"It's not the Dragon Capturing Skill, it should be the Dragon Claw Skill!"
In a corner of the Zhike Courtyard, after listening to Wu Ming's narration, Zhihuan looked at the scars on his wrists and pondered for a few moments. Summit 23S.
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"Dragon Claw Technique? I remember that among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, there is no Dragon Claw Technique, right?"
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and said in surprise.
"Indeed not! But it does not prevent the sect from becoming a master in martial arts, and this dragon claw skill is indeed extraordinary, at least it is top-notch martial arts.
Even if the tiger claw hand, the unique skill of our temple, is not able to participate in the general trend of research, it can still complement each other as the foundation martial arts for practicing dragon catching hand.
Judging from your injuries, Zhijun may have already initially observed the dragon capture skills, otherwise it would be difficult to capture you from a few feet away."
Zhihuan smiled.
"It seems that this Zhijun has an extraordinary origin!"
Wu Ming said meaningfully.
"You don't have to make any insinuations. Even if you ask me directly, I won't tell you. With your character, you may not know how you will deal with Zhijun."
Zhihuan pretended to be angry.
"Senior brother, you are joking. Is my younger brother the one who must retaliate? I just feel that Zhijun is young and has an artistic background, but he has the attainments of a top genius. I want to make friends with him."
Wu Ming said seriously.
Zhijun looked at Wu Ming carefully to make sure it was not a perfunctory act, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "To be honest with you, Zhijun's identity does have a lot of origins, but similarly, even if others ask me about your origins, I will
I can’t tell!”
"So, someone asked Senior Brother about me?"
Wu Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he meant something.
"You are just too smart!"
Zhihuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he changed the subject with a wry smile, "You have to remember, don't provoke people from the Discipline Academy easily, otherwise you will fall into their hands and you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die."
"Thanks for the advice, senior brother, I will remember it!"
Wu Ming's heart trembled slightly.
For Zhihuan, who is like Maitreya Buddha, to say such words, it shows the seriousness of the matter!
"I have countless Shaolin Zen monasteries, and the others can be said, but there are two halls and three courtyards, which are guarded by warrior monks, Prajna Hall, Arhat Hall, Bodhidharma Hall, Discipline Hall, and Bodhi Hall. Although these five places are located, they each perform their own duties.
, but in fact he strictly controlled all affairs in the temple.
Of course, among them, the Precepts Institute is the most important. The Bodhi Institute is aloof from outsiders and basically ignores external affairs and only cares about its own responsibilities."
Zhihuan said again.
"Um!"
Wu Ming nodded silently.
"Since you feel that someone is targeting you in the temple, let me work it out for you and arrange for you to go on missions outside the temple.
Although there won’t be much of a problem in terms of safety, there are risks when you go out, so you have to think about it carefully!”
Zhihuan pondered for a while.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Wu Ming's eyes lit up and he immediately agreed.
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Before he could prepare for his mission to leave the temple, Wu Ming had just returned to the meditation room to rest, but was stopped on the spot by five monks who came unexpectedly.
The bright lanterns illuminated the entire Zen courtyard. Such a big movement naturally attracted people in the Zen room to get up and take a look.
For a time, all the lay disciples who were awake in every building and room were looking out of the windows.
"A lay disciple who has no name, disrespects the temple rules, and fights in private will be punished with a hundred canes."
The leading monk had a stern look on his face, and after finishing reciting, he waved his hand.
Immediately, four disciples from the Discipline Academy pushed Wu Ming down on a long bench and hit him with sticks.
Different from the past, this time there was no chance to defend at all, and he resorted to heavy-handed tactics.
"Wait a minute, I want to know how Zhijun is doing?"
Wu Ming was no match for the four artistic conception monks. He was suppressed on the spot before he could even fight back. His shirt was ripped open, leaving him naked like a little white sheep being slaughtered.
"Humph, execute!"
The monk snorted coldly and had no intention of answering.
Bang bang!
In an instant, the heavy stick fell down, and the huge force even dispersed the power of Wu Ming's body's automatic body protection, penetrating straight into his inner organs!
"Let me ask you, how is Zhilu?"
Wu Ming gritted his teeth and shouted sternly.
"Take care of yourself first!"
The monk said coldly.
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the monk, resisting the severe pain and the urge to summon the kitten to take action.
From the moment the five monks from the Discipline Academy appeared, he felt something was wrong.
Since he guessed that someone was targeting him, he would not leave any clues.
Moreover, the other party never mentioned Zhijun and Zhilu, which made him feel that things were beyond his control.
There was a sound of sticks and ping-pong, and there were those who were gloating about the misfortune, and there were also those who couldn't bear it.
After the punishment of a hundred sticks was completed, Wu Ming's back was covered with blood. No matter how he shouted and asked, the monk had no intention of answering, even though his voice was hoarse from shouting!
"I hope you can take care of yourself and stop treating temple rules like child's play."
The monk gave Wu Ming a disgusted look and prepared to leave with the four monks.
"Hey, you don't know who I am, do you? I'm a well-known dandy in the capital. Do you know what a dandy is?
Violence will be repaid, and the means are despicable. Just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will cause trouble for your family. The men will mine mines and the women will work as prostitutes!"
Wu Ming vomited blood and said negative test.
"Huh, I'm Zhikui waiting!"
When the monk heard this, he walked away without looking back.
Everyone in the courtyard was in an uproar. No one expected that Wu Ming would dare to threaten the monks of the Discipline Academy in public.
"It seems that the Discipline Academy is quarreling with me. Just know the name. Zhikui, hehe, I didn't plan to cause trouble again. It's a pity that you just quit when you see good things. Don't blame me for tormenting you!"
