Chapter 56: Slaughtering my old bald donkey (Part 1)

When the two little monks heard their abbot's words, they had to retreat to the side and stand with their hands.

The Buddha's name shocked me again. Damn, the old bald donkey has been endless. So I immediately led Wangcai and walked in with great momentum.

Leaded by Lu Fu, he went to the main hall of the villa. Sure enough, in the middle of the hall, an old monk with white hair and kind-eyed eyebrows was sitting upright on the cushion and meditating. He was surrounded by four young and strong monks, each with half of his shoulders exposed, and his muscles were well-developed. He was obviously a monk who practiced external kung fu.

"Damn old bald donkey, if you proclaim the Buddha's name again, I will give you some color." I stepped into the main hall and said angrily. Damn, every time he proclaimed the Buddha's name, it would shock my chest and blood.

"Why do you have to be angry with the donor? There is no demon in your heart. Even if you hear my demon-subduing roar, you will not react at all." The old bald donkey opened his eyebrows and looked at me with a smile and said, "The donor might as well ask the people around you if they are like you, their qi and blood are surging."

I was stunned when I heard this and turned my eyes to Zuodongtang. Zuodongtang said immediately: "Master, I have no adverse reactions when I listened to the Buddha's name." The other guards also shook their heads and said that they were not allergic to the Buddha's name.

Qing'er quickly said, "Master, this Demon-Subduing Roar is a specialist in dealing with people who practice martial arts in other schools. The Master responded to this, probably because the Master practiced the Heart Sutra of the Demon-Women."

"Amitabha." The old bald donkey said the Buddha's name again and praised him with a smile: "The female donor is indeed wise. Lao Na saw this donor and had a strong evil spirit, so he had to take action to enlighten him."

"Damn, you're not finished yet, right?" The breath that kept surging in my chest made me feel uncomfortable, and I angrily scolded: "What kind of martial arts do I practice? What's your bald donkey? If you don't stop talking, don't blame me for turning against you."

"Donor, Lao Na's Dharma name is not a bald donkey, but a wise man." The Zen Master Buzhi smiled like a child. His smile was indeed quite kind, but in my eyes, he was extremely disgusted.

"Then let's call you a bald bald donkey." I said angrily. Anyone who is attacked for no reason will be extremely unhappy.

"Donor, Lao Na is also for your own good. It's better if you don't practice your evil skills, otherwise it will damage your body over time." The unwise old bald donkey said to me seriously with a very serious expression.

I was so surprised that my heart broke out and it hurt my body. After thinking about it carefully, there was no such thing at all. The second worshiper started by practicing the Heart Sutra of the Women. People have lived to be over 150 years old, and they are still like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, without any illness or pain.

Thinking of this section, I deliberately pretended to be guilty and said, "The unwise old bald donkey, then according to your opinion, what should I do?"

Seeing that my words were a little loose, Zen Master Buzhi bewitched and said, "Donor, it's not Lao Na cursing you. If you keep practicing this evil skill, you may not live to be fifty years old. Why not take advantage of the fact that the magic skill has not been completed and the foundation is still shallow, Lao Na will help you to abolish him."

I cursed in my heart that the old bald donkey originally wanted to destroy my martial arts skills. So I said coldly: "That's not to think about it. I'm not smart. I know how precious time it took for me to practice this martial arts? How could you just say it's useless?"

"The donor misunderstood. Lao Na just saw that you have a good roots and your eyebrows seem to have a deep connection with Buddhism. That's why Lao Na developed a love for talent. It's better not to practice this magic skill. Although Shaolin martial arts cannot be said to be the best in the world, the seventy-two martial arts are outstanding. As long as you can be included in the Shaolin Gate Wall, even the Sutra Pavilion can enter and exit with the donor Wuji." The unwise bald donkey said with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Master, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to follow him in and out of the Sutra Pavilion?" The monk who had not spoken next to him said with some concern.

"It's okay. If the donor enters my Buddhism, he will be able to enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion." The old bald donkey said generously.

I said, Shaolin martial arts are indeed extraordinary, but they are quite hard to practice. What about the seventy-two martial arts, which sounds nice to say. But if you do any one of them, you can’t practice anything for ten or eight years. How can you be as easy as the martial arts of the Heart Sutra of the Women? You are practicing kung fu when you go to the Women.

However, seeing this old bald donkey is so sincere, it is fun to play him all of a sudden. Then he showed an envious look and said, "Master Buzhi, are you talking about true? I can learn Shaolin martial arts at will?"

The old bald donkey shivered when I called Master Wei, and his goose bumps were about to come out. Although he was a little suspicious of why I was arrogant at first and respectful at the end, he had to answer seriously: "That's natural. I believe that the donor is really a person who has a connection with the Buddha. If he said he would not enter the Buddhist sect now, he would definitely enter my Buddhist sect."

