Chapter 1256 Disciple, you are so short-sighted

Chapter 1256 Disciple, you are so short-sighted

“Are you kidding?”

Ancestor Bodhi said: “This child can be regarded as a jade because Shen Gongbao is a member of the Yuxu sect. Disciple Xu, Shen Gongbao is no longer a disciple of Yuxu, so what kind of disciple is he? It is equivalent to a guide. When he introduces Nezha to Yuxu Palace, only my master can expel him. Otherwise, he will be a disciple of Yuxu for one day and a disciple of Yuxu for the rest of his life. "

"Nonsense." Ancestor Bodhi shook his head and looked down at Xiang Nezha: "Don't listen to his deception. You are worshiping your master, not Yuxu Palace. Be good and call me master."

Nezha glanced at Qin Yao and rolled his eyes in a circle: "It's okay to shout, but you can't do without the greeting gift, right?"

Bodhi stretched out his hand and flicked his smooth forehead, smiled and cursed: "Xiong Child.”

Nezha chuckled and said, “I don’t want you to lose face, in front of these people. , people will definitely say, what kind of treasure did Patriarch Bodhi give when he accepted his disciples and grandchildren? "

Bodhi said: "So I have to thank you? Thank you for thinking about me. "

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Nezha said, "So, what about the gift?"

Bodhi thought for a while, then took out a golden spear and handed it to Nezha: "Baby boy, do you know the name of this spear?"

Looking at the Shenao patterns on the spear and the narrow spear Nezha's eyes instantly lit up with the faint firelight shining on his head.

Judging from the appearance alone, this spear is much more advanced than the thunder whip given by the master.

"Master, what is the name of this spear?"

Bodhi smiled slightly and said: "This spear is called Jingye, which shocked the world in the prehistoric era. Because the spear produced divine fire, Famous for disturbing the night, he is ranked second among the guns in terms of rank. Well, the first-class gun has disappeared, so it is not wrong to be considered first-class.”

"Bang."

Nezha immediately knelt down, spread his hands and raised them high: "Thank you, Master, for the treasure."

Bodhi put the spear on his hands, and Nezha suddenly felt his hands feel heavy, After a little exploration with his spiritual thoughts, he felt a surge of flames, which made his eyes suddenly burning.

Li Jing watched this scene quietly and thought to himself: My son is still blessed. His teacher just lost a backer, and then found another one, and got such a powerful treasure...

Sure enough, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other!

At this time, Nezha caressed the Nightmare Gun fondly, but did not forget his master: "Master, here is my master's gift."

Bodhi rolled his eyes: "You pretend to be a filial son, let me do it Bleeding? Ask for a beating!”

Nezha said: “As long as you give me the gift. Master, just give me a beating."

Bodhi laughed silently, shook his head, then looked at Qin Yao, took out a slender green, shining six-section bamboo pole from his backhand, and handed it forward: " This is for you.”

“Bamboo?”

Nezha frowned and said: "Master, why are you so stingy? You don't have to be like this when you are a kiss from another generation, right?"

Bodhi was so angry at him that he ignored Qin Yao's outstretched hands and picked up the bamboo pole. Knocked on the naughty boy's forehead.

In an instant, Nezha found that his sense of sight, smell, taste, hearing, touch, and intuition had all disappeared.

Can't see, smell, feel, hear, or touch. Even my thinking seems to be frozen and I can no longer think.

This feeling was so terrifying that it filled his eyes with fear, but he had no choice but to do anything.

Afterwards, Bodhi touched his head, and Nezha returned to normal. He looked at the bamboo in the other person's hand with lingering fear: "It's so scary. He was hit so lightly. He didn't even feel any pain. There was no pain." It feels like it has been turned into a stone... Master, what kind of magic weapon is this? "

"You know how powerful it is, do you still think I am stingy, Master?" Bodhi snorted. Laughter, anger, and curse all come from the heart, as one pleases.

Nezha said with a flattering smile on his face: "Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled, I just said it casually. Master, please tell me quickly, what kind of treasure is this." "

Bodhi turned around and delivered the bamboo pole to Qin Yao's hand, and said lightly: "This is one of the ten innate spiritual roots of bitter bamboo, which can be exterminated. The six senses, that is, sealing off the opponent's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness, will make you unconscious in an instant. How can you defeat you if your opponent suddenly loses all consciousness during the battle? "

Qin Yao silently grasped the bamboo pole with slightly cool tentacles, but a name quickly flashed in his mind: Six Pure Bamboos!

