Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Qiao Rui and Ma Wencai met in the dining hall. They secretly had murderous intentions and fought fiercely like tigers and wolves. Just when Ma Wencai couldn't hold on any longer and was about to make a fool of himself, a clear voice rang out, "Wencai, have you eaten?"

Ma Wencai came back to his senses and saw a tall and strong figure in front of him, helping him to block Qiao Rui's pressure. It was Chu Tianfeng.

As expected, the eldest brother was on his side. Ma Wencai looked at Chu Tianfeng gratefully and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten yet."

"Well, let's go together!" Chu Tianfeng pulled Ma Wencai back to the dining table by the window, ordered some food for him, and then sat down to chat.

Ah, this... is this the end? What happened to the fight between dragons and tigers? What happened to the revenge?

“What a coward!” Someone at a table a little further away complained in a low voice. This Ma Wencai is just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong. I’ve prepared everything, and you show me this?

"That's right, I just felt something and thought it was my period, but he's weak?" Someone echoed, and the ambiguity in the words caused a few people around to laugh softly.

Qiao Rui also heard the discussions of others vaguely, and he sneered in his heart and curled his lips. Seeing that Ma Wencai did not dare to provoke him again, he paid no attention to that side. After a quick meal, he went to the lecture hall to attend the evening class.

Studying scriptures frequently can eliminate hostility and improve self-awareness, so Qiao Rui is very conscious of this. Every morning and evening, he must go to the lecture hall to listen to the lectures given by the great monks.

Today we are talking about "The Platform Sutra of the Sixth Patriarch". The sutra mainly records the life and teachings of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, promotes the basic ideas of "knowing one's mind and seeing one's nature" and "sudden enlightenment and becoming a Buddha", and is also full of Buddhist compassion and tolerance. In addition to preaching the sutra, the old monk also told a short story about repaying grievances with virtue and persuading people to be tolerant. Although Qiao Rui listened with gusto, he did not quite agree with it in his heart.

Everything has to be done in moderation. Excessive tolerance towards evildoers may influence them to turn over a new leaf, but it is more likely to give birth to an ungrateful person, making him even more unscrupulous in the future. It is right to repay evil with justice and repay kindness with kindness.

When he returned to the fourth courtyard after the evening class, Qiao Rui was still thinking about the little story. The killer wanted to kill the master, and the master stretched out his neck and let the killer chop him three times. The three hits were unsuccessful, so the master secretly let the killer go. The killer was greatly shocked and was influenced by him and converted to Buddhism.

Could this master also be a martial arts master? Qiao Rui thought, unless he had become indestructible or had strong Qi to protect his body, how could the killer not chop his neck?

What would happen if the killer cut off the master's head with one blow? This person would surely become famous and even more rampant!

Therefore, forgiveness is allowed, but it can only be practiced when one has absolute strength, otherwise one will become like Mr. Dongguo.

"Hey, what happened up front?"

As Qiao Rui just returned to the fourth courtyard, he saw many people gathered in front of the Zen room, pointing and whispering. A group of monks in light yellow robes held torches and stood in the outer circle, surrounding everyone. In the center of the inner circle, a big bald head was shiny and shiny, reflecting the flickering light of the fire.

"What is that bald guy doing here? Why is he not sleeping so late at night? What is he up to?"

Qiao Rui had a bad feeling in his heart, so he walked quickly into the crowd, found Yan Kuan and asked quietly, "What happened?"

Yan Kuan saw that it was Qiao Rui and whispered, "Junior Brother Fan's Demon Subduing Sword Skills secret manual is missing. I suspect it was stolen. Senior Brother Bujing is bringing people to search every room."

"Oh? When did it happen?" Qiao Rui raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice. He had heard of Fan Bin's book on the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique. This person had low aptitude, but was hardworking. He completed tasks day and night, and finally accumulated enough merit points to exchange for the book on the advanced sword technique, but he was still unable to master it. This matter was widely circulated in the Fourth Courtyard and became a laughing stock for a time.