"Dare you ask if Master Buzhi is born this year?" I asked with a smile.

"Old Na will not answer this question," said the Buzhi Lao Bad Donkey: "But there is no such restriction on the donor. To be ashamed, Lao Na has wasted 126 years of spring and autumn this year." The dead old bald Donkey looked at me everywhere, which was really strange.

"When did the master enter the king level?" I asked again.

"To be ashamed, Lao Na realized the realm of the king when he was 89 years old." The old monk looked old and as if he was aging, he entered the king's late late as I guessed.

I then asked with a kind smile again, "Master Buzhi, then after entering Buddhism, can I eat meat and find a woman?"

The old bald donkey had not answered yet. The little bald donkeys started to scold: "Damn it, how can you eat meat and find a woman when you enter Buddhism?"

"Little bald donkey, I didn't ask you?" I said disdainfully: "I'm talking to your adults, how can you be the juniors like you interfere?"

"What the donor said is, you guys should retreat." The old bald donkey drank majesticly and withdrew several monks, then said: "After entering Buddhism, you should naturally be empty in all four elements. However, donor, you can take special care of him. As long as you don't eat meat in Shaolin Temple and play with women in Shaolin Temple, Lao Na can accept it."

I'm cold. Is this old bald donkey a brain problem? Is this ridiculous thing even agreed? Could it be that it would be a great benefit to him when I entered the Shaolin? Or is this old bald donkey having another purpose?

However, although his conditions are tempting, I really have no interest in being a monk, and even if I make a guest appearance, I don’t have any thoughts. I am a dignified emperor, and I may make a laughing stock when I become a monk. In addition, although Shaolin martial arts is good, it is really not suitable for me to practice. Even if I want to practice, at most I will only send a few masters to steal the secrets of martial arts, and how can I really enter Buddhism?

"Old man, although you look sincere." I smiled and said, "But I am not interested in entering your Shaolin."

The unwise bald donkey looked excited, but when he heard my words, he felt like he had swallowed a fly, his mouth was so big that he was extremely surprised. He never expected that others were asking for the entry into Shaolin. Now he offered such generous conditions, but was rejected by someone playing.

"Uh..., this donor, can you tell Lao Na. Why did you refuse Lao Na's invitation?" The unwise bald donkey, with his expression like a resentful woman who was abandoned, asked me why I abandoned him.

Seeing his lost look, he felt relieved and finally got a revenge. Then he said, "Old bald donkey, there are countless reasons why I don't enter your Buddhism. Just pick a few main ones and say it. First, I'm very unhappy with you. You use that bird roar to scare me."

"Donor, that's called the Buddhist Demon-subduing Roar, not a bird-sucking Roar." The unwise bald donkey explained with a bitter face.

"I don't care what you yell, I'm just unhappy." I said, "Second, I feel unhappy when I hear your name. What a wise man. If I become your apprentice, I'm just mentally retarded?"

"Uh... the donor can rest assured about this. At worst, donor, you can be the master of the old man and call him Dazhi." The old bald donkey still had a trace of fantasy and wanted to turn the tide.

"I'm still unhappy." I shook my head and said, "Third, your Shaolin martial arts skills are really bad. You have to practice for eighty years before you can get into the king's grade. Look at the girl." As I said, I pulled Lan Chuqing over and said, "I'll get into the king's grade at the age of twenty."

"This, Buddhist martial arts emphasizes gradual progress. Once the foundation is built, he says it is possible to enter the imperial grade or even the imperial grade." The old bald donkey defended repeatedly: "Although the martial arts of the other schools are displayed quickly, it is easy to stop in the later stages and stay at the royal grade for the rest of his life."

"Bah, I'm talking lightly. I like to enjoy my life, and practice martial arts is just for entertainment." I said disdainfully: "If I have white hair and white eyebrows like you in the future, what fun will the living person have?"

"You can't say that. As long as you can break through the king's rank early, you will naturally be able to revive your child." The old monk said unyieldingly.

"The most important point is that I have too many wives, how could they agree to me enter Buddhism?" I smiled and said, "How could I leave behind many beautiful wives and become monks?"

"In this way, Lao Na will make another exception." The old bald donkey showed a seductive smile: "Lao Na allows the donor to build a villa in Shaolin, which is exclusively for the donor's beautiful wife."

I gasped. This bald donkey is so determined? He ignored me in order to pull me into Shaolin. Then he tentatively said: "Die bald donkey, I will tell you clearly. I will not enter your Buddhist sect no matter what. However, it seems that your martial arts are still sloppy. If you are a call by my side, you will be forced to do so."

Unexpectedly, the old bald donkey's eyes lit up. He said to me unexpectedly: "Good idea, so old man can be by his side and help him to help him all the time."

I'm down. It seems that this old bald donkey has really cheated me.
Chapter completed!