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

Chapter 80 Heart Imprint

Buzz!

Wanwan kept pounding on the golden bell, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, with no effect whatsoever.

In the end, she had no choice but to give up.

"Old monk, are you determined to keep me here at Yunhe Temple by blocking my way like this?"

Her voice was as soft as silk, yet it concealed a chilling coldness, and her eyes were full of mockery.

"Everyone says that monks are compassionate, so why do you so easily harbor murderous intent towards me?"

Wanwan's lips curled into a bewitching, cold smile. She lightly twirled a strand of hair by her temple with her right hand. Although she appeared calm and composed, the slight pressure from her fingers revealed that she was not at peace.

"Amitabha. Our Buddha is compassionate, yet there are times when he is wrathful."

These days, all the wicked people who have trespassed into my Yunhe Temple have been punished by this humble monk. How can you be an exception?

Furthermore, I have already given you another chance, but you did not cherish it and insisted on taking action.

Now that we've taken action, there's no room for leniency.

The old monk closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, and spoke in a slow but firm tone.

"Old monk, what are you going to do about it!"

Wanwan knew she was in the wrong, so all she could do was shout and question him.

She knew that the old monk in front of her was a highly virtuous monk and would never take her life.

That's why she dared to make a move just now.

She just didn't expect that the old monk would be so serious.

He actually managed to suppress her with a single move.

"Since you are a woman, this humble monk cannot use the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm to punish you. After thinking it over, I can only let you listen to the Buddhist chants for a month to cleanse your mind and purify your murderous intent."

"What?"

Wanwan was shocked and sensed something was very wrong.

Master Jianchi, however, extended his right hand and clenched it slightly.

"Heart Seal!"

The two-meter-tall golden bell phantom rapidly shrank, then seemed to be covered by a thin film of golden light.

Finally, the golden bell phantom disappeared completely, replaced by a golden spot of light on Wanwan's forehead.

"You...you actually sealed my cultivation!"

Wanwan tried to activate her internal energy, but found that she couldn't mobilize it at all, and her expression changed.

"One month from now, this humble monk will remove the seal for you. At that time, you may leave."

By the way, our temple does not eat without working, so if you want to eat, you will need to do the corresponding work, such as chopping wood or planting vegetables.

Nian'an will take care of this.

The young monk Nian'an was overjoyed and immediately patted his chest, saying, "Master, you can rest assured and leave it to me!"

Wanwan gritted her teeth, her face full of indignation.

"Old monk, how can there be girls in a temple? Aren't you afraid of ruining Yunhe Temple's reputation? When I get out, I'll definitely spread the word!"

Master Jianchi shook his head slightly.

"My conscience is clear, so why should I care about the prejudices of others? You may do whatever you wish in the future."

"you!"

Wanwan felt like she had punched cotton, unable to pose any threat to Master Jianchi.

Gu Qianbei couldn't help but smile upon seeing this.

This Master Jianchi is truly quite different from ordinary monks.

However, this way of doing things is quite refreshing.

"It's getting late, don't disturb her peaceful sleep any longer. Nian'an, escort this female benefactor to her meditation room to rest."

Remember, don't be fooled by their words.

"Yes, Master!"

The young monk Nian'an put his hands together in response, then looked at Wanwan.

"Let's go, I'm sleepy."

Left with no other choice, Wanwan could only leave with the young monk Nian'an for the time being.

"The master's skills have truly broadened my horizons."

Gu Qianbei sighed.

Whether it was martial arts skills or mentality, Gu Qianbei greatly admired this Master Jianchi.

"These are merely means of self-preservation. Because of our temple's affairs, you were almost implicated. Please forgive us."

Master Jianchi apologized.

"It's a trivial matter, Master, please don't take it to heart. But if you keep this girl, aren't you afraid she'll seek revenge on Yunhe Temple in the future?"

"Hehe, although Benefactor Wanwan comes from the Demonic Sect and has a strong killing aura, this humble monk can see that she has goodness in her heart and does not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Even if she wanted revenge, she would only target this humble monk.

The reason I kept her in the temple to listen to the Buddhist chants was twofold: firstly, as a form of discipline, and secondly, to awaken the goodness in her heart so that she would do fewer evil deeds in the future.

This matter is difficult, but I, this humble monk, wish to do my best.

"I see, I've learned a lot."

Gu Qianbei bowed respectfully, showing great admiration.

After the farce, Yunhe Temple returned to peace.

After checking the wine jar and finding nothing wrong, Gu Qianbei went back to his meditation room to sleep.

The next morning, Gu Qianbei was awakened by the sound of the temple bell.

Morning bells and evening drums are the timekeeping system of temples.

The tranquility of the temple and the serenity of the mountains allowed Gu Qianbei to sleep soundly that night.

He got up, stretched, washed up quickly, and then left the meditation room for the dining hall.

Yunhe Temple is not large, so there are not many monks, only twelve in total.

At this moment, they were gathered in twos and threes in the dining hall eating breakfast.

Plain congee, pickled vegetables, and tofu—simple yet delicious, prepared with care.

Gu Qianbei ate with great satisfaction.

"How was it? The vegetarian food at Yunhe Temple was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"Nian'an, the little monk, said with a smug look on his face."

"It's delicious."

"Of course. We make all this pickled vegetable and tofu ourselves."

The young monk Nian'an knew these things like the back of his hand, and he became even more interested when talking about the production process of these items.

Because these things embody their hard work and dedication.

At this moment, Wanwan also arrived.

Her gaze swept over the group of bald men, and finally she sat down next to Gu Qianbei.

She preferred men with hair to monks.

"May I ask this young master's name? How come he's hanging out with this bald monk? Is he perhaps also planning to become a monk?"

Wanwan's eyes were alluring, and every word and action seemed to bewitch people, exuding a captivating charm.

However, Gu Qianbei was protected by the Golden Light Mantra, and this naturally flowing charm could not affect him in the slightest.

"You rude woman, who are you calling a bald monk!"

"I am a little monk," Nian'an cried out in dissatisfaction, his clear eyes filled with anger.

"Little bald guy's angry. Then tell your master to let me go right now, I don't want to stay here."

"Hmph, don't even think about it! Master said you'd stay for a month, and that's a month—not a day less!"

"Then you'll just have to bear with it, you little bald monk."

"You! Humph! I'm not going to stoop to your level."

The little monk Nian'an buried his head in his food and actually ignored Wanwan.

Wanwan found it boring and looked at Gu Qianbei again.

"Young master, you have not yet answered my question."

"My name is Gu Qianbei, and I am a winemaker. I am staying at Yunhe Temple for a short while, simply to borrow the land to brew wine."

"Brewing wine? Heh. Young master, you're quite interesting. You've chosen a Buddhist temple to brew wine; you're probably here to cause trouble."

Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled, her interest piqued. She moved even closer, almost touching Gu Qianbei's face, creating an extremely ambiguous scene.

"Young master, could you tell me what kind of martial art you practice? How can it resist the alluring charm emanating from my Heavenly Demon Art?"

Wanwan's breath hit Gu Qianbei's face as she spoke, and her faint fragrance tantalized his nose.

She really is a vixen who is extremely skilled at seducing men.