Wu Mingqiang supported his body and returned to the meditation room with the support of Zhidai and Zhikui.
The two of them were busy helping him apply medicine, and they worked for half a night before stopping to rest.
"Affixing a stick to my body completely ignores my Buddhist destiny. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be done!"
After thinking for a long time but unable to come up with a clue, Wu Ming had no choice but to forcibly get rid of distracting thoughts and recover from the physical trauma by relaxing the tendons and washing the marrow meridians.
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The next morning, when Wu Ming slowly opened his eyes, he found that there was no one in the meditation room.
"Oops, I missed the time. Is this the intention of the Discipline Academy? First make me look embarrassed, then fail to complete the task, and then use this to drive me out of the Shaolin Temple?"
After looking at the sky, Wu Ming's face darkened, and he headed to Zhike Hospital regardless of his injuries that had not yet recovered.
"Unknown Junior Brother, the host invites you!"
At this time, a middle-aged monk suddenly visited and took him to the Outer Shaolin Zhizangyuan, which is the residence of Abbot Xuan'an.
Monk Wu Ming was really confused about the sudden invitation, but he didn't refuse it. After all, he was in Shaolin and was nominally a lay disciple.
Zhizangyuan occupies a small area and is backed by the Sutra Collection Building. It is the most important forbidden area in Shaolin and no outsiders are allowed to approach it.
Even the disciples in the temple are not allowed to take a peek, let alone the lay disciples.
Wu Ming had heard about the Buddhist Scripture Building for a long time, but it was just a rare opportunity to see it. After all, it was rumored that there were 30 authentic books of Shaolin Temple's 72 unique skills hidden inside.
Of course, all seventy-two unique skills are only available in Shaolin!
In this quiet Zen courtyard, there were only three people, an old monk and two young novice monks.
"Wu Ming has met the abbot Zen Master!"
Wu Ming still respected the old monk Xuan'an quite a lot.
Whether it was his tonsure when he first entered the monastery, or his subsequent maintenance of goodwill, it all showed the greatness of this old Zen master.
After all, not everyone can tolerate Wu Ming's rudeness. You must know that Buddha is also angry.
Otherwise, there would be no Discipline Academy, Angry Eyes King Kong, etc.!
"sit!"
Xuan An still looked like a kind old man, smiling and saying hello to sit down.
Wu Ming pondered for a moment, but instead of being as casual as he was when he was getting along with other monks before, he stepped forward to pour tea in an extremely polite manner and stood to one side.
"I know that your heart is not in Buddhism, so I will not force you to be tonsured. However, you walking in the temple like this are indeed an eyesore and can easily cause misunderstandings among other disciples. It just so happens that my place has always been clean, so you can clean up here from now on.
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Just follow me in the morning lessons every day, and there are quite a few books here, which were collected by the Shaolin abbots and elders of all generations.
There are not only Buddhist classics, but also rumors about Chinese strange records, and of course, there are many scriptures, you can read them all!"
Although Wu Ming was mentally prepared, he never expected Xuan An to say such words.
Looking at the middle-aged monk leading the way, he looked surprised, obviously he didn't know that this would happen!
"Disciples should strictly abide by the abbot Zen Master's decree, but now the Nine Difficulties Pagoda in the temple is about to be opened. Can disciples also participate?"
Wu Ming was stunned and said respectfully.
"You have learned my Shaolin Yijin and Marrow Cleansing Classics. Are you also interested in other special skills?"
The look of surprise in Xuan An's eyes flashed away.
"To be honest, abbot, my martial arts is at a bottleneck right now, and I really want to use Shaolin's unique skills to broaden my horizons!"
Wu Ming said truthfully.
"Haha, that day I watched you play chess and debate with Master Nephew Huiyue. You used movement to control stillness. You are well versed in the art of military strategy.
Now, why don't you calm down the distracting thoughts in your mind by using the method of stillness and calmness?"
Xuan An said with a smile.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, subconsciously thinking that the old monk didn't want him to learn the unique skills of Shaolin.
After all, the previous process of obtaining the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" was extremely difficult. Even though he finally learned it, no one knew how much suffering he experienced when he fell to the ground in the Nine Difficulties Tower!
Of course, this is also a profound understanding of the three questions between heaven and man.
If anything is easily obtained, just think, who would cherish it?
It is precisely the realization of this difficulty that makes people feel more cherished and have a deeper understanding!
"Thank you, Zen Master Abbot, for your advice. It's just that I'm used to being casual. I can't purify myself, and I'm afraid of disturbing the Abbot's purification!"
Although he felt the implicit kindness conveyed by the old monk, when Wu Ming thought of the cane he received last night, an unknown fire rose from the bottom of his heart.
It would be fine if he was punished himself, but judging from Zhikui's intentions, it seemed that Zhijun was also punished, and even Zhilu was also implicated.
If he could swallow this breath, he would no longer be Wu Ming!
"In that case, you should go back and recuperate. After you figure it out, you can come to Zhizangyuan at any time!"
Xuan An pondered for a moment and took a deep look at Wu Mingdao.
"Thank you, Zen Master Abbot!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately thanked and left.
"Hey, senior brother, senior brother, you haven't been interested in worldly affairs for a long time, and you have done meritorious deeds for this son, and you have led many monks to chant sutras, gathered the power of all the people's faith, and opened his eyes, is it just to repay the cause and effect of Hui Nan? Have you ever thought about it?
, this fruit may also be a bitter fruit!”
Looking at his leaving figure, Xuan An sighed secretly.