Quick Travel through the Heavens: Starting from the Return of the Condor Heroes

He Yihong took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and brought several copies of the Lankavatara Sutra to the real world. After copying Buddhist scriptures for six or seven days, he was already tired.

Back in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes, He Yihong went to bid farewell to the abbot.

"Master, this is the Buddhist scripture I copied. Please take a look." He Yihong took out four notebooks from his backpack and handed them to the Shaolin abbot.

The abbot took it and looked through it. Although some characters were missing strokes, he still knew what they were. He nodded and said to He Yihong, "Are you planning to go down the mountain, benefactor?"

He Yihong nodded and said, "I have been bothering you a lot recently. I dare not trouble you any more."

The Shaolin abbot did not try to persuade He Yihong to stay. He said to him, "Can I check your bag?"

"Please."

He Yihong even showed him all the open places. Except for five notebooks, several pens and inks, other things did not belong to his Shaolin Temple.

He led Zhuifeng out of Shaolin Temple and rode on Zhuifeng to the foot of the mountain. He Yihong did not take the main road, but walked through the dense forest. When he arrived at an uninhabited place, He Yihong returned to the real world.

"It's been a month now, let's go to the new world first." He Yihong said as he dropped his backpack. He didn't have any martial arts skills, and if he wanted to go to the Southern Song Dynasty, it would probably take another ten or twenty days, so he thought it would be better to go to a new world.

He Yihong entered the new world and found himself on a quaint street with a group of people gathered not far away.

"It's ancient times again." He Yihong said, looking at those people.

This group of people didn't know what they were watching, they were noisy, and He Yihong walked over there out of curiosity. But before he got close, the women screamed, covered their faces and ran away.

"Vocal!" He Yihong cursed directly when he saw the four people coming over.

Four men were molesting a group of women, and one of them even jumped into the water.

"Want to leave! You can't jump out of my Five Finger Mountain!" said a man with a laugh.

"This is TM'A Chinese Odyssey: Part One'!" He Yihong looked at Stephen Chow's handsome face and Eric Tsang's mean look, and immediately knew what kind of world this was.

"This world is relatively safe. I can practice the Nine Yang Manual here." He Yihong said in his heart.

As for the affairs between Tang Bohu and Qiuxiang, there would be no benefit for him to get involved.

"We still need to make money now!" said He Yihong.

At this time, it is estimated that small ornaments cannot be exchanged for much money. He Yihong found a place and returned to the real world. He went to the nearby small commodity city and spent more than 100 yuan to buy seven crystal ball ornaments. Of course, the material is definitely not crystal, but a very transparent glass ball.

There are patterns and words inside these "crystal balls", which is definitely an unsolved mystery at this time.

He Yihong took one with a white deer standing on the grass inside, and four words below it - A deer always accompanies you.

Arriving at a pawn shop, an old man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks immediately stood up and said to He Yihong with a smile: "Sir, do you want to pawn something?"

He Yihong took out a crystal ball wrapped in several layers from his bag, and the shopkeeper's eyes immediately widened.

"This...this...how was this made?" said the old shopkeeper in shock.

"5000 taels of silver." He Yihong said directly.

The old shopkeeper was about to extend his hand, but He Yihong took it back.

"This..." The old shopkeeper started thinking.

He Yihong said, "This was shipped from the far west. If there is any mistake, you can't afford to pay for it. 5000 taels, no bargaining. If you are willing, we can make a deal. If not, I will find someone else. If I just returned to China and have no connections, I would be able to get a lot of benefits by presenting this thing to any nobleman."

After He Yihong said this, the old shopkeeper's mind immediately became active. He thought for a moment and said, "Five thousand taels is five thousand taels!"

So much silver must be silver notes.

He Yihong spent 2700 taels of silver to buy a large courtyard in Suzhou, and is currently living in Suzhou temporarily.

Master Jueyuan was just an ordinary monk who guarded the scriptures in the Sutra Library, but he could rely on the Nine Yang Manual to cultivate his inner strength. He Yihong stayed at home in Suzhou City every day, studying the Nine Yang Manual for twenty days, but felt that he had not gained anything.

"Let's go find Tang Bohu! He is also a martial arts master in this world, and he also knows Kamehameha." He Yihong said.

Suzhou Tang Mansion

"Young Master, there is a young man named He Yihong outside who wants to see you." Tang Shui, a servant of the Tang Mansion, came to Tang Bohu and said.

"I'm not in the mood to meet guests right now." Tang Bohu said depressedly.

A few days ago, he finally married Qiuxiang from Huafu, but it turned out that Qiuxiang was just like his eight wives, and was also good at playing mahjong and dice. Fortunately, Qiuxiang still cared about his feelings and showed some concern for him from time to time. But today, Qiuxiang sat at the table with his eight previous wives again, and he could only sigh in the yard.

Tang Shui said, "Sir, the other party said he came to learn martial arts from you."

"Huh? He actually knows that I know martial arts? This is really strange." Tang Bohu was a little surprised. But now that the Fatal Scholar is dead, he doesn't have to worry about others knowing that he knows martial arts.

"Bring him in! Let's go to my study." Tang Bohu said.

"Yes!"

Tang Shui brought He Yihong to Tang Bohu's study. He Yihong bowed to Tang Bohu and said with a smile, "Hello, Brother Tang!"

Tang Bohu bowed and smiled, "Others all come to ask me for calligraphy, but Brother He is different. He actually comes to learn martial arts from me."

He Yihong smiled and said, "I am not interested in literature, so I naturally want to learn martial arts from Brother Tang."

"Hahaha!" Tang Bohu laughed loudly, suddenly grabbed He Yihong by the collar, and said with an unhappy look: "Who told you that I know martial arts?!"

He Yihong said nonchalantly, "I saw it myself! The Deadly Scholar went to Huafu that day. When I passed by Huafu, I took advantage of the chaos and sneaked in to take a look. I never thought that I would have the honor to appreciate Brother Tang's peerless heroic figure. I was not good at learning literature, so I came here today to learn martial arts from Brother Tang."

"So that's how it is." Tang Bohu let go of He Yihong.

"Brother Tang, please accept me as your disciple!" He Yihong said with a bow.

Tang Bohu smiled and said, "You don't need to become my disciple! You suit my taste very well. I will teach you martial arts."

Given the current situation at home, he thought it would be better to go out for a while.

"Thank you, Brother Tang!" said He Yihong.

"Let's go! To your house! Is that okay?" Tang Bohu said.

"no problem!"

He has nothing at home, what could be the problem?