Following the woodcutter's guidance, Cheng Long and the others soon arrived at the cave of Patriarch Bodhi.
There is a couplet written in front of the door.
"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxing Cave..."
"Hengbiao: Tianwai Immortal Sect!"
"...This is it."
Cheng Long stepped forward and knocked on the door, leading the little fox to take a step back.
The little boy opened the door and said with a smile: "My ancestor has indeed left out everything. There is really a man and a demon outside the door who came to worship me. Come with me!"
"Good work."
Cheng Long bowed his hands and thanked him.
The little fox Huayue was a little uneasy. It was just that she had never met the gods before. Now she was about to enter the fairy cave to face the gods. She was a little vixen. If she said she was not nervous, she would definitely be lying.
If it weren't for 'Brother Sun' by his side, he would probably be so guilty that he wouldn't even be able to take a single step.
The child didn't care whether he was a human or a demon, he turned around and welcomed the person in.
Sanxing Cave is a paradise with a far better internal space than Shuilian Cave. The sun is shining brightly inside the cave, and dozens of disciples wearing blue robes are gathering under the bodhi tree, listening to the explanations of Patriarch Bodhi.
The arrival of Cheng and Long did not attract everyone's attention.
Patriarch Bodhi does not preach every day, but appears from time to time. Therefore, the disciples of Sanxing Cave cherish every opportunity to listen to Taoist sounds...
"The way to cultivate the truth is here. But don't be fooled by the words of the sage! After a few breaths of practice, the joints will be opened and the hair will be smooth. There will be a slight qi in the nose, and it will come out from the four hundred pores and go to Never return..." Patriarch Bodhi spoke slowly, everyone closed their eyes and listened, Cheng Long and Hua Yue found an open space to sit down.
In an instant, there was a roar in his mind, as if thousands of golden flowers were falling like raindrops, the flowers fell and the lotuses bloomed, blooming with endless fragrance.
Cheng Long was silent, listening to the sound of Taoism in his ears, memorizing the Scripture of Creation in his heart, and operating on its own.
When Patriarch Bodhi saw this scene, Gujing Wubo's face inevitably showed a look of horror.
When ordinary people hear the Tao, they will most likely have insights in their hearts. Those with high talents may also be able to comprehend something. However, people like Cheng Long who directly comprehend the laws of creation are definitely the only ones in the world.
Seeing the violent spiritual energy swarming towards the other party and the growing aura of the other party, Patriarch Bodhi was both appreciative and worried.
A person with such a terrifying talent will definitely achieve great success in the future.
If Buddhism wants to control the other party, it will be extremely difficult.
This made Patriarch Bodhi subconsciously turn his head to look at the little fox Huayue who also closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the Tao.
It seems that this is the bond Guanyin is looking for for the stone spirit!
He looks really beautiful and fragrant, and he has the appearance of bringing disaster to the country and the people.
"Boom~~"
As the steady stream of spiritual energy was absorbed into Cheng Long's body and refined, suddenly, there were buzzing sounds like the brave and capable Qin army breaking through the passes.
His aura began to rise rapidly.
Cultivation goes from scratch to perfection, then to refining Qi, refining Qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to void, refining void to combine with Tao...
Followed by the Earth Immortal.
The growth momentum is overwhelming.
Hear the Tao in the morning and become an immortal at sunset.
The terrifying talents of the stone spirit clones are comparable to those of the demon gods who once roamed the three realms, and they are even among the top few among the demon gods.
"What is the origin of this person? How did he become enlightened and become an immortal in just a short time?"
"This kid is so scary!"
"Quiet!"
Dozens of Fangcun Mountain disciples looked at Cheng Long, who became an immortal in one day, and they were all dumbfounded in shock.
None of these disciples have been worshiping Patriarch Bodhi as their teacher for more than twenty or thirty years. The earliest ones have even been their disciples for one or two hundred years.
However, many of them are stuck between the two realms of refining qi to transform into gods and refining gods to return to emptiness. Only a very small number of disciples have become immortals by chance, and most of them follow side sects.
The upper limit of the side door is very low. If you can't go to heaven or work in the underworld in the future, then immortality will be as confusing as the flower in the mirror or the moon in the water.
There are less than five Fangcunshan disciples who have truly obtained the method of immortality.
These are the disciples of Patriarch Bodhi, and other disciples can only be counted as students of Patriarch Bodhi.
"Is Brother Sun going to become an immortal now?"
The little fox looked at Cheng Long, whose aura was rising and becoming ethereal, with his big shining eyes full of disbelief.
The front foot goes up the mountain to pay homage to the master, and the back foot will realize enlightenment and become an immortal.
It is simply unprecedented and unprecedented.
Such understanding and talent are unparalleled no matter where they are.
For a moment, the little fox felt that the gap between himself and Brother Sun was so huge that it made him feel ashamed.
"Who are you from?"
