The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#186 - Each showing his magical power

"My name is Wei Changsheng. Master Gu already knows. I come from beyond the pass. My ancestors produced a tiger general who compiled his battlefield combat skills into a set of saber techniques. Using a Zhanmadao, he was invincible."

As the burly man surnamed Wei spoke, a snicker suddenly reached his ears.

He turned his head in annoyance, first glaring at Lu Jing, who had arrived last. But seeing the latter's innocent expression, he turned his head and scanned the area, finally fixing his gaze on the bald monk and saying with dissatisfaction, "What was the master laughing at just now?"

"Amitabha," the bald monk said, pressing his palms together with a friendly expression. "This humble monk suddenly recalled the fifth precept of the lay Buddhist's precepts, and I lowered my head to recite it silently, and joy arose in my heart."

"Is that so?" Wei Changsheng didn't understand Buddhist precepts. He was dizzy from listening. Plus, the monk's attitude was very good, which made him unsure whether the monk was mocking him or if he really had some enlightenment.

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Finally, the hunchbacked old man beside him reminded him, "The fifth precept of the lay Buddhist's precepts is the precept against false speech. That monk was laughing at you for bragging."

Wei Changsheng was immediately furious upon hearing this. He pointed at the monk's nose and shouted, "Bald donkey, I hate people who beat around the bush the most. Since you look down on my Wei family's Zhanmadao, how about you come and experience it yourself?!"

"This humble monk was just thinking the same thing," the monk said with a smile, taking half a step forward.

Then Wei Changsheng said to the monk, "This small courtyard is too small. Once I unleash my Zhanmadao, I'm afraid it will be a mess. Let's go outside to compete!"

The monk shook his head. "There's no need. Winning against you doesn't require such trouble. If you destroy a single blade of grass or tree in this courtyard, then this humble monk will admit defeat."

"Bald donkey, you said I violated some fifth precept. I think you're the one talking nonsense!"

Wei Changsheng had a fiery temper. Seeing that the monk was unwilling to go outside, he stopped wasting words, picked up his great saber, and charged forward, slashing at the monk.

As a result, he saw that the monk didn't dodge or evade, but remained standing in place, smiling very happily.

Seeing the happy smile on his face, Wei Changsheng's anger flared up. He didn't hold back at all with this strike, using all his strength to strike at the monk's face!

Just as his brain was about to be split in two, the monk finally moved.

He slowly extended two fingers and placed them in front of his face, almost waiting for the Zhanmadao to fall between his fingers.

Then he gently closed his fingers, his movements gentle.

As if he were holding a cicada instead of a great saber.

The next moment, Wei Changsheng was horrified to find that his Zhanmadao was stuck in mid-air, and even though his face was flushed red, he couldn't move it at all.

Then, he saw the monk opposite him wink at him, his smile still there. "You see, this humble monk told you, there's no need to go outside at all."

Wei Changsheng's face grew redder and redder upon hearing this. Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood, not because his meridians were invaded by external force, but purely out of anger.

He tried to pull it out, but he couldn't pull the Zhanmadao from between the monk's fingers. In the end, he abandoned the saber, covered his face, and ran out of the courtyard.

After he fled, the monk put down the Zhanmadao and pressed his palms together towards Gu Caiwei, saying, "Jinshan Temple, Monk Yuanxin. Master Gu wants to recruit two guards. Does this humble monk's two-finger Zen still qualify for one of the positions?"

Gu Caiwei was also shocked by the unique skill that Monk Yuanxin had just displayed.

That great, heavy Zhanmadao was easily caught by him with just two fingers.

His finger technique was truly remarkable.

Seeing him ask, she quickly returned a salute, "Master Yuanxin's martial arts are amazing, truly opening Gu's eyes. Why not take a short rest and see what others can do."

Yuanxin frowned. Gu Caiwei's answer was somewhat beyond his expectations. Although she was praising him, it was equivalent to avoiding his previous question.

Hmm, could it be that he had overdone it? Instead making the other party hesitate.

After all, someone with such good skills would have no reason to work as a guard for twelve taels of silver.

But Yuanxin knew that there were good hands among this group of people today. If he didn't show himself to be outstanding, he might not be favored by Gu Caiwei.

In addition, that guy named Wei Changsheng was too useless, which made the scene just now seem a bit excessive.

Yuanxin's mind raced, but on the surface, he still maintained a smile and did not argue, obediently stepping aside.

Looking at the remaining four, they obviously felt the pressure.

Gu Caiwei widened her eyes, looked at Luo Niao, and seeing that Luo Niao was also looking at her, couldn't help but blurt out two words, "Finished?"

"Finished," Luo Niao nodded.

Then he spread out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a jade pendant. The jade pendant was the one that Gu Caiwei had previously hung on her waist. She didn't know when Luo Niao had taken it.

At this time, even the monk couldn't help but praise, "I've long heard that Luo Jia Ling's lightness skill is outstanding. Seeing it today, it truly lives up to its name."

"It's just running a little faster than others, not comparable to the divine skills of the masters of Jinshan Temple," Luo Niao shook his head, then stepped aside.

Gu Caiwei was waiting for the third person to step forward, but she didn't expect that the accountant carrying the abacus would suddenly turn around and walk towards the door without saying a word.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen..." Gu Caiwei wanted to call him back.

However, the accountant surnamed Shen didn't stop his steps. His voice floated from outside the door, "My skills are inferior to others. If I don't leave now, when will I leave?"

After saying the last word, his person had already passed the street outside the door, and he really left and never returned.

As a result, only the middle-aged woman and the white-clothed swordsman were left who hadn't shown their skills. The latter raised his head and looked at Lu Jing again.

His eyes were gloomy, and then he finally spoke, "Qilian Sword Sect, Lü Zhaoge."

"Oh, I wonder what Young Hero Lü's best martial art is?" Gu Caiwei asked.

"My Qilian Sword Sect is famous in the martial world for its fast sword. I can show Master Gu my swordsmanship, but..."

"But what?"

"I need someone to cooperate."

"Me?" Gu Caiwei asked.

"No, I would like to invite this newly arrived Brother Lu to cooperate."

Gu Caiwei subconsciously wanted to refuse, but before she could speak, she heard Lu Jing readily agree, "Okay, how do you want me to cooperate?"

"Are there any teacups here? Bring me seven teacups," Lü Zhaoge said, sneering at Lu Jing.