"Have you heard? He is the nameless one who abandoned his companions and ran away when in danger!"
"Hmph, if you dare to grow hair and raise cats in the temple, you must have a profound background. I didn't expect that he would be such a cowardly and unrighteous person!"
"Bah, if a person like this is qualified to practice martial arts, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to overcome mental obstacles and become possessed by evil spirits?"
"Even if such a person relies on the support of his elders and overcomes mental and mental obstacles, he is just a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He will never become a great person!"
The closer we get to the secular Zen monastery, the more and more such words are spoken, and they become more and more unpleasant. Summit 23S.
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It is not difficult to imagine that it was precisely because Wu Ming left his group behind when cultivating the spiritual field ten months ago!
Through the mouths of several parties involved, and then through the dissemination of caring people, countless versions were circulated through false rumors.
The only similarity is that Wu Ming is greedy for life and afraid of death, and wastes the lives of his fellow students. He is a complete despicable villain!
"Hey, people's words are awesome, but Confucian methods are indeed extraordinary!"
Wu Ming had already expected this.
If Qin Songzhi only knew how to fight and kill, he would be extremely disappointed.
Even though it brought him great pressure, it was precisely because of such an opponent that he could always push himself forward!
And in the same way, smearing Wu Ming also gave Shaolin a stepping stone. No matter what the truth of the matter was, it was not accessible to the lower-level disciples.
After all, Wu Ming usually behaves surly and arrogantly. Although he has never bullied his classmates, his unique style has already caused a lot of dissatisfaction.
It's just that there is a lack of a trigger point, and once this happens, it is the introduction!
"Aren't they all here?"
When he returned to the Zen room, no one was there. Wu Ming showed a complicated expression on his face and walked towards Zhike Courtyard in silence.
When passing a corner, I saw a lay disciple sweeping the courtyard—Zhiyun!
After touching his chest, Long Yi found no response, so Wu Ming walked straight over.
"I've met the crown prince!"
Zhiyun's expression remained the same, and he did not show indifference to Wu Ming because of the rumors he heard.
In fact, in his opinion, how could someone who could be highly praised by Jia Zhengjing, whom he admired, be as good as what was said in the temple?
"Have you been waiting here for a long time?"
Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
"I know that once the prince returns to the temple, this place is the only way to go, so I have received the cleaning mission and will wait here!"
Zhiyun is neither humble nor arrogant.
"You know everything about the temple, right?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"If the prince is saying that, I have turned a deaf ear to the rumors about you!"
Zhiyun chuckled.
"Okay, you are a smart person, no wonder you are accepted as a confidant by Jia Xiaopang!"
Wu Ming nodded appreciatively.
"If Your Majesty has any instructions, just say so!"
Zhiyun said clearly.
"I want you to check for me the details of all the monks in Bodhidharma Monastery, especially their lay origins!"
Wu Ming said indifferently.
"Uh...what? Your Majesty, you don't mean to..."
Zhiyun was stunned, then turned pale with fright, and his face turned pale.
"Don't worry, you just need to ask me for information. If this matter is reported to Jia Xiaopang, it will be over. He and I are friends, and I will never use his power in future matters."
Wu Ming said with calm eyes.
"You...don't be impulsive, everything needs to be considered in the long run!"
Zhiyun advised bitterly.
"I didn't insult you with treasures, and don't use such words to deal with me!"
Wu Ming didn't even look back.
"yes!"
Zhiyun's heart trembled and he responded instinctively.
Although Wu Ming kept looking into the distance, he always felt that his heart was being seen, and he couldn't hide even a single bit!
Patting Zhiyun on the shoulder casually, Wu Ming walked away slowly.
Looking at his thin back, Zhiyun swallowed subconsciously, instinctively feeling extremely uneasy, as if something big had happened!
…
In the Zhike Courtyard, Zhichuan, who was still greeting the uninformed lay disciples, saw Wu Ming appear, his fat face trembled, he looked as ugly as he could.
"Wu Ming... why are you here?"
Before Wu Ming could step forward, he left everyone alone and dragged him to a deserted corner.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Zhichuan is also such a common person!"
Wu Ming feigned anger.
"You...hey! I'm afraid of you!"
Zhihuan smiled bitterly, sighed repeatedly, and took out a bag with great pain in his body.
"I'm here to say goodbye to my senior brother. Don't let these vulgar things ruin our friendship for nothing!"
Wu Ming refused and pushed him back.
I can tell with my knees that there must be treasures obtained from selling the Nine Difficulties Pagoda.
With his worth, he really doesn't lack this.
"Are we leaving now? That's right, something like that happened!"
Zhijuan was slightly startled, and the bitterness on his face became more intense. He groped up and down with his fat hands, but didn't come up with anything for a long time.
"Okay, I don't know you yet? Let's just say goodbye!"
Wu Ming laughed dumbly, patted his shoulder, and turned around.
"Don't bother, you don't want the treasure, just leave like this, brother, I'm so worried!"
Zhi Chuan was anxious. The most fearful thing among monks is the difficulty of cause and effect. He grabbed Wu Ming, gritted his teeth, took out a palm-sized book, stuffed it into his hand, and said with a look of dismay, "Brother, I can't teach you the secrets of Shaolin."
, this is my experience in preparing to practice martial arts after completing the "Golden Bell". I hope you can avoid taking some detours!"
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Wu Ming thanked him and left.