In the original work of Fengshen, Zhunti once used this treasure to create the prototype of Wuyunxian, and then threw it into the Bade Pond in Lingshan, where it became an ornamental pet turtle.

Who is this Wuyunxian?

When fighting alone, he defeated the red sperm in three rounds, turned around and knocked down Guangchengzi with a hammer, and his identity in the Jiejiao was as the Attendant of the Seven Immortals head.

Such a peerless demon king finally fell to the fate of an ornamental fish. The horror of becoming a god and calamity is evident.

This aspect also illustrates the importance of taking sides. Qin Yao feels that unless Patriarch Hongjun can stand with Tongtian Cult Leader, no one else can win if they stand by his side!

Having said that, this bamboo seems to prove one thing.

Bodhi is either Zhunti's clone, or one of the three corpses of the other party.

A while ago, I reminded Tongtian Sect to be wary of Western religions, but now I have worshiped Bodhi as my teacher. This is just a trick of fate...

At the same time.

Inside Biyou Palace.

Sitting cross-legged on the blue cloud bed, Master Tongtian slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Under the cloud bed, a Taoist with a long beard and black face, wearing soap clothes and a silk ribbon around his waist, looked strong and fierce and asked in a low voice: "Why does the master sigh?"

Tong Tiandao: "I lament that fate is unpredictable and things in the world are unpredictable. Wuyunxian, do you know Shen Gongbao's surname?" Name?"

The Taoist nodded: "I have heard that he is the Golden Immortal with the lowest cultivation level, the lowest strength, and the lowest evaluation among the Chan Sect."

"The lowest cultivation level and strength. Refutation, but the lowest evaluation is due to prejudice. ”

Tongtian waved his hand and said: "I can see that this demon has a beautiful chest, unparalleled intelligence, and far-reaching vision. I, the disciple of Jiejiao, lack such a think tank and strategist.

Therefore, I will personally take charge of the game and create a wedge. His relationship with Chanmen finally achieved something, which made Yuanshi expel him from the school.

But he did not. I once thought that even so, he had no intention of choosing me to intercept him. Instead, he worshiped Bodhi."

His sword array diagram is still in Qin Yao's body, so he can check the opponent's situation at any time...< br>
In fact, if the other party is willing to switch to Jie Jiao, the Zhu Xian Sword Picture and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are the meeting gifts given to the other party.

Yuan Shi can take away the Four Swords of Zhu Xian from Shen Gongbao's body, then he can get the swords back from Yuxu Palace!

Wuyunxian was a little surprised and asked: "Master, who is this Bodhi?"

"Bodhi."

The sky-wide eyes flickered, faintly Said: "A very interesting existence."

It's night.

Qin Yao stood on the fairy cloud of Bodhi and was led by the other party to a strange mountain. He saw that the mountain was entangled with old trees with dead vines, and it was an ancient journey across the world.

The crow of the quiet bird is close, and the sound of the source is clear.

There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows on the cliffs everywhere.

Looking down from a high altitude, it feels like one mountain and one world.

Bodhi waved his whisk, and brought Qin Yao down from the clouds, and came to a stone tablet. On this stone tablet were engraved with ten big characters: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxing Cave.

"Let's go."

Bodhi said lightly, climbed up the steps, crossed the stone monument, and walked into the cave. In the cave, there was another world: the fairy deer croaked, the phoenix spread its wings, and the spiritual ape Cranes can be seen everywhere, making it a wonderful place for immortals.

Shaoqing, Bodhi took him to a lotus seat, turned around and sat on the lotus seat, and asked leisurely: "Do you need my help with your injury?"

Qin Yao did not hesitate. Said: "Need!" Although Yuan Shi did not destroy his cultivation, his rough behavior of seizing the sword hurt his foundation.

If he were to repair it himself, it would probably take at least hundreds of years of hard work.

With the help of his master, he would not have presented himself as a hero.

Bodhi tore open the void in front of him, took out a fist-sized water ball from a sparkling golden treasure pool, then closed the void like a zipper, and hit Qin Yao with the water ball.

The moment the water mass came into contact with Qin Yao's body, it passed through the physical body and reached the soul, turning into streams of pure power to repair the broken kingdom of God.

In just a moment, the injury that had almost become a hidden danger was cured. Qin Yao even felt a sense of improvement, and the five qi in his body were ready to move...

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Yao paid homage and said sincerely.

Bodhi shook his head, and then stretched his palm out of Qin Yao's kingdom like the beginning of time, gently pulled out the stone plate given by Tongtian, and finally delivered it to Qin Yao's hand: "You want this thing I'm sorry, I'll return it to Biyou Palace in two days."

