"Exchange martial arts? I don't know your character? In my opinion, you fell in love with other people's martial arts, right? "Lu Yongrui stared at Han Yi with a look that I had already seen through you.

Han Yi, who was debunked for purpose, didn't care, "That is, our Dean Lu is called a fiery eye, how can I be full of this ability?" ”

Lu Yongrui shook his head, "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, have you really thought it through?" You must know that these two places are called a person in the system with a staggered network and a complicated relationship. Are you really going to provoke them?"

Han Yi nodded, looking indifferent: "I know all of this, just like that Duan Guochao in Guoan, as well as Jiang Hai." ”

"That's it! Now that you've decided, go for it! Your fake, I approved it. After that, Lu Yongrui devoted himself to research again.

After Han Yi saw that Lu Yongrui agreed to come down, he bowed, left the Academy of Sciences, returned home, and began to prepare a prayer sticker.

On the other hand, Han Yi's decision was naturally informed by Lu Yongrui.

It's not surveillance, it's protection.

Immediately, the above put pressure on Shaolin Wudang, and after some bargaining, a consensus was finally reached.

As long as Shaolin Wudang is not a master above the strength of the force, then the official will not interfere, as for whether the competition is life or death, it depends on their own creation.

In particular, the beheading king Wu Wenhui was even tougher, and he was ready to propose that if Han Yi was not in time, Shaolin Wudang must let him go and not be killed.

It was only after the persuasion of Yan Yuanyi and others that Han Yi's strength was recounted, and he did not gain an inch.

Naturally, in order to protect the inheritance, the two major martial arts holy places began to mobilize the resources they could.

For example, Shaolin, the current Shaolin is divided into Shaomuro Mountain in charge of the economy, Taimuro Mountain in charge of martial arts, and it seems that it will not be long before Shaomuro Mountain will be listed.

As for Wang Chao at this time, when Han Yi returned to Yanjing to start research, he had already embarked on the Long March, and now he is almost finished.

……

On Taimuro Mountain, an old monk with a beard and eyebrows slightly white, wearing a gray-yellow robe, looked at the warrior monks practicing martial arts in the square in front of him, and couldn't help but say, "Amitabha."

Then he said to a middle-aged monk on the side: "Xingshen, you go and call Duan Guochao over!" Also, bring the little tiger back. ”

"Yes, Uncle Dejian!" The middle-aged monk responded to a roar, then stepped aside, picked up his mobile phone, and began to dial.

On the other side was a chubby monk like Maitreya Buddha, a little puzzled, "Master Dejian, there's no need to be so grand and cautious, right?" ”

Dejian smiled helplessly and said: "The abbot doesn't know, according to the news that the national super-league got from the national security, Yi Wu's son is very strong, and he has already set foot in the chemical strength, if it weren't for the national super-skilled, I might not have transferred him back." ”

Yongxin nodded, "Since that's the case, then you can do it, I don't know martial arts anyway." There is only one point, that is, don't get involved in politics, originally the above has spoken, if you don't stop me, I'm afraid I'm ready to hand over all the martial arts to him. So be it! I'll go back and rest first. ”

After speaking, Yongxin carried his chubby body to the meditation room.

On the other hand, Wudang is a group of people who get together to discuss.

Wudang is not like Shaolin, it is a unified sect.

On the contrary, Wudang is decentralized.

Even if there is no deep connection between them, they rarely get together.

It's just that unlike usual, on this day, the capable Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain all gathered together.

A Taoist priest said indifferently: "Let's talk about it now!" How exactly should we respond to this exchange? ”

A middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head and said, "What is there to think about, just see what Shaolin does, what are you anxious about, Daoist Xu?"

Daoist Xu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Can you not be in a hurry?" This is a matter involving inheritance, I can represent myself, and it's okay to teach the inheritance, but I can't represent all of you! ”

Another old Taoist priest patted the case and said: "Okay, what do you want to do so much, do we care about the people who inherit it?" As long as it keeps stopping, it's okay to hand it over, so be it! Just let Jiang Hai come back to deal with it, as for winning or losing, it depends on his own ability. ”

A group of Taoist priests contended and said, "Kindness is so! ”

……

Not to mention what other arrangements Shaolin Wudang had for each other, I saw that after Han Yi sent out the greeting sticker, he wore a martial arts uniform and walked towards the airport.

Even if he attracted many surprised eyes along the way, Han Yi didn't care.

After passing the security check, getting on the plane, and finding a seat in business class, Han Yi sat down and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

I don't know how long it took, Han Yi was woken up by a flight attendant, "Sir, please show your ticket, thank you." ”

Hearing this, Han Yi immediately opened his eyes and shot out a fine light, which is exactly the ability that can only be brought after the national art is practiced to transform the strength - witnessing.

The flight attendant was startled for a moment, and then her eyes flashed with a peach, "This gentleman is so stylish, his eyes can actually discharge... The electricity made people's hearts flutter and their livers fluttered. ”

"Miss?" Han Yi shouted and woke up the flight attendant who was still fantasizing in his head.

"Huh?"

