Monks do not manage to produce, but they still have to eat, so there are temple products in temples, and they are even very rich, no less than ordinary landlords. With temple products, people need to protect them, especially during wars, so there are monks in slightly larger temples.

The most famous monk is of course a monk from Shaolin Temple. The story of the Thirteen-stick monk asking for the King of Tang is widely circulated.

Prajna Temple is not as large as Shaolin Temple, nor is it as powerful monks. The so-called monks are just some young monks who are stronger and more flexible from the temple to train them as candidates to maintain order and solve emergencies when preaching various Buddhist rituals. To put it more honestly, they are part-time security guards in the temple.

Of course, such a person cannot be called a master. The only one who truly has martial arts is Zhigao, the leader.

Zhigao is about forty years old, with a strong figure, a thick and generous face, a beard on his face, two broom-like eyebrows, and a big belly. Although he is bare-headed, he doesn't look like a monk, but rather a bandit with a shaved head.

The martial arts field is not the usual conceptual martial arts field. There are various fields in the temple. The place where the scriptures and preaching is called the Dharma field, and the place where the vegetables are planted is called the Garden Field. The martial arts field of the Prajna Temple is an open space in the garden. More than a dozen young and powerful monks are practicing martial arts under the command of Zhigao.

Li Zaixing came to the sidelines, held his hands behind his back, glanced at him, then curled his lips and laughed disdainfully. Then he walked to the pavilion beside him, sat down on his own, raised his legs, and kicked the teapot on the stone table.

With a "bang", the teapot was smashed and the tea soup spilled all over the floor.

The atmosphere in the martial arts field suddenly solidified. Zhigao, who was guiding martial arts, lowered his face and glared at Li Zaixing.

As soon as Li Zaixing appeared, Zhigao paid attention to him. Seeing that Li Zaixing was tall and firm, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He wanted to come up and knock him away, and then look at the little monk Zhiyuan who was following Li Zaixing. Knowing that this person was not an ordinary person, he had to hold back and pretend not to see him. However, his tolerance did not bring peace, and Li Zaixing took the initiative to provoke.

He can no longer pretend not to see it, otherwise he will not be able to mess around in Bodhi Temple in the future.

Zhishen glanced at the eyes of his eyes and a young monk in his twenties jumped out first and shouted loudly: "Where did the wild man come from? He actually dared to be in Bodhi Temple..."

While he was talking, he rushed towards Li Zaixing with a wooden stick, swung the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it. Before he finished speaking, Li Zaixing, who was originally sitting with his legs raised and leaning against the pillar, suddenly jumped up, landed and took root, his legs became lunges, and his left arm drew half a circle, snatched his wooden stick, and slashed out with a "huh" from his right fist, hitting the young monk's chest.

With a "bang", the young monk's scolding stopped abruptly. His body rushing forward flew out like a broken kite. It poured out more than ten feet away. With a loud "thump", he fell to the ground, covered his chest with his hands, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone was shocked, and Zhigao was also shocked and raised his eyebrows. He winked at the two monks beside him, took a breath, and his bulging belly suddenly shrank. The two monks quickly looked at his pants, and immediately lifted his belt and tied his big belly. As soon as the belt was closed, Zhigao, who was obviously very bloated, immediately became a little smart and capable, like a burly and strong man.

He reached out to take a wooden stick, glared at Li Zaixing who was walking over, and shouted in a deep voice: "Zhiyuan, who is this distinguished guest, and what does it mean?"

Zhiyuan took a step forward and bowed with a smile: "Senior brother, this is the personal disciple of Master Shucao."

"Master Shucao's disciple?" Zhi Gaoqiang squeezed out a smile: "It turns out that he is Master Juehui's junior brother, why is he dressed up as a layman?"

"You don't need to ask more about what I dress up." Li Zaixing was not interested in being polite to him. He waved his hand and said bluntly: "You trained these people to protect the safety of the temple when something happened. What you want to deal with are just some rogues who have sex in the next life. You should think that I am such a person now, try every means to drive me out."

"This... isn't that good?" Zhigao raised his lips slightly and said with sarcastic words: "After all, I'm not a scoundrel. If I hurt you, why would I explain to Master Juehui?"

Li Zaixing sneered in his heart, thinking that Zhigao was nominally Juehui's subordinate, but he had no respect for Juehui at all. He actually called him his name. It was not a day or two that he had accumulated grievances. Since that's the case, there was no need to show mercy. He came today to snatch the monk's management from this Zhigao.

"You don't have to worry about this." Li Zaixing hid behind him with one hand and pointed at the monks with the other: "Are you going to fight alone, or let them go together?"

Zhigao sneered: "I think I am a scoundrel, but I can't really think I am a scoundrel. So I will ask Gao Ming for advice from me."

"Okay." Li Zaixing smiled, threw the wooden stick in his hand aside, and patted his palm: "Then I'll give you a bare-handed point."

Zhigao was angry and happy. Juehui sent Li Zaixing to have trouble in the next life, so naturally Li Zaixing had some martial arts skills. He saw that he beat one of his confidants to vomit blood just now. His martial arts skills were not weak. According to his original intention, of course, he was going to go together to win with more, but if he really did this, his face would be completely lost. So although he was not sure, he could only fight Li Zaixing. Now Li Zaixing is entrusting and actually wants to fight him with bare hands. Not only does he give him a chance, but it also shows that this person is arrogant and has a high opinion of himself.

