Chu Li lowered his head, glanced at the crowd, and said with a smile: "Dear donors, I don't know what is the use of kneeling here?"
"Master, I, Zheng Ji, want to become a disciple of Master."
"Oh?" Chu Li raised his brows, looked at him with a smile, shook his head and said, "Almsgiver Zheng, your foundation is not up to par. A poor monk cannot accept you."
"Master?" Zheng Ji said in surprise: "My foundation is too poor?"
"Exactly." Chu Li nodded and said, "Do you want to become my disciple and practice martial arts?"
"Yes." Zheng Ji nodded and said, "Although I am interested in Buddhism, I also know that my understanding is insufficient and I cannot understand the subtleties of Buddhism."
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Martial arts also require a very high level of understanding, otherwise it will be in vain."
Zheng Ji frowned and said: "So, my understanding is incapable of practicing the master's martial arts?"
Chu Li shook his head: "Almsgiver Zheng has no fate with the poor monk."
"Then how can I have a relationship with the master?" Zheng Ji asked hurriedly.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Whether there is a destiny or not is not man-made, but God's will. Whatever God's will is, you can't go against it. You can do nothing."
"Isn't the master said to have great magical powers? There must be a way." Zheng Ji said hurriedly: "As long as I can practice martial arts with the master, I can pay any price!"
Chu Lihe bowed and said: "I can only say sorry, Almsgiver Zheng, there are many roads in the world, not just the path of a poor monk."
"The only person with such profound martial arts skills is a master." Zheng Jidao: "I want to learn a profound martial arts skill to serve the imperial court."
Chu Li smiled and shook his head, looked at the crowd and said: "Dear donors, this poor monk has no plans to accept disciples now, so please come back."
"Master, think about it again. It would be a waste of resources to leave such profound martial arts without using it." Zheng Jidao.
"Zheng Ji, shut up!" Princess Anfu said angrily: "Do you have to force the master to accept a disciple? Even my father would not do this!"
"The emperor must also want the master to pass on such martial arts to benefit our entire Dayu!"
Chu Li smiled, shook his head and said: "Even if the emperor requests this, the poor monk will refuse, so donor Zheng, please come back."
He glanced at everyone, smiled and bowed, turned around and returned to Ruyi Temple.
But no one had any intention of leaving.
"Since the master doesn't want to accept a disciple, let's forget it." Someone whispered.
"no."
"We forget it so easily. Our hearts are too unstable. We will naturally be looked down upon by the master and never have a chance again."
"Is this a test from the master?"
"Who knows, what if it's really a test?"
"That makes sense."
Princess Anfu came to Zheng Ji, stared at him coldly and said: "Zheng Ji, who gave you such courage!"
Zheng Ji smiled sheepishly and said: "Your Highness, I am really eager to learn martial arts, so I was so unwilling to take away the opportunity like this!"
"Master doesn't owe you anything." Princess Anfu said angrily: "Do you think everyone has to pamper you?"
Zheng Jidao: "Your Highness, please beg for mercy for me!"
"Give it up!" Princess Anfu sneered, "Master will never accept a disciple like you!"
Zheng Jidao: "The little one must only follow the princess's lead!"
"It's not rare!" Princess Anfu said angrily: "You guys with evil intentions are really annoying, get out of here!"
She glanced at the crowd again and hummed: "There is no need to kneel here. Since Master has spoken, he will never change his decision!"
Everyone showed disappointment and unwillingness.
Princess Anfu snorted, closed the door of Ruyi Temple, turned around and walked away.
Everyone stood up one after another and left in twos and threes, but only nine people still knelt on the ground and did not move.
These nine people knelt motionless, not looking at the people leaving around them.
They are determined and eager to change their destiny. No matter what, as Master Dingru is an eminent monk, he cannot ignore death and die on his knees here.
When people saw them kneeling upright and motionless, they hesitated for a moment and then stopped kneeling. They felt that both the princess and Master Dingru had spoken, and they would never change at will. Kneeling was useless. How could it be so easy to enter Dingru?
Like a master's disciple.
Time passed slowly, and all the people in front of Ruyi Temple had dispersed. Only nine people were kneeling still. The sun moved first to the center, and then to the west. As the day passed, the nine people were still kneeling upright, and their bodies were already swaying.
.
Their legs are numb, and they are not their normal self.
However, their strong desire to change their destiny drove them to overcome physical pain and imagine a future where they would acquire peerless martial arts, which gave them endless courage.
Princess Anfu returned to the palace and when she came to the back garden, she saw Zhao Yancheng admiring flowers with his hands behind his back. He was in a very good mood. It was rare to be so happy.
"Father." Princess Anfu stepped forward, hugged his arm, and said with a smile, "Am I so powerful today?"
"Extremely majestic!" Zhao Yancheng praised: "I didn't expect you to be able to practice to this level. It really exceeded everyone's expectations."
"Where are those nosy ministers?" Princess Anfu snorted.
Zhao Yancheng said with a smile: "They all shut up, but they are eyeing the master."
Princess Anfu sneered: "You don't want Master to hand over your martial arts, do you?"
"I think they have this intention." Zhao Yancheng nodded: "Such a magical skill is too powerful and needs to be controlled by the imperial court, otherwise they will be restless."
Princess Anfu snorted: "Father, you think so too, right?"
"I'm really not greedy this time." Zhao Yancheng said with a smile.
Princess Anfu tilted her head and looked at him: "Really?"
Zhao Yancheng smiled and said: "Because I know Master Dingru, he has so many powerful abilities, is it possible that he has to leave them to others?"
"Don't worry, no matter how stupid I am, I won't lose the big because of the small." Zhao Yancheng shook his head and said: "If you really want to force the master away, what's the use of having great skills?"
To him, the most precious thing about Chu Li is his ability to bring the dead back to life. Nothing else can compare to this, so he will never force Chu Li away just for the sake of martial arts.
"Then my father doesn't care about them?" Princess Anfu said: "Master will not be polite when he strikes."
"What I said may not work." Zhao Yancheng snorted.
He has always been strong and domineering, saying one thing is one thing in court, but there are always some people who don't buy his side, like his sons and relatives.
Princess Anfu hummed: "I hope they can be smarter!"
While they were talking, several sedan chairs appeared outside Ruyi Temple and slowly stopped. Each of the majestic sedan bearers held their heads high and stared at Ruyi Temple proudly.
Six people came down from several sedans, all middle-aged men. Some were playing with jade pendants, some were carrying pipes, and some were waving folding fans. They were quite cool and unrestrained, showing that they didn't take everything to heart.
momentum.
"This is Ruyi Temple? It's nothing more than that. The place is quite nice!" A handsome middle-aged man shook his folding fan, shook his head and said, "Come forward and knock on the door!"
"Yes!" A bearer responded loudly and knocked on the door of Ruyi Temple.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The bearer banged his fist on the door aggressively.