Wang Yuan is naturally not the kind of person who is ignorant of current affairs.

If it were not in the game, logically speaking, the relic should have been turned over to the Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Xuanci didn't point it out on the spot, but he was already giving Wang Yuan face. If he had to hold on to the steps, he would easily be unable to get off.

It's just that the conditions Xuanci offered were a bit useless. Going to the Sutra Pavilion to read a book was just a blank check for Wang Yuan. It could only be read and had no real effect.

I have come all the way to bring this Xuan Ni Orb back, so I have to pay for the travel expenses no matter what.

"That Master Abbot."

Wang Yuan thought for a moment and said: "You should also know that my understanding is that I can't even learn the introductory martial arts in our Shaolin Temple. If you let me go to the Sutra Pavilion to read by myself, isn't this entertaining me?"

Wang Yuan is not a fuel-efficient person. This sentence seems to be a squeeze on Xuanci, but in fact the meaning is very obvious.

Anyway, I haven’t learned much about your Shaolin Kung Fu, so I won’t lose much by being kicked out. I won’t hand over the things unless you make a condition that satisfies me.

"Hehehe!"

Hearing Wang Yuan's words, Xuanci smiled faintly.

Xuanci was not afraid of Wang Yuan's counteroffer, but he was afraid that Wang Yuan would not accept the offer. Since Wang Yuan said this, it was enough to prove that Wang Yuan had the idea of ​​handing over the relic.

So Xuanci promised: "It doesn't matter. If you can't find the martial arts you want to learn in the Sutra Pavilion, how about I personally teach you one of the seventy-two unique skills that you can learn."

"make a deal!"

Wang Yuan heard this and immediately agreed.

The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple are world-famous. The last ones are all intermediate martial arts. As the abbot, Xuanci teaches the stunts personally, so naturally they are not too bad.

Although the properties of this mysterious female orb are good, it can only be used to exchange money. Wang Yuangang sold the evil-proofing sword technique and defrauded the Red Flower Society.

There is neither cash nor game currency. In comparison, martial arts skills are more important.

After all, Wang Yuan's words of saying that everything will be broken are just words. With the indestructible power of Vajra on his body, how could Wang Yuan easily offend the abbot.

After the two reached a consensus, Wang Yuan's mission reward content changed.

Wang Yuan then walked out of the Main Hall with satisfaction.

Although the Xuanmin Pearl is in Wang Yuan's hands and Xuanci also knows about it, they both understand it tacitly, and the formality still has to go through.

Looking at Wang Yuan's back, Huilun said puzzledly: "I think Uncle Xuanbei's relics are in his hands. Abbot, why do you still indulge him?"

"This kid is not simple!"

Xuanci said to Huilun in admiration: "Not only is he brave and resourceful, and he knows how to advance and retreat in general, but he also knows how to maximize his chivalry points before doing bad things so that no one can blame him. He will definitely be the mainstay of my Shaolin Temple in the future, and I decided to accept him as my assistant."

A disciple."

"But...but he is only level 20..." Huilun said in confusion: "Haven't you not accepted disciples for many years?"

Xuanci waved his hand and said, "This matter can be discussed later. Let's wait until he completes his mission."

…

After leaving the Main Hall, Wang Yuan wandered around Shaolin by himself.

Even though Wang Yuan is a Shaolin disciple, Wang Yuan really hasn’t been around much... As the largest sect in the world, the Shaolin Temple has a huge industry. There are no fewer main halls and smaller halls than the Duan family palace. The temple is full of monks walking back and forth.

, more lively than the palace.

By some strange coincidence, Wang Yuan sneaked into the backyard of the Shaolin Temple.

The backyard is the logistics department of Shaolin. It is mainly used for chopping firewood, fetching water, cooking and other chores.

"Logistics center! No outsiders allowed to enter!"

Just as Wang Yuan was about to step into the backyard to take a look, a rough voice suddenly came from in front of Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan looked up and saw a ferocious-looking pyrotechnic monk looking at him fiercely.

It is understandable that Wang Yuan is not allowed to enter. This is a place for cooking. If someone comes here to poison or something, the Shaolin Temple may be wiped out...

Of course, Wang Yuan was not just waiting around. Wang Yuan took out a token and waved it in front of the fireworker monk: "LOOK!"

"The abbot's handwriting!"

Seeing the sign in Wang Yuan's hand, the fireman monk's expression changed, and he quickly changed his face and said: "Please come in, please come in..."

To be able to make a small NPC so lifelike, Longteng Company really put a lot of thought into it.

When we came to the backyard, it was empty, there were no other monks, and there was a pile of freshly split firewood scattered in the corner.

"Huh?"

Wang Yuan's eyes fell on the pile of firewood, and he suddenly felt something strange.

Ordinary people may not see any clues, but Wang Yuan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he can tell at a glance that the firewood is not split with a knife, but with extremely strong palm force. Is there something else in the logistics yard?

Master? It is indeed the largest sect in the world. It is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

When the fireworker monk saw Wang Yuan's eyes falling on the firewood, he subconsciously hid his hands behind his back.

At this time, Wang Yuan asked the fireworker monk a little strangely: "Are you the only one responsible for the logistics of our Shaolin Temple?"

There are at least hundreds or thousands of NPCs in Shaolin Temple. It is completely unreasonable to have only one person for logistics.

"We have just finished our work now. The brothers have gone down the mountain. I am the only one left here to look after me. There is also a great monk named Lingguan in the back hall." The fireworker monk said truthfully: "But that monk is crazy...don't go.

Pay attention to him."

"Spiritual view?"

Wang Yuan touched his chin with a confused expression.

The most common one in the Shaolin Temple is Xuanhui Xukongfang. This is the first time that the Lingzi generation has heard of it.

The more I haven't heard of it, the more curious I am, so Wang Yuan said: "Can you take me to see it?"

"All right!"

The Huo Gong monk did not dare to go against Wang Yuan's wishes, so he had to take him to the back hall.

The back hall room was extremely simple. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a silly-looking old monk sitting on a futon, holding a book and enjoying himself.

When Wang Yuan came in, the monk didn't even raise his eyelids and was just reading his book.

"Hello, Master Lingguan!"

Wang Yuan saluted the old monk very respectfully.

"hey-hey……"

When the old monk heard someone calling him, he raised his head and glanced at Wang Yuan, with an "angelic" smile on his face.

"this……"

Seeing this smile, Wang Yuan couldn't help but be stunned and said in surprise: "Is this master really...?"

Wang Yuan wanted to say that he was really a fool, but he thought he was disrespectful to others, so he didn't say anything... He thought that the pyrotechnic monk said it casually, but he didn't expect that this person was really stupid.

"Yes, he is just a silly monk! He reads books every day. The abbot asks us to take good care of him, and he is old, so we don't dare to let him do any work." said the fireworker monk.

"Oh...that's it."

Wang Yuan understood.

In this case, it seems that the person who chopped the firewood with extremely strong palm force is definitely not this old monk. There is no one else here now, so I'd better come to the expert later.
Chapter completed!