Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 270 Jade Rakshasa: Using a borrowed knife to kill? I am the ancestor!

It's said that the Sutra Repository is like a public toilet, where heroes from all walks of life can come and go as they please, casually taking toilet paper with them.

In fact, Shaolin has a master who is specifically responsible for guarding the Sutra Pavilion. Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were able to steal Shaolin's secret techniques because they schemed against the guarding monks.

The previous generation of guards consisted of five people, who were originally notorious bandits who were later enlightened by Buddhism. They abandoned their evil ways and devoted themselves to guarding the library.

No dragon, no tiger, no lion, no elephant, no leopard!
One summer more than 20 years ago, Master Bitter Gourd, the most skilled vegetarian chef in the martial arts world, showcased his culinary skills to entertain his relatives and friends, serving several bottles of top-quality vegetarian wine.

The five monks drank several cups, and because they hadn't had alcohol for a long time, they were actually drunk from the vegetarian wine.

Murong Bo took the opportunity to sneak into the Sutra Pavilion, knocked over several candlesticks, and started a fire. The five monks were punished as a result. Originally, they were only to be punished with a hundred blows with a staff, but Wulong, who was of a fierce nature, committed suicide in anger. They were brothers born of the same mother. The eldest brother committed suicide, and the other four brothers betrayed Shaolin and disappeared in the martial arts world.

After several rounds of selection, it was decided that three eminent monks of the "Mu" generation would guard the Sutra Repository. They are:

Leaf, cicada, butterfly!
The three eminent monks were like security guards at the gate.

They are only responsible for "guarding the gate".

As long as the "door" isn't moved, anyone who enters the library will be treated as if they didn't see it.

Thanks to their lazy attitude of letting anyone do it, the three of them were very popular in Shaolin. Xuan Ku was able to bring out the martial arts manual from the Sutra Pavilion and pass it on to Xiao Feng because of their help. Little did they know that there was an undercover agent among them.

Uh……

How could I not have thought of that?
Who does things like this except for undercover agents!

Security guards only "guard the gate" because their wages are relatively low; you get what you pay for.

The three senior monks of the "Mu" generation received treatment equivalent to the heads of the various branch academies, holding extremely high positions and having the right to freely peruse Shaolin's secret techniques; their power was even greater than that of Tianzheng.

A salary of three thousand for just guarding the gate is just right.

Is it really appropriate to do this with a salary of 30,000?

Moreover, if converted into salary and benefits, the three of them would be high-level executives in the company with an annual salary of tens of millions, and would have free access to the confidential room and the right to access all documents.

With such great power and such high treatment, to act so carelessly clearly indicates that he has something to hide.

Mu Chan is an undercover agent.

An undercover agent carefully cultivated by Liu Suifeng.

Liu Suifeng has eight elite subordinates, known as "Double Wings Kill Five Phoenixes". Mu Chan is one of the "Double Wings". His real name is Zuo Tiande. His nickname is very interesting: "A Lone Traveler for a Thousand Miles, Chasing Cicadas for Ten Thousand Miles, A Monk Who Practices with One Shot"!

Don't underestimate these undercover agents.

In the original storyline, Liu Suifeng used his wings to kill five phoenixes at once, slaughtering all the masters of Shaolin and Wudang. The abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang were both killed by an undercover agent who betrayed them.

The vast majority of the Power Gang's achievements were due to Liu Suifeng's undercover tactics. With Liu Suifeng dead, the Power Gang's demise was a predetermined fate.

That's fucking disgusting!
Who can tolerate a backstab that seeps into every corner?
Kong Wen roared angrily, "Mu Chan, how could you... Shaolin has treated you well, why did you become a traitor? The Azure Dragon Society has given you so many benefits, why did you betray Shaolin?"

Mu Chan sneered: "I'm willing! I can't stand the rules and regulations! I can't stand plain cabbage and tofu! Whoever gives me gold, silver, jewels, and beautiful women, I'll sell myself to them. A person lives for fame and fortune!"

Xiao Feng angrily rebuked, "You bastard! Even in this state, you still dare to bark like a madman! You're not a member of the Azure Dragon Society! You wore the Azure Dragon mask just to mislead others!"

