"Senior brother, the Yijin Sutra and the Washing of the Marrow Sutra are the treasures of the Shaolin Temple, although I don't know how you got it, but you must keep this secret, you must know that the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty!"

You Xuande pulled Wang Zhong to the inner room where no one was, carefully checked it a few times, and said seriously.

Perhaps feeling that his tone was a little too nervous, You Xuande patted Wang Zhong's shoulder again: "Although the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, I am not afraid of Wudang!"

"It's a big deal, Lao Dao went to Shaolin in person, and got close to them!"

You Xuande's face was ruthless, thinking that Shaolin wouldn't like You Xuande's approach too much.

Wang Zhong looked at You Xuande with some tears and laughter, and explained the origin of the "Ancestral Court Shou Jing Sutra" in a low voice. In the end, he wrote out the scriptures silently and handed them to You Xuande.

You Xuande is a veteran grandmaster, and his eyes are not under Wang Zhong.

"This exercise has a lot to do with Buddhism, but I don't know how the patriarch got it!"

"This method looks a little similar to the deadwood Zen of Buddhism, but it is more subtle than the deadwood Zen!"

"If this method is combined with Tianzhu Ancient Yoga, or Tantric Mahamudra, it will be even more magical!"

You Xuande read it carefully several times and expressed his opinion.

"Yes, that's what I thought!"

Wang Zhong nodded in agreement.

You Xuande convened the Dao masters of each vein for a secret discussion, and two days later, all the Dao masters of more than ten sects, including You Xuande, announced their retreat.

Wang Zhong also carried a shoulder bag and stepped on a flight to Hong Kong.

After all, Hong Kong is the foundation of Wang Zhong!

Hong Kong International Airport is the largest airport in Hong Kong, with dozens of overseas flights. It is a necessary place for celebrities and politicians from all walks of life to go abroad and return to China, and for this reason, Hong Kong's newspapers are guarded here all year round.

"Brother, you are the senior of the newspaper, teach some experience!"

A paparazzi reporter who just entered the newspaper looked at Li Haoran, who was known as the king of dogs.

"In our line of work, the eyes must be poisonous, and you have the strength to see the eyesight in your bones!"

Li Haoran boasted to the newcomer with some pride.

"Let's just say that last time Chenlong left Hong Kong in a low-key manner, dressed in camouflage and wearing a peaked cap. I didn't recognize it at first sight!"

"Brother, you are so powerful, Chenlong's whereabouts may be famous, and if he met you that day, he was unlucky!"

The young man deliberately patted the sycophants.

"That's, either I'm the king of dogs, the king of dogs, the king of dogs, the king of paparazzi!"

Li Haoran looked at the young man's envious and adoring eyes, and his face was complacent.

Suddenly, his complexion changed dramatically, and he looked ahead in shock.

"Brother, brother, brother, what's wrong? There are big fish? Chenlong or Di Dalong!"

The young man also discovered Li Haoran's abnormality, raised his head excitedly, picked up the camera, and took a wild shot in the direction of Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong, who was dressed in casual clothes, also noticed the two paparazzi, and nodded without paying too much attention.

"Not a big fish!"

Seeing that Wang Zhong did not pursue it, Li Haoran's nervous face slowly relaxed, and Wang Zhong glanced at it unintentionally just now, which made him feel creepy.

"It's not a big fish!"

The young reporter said a little frustratedly, his fingers skillfully trying to turn on the camera.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that the young people wanted to expose the film, Li Haoran couldn't help but be in a hurry and snatched the photo.

"That's not a big fish, it's a big dragon!" ......

"That's Wang Zhong!"

"Even though he had lost a lot of weight, I recognized it at a glance. Who am I? Dog King!

"We're going to have a big hair this time!"

Li Haoran said excitedly.

"Wang Zhong!"

The young reporter said word by word, and the content of the newspaper a few days ago couldn't help but come to mind.

"The Pride of Hong Kong, I Ching Feng Shui Master Wang Zhong" ......

Almost all the newspaper headlines in Hong Kong are related to Wang Zhong, who has completely established the name of a feng shui master. These days, Wang Zhongfeng Shui Studio is indescribably busy.

