming Dynasty, you see that the last time we went to Zhang Wei's hometown to meet his senior brother Liang Zhengwen, the Taoist priest who believed in Xu, has been trained into a dark power, although he has little actual combat experience, he is not a skilled fighter, but a martial artist can still be called, such people, I think there must be a lot of them in the country, all hidden, obscure, is it possible that the Shaolin Temple will invite them one by one when it sends invitations, and even if they send invitations, they will not go to Hong Kong." ” Some modern boxing schools are almost gone, and the masters of boxing are also hidden among the people.
Some are in business, some are officials, some are policemen, urban management, teachers, and only a few come out to play black boxing and open museums to teach disciples.
The concept of boxing schools has been weakened, and the masters are hidden and unknown.
Only Shaolin Temple vigorously develops the economy, is rich and retains oil, and deserves to be the overlord of martial arts.
However, Wang Chao couldn't figure out what the role of this invitation exchange meeting in Shaolin Temple showed his status in the martial arts But now there is no martial arts, and the Shaolin Temple does this, purely for the blind to light the lamp in vain.
"Shaolin Temple invites well-known martial artists, don't you understand the word well-known, in other words, those who have economic strength, those who know martial arts, those who are famous, and people from high society.
It's not some messy martial arts conference you imagined.
What kind of beggar gang called Hanako was invited together.
No matter how good your martial arts are, no money, no status, why did the Shaolin Temple invite you to sweep his field?"
Lin Yanan glanced at Wang Chao, "Shaolin Temple has developed rapidly, and in the thirty or forty years of reform and opening up, there have been many foreigners who have come to Songshan to practice martial arts, and the personnel are very complicated.
Some foreigners, rich and powerful, have become lay disciples of Shaolin, so that Shaolin's connections abroad are also very extensive, according to the organization's survey, even the Morgan family consortium in the United States, the Dinis family consortium, and the Rockefeller family consortium, there are more or less people who go to Shaolin to learn kung fu.
Of course, some people admire Chinese kung fu, and they have money and nothing to learn to play, but they can't keep it from having other implications. ” Wang Chao thought about it, it is indeed the case, after the reform and opening up for thirty or forty years, after the Shaolin Temple became famous, there were indeed many foreigners who went to Songshan to learn martial arts, and the Shaolin Temple had something to do with many foreign forces, and in the name of Shaolin, there were martial arts halls in the United States, Europe and other countries, which can be said to have really rushed out of Asia and went to the world.
"Shaolin Temple suddenly plans to go public this time, and there are many doubts in it.
And it is deeply involved with some foreign forces, and it is necessary to start investigating" Lin Yanan said: "But there are also people on Shaolin who are covered, and they can't come clearly." ” "Anyway, let's go to Hong Kong first.
Investigating Shaolin is not a matter of one or two days, let's take a look at the situation first, and then say, your identity is very convenient for the investigation in the organization.
Lin Yanan nodded.
Just when Lin Yanan and Wang Chao were discussing the sudden invitation from Shaolin Temple, Wang Chao's mobile phone in the room rang.
The call came from Liao Junhua.
Shandong, Jinan.
With the two fists intersecting, Liao Junhua retreated three steps at once, only to feel the qi and blood surging all over his body, and his ears were buzzing.
"Why is your kung fu improving so fast" Liao Junhua looked surprised, "I heard that you recently went to Singapore and had a martial arts competition with a Cheng Pai Bagua Sect boxer in Canada."
"You're so well informed."
A "skimming and thrashing" shook Liao Junhua back, and Wang Chao used the strength of the gangyuan shock.
Then he said what he could say about the competition with Cheng Shanming.
Hearing that Cheng Shanming's martial arts have reached the point of strength, and his marksmanship is like a god, Liao Junhua also heard it.
"I have heard in the Chinese circle in the United States that there is a master of Cheng Pai gossip in Canada, but he has not met and communicated, no wonder, you have been practicing recently, and you have been practicing hard under the sea water to really have such a great effect, I will try it too."
Wang Chao asked: "I'll talk about this later, I'm here to ask you, what's going on with the invitation from Shaolin Temple?"
