"Go down the mountain, I have to go down the mountain!" Cao Zhe stood in front of the second-floor window of the Sutra Pavilion, looking into the distance. Behind him was the ancient Buddha with green lanterns, and in front of him were the great rivers and mountains.
"Eight months! I have been a monk for eight months... Do you know how I have lived these eight months? Even the cows in the livestock shed are male, how can I still live like this?" Cao Zhe thought in his mind Distractions abound.
In the first eight months, I first came to this world. In order to protect myself, I was still able to practice quietly. Now I have some ability to travel around the world. The Shaolin Temple, a novice village, is almost done for the time being. Of course I want to leave.
"Unless a monk rebels against the monastery, he cannot go down the mountain without approval from the first-level monk in each monastery. It is better for lay disciples like me who have never been ordained. For example, if I am a lay disciple who practices martial arts, I can't break out of the Wooden Lane." , brand the green dragon and white tiger on both arms, and forever bear the mark of Shaolin, and then you can go out and make a career in the world. Shaolin has a great reputation, and a large number of lay disciples go out to make a living, which is also indispensable."
"However, it is much more difficult for lay disciples who follow the path of literary monks. To put it bluntly, most of the lay disciples who practice martial arts in Shaolin Temple are children from wealthy families. The purpose of coming to Shaolin Temple is not only to practice martial arts, but also to make connections. Looking for organizations to find backers. The Shaolin Temple also relies on these lay disciples from wealthy families to extend its tentacles to all aspects. Most of the lay disciples who are not qualified to practice martial arts and have never been ordained are poor people at the foot of the mountain and sell their children at an early age. After entering the temple, these disciples will work as handymen for many years. After a certain number of years, they will be given status, ordained and become a monk, and they can barely survive."
"So my current identity is that I am a disciple in the Shaolin Temple in name, but in fact I am a handyman who has sold my body. If I escape by luck, the Shaolin Temple will probably not pursue it further unless they find that I have secretly learned the skills of the Shaolin Temple. Excellent martial arts, or committing crimes in the name of Shaolin. With my current methods, it is not difficult to escape directly, but if I show my reputation in the world in the future, I will inevitably be suspected of secretly learning Shaolin martial arts. Many people say that If we don’t know clearly, there will inevitably be resentment again.”
"In this regard, the Shaolin Temple's cautiousness cannot be underestimated."
"From the Divine Sculpture to Yitian, although the original work did not explain it clearly, but after some guessing, it is not difficult to imagine that the original Zhang Junbao also encountered difficulties from Shaolin monks after leaving Shaolin. Otherwise, the great master Zhang Sanfeng of the generation and Shaolin The relationship between them will not be that bad. After all, there is still a romantic relationship, and Zhang Sanfeng himself recognizes it. However, Shaolin Temple has always regarded Zhang Sanfeng as an imaginary enemy and behaved very maliciously. It is unreasonable to say that there is no grudge between them. "
"After all, when the Shaolin Temple faces a truly powerful person, most of the time it will be willing to be a dog...at least it won't deal with it so coldly on the surface. For Feng Qingyang's sake, Linghu Chong, an outsider, can learn the Yi Jin Jing , for the sake of Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji will never be able to learn the Shaolin Nine Yang Kung, which is not important at all... This is obviously because he doesn't give Lao Zhang face, and he is still holding his breath."
"Of course, the above content is purely my personal speculation. If you have any objections...you can come to the world of divine eagles and bite me." Cao Zhe had various thoughts in his mind.
But the voice of Monk Jueyuan came from behind: "Jun Bao! This is Master Wu Ming from the Discipline Academy. In the next few days tomorrow, Master will be meditating in the Sutra Pavilion, so please stay with him!"
Cao Zhe turned around and saw Monk Jueyuan wearing gray monk robes, following closely behind a middle-aged monk wearing yellow monk robes.
The monk looks like he has a tall frame, his temples are bulging high, and the palms of his hands are also particularly thick. It is obvious that he has extremely good skills in his hands. He must have learned Shaolin's unique skills such as Vajra Palm and Skanda Palm.
But when I saw him, his eyes flickered, his energy flowed, and he looked like a hawk looking at a wolf... He didn't look like an honest monk meditating.
"Wu Ming... is the first of the Discipline Academy and one of the suspected competitors in the Shaolin Temple. He advocates changing the structure of the temple and building branch temples in various places to further consolidate and expand his influence. At the same time, he founded Shanxia Martial Arts Academy in major cities. Completely separate Buddhism and martial arts, thereby opening up the situation of Shaolin Temple in the world and competing with the Quanzhen Sect."
"There is no doubt that he is a radical and is full of worldly desires. Such a person can calm down to meditate and realize Taoism... This is nonsense, regardless of whether he is a competitor." Cao Zhe was very worried in his heart, his expression But extremely innocent and harmless.
Following the instructions of Monk Jueyuan, he stood behind Monk Wuming with a low eyebrow.