Kong Wen demanded sharply, "Mu Chan, did you kill Senior Brother Fang Zheng? Who were your accomplices?"

Mu Chan looked at Xiao Feng with disdain: "Is there any point in saying all this now? It's a diversionary tactic! Li Zhaoting should be dead by now! Trading my life for Li Zhaoting is totally worth it, the best deal ever!"

Xiao Feng revealed a mocking expression: "Who told you Li Zhaoting was exhausted? Does Li Zhaoting not know how to take pills? Have you forgotten that my sister-in-law is the leader of the Five Poisons Sect? Snow Ginseng, Lingzhi and Jade Toad are piled up in her house!"

Kong Wen earnestly advised, "Amitabha Buddha, it's not too late to turn back now. Don't be so stubborn!"

Mu Chan sneered, "In time? Bullshit! It's all too late! I don't need to turn back, and I don't need your mercy! I... died for a reason!"

Blackish-green blood spilled from the corner of Mu Chan's mouth.

He had a false molar. Before setting off, Mu Chan wrapped a deadly poison in paraffin wax, stuffed it into the false tooth, and bit it to break it. The poison entered his internal organs. This was a deadly poison that would kill on contact with blood. Mu Chan died on the spot.

"Amitabha! Amitabha!"

Kongwen and the others chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

Xiao Feng suddenly asked, "Master Kongwen, if this mask is not fake, does it mean that there are indeed members of the Azure Dragon Society within Shaolin Temple, and that this person holds a very high position and can influence Mu Chan's judgment?"

At this point, Xiao Feng secretly transmitted his voice, saying only to Kong Wen: "Master Kong Wen, is it possible that Master Fang Zheng might be the head of the Azure Dragon? When Mu Chan assassinated Fang Zheng, he found the mask and also the Yi Jin Jing."

Kong Wen's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately asked in a secret voice transmission, "Why are you looking for the Yi Jin Jing?"

Xiao Feng replied, "Bribe Kumārajīva! Only the Yi Jin Jing can heal Kumārajīva's internal injuries. This is the only bargaining chip he would accept. In other words, the reason Mu Chan assassinated Fang Zheng was to find the Yi Jin Jing handwritten by Bodhidharma."

Kong Wen asked, "Why is Fang Zheng..."

There's no need to ask that question.

What else could it be for?
Of course, it's all for the abbot's throne!
When Xuanci became abbot, he relied on his great merit in protecting the Seventy-Two Arts. Apart from the Xuan generation, which of the other generations was convinced of his merit? Which of them didn't engage in underhanded tactics?

Thinking of this, Kong Wen let out a long sigh.

These words were transmitted secretly, known only to Kong Wen and Xiao Feng. Kong Wen pleaded, "Great Hero Xiao, for the sake of Junior Brother Xuan Ku, please don't spread this matter. This humble monk is about to break a precept!"

Xiao Feng nodded in agreement.

Which precept does the empty hearing break?
Of course it's... a lie!
Put all the blame on Mu Chan!
The cicada is the head of the Azure Dragon!
Mu Chan assassinated Fang Zheng in order to obtain the Yi Jin Jing!

Let's put this matter to a complete end.

By the way, get rid of Kumārajīva, this hot potato.

The title of National Preceptor of Tibet is extremely special.

Shaolin Temple was unsure how to handle the situation.

If they release him, there's a concern that his martial arts skills might be leaked. If they imprison him, there's a concern that it might affect diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Not to mention that Kumārajīva was covered in injuries and illnesses; if he were to die suddenly from these diseases, he would have no way of explaining himself, no matter how many mouths he had.

This situation is just right!

It's as perfect as a script that's been written.

……

Sutra Pavilion.

Jade Rakshasa and the Sweeping Monk sat facing each other.

Two people are playing chess.

Jade Rakshasa said, "I've done what you asked me to do. Those little brats from the Azure Dragon Society think they've learned a little bit, but they're all useless!"

The Green Dragon Society prefers to use others to do their dirty work.

I will never do things myself if I can avoid doing them myself.