Han Yi shook his head, handed over the ticket in his hand and said, "This is my ticket!" ”

"Eh~ Sorry sir!" The flight attendant came back to her senses, smiled apologetically, then took the ticket and began to check it.

After finishing the matter, the flight attendant quietly handed Han Yi a note and said, "Little handsome guy, this is my mobile phone number, remember to contact me in the future!" ”

After that, he sandwiched his legs and Shi Shiran and did what he didn't finish.

Han Yi shook his head and put the note away, preparing to throw it away after getting off the plane, after all, it was not good to throw it away in front of others.

After that, he closed his eyes again and recuperated, as for the fact that the flight attendant got wet because of his witnessing, would he be responsible?

Don't make a fuss, he can only say one sentence at most, your circle is really messy.

I don't know how long it took, the plane finally arrived at the station, and Han Yi Shi Shiran walked out.

It's just that as soon as he came out, he saw Yan Yuanyi walking over with a gloomy face, and said helplessly: "Professor Handa, it's only been a few months?" Why are you stirring up trouble again? Where did this Shaolin and Wudang provoke you, do you have to pick someone?"

Han Yi replied with some embarrassment: "You also know, martial arts competition!" If I want to achieve the supreme level, I naturally have to learn from all kinds of schools. Then he changed the subject, "By the way, why are you here?" ”

Yan Yuanyi rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Isn't this for you to stand on the field?" Show that the state likes and supports you, so that some people don't play tricks. ”

Then he opened the car door and said, "Get in the car!" I'll send you there. Then he walked straight back to the driver's seat.

Han Yi didn't care about Yan Yuanyi's bad tone, who bothered her so much before he got into him?

After getting into the car, Han Yi was stunned to find that there was someone in the passenger seat, and it was still an acquaintance.

"Liu Mubai, why are you here?" Han Yi didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

Liu Mubai pointed at Yan Yuanyi, and said helplessly: "Just like her, I'm here for you." ”

"Oh!" Han Yi smiled, and asked again, "What, Liu Mubai, can you pass that Yin Fu Gun to me?"

Liu Mubai was speechless for a moment, he didn't expect his inheritance to also be targeted by Han Yi, thinking of this, Liu Mubai turned around, stared at Han Yi viciously and said, "You want it?" Yes, as long as you can defeat me, I will teach you. ”

"Okay, then it's decided!" Han Yi raised his eyebrows, and immediately agreed, and at the same time proposed the time and place, "After this exchange with the two holy places, I will go to the grassland to ride a horse and practice guns, why don't we have a game on the grassland then?" Forget about foot combat, I haven't tried cavalry combat yet! ”

Hearing this, Liu Mubai suddenly deflated like a deflated ball, and at the same time said weakly: "Okay, listen to you." ”

And Yan Yuanyi, who was driving on the side, was also speechless for a while, she didn't expect that Han Yi, a professor, would become a martial arts madman as soon as he practiced martial arts.

Then he didn't care about the specific discussion between Han Yi and Liu Mubai, but drove by himself.

I don't know how long it took, the car drove to the front of Shaolin, Yan Yuanyi said expressionlessly: "It's here, get out of the car!" ”

Then Han Yi got out of the car unsatisfied, there was no way, he had already grasped a little bit of the essence of the Yin Talisman Gun in his conversation with Liu Mubai.

However, this is what makes Han Yi a little unstoppable.

After getting out of the car, Han Yi immediately went to the temple.

As soon as he entered Shaolin, Han Yi found a group of monks and a group of men and women standing in front of the main hall waiting.

When this group of people saw Han Yi's arrival, a chubby monk greeted them first!

"Amitabha, the poor monk Yongxin, I don't know if this benefactor is a person who wants to exchange martial arts with my temple?"

This is the abbot of Shaolin Temple? Han Yi looked at the monk in front of him who was full of joy like Maitreya Buddha, but he didn't have any martial arts, and couldn't help but say: "Abbot Yongxin, I often hear that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, I want to climb to the top of the martial arts, with the far-reaching inheritance of Shaolin martial arts, I must not make me go back and forth in vain, it is to hope that the master can become an adult." ”

Yongxin was embarrassed for a while, MMP, why does this sound so familiar?

Then explained: "In fact, Shaolin is a quiet place, and it should be the beauty of adults, but the law cannot be passed on lightly, and the donor must also understand!" ”

Han Yi nodded with some understanding, and then Yongxin's words: "If the abbot has any requirements, please speak up!" ”

Yongxin nodded, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that a few uncles discussed, and a few juniors will be selected to compete with the donor, if the donor wins, it proves that there is a fate with the Buddha, then my temple inherits the natural green sac, if the donor loses, hehe..."

Han Yi smiled and said: "If I lose, it naturally means that I have no relationship with your Buddha, and the inheritance of your temple naturally has nothing to do with me." ”

Yongxin's words were not embarrassed to be singled out, but praised: "The donor is so wise!" ”

"Alright, abbot, let's try somewhere, take us now!" Han Yi didn't bother to talk to Yongxin anymore, but went straight to the point.