"Go down the mountain, I have to go down the mountain!" Cao Zhe stood in front of the window on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, looking into the distance. Behind him was the ancient Buddha of green lamps, and there were great rivers and mountains in front of him.

"Eight months! I've been a monk for eight months... Do you know how I spent these eight months? Even the cattle in the livestock are all male, so how can I live this life?" Cao Zhe felt distracting thoughts.

In the first eight months, I first came to this world. In order to protect myself, I could still practice quietly. Now I have some ability to walk around the world. Shaolin Temple, a novice village, has been almost done for the time being, so of course I want to leave.

"Unless a monk rebels from the temple, he or she must be approved by the first level monk in the temple to walk down the mountain. It is better for me to have a lay disciple like me who has not been ordained. If a lay disciple who practices martial arts breaks out of the wooden lane, brand the blue dragon and white tiger with his arms, and always mark the Shaolin, he or she can go out to explore the world. If Shaolin has a great reputation, a large number of lay disciples are in the world, which is also a great contribution."

"However, lay disciples who follow the literary monk route have a lot of difficulties. To put it bluntly, most lay disciples in Shaolin Temple are children of wealthy families. In addition to practicing martial arts, the purpose of coming to Shaolin Temple is to make friends and find a backer. Shaolin Temple also relies on these lay disciples from wealthy families to extend their tentacles to all sides. However, lay disciples who are not worthy of practicing martial arts but have not been slandered are mostly poor people at the foot of the mountain. They sell their children to the temple since childhood. In many years, these disciples are all scattered as servants. Only after a certain period of time will they be given a status and becoming a monk can they barely survive."

"So my current identity is nominally a disciple in Shaolin Temple, but in fact I am a traitor who has sold my life. If I escape by chance, Shaolin Temple probably won't pursue it more, unless I find that I have secretly learned the best martial arts of Shaolin Temple, or committed crimes on the outside world under the name of Shaolin. With my current methods, it is not difficult to escape directly, but if I reveal my name in the future, I will inevitably be suspected of secretly learning Shaolin martial arts. I can't explain it clearly, and I will inevitably make grudges again."

"In this regard, we cannot underestimate the slightestness of Shaolin Temple."

"Although the original work has not been clearly stated in the original work, it is not difficult to imagine that after guessing, Zhang Junbao had also encountered difficulties caused by Shaolin monks after leaving Shaolin. Otherwise, the relationship between Zhang Sanfeng and Shaolin would not be so bad. After all, there is still a passionate fate, and Zhang Sanfeng himself recognized it. However, Shaolin Temple has always regarded Zhang Sanfeng as an imaginary enemy and acted very maliciously. It would be unreasonable to say that there is no grudge in it."

"After all, when facing real strong men, Shaolin Temple is willing to be a dog, at least it will not be so cold on the surface. For Feng Qingyang's face, Linghu Chong, an outsider, can learn the Yijin Jing, and Zhang Wuji will never be able to learn the irrelevant Shaolin Nine Yang Gong... This is clearly not giving Lao Zhang's 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 Shencheng to bite me." Cao Zhe thought of various thoughts.

The voice of monk Jueyuan came from behind him: "Junbao! This is the Master Wuming from the Precepts Academy. The master will practice Zen in the Sutra Pavilion for a few days tomorrow and the next, so you can serve him!"

Cao Zhe turned around and saw Monk Jueyuan wearing a gray monk's robe following closely behind a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow monk's robe.

The monk looked tall, his temples were bulging, and his palms looked particularly thick. Obviously, his hands were extremely skilled. He probably learned Shaolin skills such as the Great Power Vajra Palm and the Wei Tuo Palm.

But when he saw him, his eyes flashed, and his light flowed, which seemed to be a bit like an eagle looking at a wolf... No matter how he looked, he didn't look like an honest monk who was meditating.

"The first of the Ignorance··The Precepts Academy, one of the suspected contestants in Shaolin Temple. It advocates changing the structure of the temple and building separate temples in various places to further stabilize and expand its influence. At the same time, it established the Shanxia Martial Arts Academy in major cities, completely separating the Buddha and martial arts, thereby opening up the situation of Shaolin Temple in the rivers and lakes and competing with the Quanzhen Sect."

"There is no doubt that he is a radical and full of worldly desires. Such a person can calm down and practice Zen and realize the truth... This is a trait, no matter whether he is a contestant or not." Cao Zhe was very concerned about his heart, but his expression was particularly pure and harmless.

Following the instructions of Monk Jueyuan, he stood behind Monk Wuming with his eyebrows down.

At the same time, he used identification techniques to Wuming Monk without hesitation.

The next second, the physical data of the Wuming Monk appeared in front of Cao Zhe in a "simple" manner.

"Forty-two body, forty-seven force, fifty-one internal force, skills Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand (Proficient), Viagra Palm (Proficient), Vajra Demon Subduing Art (Proficient), Viagra Finger (Introduction), Rushadow Following Legs (Introduction), Fourteen Styles of Weituo Palm (Introduction), Three Styles of Breaking the Rings (Introduction), Fifty-six Root Bone, Forty-two Understanding. Note: Is the qualifications so ordinary, and I still learn so many skills?"

The body and force attributes belong to semi-innate, semi-acquired attributes, and internal force belong to purely acquired attributes, while root and bone and insight are absolute innate attributes.

The three items of Wuming's body, strength and internal strength are quite acceptable. Cao Zhe used these days to calculate the identification data of other monks in the temple. Even if Wuming's monk is not a first-class expert in the world, he should be a second-rate top.

But it has to be said that compared with Zhang Junbao's body's talent for roots and understanding, these two attributes of Monk Wuming are really extremely bad.

No wonder most of the martial arts he knows are still in the entry-level level, and only three skills that he often has reached the level of proficiency.

‘Proficiency’ is one of the most common skill evaluations of Cao Zhe during the process of identifying Shaolin Temple monks on a large scale.

This stage is also the final result of the training of most mediocre people on a certain skill.

It’s no wonder that the same martial arts will 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 considered ordinary.

To summarize it simply, the quality of martial arts itself determines the lower limit of the practitioner, and the individual's talent and effort determines the upper limit of this martial arts.

Monk Wuming walked to the table with a swagger, then sat on the cushion, raised his eyes but did not look at Cao Zhe, but said to Monk Jueyuan directly: "Go! Move all the handwritten books of Master Bodhidharma or the ancient scriptures brought by the Eastern Pass to me. I will comprehend them one by one."

Monk Jueyuan responded, but he was not sent to anyone at all, and commanded the slave as anger.

Cao Zhe also followed Monk Jueyuan to search in the Sutra Pavilion.

In a short while, a box of fourteen big and small was brought, including seven boxes of ancient books, five boxes of brocade books, and five boxes of ancient animal skin scrolls. A total of two boxes of scriptures were recorded using various debris.

"Okay! OK! Go out! Go out!"

"I am not allowed to call you, don't get close." Monk Wuming began to drive people away.

Cao Zhe understood with his butt that this guy must have learned about the existence of the Nine Yang Divine Art from some means, so he came to search for it.

However, although he knew that the Nine Yang Divine Art was hidden in the scriptures delivered by Bodhidharma, he did not know which volume it was hidden in.

While speaking, the monk Wuming had already started to search in the ancient scriptures, with his palm rising and falling, and there was no sign of cherishing it.

I often spread out a volume of ancient scriptures and found that the whole text was filled with Sanskrit that I couldn't understand, so I scattered it aside.

Monk Jueyuan frowned and his steps to withdraw were temporarily suspended.

Then, the monk Listen Yuan said, "The Master's temple is busy with chores, and perhaps not much knowledge of Sanskrit. The texts in this world change slightly every hundreds of years. The meaning is different from the past. Since the Han culture is like this, the Western Sanskrit Kingdom is also considered to be the same. I still have some knowledge of Sanskrit. If the master has any confusion, I would like to share the worries for the master."

When the monk Wuming heard this, he not only did not understand Jueyuan's good intentions, but instead said angrily: "I am the first in the precepts, and you are just a monk in gray. What qualifications do you have to guide me?"

"Get out!"

Monk Jueyuan's feet did not move as if they had roots, and continued to look at the scriptures all over the ground with a caring look.

Cao Zhe pulled the sleeve of Monk La Jueyuan.

Then he said to the monk Wuming: "The first master, Master Jueyuan, did not mean to offend him."

"The master may not need someone to serve tea and water to help with some miscellaneous work, and the disciples are willing to serve them."

"And I have been practicing with Master Jueyuan for a long time, and I know some Sanskrit, and maybe I can help the master a little."

After saying that, he handed him a look that made him feel at ease.

"This Wuming monk, whether he is a contestant or not, doesn't seem to be very scheming. He can make suggestions that seem good but are not helpful to Shaolin Temple. Perhaps it is someone's advice behind him, or perhaps it is just from modern insights. Deletion and modification are his own opinions. In any case, he is a good fish!"

"If you raise your care, you may be my tool. With such a head of the precepts, I will be much more comfortable in my future actions."
Chapter completed!