At the same time, he unceremoniously used the identification technique on Monk Wu Ming.
The next second, monk Wu Ming's physical data appeared in front of Cao Zhe's eyes.
"Physique is forty-two, strength is forty-seven, internal strength is fifty-one, skills are Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand (proficient), Powerful Vajra Palm (proficient), Vajra Demon Subduing Technique (proficient), Powerful Vajra Finger (beginner), Shadow Walking Legs (Introduction), the fourteen postures in front of Wei Tuo Palm (introduction), the three postures in front of Breaking the Ring Knife (introduction), root bone fifty-six, understanding forty-two. Note: With such ordinary qualifications, you still need to learn so many skills?"
The attributes of body and force are semi-innate and semi-acquired attributes, internal force is purely acquired attribute, and root, bone and understanding are absolutely innate attributes.
Monk Wuming's body, strength, and internal strength were all pretty good. Based on these dates, Cao Zhe calculated from the appraisal data of other monks in the temple that Monk Wuming should be at the top of the second-rate, if not the first-rate, in the arena.
But it has to be said that compared with Zhang Junbao's physical talent and understanding talent, these two attributes of Monk Wuming are really stretched to the extreme.
It's no wonder that despite his age, most of the martial arts he knows are still at the entry level. Only three martial arts that he often uses are at a proficient level.
'Proficient' is one of the most common skill evaluations used by Cao Zhe in the process of large-scale identification of Shaolin Temple monks.
This stage is also the final result of most mediocre people practicing a certain skill.
It's no wonder that the same martial arts can exert super power in the hands of some people, but most of the time, in the hands of more people, its power can only be regarded as ordinary.
A simple summary is that the quality of the martial arts itself determines the lower limit of the practitioner, while the individual's talent and effort determine the upper limit of the martial arts.
Monk Wu Ming swaggered to the table, then sat down on the futon. He raised his eyes without looking at Cao Zhe, but directly said to Monk Jue Yuan: "Go! Take all the handwritings or Eastern transmissions of Bodhidharma with you." Bring all the ancient scriptures here to me, and I will study them one by one."
Monk Jueyuan responded, not at all annoyed at being ordered by someone to command like a slave.
Cao Zhe also followed Monk Jueyuan and rummaged through the Sutra Pavilion.
After a while, fourteen boxes of various sizes were brought in, including seven boxes of ancient books, five boxes of brocade books and ancient animal skin scrolls, and two boxes of various miscellaneous items that recorded texts and scriptures.
"Okay! Okay! Everybody get out! Everybody get out!"
"Don't come near me unless I call you." Monk Wu Ming then began to chase people away.
Cao Zhe figured it out with his buttocks. This guy must have known about the existence of the Nine Sun Magic Art in some way, so he came to look for it.
It's just that although he knew that the Nine Yang Magic was hidden in the scriptures passed down by Bodhidharma, he didn't know which volume it was hidden in.
While he was talking, the ignorant monk had begun to rummage through the ancient scriptures, his palms rising and falling, without any intention of cherishing them.
I would often open a volume of ancient scriptures and find that it was filled with incomprehensible Sanskrit, then I would casually scatter them aside.
Monk Jue Yuan frowned as he looked at it, and he paused in his exit.
Later, I heard Monk Yuan say: "Master is busy with chores in the temple, and maybe he doesn't know much about Sanskrit. The characters in this world will change slightly every hundreds of years, and the meanings are different now and in the past. This is the case in our Han culture, and in the West It is also expected from the Sanskrit country that the poor monk still has some knowledge in Sanskrit. If the master has any questions, the poor monk is willing to help the master share his worries."
Hearing this, Monk Wuming not only failed to understand the good intentions in Jue Yuan's words, but instead said angrily: "I am the head of the Discipline Academy, and you are just a gray-robed monk. What qualifications do you have to give me advice?"
"Get out!"
Monk Jueyuan stood as still as if he were rooted to the ground, and continued to look at the scrolls on the ground with loving eyes.
Cao Zhe pulled Monk Jueyuan's sleeve.
Then he said to Monk Wu Ming: "The first master, Master Jue Yuan, did not mean any offense."
"The master is studying the scriptures hard, and he may not need someone to bring tea and water, and help with some chores. The disciples are willing to serve."
"Besides, this disciple has been practicing with Master Jue Yuan for a long time, and he also knows some Sanskrit. Maybe he can also help the master."
After saying that, he gave Monk Jueyuan a reassuring look.
"This ignorant monk, whether he is a competitor or not, does not seem to be very scheming. He can make suggestions that seem good but are actually of no benefit to the Shaolin Temple. Perhaps it is because of the guidance of someone behind him, or perhaps it is just a source of advice. Based on the modern knowledge, deletion, modification and modification are my own opinions. In any case...he is a good fish!"
"If you raise me, you may be able to serve as my tool. With such a leader of the Discipline Academy to help endorse me, my future actions will be much easier."