When Cheng Long's aura stopped improving and was firmly at the pinnacle of the Earthly Immortal Realm, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Patriarch Bodhi looking at him with wonder on his face, and then replied: "This junior is from the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain. ”
"Nonsense, give him to me..."
Patriarch Bodhi was just about to scold him, but suddenly he felt blessed and realized that the stone spirit in front of him was extremely talented. He said the word "drive out", fearing that it would be difficult to take it back.
As a result, he choked back the last half of the sentence.
"Huaguo Mountain is far away from here, across the vast sea. How did you get here?"
"The disciples supported the raft, floated across the sea, and went through countless hardships before they came to the patriarch."
Cheng Long originally wanted to follow Patriarch Bodhi's scolding and take Xiaoyue away, but he never thought that Patriarch Bodhi would change his tune temporarily.
This made him realize that if he wanted to get rid of Patriarch Bodhi and find a mountaintop to cultivate immortality on his own, he was afraid that it would not be that easy, and it might even bring Hua Yue into trouble, so he could only claim to be his disciple and recognize the master in front of him.
After all, he is Brother Monkey's master. Becoming a disciple of Bodhi can be regarded as the end of a cause and effect.
"What's your last name? What's your name?"
"My surname is Sun, nameless."
After hearing Cheng Long's answer, Patriarch Bodhi wondered: "Why do you have a surname but no name?"
"Because I am a stone spirit born from the earth, a descendant of heaven and earth, so I named myself Sun..." Cheng Long could have named himself, but in order to give the birth of the clone a sense of ritual, he changed his name to "Sun". The name is left to the ancestor to choose.
"In that case, I will help you choose a Dharma name. There are twelve characters in my name, namely Guang, Da, Zhi, Hui, Zhen, Ru, Xing, Hai, Ying, Wu, Yuan, and Jue. And you happen to be of the Wu Zi generation." Having said this, Patriarch Bodhi smiled slightly and said, "How about I name you Wukong?"
"Okay, okay, thank you, the ancestor, for giving me the name. From today on, I will have a name."
Cheng Long showed his happiness appropriately and danced excitedly, but soon after he was happy, he noticed the sad little fox behind him, so he stepped forward and said: "Master, you haven't given Xiaoyue a Dharma name yet!"< br>
"She is destined to be a teacher. You can send her down the mountain tomorrow morning!"
Patriarch Bodhi didn't mind accepting one more, but the problem was that just as he was about to accept the little fox, the voice of Guanyin Bodhisattva rang in his mind.
He doesn't have to give Guanyin face.
But there is no need to make such a fuss over a little fox.
The wisdom of the world must be used.
Cultivation of immortality is not exempt from secularism. "This..."
Cheng Long frowned.
"Wukong, the little fox will meet her master when she goes down the mountain tomorrow. You don't have to worry." Grandmaster Bodhi thought that his disciple couldn't let go of the little fox, so he asked the disciple to relax.
"Master, I wonder which god Xiaoyue's master is?"
"Forget it, Nanhai Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, who has a master-disciple relationship with her."
"..."
The next day, early morning.
Outside Sanxing Cave.
Cheng Long looked at the reluctant little fox and reached out to touch Xiaoyue's head. At the same time, he sent a message in the dark: "Xiaoyue, if you don't want to become a disciple, just find a place to live on a hill nearby. I'll tell you later." A method of longevity that guarantees your longevity.”
"..."
Hearing this, Hua Yue suddenly raised her head and looked at Cheng Long.
Apparently he was startled by the other party's voice transmission.
Brother Sun, who obviously wanted to learn the method of immortality yesterday, dared to talk nonsense this morning, saying that he would teach him a method of immortality later. Isn't this nonsense!
"Xiaoyue, Brother Sun never lies. As long as you don't want to worship Bodhisattva as your teacher, you can live nearby."
Hearing the message from Brother Sun again, the little fox shook his head and said: "Brother Sun, it is Xiaoyue's blessing that Xiaoyue can be valued by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Send it here! I have to go down the mountain quickly to avoid missing the opportunity. .”
"Okay, be careful on the road, remember, Shuiliandong will always be our home."
Cheng Long touched Xiaoyue's little head again, with a look of reluctance on his face.
The two have been dependent on each other since they went out to sea to find immortals. The four or five years of getting along day and night have already made him recognize Hua Yue from the bottom of his heart and regard her as his biological sister.
Now that we're apart, I'm afraid I don't know how many years and months it will take before we meet again.
But since it was Xiaoyue's choice, he could only let it go.
You can't force the little fox to stay and let him live in seclusion on a hill and lose his freedom, right?
Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was hiding in the void, saw that Cheng Long and the little fox had formed a strong bond, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing that he had everything under control.
……
Ever since the little fox came down the mountain and was taken away by Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Cheng Long officially started his path of cultivating immortality. In addition to the sermons given by his ancestors, Tianmao stayed at his residence every day and practiced in seclusion to practice his mother's creation scriptures.