Liao Junhua said: "You opened a martial arts hall in Shandong, dug the corners of the wall, and made the Shandong Guoshu Pavilion almost impossible to open."
Besides, you are so famous, Shaolin Temple is going to make a big move this time, who will you invite if you don't invite you?"
"I heard you've been invited, too."
"Hmm."
Liao Junhua nodded: "But I don't have the leisure to communicate with those monks, I advise you not to go, this group of monks, the reputation is not very good." ” "Is there still a monk in Shaolin Temple who can fight?"
Wang Chao asked: "If they are all monks with fat brains and big bellies, there is really nothing to do." ” "That's not it" Liao Junhua's eyes flashed: "Shaolin Temple still has real kung fu, Songshan has Taimur Mountain and Shaomu Mountain, Shaolin Temple Kung Fu practitioners are in Taimur Mountain, and the main temple of Shaolin Mountain is specialized in economy."
The monks of Shaolin are more shrewd than the other, and they will not exhaust themselves to catch fish, and for the sake of economy, they will throw away the roots.
There are also many masters among them, but their power is deeply involved, and I don't want to fall into that troubled water. ” Wang Chao thought about it, Liao Junhua's situation is very special, and it is indeed not good to have anything to do with that group of monks.
"Since there are masters, I'll go and take a look."
"Then pay attention.
Don't talk to those monks, it's not that you're afraid of them or that you're hurting them, and you won't give up.
Liao Junhua advised.
Three days later, Wang Chao and Lin Yanan had just arrived at the Hong Kong airport and got off the plane when they saw a tall monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and holding a sign in his hand.
The sign reads, "Pick up Master Wang Chao." ” These two monks are eye-catching and can be spotted at a glance.
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Wang Chao and Lin Yanan were naturally able to see it and walked over.
The eyes of the two monks were always aimed at the exit of the airport, and they suddenly saw Wang Chao and Lin Yanan coming over, the two exchanged glances, and then their eyes lit up, and their faces showed a slightly nervous expression.
"Well, what are they doing nervously" As soon as Lin Yanan saw the expressions of the two monks, he had a trace of doubt in his heart.
"Excuse me, is it Wang Chao, Master Wang?"
the two monks walked into Wang Chao and asked.
"You are from Shaolin Temple" Wang Chao saw at a glance that the temples of the two monks were bulging, their bodies and muscles were strong and well-proportioned, their palms were white, and there was no old skin, but there were faint traces on the fist bones.
These two monks have obviously practiced the old skin and reached the level of dark energy that irrigates the pores.
"Shaolin Temple really has kung fu, and the two monks who receive it have a level of dark energy, which is too," Wang Chao thought in his heart.
Lin Yanan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"We are the monks in charge of receiving Shaolin, may I ask, Master Wang, where is your invitation?"
one of the monks said.
Wang Chao took out the invitation card, a monk took it, looked at it, and then the two exchanged glances, and a relieved look appeared on their faces.
"Master Wang, please come with us" A monk closed the invitation and nodded, but did not return it to Wang Chao, but just made a gesture of please.
Wang Chao and Lin Yanan followed the two monks to the edge of the airport and saw a car parked there.
One of the monks opened the car door and got into the cab, revealing that he was driving himself.
Let Wang Chao feel surprised.
"Master Wang, please."
Another monk opened the car door and let Wang Chao and Lin Yanan go in first, then slammed it shut and got into the back row by himself.
"Yongbao, let's drive."
The car started and sped out, and in a blink of an eye it was out of the airport, and after a short drive, it got on a winding road.
"Dare to ask the master, what is your Dharma name" Lin Yanan suddenly sat down with the monk behind him.
"The poor monk is called Yonghe.
It was my senior brother Yongbao who was driving.
The monk bowed his head and clasped one palm to his chest.
"The one of the Yongzi generation and the abbot of Yongxin are the same generation."
Lin Yanan suddenly asked again.
"Hmm" The monk suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the look on his face became even more nervous.
"Wang Chao, do it" Lin Yanan suddenly hit Wang Chao with his elbow, raised his hand, and grabbed the back of the neck of the monk Yongbao who was driving in front of him.
To be continued: