Martial Arts: This world is different

Chapter 49 The Drunken Monk
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than [-] rounds. Suddenly, Zhang Wanan stretched out his hand, and Keats's finger force somehow deviated. At the same time, Zhang Wanan quickly cut to Keats' side, and pressed his palm on Keats' left chest. .

At that time, Keats only felt his heart sinking. At this time, Zhang Wanan only needed to spit out his palm. Even if he did not die on the spot, he would be crippled. However, Zhang Wanan did not do that. Ci arched her hands: "Abbot, I've accepted it!"

Because the incident happened so suddenly and the change was too fast, Keats remained in the same posture for a long time, with an uncertain expression on his face. It took a long time before he let out a long sigh. Slow down.

"After decades, I never thought that I would still see such a young hero. Sure enough, there are talented people from generation to generation." Keats said with emotion at the time.

Zhang Wan'an frowned upon hearing this, and seemed to have discovered the point of Keats's words: "Why, Master Abbot has ever met a young master like me?"

Keats smiled wryly: "That happened decades ago. Speaking of which, if that person is still alive, he would probably be over sixty now."

"Who is he?" Zhang Wanan asked. In fact, not only him, but also Lin Hu and most of the people present were curious.

"I don't know if Zhang Shaoxia has ever heard of an astonishing wizard who appeared in the martial arts decades ago, that is Zhang Jiaozhu of Mingjiao. He was about the same age as you are now when he was in the martial arts."

Zhang Wan'an was slightly taken aback when he heard this, with a complicated expression on his face, then he smiled and said, "Mingjiao Master Zhang is famous all over the world, he is said to be second only to Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, the second most powerful person in the world, Zhang Zhenren, how can the younger generation not have heard of it? Judging from Master's tone, it seems that he has met Zhang Jiaozhu?"

Keats said: "Speaking of it, it happened 40 years ago. At that time, our temple held the "Lion Slaughter Conference", and heroes from all schools and schools in the world gathered together to show their unique skills. I was still a young novice at that time, and I was lucky to follow the teacher. We met at the right time, that is, I saw Zhang Jiaozhu a few times from a distance, and his demeanor is still in front of my eyes even after decades. Speaking of Zhang Shaoxia and him, he is still in the same family, could it be."

Zhang Wanan quickly waved his hand: "Coincidence, just a coincidence."

Keats smiled: "Yes, the surname Zhang is a common surname, and it is not surprising that there are occasional similarities, but Zhang Shaoxia's demeanor is indeed no longer inferior to Zhang's leader."

"In your opinion, the abbot, who is superior between me and him?"

"After all, it's been decades, and I don't dare to speak nonsense, but it seems that Teacher Zhang is more sophisticated in comparison. This is also what my family said, and I hope you don't mind."

Zhang Wan'an rubbed his chin when he heard this, seemed to be thoughtful, and finally said: "It's okay, master, you are just telling the truth, so who will be sent by your temple to end the matter?"

Not only Keats, but most of the other Shaolin monks present frowned upon hearing this. Keats's martial arts are outstanding among Shaolin sects today. It is absolutely impossible to be relaxed, so no one dares to step forward for a while, but now it is considered a defeat if you come to Shaolin Temple, and it is disgraceful to spread the word.

At this time, a thin and small monk walked quickly to Keats and heard a few words. Lin Hu and others had heard Keats' introduction before, and knew that this was the first monk who helped the world in Shaolin Prajna Hall. Judging from the posture of the "Military Advisor" sent by him, it seems that he has thought of some way to deal with Zhang Wanan.

Because the two spoke very softly, other people couldn't hear what they were talking about, but Keats showed embarrassment at first, and finally seemed to be tempted by Ji Shi's repeated persuasion. He nodded in agreement, and Ji Shi quickly Walking to the backyard, Keats said to Zhang Wan'an: "Young heroes are highly skilled in martial arts, and old monks and others are ashamed of themselves, but for the reputation of Shaolin for hundreds of years, we are not going to admit defeat. Now we have to trouble a few who have already lived in seclusion. I hope that my senior teacher will come forward, and I hope the young hero will wait a little longer."

Zhang Wan'an couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this: "Why, is there still an eminent monk of the "Yuan" generation in Shaolin still alive?"

Keats smiled bitterly: "There are still a few."

Zhang Wan'an nodded: "In this case, I must ask for advice."

At this time, Jin Yiwei and his party were also very surprised. The so-called "round" generation is Keats, Jiyuan and his master's generation. ?For a while Lin Hu and others were quite curious, thinking that this trip to Shaolin was really an eye-opener.

As a result, everyone waited for a long time, but Monk Ji Shi hadn't come back yet, suddenly a man came out from the backyard, seeing his appearance, everyone in Jin Yiwei and Zhang Wan'an were taken aback.

Shaolin monks as a whole give people the impression that regardless of the level of clothing, they are basically clean, but this one is different, a monk’s robe is covered with pudding, and it is greasy, as if he usually takes clothes When the hand towel is in use, look at this man holding a gourd in his left hand, drinking while walking, and he can smell a strong smell of alcohol from a long distance, as if the gourd is filled with wine.

Look at this guy with a flushed face, he seems to be drinking too much, and he wobbles when he walks. In fact, this guy has good facial features, but the same problem as Zhang Wanan is that he is slovenly and has a beard. Dirty and scruffy.

"Hey, why is it so lively today? There are so many people gathered." The drunk monk saw the scene in the courtyard and couldn't help saying, belching while talking, looking like a street drunk.

Neither Zhang Wan'an nor Jin Yiwei expected to meet such a person in Shaolin Temple, and they looked at the Shaolin monks in surprise for a while, while Abbot Keats and others seemed quite embarrassed at this time.

"Jishan, why are you drinking in the monastery again? Do you know that this is a flagrant violation of the precepts!?" Master Jizhen, the head of the Precept Academy, couldn't bear it and shouted loudly at the drunk monk.

The drunken monk known as Jishan didn't care about this. He squinted his drunken eyes and looked at Jizhen and said, "Why are you angry, junior brother? You are allowed to compete with others all day long. This is not considered a violation of the precept of anger. If you come to my place just to drink some wine, you will not let me go, you need to know that wine and meat pass through the intestines, it is the Buddha's heart."

The monks were slightly taken aback when they heard this. The second half of Jishan's words were completely unreasonable. In fact, they were quoting four lines of Buddhist verses left by the famous monk Daoji in the Southern Song Dynasty. Stay, if the world learns from me, it is like entering the way of a demon." The last two sentences are a kind of commentary on the behavior of the first two sentences, and even negate it, but the first half of Ji Shan's words are not without reason.

Buddhism emphasizes that the four elements are empty, and there is no hindrance in the mind, and martial arts practitioners are brave and fierce, which in itself is contrary to the purpose of Buddhism. From this perspective, it seems difficult for the Shaolin monks to refute it for a while.

(End of this chapter)