Mary at the front desk looked at the non-stop phone with some tiredness and fear, these are the rich people who have made an appointment with Master Wang Zhong to see Feng Shui!

There are Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan, Singapore, Malaysia and other Southeast Asian tycoons. Because of the time difference, there are people who call even at night, and that is a customer in Australia, who is located in the southern hemisphere.

"Sister Ruolan, I'm about to collapse, how many people are you recruiting!"

Mary lay on the table, looking tired.

"It'll be fine in two days, it'll be fine in two days, good pull!"

Ruolan looked at Mary and said with some amusement.

"I have a fat sea, and I have a good voice!"

"Sister Ruolan, you're almost the boss's lady, why are you still picking so much, can you do something practical!"

Mary rubbed her thumb and forefinger together, a look of teasing.

"Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense!"

Ruolan's face was flushed, and she tickled Mary with some annoyance.

"Sister Ruolan, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, hehe!"

Mary was scratched by Ruolan and begged for mercy.

"This month's salary and bonus will be doubled, and Lan Kwai Fong will have dinner at the end of the month!"

Wang Zhong watched the two girls frolicking, and suddenly pushed open the door and said with a smile.

"Scared the hell out of me, when are you coming back!"

Ruolan was taken aback by Wang Zhong's sudden appearance, and said a little coquettishly.

"Just got off the plane!"

Wang Zhong threw the shoulder bag casually and said with a smile.

"Long live the boss!"

Hearing that the salary and bonus had been doubled, Mary shouted a few times with some greed for money, so she wisely left the space for the two of them.

"You've lost weight!"

"Is life in the mountains hard?"

Looking at Wang Zhong, who was slightly emaciated, Ruolan said with some distress. I couldn't help but caress Wang Zhong's emaciated cheek with my palm.

"It's fine!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile according to Ruolan's hand.

"This is one of my practices!" ......

"Feng Shui Master Wang Zhong returned to Hong Kong in a low-key manner, his spirit was haggard and his body was emaciated, so much?"

Wang Zhong's exclusive news report, coupled with clear photos, made "Entertainment Weekly", an entertainment-oriented newspaper, really popular!

Other newspapers don't have exclusive headlines, but that doesn't stop them from developing their imaginations.

One gimmick after another reports were concocted, and the sales of Hong Kong and Taiwan newspapers increased significantly. The reason for Wang Zhong's weight loss has also become a topic of conversation after tea and dinner from all walks of life.

The most recognized saying is that there are too many leaks of heavenly machines, and the guide is a backlash!

All kinds of news, all kinds of speculations, and the spare time life of Hong Kong people is full of interest.

The Hong Kong Daehan Taekwondo Association is the highest-level taekwondo hall in Hong Kong, and the taekwondo black belt 8th dan Kim Dae-sung personally teaches, and at its peak, more than 1,000 people learned boxing here. Due to the impact of the stadium incident, the number of registered members has dropped sharply to less than 100.

Thinking of this, Jin Dacheng had the urge to kill Wang Zhongge!

"Young master, Wang Zhong is back! And he has a problem with his physical fitness now!"

Kim Dae-sung stood respectfully in front of Choi Jung-tae.

In the face of the youngest grandmaster of the Republic of Korea, he does not have any capital to be proud of.

"Release the news, I want to fight with Wang Zhong in a life-and-death ring!"

Cui Zhengtai's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dazzling divine light made the entire space light up.

"Yes!"

Kim Dae-sung bowed respectfully.

As if sensing Cui Zhengtai's killing intent, Wang Zhong looked into the distance and muttered:

"I'm back!"

Cui Zhengtai's eyes were slightly closed, and his mind was united, as if sensing Wang Zhong's reply, and muttered to himself:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Then let's fight!"

"Then let's fight!"

Although the two young grandmasters had not met, they understood each other's meaning......

"Life and Death Ring Challenge"

All major newspapers in Hong Kong have received a challenge letter from the Hong Kong Korean Taekwondo Association!

South Korea's youngest grandmaster, Choi Jung-tae, challenges Hong Kong's martial god Wang Zhong!

"Big news!"

"Big news!"

"Big news!"

"Big news enough to shake Hong Kong!"

Every newspaper that received the challenge letter put the challenge book on the front page without changing a word!