Princess Anfu, "Master!"
Chu Li nodded and glanced at the crowd. He smiled, "Almsgivers, may I know why you're kneeling here?"
"Master, I'm Zheng Ji. I want to be your disciple."
"Oh?" Chu Li raised his eyebrows and smiled as he looked at him. He shook his head, "Almsgiver Zheng, your foundation is not good enough. I can't accept you."
"Master?" Zheng Ji was surprised, "My foundation is too bad?"
"Yes." Chu Li nodded, "You want to be my disciple and cultivate martial arts?"
"Yes." Zheng Ji nodded, "Although I'm interested in Dharma, I know my comprehension is not good enough to understand the subtleties of Dharma."
Chu Li shook his head and said, "Martial arts also requires an extremely high level of comprehension. Otherwise, it would all be in vain."
Zheng Ji frowned, "If that's the case, my comprehension is not good enough to cultivate the master's martial arts?"
Chu Li shook his head, "Almsgiver Zheng and I are not fated."
"Then how can I be fated with the master?" Zheng Ji asked.
Chu Li smiled, "Whether there is fate or not is not determined by man but by God's will. You can't go against God's will."
"Master, aren't you known to be omnipotent? There must be a way." Zheng Ji said, "As long as I can cultivate martial arts with the master, I can pay any price!"
Chu Li pressed his palms together and bowed, "I can only apologize, Almsgiver Zheng. There are many paths in the world. It's not just my path."
"But only the master has such a profound martial arts technique." Zheng Ji said, "I want to learn a profound martial arts technique to serve the imperial court."
Chu Li smiled and shook his head. He looked at the crowd and said, "Almsgivers, I don't have any plans to accept a disciple. Please leave."
"Master, think about it again. It's a waste to not use such a profound martial arts technique." Zheng Ji said.
"Zheng Ji, shut up!" Princess Anfu said angrily, "Do you want to force the master to accept a disciple? Even the Emperor won't do that! "
"The Emperor must want the master to pass on this martial arts technique to benefit the entire Yu Dynasty!"
Chu Li smiled and shook his head. "Even if the Emperor made such a request, I would still reject it. Almsgiver Zheng, please leave."
He glanced at the crowd, put his palms together and bowed with a smile. Then, he turned around and returned to the Ruyi Temple.
None of them had any intention of leaving.
"Since the great master doesn't want to accept a disciple, let's just forget about it," someone said in a low voice.
"No."
"If we let it go so easily, our hearts won't be firm enough. Naturally, we'll be looked down upon by the grandmaster, and we won't have another chance."
"Could this be the Grandmaster's test?"
"Who knows? What if it's really a test?"
"That makes sense."
Princess Anfu arrived in front of Zheng Ji, coldly glared at him and said: "Zheng Ji, who gave you such courage!"
Zheng Ji smiled embarrassedly and said, "Your Highness, this lowly one is too eager to learn martial arts. This lowly one is unwilling to give up such an opportunity!"
"Master doesn't owe you anything." Princess Anfu said snappily, "Do you think everyone has to spoil you?"
Zheng Ji said, "Your Highness, please help me plead for leniency!"
"Give up!" Princess Anfu sneered and said, "Master will never accept a disciple like you!"
Zheng Ji said, "This lowly one will definitely follow the princess' lead!"
"I don't care!" Princess Anfu said snappily, "Scheming fellow, how annoying. Hurry up and get lost!"
She glanced at the crowd again and scoffed. "There's no point in kneeling here. Since Master has spoken, he will never change his decision!"
Everyone looked disappointed and unwilling.
Princess Anfu snorted, closed the gate of Ruyi Temple, turned around, and fluttered away.
Everyone got up and left in twos and threes. Only nine people remained kneeling on the ground and did not move.
These nine people knelt motionlessly and did not even look at the people around them who were leaving.
They were determined and eager to change their fates. No matter what, Master Dingru was an enlightened monk, so he could not just watch them die. They had to kneel here and die.
When the crowd saw them kneeling still, they hesitated for a moment and did not continue to kneel. They felt that since the princess and Master Dingru had spoken, they would not change their minds at will. It was useless to kneel. How could it be so easy to become Master Dingru's disciple?
Time passed slowly. The people in front of Ruyi Temple had already dispersed. Only nine people remained kneeling, unmoving. The sun first moved to the center, then to the west. A day had passed, but the nine people were still kneeling stiffly. Their bodies were already swaying.
Their legs were already numb, as if they were not their own.
However, the strong desire to change their fates drove them to overcome the pain in their bodies. Imagining the future of cultivating peerless martial arts gave birth to endless courage.
Princess Anfu returned to the imperial palace. When she came to the rear garden, she saw Zhao Yancheng admiring the flowers with his hands behind his back. He was in an extremely good mood, and it was rare for him to be so interested.
"Imperial Father." Princess Anfu went up and hugged his arm, smiling. "Am I impressive today?"
"Extremely impressive!" Zhao Yancheng exclaimed in admiration. "I did not expect you to cultivate to this level. You have truly exceeded everyone's expectations."
"What about those meddlesome chancellors?" Princess Anfu scoffed.
Zhao Yancheng smiled and said, "They have all shut their mouths. However, they have their eyes on the Great Master."
Princess Anfu sneered. "Don't tell me they want Master to hand over his martial arts?"
"I think they have this intention." Zhao Yancheng nodded. "The power of this mystical art is too strong. It needs to be controlled by the imperial court. Otherwise, they will be restless."
Princess Anfu scoffed. "Imperial Father, you think so too, don't you?"
"I am not greedy this time." Zhao Yancheng smiled.
Princess Anfu tilted her head and looked at him. "Really?"
Zhao Yancheng smiled. "Because I know Great Master Ding Ru. He has many powerful abilities. Do you think he will hand them all over to others?"
Princess Anfu nodded. "You are wise, Imperial Father."
"Don't worry. No matter how stupid I am, I will not lose sight of the bigger picture." Zhao Yancheng shook his head. "If we really force the Great Master away, what use is there even if he has great abilities?"
To him, the most precious thing about Chu Li was his ability to bring the dead back to life. Nothing else could compare to this. Therefore, he would not covet the martial arts to force Chu Li away.
"Then, Imperial Father, are you going to ignore them?" Princess Anfu asked. "Master will not hold back."
"What I say might not be useful." Zhao Yancheng scoffed.
He had always been domineering and always kept his word in the imperial court. However, there were always people who did not buy into his words, such as his sons and relatives.
Princess Anfu scoffed. "I hope they will be smarter!"
As they spoke, a few palanquins appeared outside the Ruyi Temple and slowly stopped. The strong bearers held their heads high and puffed out their chests as they stared arrogantly at the Ruyi Temple.
Six people came down from the palanquins. They were all middle-aged men. Some of them were playing with jade pendants, some were holding tobacco pipes, and some were waving their folding fans. They had a rather carefree temperament and gave off an imposing aura as if they did not care about anything at all.
"This is the Ruyi Temple? It is only so-so. This place is not bad! "A handsome middle-aged man waved his folding fan and shook his head." Go up and knock on the door! "
"Yes!" One of the bearers answered loudly and went up to knock on the door of the Ruyi Temple.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The bearers punched the door aggressively.
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