Coincidentally, Jade Rakshasa was also very good at using others as pawns.

When Yu Luosha wants to use force, she has unparalleled destructive power; when she wants to use her brain, even a smart person like Lu Xiaofeng will be unable to control himself.

The sweeping monk said softly, "I'll teach Li Zhaoting a lesson for you. He's being very cautious now!"

Yu Luosha rolled her eyes: "Bald monk! When you say 'cautious and cautious,' you mean Li Zhaoting used himself as bait to lure the enemy. He's really being extremely careful!"

The sweeping monk said, "Amitabha, this humble monk is good at preaching Buddhism to others, but not good at lecturing juniors..."

"You're also very good at cheating."

"When has this humble monk ever renegered?"

"Where did my chess piece go? There was clearly one here! You stole a chess piece while playing chess, isn't that cheating? You've broken several rules!"

"It seems that Master Yu is the one cheating..."

I think it's you!

"If you think it's me, then it's me!"

I'll smash your bald head in sooner or later!

Yu Luosha admired the Sweeper Monk's cultivation, but the combination of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra and the Golden Bell Shield was too frustrating. Every time she mustered her fighting spirit, it would be dissipated into nothingness.

There's absolutely no way they'd pick a fight!

No matter how much fault you find, the other party simply admits it.

Monks have a very high tolerance for this.

This is also a form of spiritual practice.

……

“Although I am a Buddhist monk, my competitive spirit is stronger than that of ordinary people. The result of today is the result of the seeds sown thirty years ago. I was unable to escape the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance. After my death, I will be reborn in the Avici Hell and will not be able to be reborn.”

Kumārajīva clasped his hands together, lamenting his fate.

All his internal energy was absorbed, and the hidden injuries accumulated over decades destroyed his meridians, leaving him unable to recover his power for the rest of his life. He lost all his martial arts skills and became a cripple.

Without martial arts skills, one naturally loses the will to win.

Kumārajīva was originally a highly virtuous monk, but he was too fond of martial arts and of vying for fame and fortune, especially of using martial arts to gain fame and fortune, which sowed the seeds of disaster.

After losing his martial arts skills, all the memories of the past flooded his mind, and in a moment of sudden enlightenment, he achieved complete understanding.

“Since the master has a repentant heart, why not travel the world to preach and expound the Dharma? With his own experience, he can persuade people to abandon evil and do good, or find temples, translate Buddhist scriptures, and write books to benefit future generations.”

“Young Master Li is right. This humble monk is too attached to appearances. Since we are still alive, why should we care about what happens after death?”

“Since you have such a wish, Master, I should lend a hand. It is certainly a good thing to have a great enlightenment, but since you possess the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts, you are bound to be coveted by evil people.”

Li Zhaoting broke off a branch and engraved the Buddha's divine light on it, making it into a vajra.

It was over a foot long and covered with patterns.

"This item can be used three times. When people in the martial arts world see the Tathagata's divine light, they will definitely give me some face."

"Thank you Mr. Li."

Kumārajīva put away the vajra and then took out the Yi Jin Jing from his kasaya: "Young Master Li, this is the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing manual. Please pass it on to Shaolin for me."

"Master, aren't you afraid I'll steal the divine skill?"

“Young Master Li is a man of great wisdom. Given my past experience, how could you possibly repeat my mistakes?”

Kumārajīva smiled calmly.

He had complete trust in Li Zhaoting's character.

At daybreak, Kumārajīva traveled the world for two weeks with some loose silver, focusing on spreading Buddhism. Li Zhaoting went to Shaolin and handed over the Yi Jin Jing to Tianzheng.

Zhu Yueming drove the prison cart with great difficulty, escorting Xuanci all the way to the capital, where he was handed over to Bao Zheng for trial.

Emperor Zhao Zhen felt that Bao Zheng was fair and just in handling affairs and had solved a series of major cases. He did not promote Bao Zheng, but instead rewarded him with three guillotines to punish those who harmed the country and the people.

Autumn is not far off.

The guillotine is a deadly weapon; it should be tempered with blood and sharpened!
(End of this chapter)