With the body of creation and the understanding of laws at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level, his cultivation realm is naturally rising like bamboo shoots after a rain.
But in just one year.
His realm has risen from the peak of the Earth Immortal to the peak of the True Immortal, directly crossing over to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
This also shocked Patriarch Bodhi.
"Wukong's understanding is really rare in the world. He only understood the method of practice after listening to the Tao a few times. No, we can't wait. If we delay it any longer, there will really be nothing wrong with me."
Think about this.
Patriarch Bodhi could no longer hold himself back, so he walked out of the cave in advance and ordered the boy to gather a group of disciples to preach and resolve their doubts.
"Exoteric secrets are perfect, you understand the Tao and practice Zen, there is no birth and no death, your energy is complete and your spirit is complete, your life span is as long as the sky, your piety and faith are clear..."
This time, Patriarch Bodhi’s teachings were relatively profound and few people could understand them. However, Cheng Long listened with gusto. Unlike Nuwa of the Sanqing Dynasty, Patriarch Bodhi, who was proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, would use If I say it again in easy-to-understand words, it is actually easier to understand than what Sanqing preached.
Therefore, he never missed every sermon.
Unknowingly.
Cheng Long listened to it for three days and three nights, and Patriarch Bodhi also taught it for three days and three nights.
"Wukong, how long have you been a disciple?"
Patriarch Bodhi finished his sermon and took the initiative to find an opening statement.
For the disciple of 'Wukong', who was a talented demon, he was both happy and sad at the same time. He had no chance to show off his opponent, because others could understand magical powers and even the original laws of all kinds of Taoism from the Tao he taught.
We don’t teach magical powers and secrets now, and we won’t be able to teach them if we want to in the future.
"Almost a year."
Although Cheng Long has been in seclusion for a long time, he occasionally wanders around Sanxing Cave. The peaches on Rotten Peach Mountain have ripened once, and now they are about to bloom and bear fruit again.
Isn’t it just one year?
"It's been almost a year, time flies so fast!"
Patriarch Bodhi stroked his long beard and said kindly, "What Taoist techniques do you want to learn?"
Cheng Long smiled and replied: "As long as the master teaches me, the disciples are willing to learn."
Patriarch Bodhi thought for a while and asked: "Is it okay if I teach you how to seek divination from immortals and ward off evil spirits?"
"Okay, I'm quite interested in divination." Cheng Long agreed very readily. After all, he is not Sun Wukong, and he has no shortage of methods of immortality. Whatever Patriarch Bodhi is willing to teach, he can learn it himself, and there will be less cause and effect.
Why not!
But his cheerfulness was a pain to Patriarch Bodhi.
Logically speaking, a disciple who traveled across the ocean and went through thousands of hardships to reach Fangcun Mountain should have an extremely strong will. It is not because he did not learn the method of immortality.
But you... have learned all the sideways of seeking divination from immortals, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, don't you think it's too futile?
However, when he thought that Cheng Long had already understood the cultivation method by virtue of his heaven-defying understanding, and had reached the peak of true immortality and gained the ability to live forever, Patriarch Bodhi could not help but twitch his lips.
Careless!
He actually forgot that Wukong’s understanding was incredible.
Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf at this time? You should just call people to the dojo and grant them the magic of immortality and magical passages in private.
"Wukong, asking for immortality and divination is asking for help from others. Are you sure you want to learn it?" Patriarch Bodhi asked again.
"Whatever the master teaches, the disciples will learn. It doesn't matter whether it's seeking divination from immortals, fortune telling or blacksmithing." Cheng Long answered resoundingly.
But the more he behaves like this, the more annoyed Patriarch Bodhi becomes.
You child, why are you so unwilling to listen to advice? Even if you refuse, you don’t know how to give me a step down.
Now in front of all the disciples, how can I come to the stage as a master?
"You kid, you are so worthless!"
Patriarch Bodhi was so angry that he grabbed the ruler and struck Cheng Long on the back three times.
Then, with one hand behind his back and a whisk in hand, he walked out with a look of displeasure on his face.
When the disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at each other. Most of them were studying side sects of Taoism, and there were many disciples who were learning the art of seeking immortality, asking for divination, and seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.
Why was Wukong so angry when it was his turn, and he bluntly said that the other party had no future.
Was it wrong for us to agree to learn the art of seeking immortality and divination?
Thinking of this, all the disciples who have learned other side arts such as seeking immortality and divination, chanting Buddhist scriptures, meditating and so on, all feel annoyed that they have missed a great opportunity.
Presumably, they were more courageous at first, and maybe they could learn the method of immortality like their senior brother, the woodcutter, and become disciples of the ancestor, instead of just students who had only superficial knowledge and could only listen to the teachings.
Alas, I regret it! (End of chapter)