The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

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The two sides fought for about ten more rounds. Lu Jing seized an opportunity, using his Zen staff to block a long saber from one person. Then, his left leg suddenly launched an attack, using the Wind and Cloud Change, kicking out three times in a row, hitting the person's left ribs, abdomen, and left leg respectively, knocking down another person.

At this point, only six experts remained on the Buddhist side. Compared to the beginning, their manpower had been reduced by more than half.

Including Abbess Kumu, all the monks and nuns looked tired, but Lu Jing became more and more courageous in battle. Not only did he use the meteorite iron Zen staff more skillfully, but as the number of people besieging him continued to decrease, his pressure also lessened a lot, and he became more and more at ease.

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However, these monks were really stubborn enough. Knowing that the situation was over, none of them begged for mercy, and no one ran away. They fought until the last person was knocked to the ground by Lu Jing, and Zen Master Yunhe spoke again, chuckling twice.

"Good skill! Truly good skill. I didn't expect that Grandmaster Lu, who has just turned twenty, is already the number one expert in the martial world."

Zen Master Yunhe didn't deliberately flatter Lu Jing in order to save his life.

His words came from the bottom of his heart. Being able to stand to the end under the attack of thirteen first-class experts, and ultimately win a complete victory, such martial arts deserves the title of number one in the world without any problem.

Only in this way, their plan to retrieve the Martial Scripture was also shattered.

No one could stop Lu Jing and his companions anymore. Not only today, but in the foreseeable future, Zen Master Yunhe didn't know what other methods the Buddhist sect could use to retrieve the Martial Scripture from Lu Jing's hands.

Although there are thousands of temples in the world, and countless believers, they could gather more experts with some effort, but Lu Jing was not a wooden stake. If he really couldn't win, he could still escape with the lightness skill he had shown before.

And as long as those experts didn't stay together all the time, Lu Jing could completely defeat them one by one when he turned around.

The thirteen experts present had no doubt that Lu Jing had such strength.

This was also why Lu Jing had been dragging on until everyone had arrived before taking action. Obviously, Lu Jing planned to personally prove to Zen Master Yunhe and the other Buddhist monks.

Even if all the Buddhist experts were dispatched, they still couldn't do anything to him.

And this was the most desperate thing for Zen Master Yunhe and the others.

Abbess Kumu threw away the long sword in her hand and closed her eyes, saying, "Do it!"

"Do what?"

"Kill us, because if you are unwilling to convert to Buddhism, our original plan was to kill you to prevent the Martial Scripture from falling into the hands of outsiders, even if it meant breaking the precepts. So now that you have defeated us, it is only fair to kill us," Abbess Kumu said, sticking her neck out.

"That's not necessary," Lu Jing said leisurely, "I know that Abbess is depressed because so many people have been defeated by me and lost the Martial Scripture, which is why you have the heart to seek death, but I am different from you."

Indeed, as monks, they should have been the ones to cut off greed the most. However, the temptation of the Martial Scripture to martial artists, especially Buddhist martial artists, was too great, and each of them had temples and sects behind them. Being in the martial world, many times they were involuntary, even within Buddhism.

Lu Jing paused, then continued, "I was the first to find this Martial Scripture, and Grandmaster Honglian also explained in his letter that he hoped that the person who obtained the Martial Scripture would not return it to Buddhism, so I will keep it for now. Do you have any objections?"

Zen Master Yunhe and the other Buddhist experts looked at each other, and in the end, no one spoke.

What could they say? After all, the thirteen of them had joined forces and still couldn't beat Lu Jing. Even if they had different opinions, it would be useless.

"Oh, right, please keep this a secret for me," Lu Jing said, "After all, from your standpoint, you probably don't want others to know that the Martial Scripture has appeared in the world and is in my possession."

Zen Master Yunhe and the others couldn't refuse this request either.

However, after a moment, Abbess Kumu couldn't help but say, "You should know the importance of this Martial Scripture to our Buddhist sect. Even if you let us go today, we will be ashamed to attack you again, but this doesn't mean that the Buddhist sect will give up on retrieving the Martial Scripture in the future."

"I know. After all, this martial arts outline was left by the Buddha himself. It's normal for you disciples and grandchildren to want it back," Lu Jing nodded, "Although you can't beat me head-on, you can't guarantee that you won't attack my master, friends, or something, to threaten me. So I've made a decision."

"What decision?"

"I will copy this secret manual dozens or hundreds of times and put it in different places. Once you are dishonest and want to do something behind my back, the Martial Scriptures hidden in those places will be released. I will also find several bookstores to open at full capacity for printing, striving to get a copy for everyone in the martial world."

"You!" Abbess Kumu's eyes widened in anger, and she was obviously shocked by someone's "despicable" methods.

But she also had to admit that Lu Jing had indeed grasped their weakness.

Moreover, this time they had provoked the incident first, leaving an internal response at the money house, and dispatching thirteen top experts to ambush Lu Jing and his companions outside the city. Lu Jing's current actions could only be regarded as reciprocity at best.

So Abbess Kumu was angry, but she didn't utter any more harsh words.

After showing off his muscles and the big stick, Lu Jing didn't forget to give the Buddhist monks some sweetness, "Conversely, if you behave well and don't come to trouble me, then I will consider returning the Martial Scripture to the Buddhist sect after I die."

Zen Master Yunhe was stunned when he heard this, "But didn't you say that Grandmaster Honglian didn't want the Martial Scripture to return to Buddhism?"

"So it's a matter after my death. By then, I will have fulfilled my promise to Grandmaster Honglian, and as for what my descendants will do, that's beyond my control," Lu Jing said.

Zen Master Yunhe pondered. If things were really as Lu Jing said, then it wouldn't be a solution to the current predicament.

It was just a matter of getting the Martial Scripture a few decades later. Most of them would probably be gone by then, but as far as Buddhism was concerned, not to mention a few decades, even a few hundred years was not too long to wait.

As long as they could finally welcome back the Buddha's handwriting, then everything would be fine. As for the fact that the Martial Scripture had been learned by an outsider like Lu Jing, since it was already a foregone conclusion, and they couldn't beat Lu Jing, Buddhism had no choice but to accept it, despite their dissatisfaction.

Zen Master Yunhe said, "I am just a scripture keeper at Shuangyu Temple and cannot make decisions on this matter, but we will bring your proposal to the abbots of various temples."

"Then I will have to trouble you masters."

Lu Jing was confident that Buddhism would eventually agree to his request, because he had won this battle, and the Martial Scripture was also in his hands. Those monks had no choice but to accept this result.

Finally, Lu Jing also asked with concern, "How are your injuries? Can you still walk? Do you need me to go back to the city and find you a few carriages?"

Hearing his question, the faces of the Buddhist experts became a little embarrassed. Abbess Kumu struggled to stand up from the ground, snorted, and said, "We still have disciples nearby who will escort us back to our sect, so we won't trouble Grandmaster Lu."

"That's good." At this time, Lu Jing also retrieved the flying sword he had thrown out earlier and walked back to the carriage.

However, he didn't get back into the carriage, because the coachman who had been driving for them had already run away.

So Lu Jing could only act as a coachman now.

He jumped onto the front of the carriage, grabbed the reins, and then smiled slightly at the Buddhist monks, "Thank you for your teachings today. Lu has other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first. If fate allows, we will meet again in the future."

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