The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 124: You want to become a monk? (For the leader? Yu Yu will add more!)
Li Miao and Xing Chi agreed on a time to meet again later, then they stood up and said goodbye.

He entered Shaolin at the second watch and discussed Taoism with Xingchi, which took a little longer than expected.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and it was not far from the time agreed with Zhu Zai.

Li Miao first climbed onto the roof of Shaolin's main hall and looked down at the tents of the Embroidered Uniform Guards outside the temple.

The commander's tent was naturally different from the ordinary Jinyiwei tents, and Li Miao easily found Zhu Zai's location.

Previously, Li Miao asked Yin Minjun to tell Zhu Zai that if the imperial court master of the Heavenly Realm was present during the day, he should hang a lantern outside the tent. If not, he should hang two.

Li Miao looked around and saw clearly two lanterns hanging outside the tent.

It seems that now that the person is not here, Li Miao can feel a little more relieved.

Li Miao took a step in the air and performed a Quanzhen "Ladder to Heaven", rising several feet into the air. He then used a Wudang "Ladder to Clouds", taking three steps in the air and flew a long distance in the air.

He then used the Ming Cult's "Flying Catkins and Green Smoke Technique", and the whole person was like a cloud floating in the dark night, lightly falling towards the Jinyiwei tent.

At this time, inside the tent, Zhu Zai was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap.

But secretly, he was listening attentively to the noises around him.

It was exactly three o'clock in the morning.

Then they heard the tent being opened, and Li Miao walked in slowly. He looked at Zhu Zai who had his eyes closed and chuckled.

"Commander, are you taking a break?"

"Rest your legs!!!"

Zhu Zai suddenly opened his eyes, shouted angrily, and threw the Embroidered Spring Sword at his waist over.

Li Miao took it off easily and held it in his hand.

The familiar feeling is back.

When he was in Shuntian Prefecture, Zhu Zai would come here every now and then. During the past few months away from Beijing, Li Miao missed this feeling.

So he dragged a chair over and sat down as if he was familiar with it, propped up his face, glanced at Zhu Zai, and spoke lazily.

"Commander, didn't Wang Hai tell you about my martial arts?"

"Before, you thought I was the best, so you threw me with first-rate strength. Now that you know I am a celestial being, you throw me with supreme strength."

"But even if you throw all the swords of the Jinyiwei at me one by one, they won't hit me. Why bother?"

"Don't get angry. When you get older, anger hurts your liver."

Li Miao is teasing the old man.

Sure enough, when Zhu Zai heard what Li Miao said, he became even more furious.

"If you were afraid of making me angry, you should have told me the truth earlier!"

"You hid it in Shuntian Prefecture, but when you got out of Beijing and did something wrong, do you know how hard it would be for you to clean up your mess this time!?"

"If that person saw us during the day and knew your realm, we would both be in big trouble!"

After saying that, Zhu Zai stood up, turned around quickly a few times on the spot, barely calmed down his emotions, and suddenly turned to look at Li Miao.

"How many roads have you built now?"

"Three ways." Li Miao said lightly.

"How many roads have been completed?" Zhu Zai continued to ask.

"One way. If you fight hard, you can barely get two ways, but you have to retreat after that."

After Li Miao said this, Zhu Zai was stunned for a moment.

"Back...off? Back off what?" Zhu Zai asked hesitantly.

"Realm, after reaching the maximum, won't you die? Then reach the maximum when fighting, and then retreat after the fight."

"???"

Zhu Zai was silent for a while, then spoke with difficulty.

"If I hadn't personally picked you up and brought you back to the Imperial Guard, and had taught you step by step to lay the foundation, I would have suspected that you were a monster that escaped from some grave."

"With your limited understanding, which was only better than dog urine moss back then, how did you cultivate silently?"

"I am born with divine power."

"Shit!"

"I'm gifted." "Bullshit!"

"I am the reincarnation of Bodhidharma."

"……real?"

"No--" Li Miao was almost unable to hold it in.

"Are you getting a little senile? You don't believe in innate powers and special talents, but you believe in reincarnation?"

"Nonsense." Zhu Zai said, "If the Heavenly Man Realm could be achieved simply by having good talent, there wouldn't be so few people in the world."

"It's true that your physique is incredibly good, but if it were just physique, it would be at best an excellent one."

"Most of the martial arts collected by the Jinyiwei are incomplete. How can you cultivate them by practicing them randomly, except that you are the reincarnation of a god?"

Li Miao could only smile helplessly and said, "Okay, just treat me as a reincarnation who suddenly awakened to wisdom."

This is not wrong.

Reincarnation, it is indeed reincarnation, but it comes from another world.

Zhu Zai was silent for a while, then looked at Li Miao and asked, "So, you want to become a monk?"

"No wonder you haven't married yet in your thirties. No matter how many people introduce you to a wife, you won't marry. So this is the reason."

"You just came out of Shaolin? Xingchi is about to die, and you are taking over as the abbot of Shaolin?"

There was a hint of resentment in these words, as if he were an old man who had finally sent his son to college and thought he could finally enjoy the days of enjoying his grandchildren, only to find out that the admission letter was from a Buddhist college.

"Hey, hey! You old man, you say you are addicted. I will sue you for slandering the imperial officials!" Li Miao couldn't help but say.

"I don't marry because I don't like being controlled. I have many female friends, seven or eight!"

"There are a few that I dare not tell you. When you meet them, you have to greet them."

After hearing this, Zhu Zai pondered for a while and looked at Li Miao doubtfully.

"You really won't become a monk?"

"I really can't tell... you old man."

"Alas... Actually, if you were really the reincarnation of Bodhidharma, you would have a lot less trouble."

Zhu Zai sat down on the chair dejectedly, rubbing his brows.

Li Miao also put away his lazy expression and looked at Zhu Zai seriously.

"What trouble?"

"What trouble?" Zhu Zai sneered, "A knight-errant breaks the law with force, let alone a celestial being?"

"Who wouldn't want a face that never ages and a face that never decays? Your Majesty, don't you want it?"

"Three roads merged into one, and there is no sign of the five decays of the heavenly beings. Who wouldn't want to explore the secret? Didn't the one who was riding in the sedan chair during the day want to?"

"Your last name is not Zhu, you are not a eunuch, and you don't have a family. Will His Majesty trust you?"

"Why did Ji Tianrui have to die? Why don't traditions like Shaolin and Wudang have masters at the Heavenly Man Realm?"

"There are some things that I don't understand. But if you think about these principles a little, you will understand them."

Zhu Zai’s one sentence summed up the matter.

"Whether you are a traitor or not is not determined by whether you want to be one, but by whether you can."

Li Miao was silent for a while and looked at Zhu Zai.

"That's why I didn't tell you about my martial arts."

"If I had told you the truth at the beginning, you might not have let me continue."

"I'm not a martial arts madman. Practicing martial arts is not my goal, but it is the only means."

Zhu Zai looked at Li Miao and asked, "What do you want?"

"Liberation." Li Miao said: "Speaking of which, I have died twice."

"One was the day you picked me up. I thought I was dead, but somehow I came back to life. The other was the incident with the Ming Cult fifteen years ago."

“Only between life and death can one see one’s true nature.”

"What I seek are mountains and seas, not cages."

(End of this chapter)