"none……"
Watching him leave Zhike Courtyard, Zhi Chuan felt frightened for no reason, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
…
Unknowingly, we arrived at Chizo-in.
"I came here to say goodbye to Zen Master. Thank you very much for your kindness."
Wu Ming bowed to the end.
"Amitabha, here are the Buddhist scriptures written by me. I hope you can help you wash away your obsessions and achieve transcendence as soon as possible."
Xuan'an proclaimed the Buddha's name and took out a scripture.
"This is the end of the world, can't you always say something nice?"
Wu Ming curled his lips in disgust, but slowly put the Buddhist scriptures into his arms.
"hehe!"
Xuan An smiled warmly and watched Wu Ming leave.
…
"I didn't expect that you would be here today too. Doesn't it feel like a lost dog?"
When he was about to leave Shaolin and go down the mountain, several lay disciples appeared not far away, making sarcastic remarks. The leader was none other than Lin Jingtai.
"It's okay. I hope you can still live in peace in Shaolin when the Lin family is wiped out!"
Wu Ming nodded disapprovingly, and walked away with a loud tsk.
"you……"
Lin Jingtai was furious.
"Senior Brother Zhijing, what's the point of being angry with such a despicable villain? Without the protection of Shaolin, let's see how many days he can run around!"
"Yes, this kind of person deserves it. Let him be arrogant and he will cry sometimes!"
"That's right, what the hell? Isn't it just based on his status and background? You don't even look at where this place is, how can you allow him to be lawless?"
The companions around him quickly grabbed him, and after some persuasion, Lin Jingtai calmed down, but the anger and resentment in his eyes did not diminish at all, and there was even a hint of pleasure in getting revenge!
…
"Donor, are you ready to go down the mountain now?"
When he saw Wu Ming alone outside the mountain gate, Hui Xing was not surprised. He seemed to already know everything that happened in the monastery.
"Well, Master Lao is waiting for you!"
Wu Ming nodded and turned to look at Shaolin, or rather, at the top of the mountain where Shaolin was.
"That one..."
Hui Xing seemed to be aware of it and showed hesitation on his face.
"Don't worry, I have a lot of faults, but at least I know what I'm doing and won't disturb his old man!"
Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and shrugged his shoulders.
In fact, he also had regrets in his heart that he could not say goodbye to Xuan Bei.
When I think of Xuan Bei, I can't help but think of Hui Neng, Shen Xiu, Chu Chu who came with him when he first entered the temple, and Zhi Xian, who he and Huikong regard as the object of teasing in the game.
It’s been more than a year since they were separated, and I don’t know where they are or what their current situation is!
"Ahem!"
Hui Xing was choked, coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject and said, "The donor is leaving Shaolin this time. If he plans to take the Fujing Tianmen, I, Shaolin, will make arrangements to ensure safety."
"Why do I feel like Master is sending the plague to God? Is this guy so unwelcome?"
Wu Ming said with a half-smile.
"Ha, Amitabha, no matter what, the safety of the donor is the most important thing!"
Hui Xing almost choked on his breath and said with a wry smile.
"So, as long as I'm still in the Shaolin Temple, I don't have to worry about what happened that night?"
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
"yes!"
Hui Xing's eyes flashed slightly, thinking of Wu Ming's cleverness, he nodded helplessly.
In fact, the Shaolin Temple did more than send the God of Plague away. They simply wished that Wu Ming would never come back.
It was something that had nothing to do with Shaolin in the first place, but Wu Ming came to visit him and he had to entertain him.
This time he came down the mountain, if the eminent monks in the temple were not extremely well-educated, they would not be able to congratulate each other!
"That's good! Bye bye, see you later!"
Wu Ming turned around gracefully, waved his hands, and walked down the mountain without looking back.
"Uh...see you later? Donor, don't you need to take the Fujing Tianmen?"
Hui Xing was stunned and quickly caught up with him.
"How can you come back empty-handed after entering Debao Mountain? Naturally, you have to see these great rivers and mountains to make your trip worthwhile!"
Wu Ming's steps were light and seemed to be indescribably relaxed, but there was a heavy and heavy momentum on his body that flashed away.
"This is... the general trend of Songshan Mountain, the sky and the earth have no phase!"
Hui Xing's eyes trembled slightly, he cried out in a low voice, lowered his head silently, and secretly litigated the Buddhist scriptures.
This is the answer given by Wu Ming, the reason to continue to stay in the Songshan boundary to view the scenery!
Although he admitted that Wu Ming's talent was extraordinary, he unexpectedly underestimated him.
With this blessing, even without the unique skills of Shaolin Temple, you may not be unable to achieve great achievements in the future!
Likewise, it is a pity that such a talented warrior cannot be admitted into the temple!
Just as he was watching Wu Ming go down the mountain, he suddenly saw an old man and a young man coming not far away. The old man was wearing yellow robes and his face was full of dust. The young man was about nineteen years old, handsome and handsome.
Unparalleled handsomeness and extraordinary temperament.
"Hey, senior brother Hui'an, why are you back?"
Hui Xing took a closer look and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
That monk was sent down the mountain by the holy monks of Shaolin Temple and went to Hui'an in the south. He didn't expect to come so soon!
At the same time, he did not see that when Wu Ming took a clear look at the young man accompanying him, his expression suddenly changed several times, and his eyes became even more gloomy!
ps: I have a rest this week. I have two updates every morning and noon. I still have to go to work during the day. Please bear with me! Thank you, Mu Chen!