Attack on Titan: My World

Chapter 277 Yi Lie Zhao and Zen Master

"You come with me."

[Elder Zhizhen] ordered that Lu Zhishen be first brought to the Zen room, and later that he be given a set of [monk's robes and shoes].

Finally, he brought Lu Zhishen down the mountain and came to the door of a blacksmith shop.

"Zhishen, do you have any weapons to use?"

"what?!"

The master and disciple asked and answered each other, and Lu Zhishen was suddenly confused. He realized that he might be expelled from Shaolin Temple by his master.

However, thinking back to the mistakes he had made in Shaolin Temple before, he felt embarrassed to plead for himself.

Elder Zhizhen certainly saw through his thoughts, but Shaolin Temple really could not accommodate him.

He couldn't endure the hardship, which must be because his worldly ties were not severed.

Elder Zhizhen wanted to take him in, but he really had no choice. This was for his own good, as well as for the good of everyone (the monks).

"Hey, do you have any good weapons here? Take them out and show them to me!"

Lu Zhishen shouted to the craftsman in the blacksmith shop.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Elder Zhizhen was reciting scriptures, and he saw Lu Zhishen's rudeness and took it to heart.

"It would be good for Shaolin Temple if such a monk passed away."

Sasha said bluntly that she was beginning to dislike Lu Zhishen's character.

"Ugh……"

Wang Lun let out a long sigh, naturally he was helpless.

"With the best [Black Iron], our weapons are naturally very good."

A dark-skinned sturdy man came out to speak. He looked like an African black man, with a strong build, but he showed a mouthful of white teeth when he spoke.

"Haha."

Wang Lun laughed, as if he was mocking his appearance, which was not polite at all.

"Donor, please make us a good Zen staff."

Elder Zhizhen began to speak, this time before Lu Zhishen, fearing that he would cause trouble again and it would never end.

"Okay, okay."

The sturdy man agreed readily and told his two companions to work together to forge weapons.

"Is this how they make weapons?"

As a family from the jungle, Sasha knew a thing or two about weapon making, so she asked curiously.

"That's it!"

Wang Lun responded in this way, obviously a little impatient.

Like him, another student, Lu Zhishen, was also impatient.

An hour later, a golden Zen stick appeared in front of them (Lu Zhishen and Elder Zhizhen).

"Wow, what an amazing guy!"

Lu Zhishen took the Zen stick and praised it.

"Brute force."

The staff was just carried over by two craftsmen, but Lu Zhishen lifted it with one hand. Wang Lun felt that Lu Zhishen was very strong, so he sighed.

"The [Green Dragon Crescent Blade] weighs 82 kilograms, and this ink-wash Zen staff weighs 62 kilograms."

The Micro Fighter System came out to explain and connected some of the real experiences.

"Don't try."

Wang Lun declined. For a "weakling" like him, he certainly understood the importance of this weapon.

"I can pull a bow weighing more than 100 kilograms, but it would be quite strenuous for me to pick up a weapon like this."

Sasha also felt ashamed.

However, Lu Zhishen picked it up with one hand.

"Zhi Shen, bring me your weapons. I will teach you a set of Zen staff techniques."

Elder Zhizhen said to Lu Zhishen.

"Master, this is very heavy..."

Before Lu Zhishen finished speaking, Elder Zhizhen easily took Lu Zhishen's weapon and began to dance with it as if he were dancing with a bamboo stick. Lu Zhishen looked at the smooth and flowing staff techniques in front of him, and he was secretly delighted and shocked.

What made him happy was that he not only got a magic weapon, but also a set of staff techniques; what shocked him was that he did not expect his master to be so powerful.

"well!"

The craftsmen in the shop had seen Elder Zhizhen's martial arts and applauded.

In just a cup of tea, Elder Zhizhen had completed a set of staff techniques.

"Zhi Shen, have you memorized it?"

Elder Zhizhen asked.

"..."

Lu Zhishen said nothing, took the staff, and danced according to his memory.

It’s strange to say, Lu Zhishen looks careless and not very smart, but it’s so easy for him to learn the stick fighting techniques.

After just watching the martial arts performance once, he memorized all the moves.

At this time, the class system came up with a reminder: A stout and tall monk, wearing monk's robes and shoes, does not look like a monk. He has a fierce look in his eyes, just like a bodhisattva, and people dare not approach him. In the past, he fled from Weizhou to Daizhou because of murder, and became a monk in Wutai Mountain with the help of Zhao Yuanwai. Later, he did not abide by the precepts and was expelled from Shaolin Temple by Elder Zhizhen. Finally, he passed away in [Hangdi? Liuhe Temple], and after being reported to the court by [Song Jiang] and [Wu Yong], he was posthumously named [Yiliezhaoji Zen Master]! [Force]:; [Defense]: null; [Moves]: [Innate Divine Power], [Vajra Body], [Shield? Unyielding] and [Zen Staff? Staff Technique], etc.

"It's just average, a [purple quality hero]!"

Wang Lun made this comment, seeming to be dissatisfied with his strength.

"Not bad."

Elder Zhizhen praised him, saying that he knew countless people and understood Lu Zhishen's abilities.

Otherwise, he would not have insisted on keeping Lu Zhishen in the Shaolin Temple in Mount Wutai.

However, Lu Zhishen couldn't bear the hardship, so he had no choice but to send him away.

……

"Hey, don't embarrass my brother!"

Lu Zhishen rushed out of the woods with a Zen stick in his hand, cursing loudly.

It turned out that since Lu Zhishen left Daizhou, he came all the way to [Tokyo Daxiangguo Temple].

When passing by Cangzhou, they hanged Lin Chong on a tree. Lu Zhishen was furious and came out to teach the two constables (Dong Chao and Xue Ba) a lesson.

"Where did you come from, you monk? Don't stop the police from doing their work!"

Dong Chao had seen many villains, so he was not afraid of Lu Zhishen and even threatened him.

"【Zen Staff? Staff Technique】!"

Lu Zhishen has always hated evil and of course would not let them go. He kept waving the Zen stick in his hand, and a strong wind hit Xue and Dong.

"Ah..."

The two men fell to the ground and were knocked down before even a single round.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Lu Zhishen rescued Lin Chong and comforted him.

"I'm fine."

Lin Chong responded and looked at Xue Ba and Dong Chao at the same time, full of guilt.

……

"Brother, Brother, he..."

The man in the tiger robe with the broken arm (the tiger-fighting hero or the traveler Wu Song) cried to the two officials (Song Jiang and Wu Yong), and then burst into tears: "Brother, he has passed away!"

"what?"

"what?"

Song Jiang and Wu Yong looked at each other and said in unison, both with expressions of disbelief.

"I don't like doing good deeds in my life, I only like killing people and setting fires..."

Beside him, Lu Zhishen left a suicide note, which recorded the following.

"Report this to the imperial court and have him posthumously conferred the title of [Yiliezhaoji Zen Master]!"

Song Jiang spoke to Wu Yong in a serious and profound tone.

……