Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Chapter 71 Yuan Zhaojing

The young monk Nian'an put the broom aside, put his hands together, and walked out of Yunhe Temple, his eyes still showing a hint of wariness.

These days, too many martial arts practitioners want to break into Yunhe Temple, so it's no wonder he has such an expression.

But Gu Qianbei's eyebrows curved slightly, the corners of his lips turned up gently, and his eyes were filled with a clean and warm feeling, giving him a kind appearance.

"Young master, I'm not here to cause trouble. Please inform Master Lu Zhu that Qianchou Sigu Qianbei requests an audience."

"A thousand sorrows, a thousand cups?"

Nian An carefully looked Gu Qianbei up and down, then shook her head.

"Never heard of it. Senior Brother Lu Zhu is in seclusion; he won't see anyone."

Gu Qianbei was at a loss for what to do.

We can't just barge in, can we?

That's very impolite.

"Amitabha. Are you Benefactor Gu? This humble monk has heard Lu Zhu mention you before."

Just then, an old monk with a white beard came out.

This person was none other than the abbot of Yunhe Temple, Master Jianchi.

"Master, why are you out here?"

Nian'an was surprised to see Master Jianchi come out.

"Nian'an, you continue sweeping. This benefactor, this humble monk will entertain you."

"Yes, Master."

Faced with Master Jianchi's instructions, Nian'an dared not slack off and quickly picked up the broom beside him to continue sweeping the steps.

But his gaze would occasionally drift curiously toward Gu Qianbei.

Who exactly is this person?

How could my master treat me so specially?

"Benefactor Gu, please come with me."

"Thank you, Master Jianchi."

Gu Qianbei bowed slightly and followed Master Jianchi into the mountain gate of Yunhe Temple.

"After my disciple Lu Zhu returned, he told me about what happened and also mentioned you."

In truth, this humble monk must thank the benefactor.

"If it weren't for your words that awakened Lu Zhu, he might already be in the underworld."

Master Jianchi shook his head slightly as he finished speaking.

"Lu Zhu is a child who is intelligent from a young age. He is a rare Buddhist genius who is well-versed in Buddhist scriptures and has a deep understanding of wisdom."

But even Buddhas have their limitations in understanding.

Lu Zhu was obsessed with scriptures and stuck to his own opinions, using his knowledge to imprison his mind and his reasoning to obscure his wisdom.

This humble monk originally intended to let him go out for a walk, let go of his prejudices, shed the shackles of books, and thus break through obstacles to see the truth of Zen.

Unexpectedly, he wanted to emulate the Buddha's act of cutting off his own flesh to feed the eagle, hoping to influence the gentle rain with his own actions.

If the benefactor hadn't reminded him in time, he would probably have died at the hands of Xiyu.

Even so, he fell in love and became entangled in a love triangle.

Although he claimed to be in seclusion, he was actually entangled in a love tribulation and intended to break free from it.

If he succeeds, he will have truly attained Buddhahood.

If it doesn't work, sigh...

Master Jianchi sighed as he finished speaking.

Gu Qianbei was surprised by Lu Zhu's unexpected fate, and also surprised that Master Jianchi could speak so eloquently.

They really don't stand on ceremony at all.

They just met, didn't they?

Gu Qianbei thought for a moment and said, "Everyone has their own tribulations. This may not be a bad thing for Master Lu Zhu."

Isn't there a Buddhist parable about a monk named Shanming who fell in love with Lianxiang, was heartbroken upon learning that she had married, and eventually awakened to the truth, cultivating a Buddhist heart?

I believe that Master Lu Zhu, like Monk Shanming, will refine his mind through emotion.

Upon hearing this, Master Jianchi smiled slightly.

"I didn't expect Benefactor Gu to know so much about my Buddhist stories. Yes, at this moment, Lu Zhu is just like that monk Shanming."

What this humble monk never expected was that he would fall in love with an assassin, not a gentle and tender woman like Lianxiang.

"Perhaps Master Lu Zhu just liked the wild."

Gu Qianbei smiled as he said this.

Master Jianchi was also taken aback.

That's too crude a way of putting it.

"Haha, Benefactor Gu, you are indeed different from ordinary people. No wonder Lu Zhu praises you so highly."

"Master Jianchi, you flatter me. I am just an ordinary person in this mundane world."

"No, in this humble monk's opinion, Lu Zhu's greatest gain from this trip was not meeting Xi Yu, but meeting you."

"Mr. Gu, you changed his life."

"Master Jianchi, what you're saying is a bit of an exaggeration."

"Hehehe, no matter what, Yunhe Temple owes you a favor."

Suddenly, Gu Qianbei stopped and looked at the pavilion in the distance.

"What's wrong, Benefactor Gu?"

Master Jianchi stopped when he saw this.

"Master Jianchi, is that ancient well beneath the pavilion the famous Yuanzhao Well?"

"That's right, that is indeed the Yuanzhao Well. Legend has it that there was a holy monk in Buddhism, known as the Living Buddha Ji Gong. He once used magic to transport trees through the Yuanzhao Well to build temples."

Of course, this is just a legend.

However, the water in this ancient well is indeed sweet and delicious, unlike ordinary well water.

Moreover, its well water is inexhaustible, and all the water used by Yunhe Temple comes from this well.

Would you like to try some, Benefactor Gu?

"May I?"

"Of course. It's just a well of water."

The two then arrived at the Yuanzhao Well.

"Please wait a moment, benefactor, while I fetch water for you."

As Master Jianchi spoke, he was about to use a well pulley to draw water up, but Gu Qianbei refused.

"How can I let the master do it himself? I'll do it myself."

As Gu Qianbei spoke, he gathered golden light in his right hand, which transformed into a thin rope and extended it into the well.

Upon touching the water's surface, the golden light transformed into a ladle, scooping out the well water.

The golden rope retracted, and the golden gourd, carrying well water, came into Gu Qianbei's hand.

"Such exquisite control of internal energy. Is this a Taoist technique?"

Master Jianchi was amazed, for such methods were indeed rare.

"Not bad. This is the Taoist Golden Light Mantra. My practice is rudimentary; please excuse my poor skill, Master."

"Heh, if such methods are considered crude, then I'm afraid all Buddhist disciples would have to go and bang their heads against a wall."

Master Jianchi shook his head, his appreciation for Gu Qianbei growing even stronger.

"Being able to integrate martial arts into daily life shows that you have grasped the true essence of martial arts."

"I'm just lazy."

Gu Qianbei smiled, then took a sip of well water, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Indeed, it was clear, sweet, and incomparable to ordinary well water.

"Excellent well water! Master Jianchi, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you can grant it."

"Please speak freely, Benefactor Gu."

"I would like to use the ancient well in your temple to brew a kind of wine, which will take about a month. Please grant my request."

"Hehe, this is nothing, it's just a small matter."

However, if the donors stay at the temple, they will need to earn their daily food and lodging through labor.

Sweeping, chopping vegetables, cooking, copying scriptures, planting vegetables, ringing bells and beating drums are all acceptable.

"No work, no food; this is the rule of our temple."

"No problem. I'd also like to experience temple life."

Gu Qianbei readily agreed.

This amount of hard labor is nothing compared to brewing the "Looking at the Bright Moon" wine.

Moreover, this place is quiet and peaceful, and there are truly eminent monks like Master Jianchi here, making it undoubtedly a good place for cultivation.

"That's good."

Master Jianchi smiled and nodded.