In this way, if he defeated him, it would be difficult for him to stay in the temple again, and Juehui would lose all the rice.

Zhigao took a step back, clasped the wooden stick in his hands tightly, and tilted the corner of his mouth: "It's better to obey your orders than respect, please!"

Li Zaixing looked at Zhigao, took a half step forward, and his left hand made a move toward IQ: "Come on!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhigao suddenly attacked and roared, and the wooden stick stabbed Li Zaixing in the chest. Judging from his attack posture, this was not a stick technique at all, but a gun technique, or a spear technique. However, when Li Zaixing came, what he taught the monks was not a gun technique, but a stick technique.

A gun picks a line and a stick hits a large piece. The gun technique and stick technique are two kinds of martial arts, and their power is also incomparable. It can be said that the martial arts that Zhigao showed at this moment are not as useless as his appearance. Not only is he not weak in martial arts, but he is not stupid, and even very cunning, which is far from his appearance.

If he was facing an ordinary ranger swordsman who was deceived by his previous disguise, he might not be able to hold on for a single round at this moment, and he would lose his nose and eyes and lose all the way.

Unfortunately, he faced Li Zaixing, who had been a man for two lives.

Li Zaixing never underestimates his opponent. Since Zhigao can occupy such an important position in the temple, Juehui can do nothing, it is not only because of the trust of the attendant, but also because Juehui cannot find someone who can replace him. What's more, he just showed his hand and sucked his huge belly, making it lighter. This shows that his belly is not all fat, and this person's waist strength is extraordinary. Usually, he is just a big belly to hide his eyes and ears. At this moment, he is not surprised that Zhigao uses sharp gun skills that only in the army can be used.

Facing Zhigao's fierce attack, Li Zaixing did not retreat. He was not Li Bai. He lacked confidence when encountering a strong enemy, and retreating later came from protecting him. When encountering a strong enemy, he would still attack.

He raised his right leg and stepped forward towards Zhigao's left.

The wooden stick in Zhimao almost wiped his neck.

Li Zaixing's left hand was raised, and he could not hide his ears. His right fist hit Chigao's left hand without any fancy. Zhigao stabbed the sky with one stick, but Li Zaixing snatched into the hollow gate. Knowing that something was wrong, he pulled away quickly, but Li Zaixing grabbed his left hand and couldn't escape. He shouted without thinking, twisted his body and turned left, let go of the wooden stick with his right hand, clenched his fist, and punched him towards Li Zaixing's fist.

With a "bang", the two fists intersected.

Although both of them used fists, Li Zaixing came prepared, but he rushed to fight and his left hand was locked by Li Zaixing again. Even if he used his waist and turned left, he could not do his best. His strength was seriously insufficient and he could not completely resolve Li Zaixing's strength.

Li Zaixing's fist hit his face hard through his fist.

Zhigao's eyes turned black and he was hit by his fist. Although he stood firmly on his horse stance, he was still standing still, but his head was hit. He couldn't help but lean back and star appeared in front of him. Before he could come back to his senses, Li Zaixing's left foot slid forward half a step, inserted it between his legs, and pushed his knee hard, hitting his inner thigh.

With a crisp "click", Zhigao took a step back. His right thigh bone had been broken by Li Zaixing, unable to support his body, and it hurt his heart and lungs as soon as he moved. The severe pain made him unable to control himself and let out a scream like a pig.

"Ah--" Zhigao fell to the ground, hugging his legs, his head full of sweat. He rolled on the ground, his originally glamorous monk's robe was covered in dust, and he was in a mess.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected Zhigao to lose so quickly and not even hold on for a round. No one expected Zhigao to lose so badly. Li Zaixing broke his leg after a meeting and fell to the ground crying and howling.

"You..." Li Zaixing didn't look at Zhigao at all, and pointed at the monks: "Go together!"

The monks looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward. Although they didn't know what Zhigao's martial arts skills were, there was no doubt that they were better than them. Zhigao couldn't survive a round, so how could they be Li Zaixing's opponent? What's more, Li Zaixing is Juehui's junior brother. The trouble he came to fight Zhigao today was the battle between the senior officials in the temple. What did it have to do with them, ordinary monks, and why did they have to stand out for Zhigao?

Even Zhigao's confidant, he did not dare to attack him at this moment.

Li Zaixing had expected it. He just took a look and knew what these people were capable of. The reason why he was so wise to deal with Zhi Gao was that he wanted to solve the battle cleanly and neatly, and the other was that he was to shock them so that they would not dare to act rashly.

"You have poor martial arts skills and weak courage. How can such a person take on the heavy responsibility of protecting the temple?" Li Zaixing glanced at Zhigao, who had already turned into a clay man: "Zhigao, you have no idea of ​​teaching, but you mislead people and temples."

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*Note: The monks in the Tang Dynasty claimed that they were not "poor monks" in later generations, but called themselves "poor monks" like Taoists. Interested book friends can find many considerable records in the Tang Dynasty's notes novels.

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