Zhu Biao stared at Dao Yan and observed his reaction. The monk's expression that was as calm as water from the beginning finally began to waver.
He was obviously stunned as well, as if he did not expect the Crown Prince to suddenly make such a strange and unreasonable request. He was a monk, so why would the Crown Prince think that he could put down the Buddha in his heart and go to the secular world to serve a future emperor?
"Your Highness, what will happen if This Penniless Monk refuses?”Dao Yan asked hesitantly.
Zhu Biao took two steps forward and only stopped when he was about to touch Dao Yan. He was only thirteen years old and was only 1.6 meters tall. This was already considered fast growth. Dao Yan was tall and was a head taller than Zhu Biao, but their auras were completely opposite to their height.
Dao Yan actually had the feeling of retreating when he faced Zhu Biao. He was terrified. It was still a young dragon after all. Although it had not soared to the nine heavens, it had already gained momentum.
Zhu Biao raised his head and looked at the bald monk in front of him. He said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear,"If he doesn't work for me, I'll kill him!”
Dao Yan was stunned when he heard that, but he quickly regained his senses. He suddenly took two steps back, put his palms together, and bowed."This poor monk Dao Yan is willing to follow His Highness the Crown Prince and do his best for His Highness 'great cause!”
Zhu Biao raised his eyebrows and laughed. Grandmaster, please rise!" He immediately reached out to support Dao Yan. As he supported Dao Yan, Zhu Biao asked in a low voice,""Master's stance has changed too quickly!”
Dao Yan's expression was calm." Amitabha. Although I am a monk, I live under the imperial power in the secular world. Since His Highness the Crown Prince values me so much, it would be ungrateful for me to reject him. Buddha is merciful and will not let me die here for his faith!”
Zhu Biao raised his hand and patted Dao Yan's arm, saying in satisfaction,""I didn't misjudge you. You're a different monk!”
Zhu Biao added silently in his heart,"I can tell from the way you talk nonsense with a straight face."
"Thank you for your praise, Your Highness!" Dao Yan bowed.”Then, he walked to Zong Le and said apologetically,""Martial Uncle, after you return to Miaozhi Temple, please tell my master that This Penniless Monk is not going back. From today onwards, This Penniless Monk will leave the Void Sect and enter the human world to cultivate!”
The old monk Zong Le's expression darkened as he uttered an Amitabha.
Zhu Biao smiled." Masters, don't look like you're going to die. Come and sit down and eat. I'll go to Shaolin with you!"”
After everyone finished eating, they continued to climb onto their horses and galloped towards Shaolin Temple. Dao Yan and Zong Le were led by Chang Qing and Song Zhong respectively. Zhu Biao and the rest rode on top quality war horses, so it was not a problem for them to carry two people.
Min Min Timur rode close to Zhu Biao and kept pace with him. Then, she asked curiously,""Your Highness, why did you keep a monk by your side? Learn scriptures?"
Zhu Biao thought to himself that this was not an ordinary monk. This was a top strategist with a bald head and a hundred layers of clothing.
The group of people came to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and reported to the young monk guarding the mountain. The young monk was shocked."Crown…Crown Prince? Patrons, please wait a moment. I will report this to the abbot!”
Zhu Biao and the others waited at the foot of the mountain for about fifteen minutes. Just as Minmin Timur was complaining for the third time, a large group of monks came down from the mountain road. The leaders were wearing yellow robes with golden patterns on the red background. All of them had white hair and beard, but they were in good spirits and had steady and strong feet.
"This old monk, Abbot of Shaolin Temple, has brought all the monks of Shaolin Temple to welcome the Great Ming Crown Prince for a thousand years!”Ran Ran put his hands together and bowed in front of Zhu Biao.
The other hundreds of monks from Shaolin Temple stood in a row along the mountain path and bowed respectfully as well.
Just as Dao Yan had said, although monks were monks, they lived under the imperial power in the secular world. Therefore, they had always respected the imperial court and the royal family. This was probably the reason why Shaolin Temple could survive for thousands of years.
To put it bluntly, although he was a Buddhist leader, he had always been able to straighten out his position.
Zhu Biao smiled and went forward to help the old monk up. He said with a smile,"Master Abbot, you don't have to be so polite. Shaolin is the ancestral court of Buddhism and Zen. I've always been yearning for it. It just so happens that I've recently stopped at Bianliang because of the Northern Expedition to Mengyuan. I hope that Great Master Abbot will not blame me for being presumptuous and disturbing the meditation of the eminent monks!”
The abbot hurriedly said," Your Highness, your words are really a disgrace to our temple. We are deeply honored that you have come to our temple. Your Highness, please!"”
"Abbot, please!"
After he went up the mountain and entered the temple gate of Shaolin Temple, Zhu Biao bowed to the golden Buddha statue in the Great Buddha Hall. It was considered that he had worshipped Buddha. With his status, he did not need to kneel to worship Buddha. Bowing was the greatest etiquette.
Then, he invited them to the meditation room to sit down. The little monk consciously served them tea.
After chatting for a while, Zhu Biao asked casually,""Abbot, I heard that your temple has a Sutra Library, and there are many scriptures and classics in there, especially the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. It is said that its effects are magical.”
Ran's breathing paused, and she nodded happily.""Your Highness, if you want to see it, there's nothing wrong with it. Your Highness, please follow me. I'll personally bring Your Highness into the pavilion!”
Zhu Biao thought that this was the benefit of power. Those martial arts masters in martial arts novels had tried their best to enter the Shaolin Sutra Depository, but for him, he could just ask directly. Even if the other party felt numb in his heart, he still had to smile on his face.
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