"After evening meal, everyone returned to the Zen room one after another. Soon there was news that the secret book was stolen. Fan Bin had always regarded that secret book as a treasure, but he didn't expect that it was stolen today. It's really sad!" Yan Kuan explained while shaking his head and sighing, and he felt quite sympathetic towards Fan Bin.

Qiao Rui frowned secretly when he heard this, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger. He looked around to observe the reactions of the crowd, and suddenly saw Ma Wencai in the crowd opposite. The guy seemed to be looking at him as well, and under the flickering light of the torch, he was sneering faintly.

"Is it this guy's doing?" Qiao Rui's first reaction was that Ma Wencai was causing trouble, otherwise why would this happen as soon as he came back? But he still doesn't know how he did it, so he wouldn't use such a clumsy method of framing someone, right?

The monks from the law enforcement team in charge of the search came out one after another, walked up to Bujing and shook their heads to report that they had found nothing.

Monk Bujing frowned and gave a few instructions with a stern face. Then two monks came over and found Yan Kuan and Chu Tianfeng respectively, saying that Senior Brother Bujing wanted them to come over.

Yan Kuan nodded and pulled Qiao Rui into the circle. On the other side, Chu Tianfeng and Ma Wencai also came over.

"Brother Bujing, what do you want from us?" Yan Kuan bowed and asked with a smile.

Bujing returned the greeting, his stern face softening slightly, "I'm sure you all know that Junior Brother Fan has lost the Demon Subduing Sword Skills Manual. We've searched other Zen rooms but haven't found it yet. To be fair, we need to have someone go to your room to look for it."

After all, Chu Tianfeng and Yan Kuan were different from others, one was the chief disciple of the Discipline Institute and his own junior fellow apprentice, and the other was the chief disciple of the Prajna Hall. These two were among the best masters in the Prajna Hall, so Bujing's attitude was much better. If he wanted to search their rooms, he had to ask them to come.

"Of course. This happened just after I returned to the fourth courtyard. How can you prove my innocence without searching?" Before Chu Tianfeng and Yan Kuan could reply, Ma Wencai on the side rushed to speak. He put on an open and frank look, and smiled meaningfully, "Brother, please have someone search carefully. Don't let my Shaolin secrets be taken away by someone with ulterior motives and then flow into the world." After saying that, he glanced at Qiao Rui provocatively.

"Does this guy know that I am going to leave Shaolin?" Qiao Rui frowned. Ma Wencai was being punished in the front mountain, but he knew his whereabouts in the fourth courtyard very well. It was really a good trick.

Monk Bujing nodded to Ma Wencai, then looked at Yan Kuan, "What do you think, Junior Brother Yan?"

Yan Kuan smiled and said, "Since everyone's room has been searched, I will be no exception. Please do as you please, Senior Brother!"

Seeing that both sides agreed, Bujing didn't waste any words. He waved to the monks waiting nearby, indicating that they could go in. Several monks took the order and entered the independent meditation rooms of Chu Tianfeng and Yan Kuan to search.

After the monk left, everyone in the circle was silent for a while, waiting for the final search results.

It was dusk, torches flickered in the wind. Bu Jing had a stern face, with an oppressive feeling that came from his intimidating presence. Chu Tianfeng had a blank expression, and no emotion could be seen. Yan Kuan seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and he also restrained his smile, thinking silently in his heart. Qiao Rui frowned, feeling uneasy. Only Ma Wencai had a faint smile on his dark face, but his eyes were as cold as a knife.

The people in the outer circle had already stopped talking and were all looking at these five people. Unconsciously, a depressing atmosphere spread, and a bit of tension and solemnity emerged in the silence, making people feel a little breathless.

In the sky, the moon is hidden and the stars are sparse, dim and without light; on earth, dark clouds are gathering and a storm is brewing.