"Master, is this the Immortal Killing Sword Formation?" Qin Yao asked.

Bodhi said: "It's not just that! This sword array contains the supreme swordsmanship inheritance that reaches the sky. Let's talk about it. He respects you very much."

Qin Yao: "..."

Among the three religions, Yuanshi abandoned him like a shoe, while Tongtian held him in high regard.

Among the two saints, Jieyin turned a blind eye to him, while Zhunti treated him favorably.

This feeling is really complicated.

Thinking of Bodhi's great sage, Qin Yao pursed his lips and couldn't help asking: "Master, are you a Buddha or a Tao?"

Bodhi smiled slightly and said: "Can't it be both?"

Qin Yao: "..."

He originally thought that the other party would say that Buddha is the Tao.

Bodhi said again: "Learning from each other's strong points, complementing each other's weaknesses, and understanding everything. This is the way of my disciples. So, you don't have to worry about abandoning the way and following the Buddha."

Qin Yao was told that he was worried. , his face suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Master... you are really good at judging people."

Bodhi laughed heartily and was in a very happy mood: "Of course, otherwise, how could I accept you as my disciple?"

Qin Yao boldly asked: "Master, our goal in Fangcun Mountain is What?"

"We have no goals." Bodhi said meaningfully: "You don't have to do anything... you just do what you want to do."

Qin. Yao understood.

The great development of Western religion is the goal of Chunti, not the goal of Bodhi.

This person is probably one of Zhunti's three corpses, not a clone of the other party, and has a completely independent personality.

Of course, it is also possible not to put all the eggs in the same basket, in case Western religion suffers a backlash, and there is still a way out.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Bodhi asked kindly.

Qin Yao thought for a while and said, "Does Master have any expectations for me?"

"Expectations..."

Bodhi looked thoughtful and immediately said: "How about playing the role of the founding disciple of Fangcun Mountain?"

Qin Yao nodded heavily: "Yes."

"Do you have any questions?" Bodhi road.

Qin Yao: "No more..."

"Since you don't have any more, I'll ask you." Bodhi said with a smile.

Qin Yao said respectfully: "Master, please speak."

Bodhi gave a thumbs up and said: "The foundation of your Taoism is the twelve-level karma fire red lotus, right?"

Qin Yao His mind trembled, and he pretended to be calm: "Yes."

"This thing has disappeared for so long, I didn't expect it to fall into I always thought it would be in the Styx..." Bodhi murmured to himself, then came back to his senses, looked at the cold sweat on Qin Yao's forehead and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't steal your things as a teacher. "

Qin Yao smiled and said: "I'm not worried, I don't think you can..."

"Second question, are you still worried about your thoughts now?" Bodhi asked.

Qin Yao was stunned and fell silent.

After a long time, he slowly raised his eyes and said seriously: "Disciple has no worries in his heart anymore."

From the moment he forcibly seized the sword from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he and Chanjiao had severed all ties with each other. What the hell could be wrong?

"Even so, why don't the five qi return to their original state?" Bodhi shouted lightly.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and immediately sat cross-legged, circulating the immortal energy in his body, connecting the energy of the five emperors of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and rushed directly to the head of the soul.

Different from the attempts in the past two years, this time the five qi merged naturally and smoothly, and the realm of the Kingdom of God seemed to have been lifted from a layer of restrictions, which immediately greatly increased the tolerance of the immortal qi.

Bodhi smiled slightly, raised his hand and released a spirit gathering array, quickly gathering the surrounding spiritual energy.

Qin Yao greedily absorbed this spiritual energy, and could feel that he was growing crazily, or getting stronger every moment.

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how much spiritual energy he absorbed. The realm of the Kingdom of God in his soul finally reached its maximum capacity, and then he stopped.

Qin Yao took a long breath and stood up slowly. The powerful feeling actually gave him an illusion, as if he could tear open the void just by thinking about it.

"Congratulations, you have been promoted to the level of a second-rate immortal god in this world." Bodhi said with a smile.

Qin Yao: "..."

All five Qi have been achieved, but he is still a second-rater.

Really.

The false sense of invincibility that I am now so strong in was simply dispelled by Bodhi's words.

"Master, I feel that my cultivation speed has been very fast, very fast." After a moment, Qin Yao said weakly.

Bodhi paused for a moment and sighed: "Disciple, you are so short-sighted."

Qin Yao: "..."

"Forget it, don't mention it. Now, you’re not happy after saying this.” Bodhi waved his hand and said, “I think your sutra is quite interesting. What kind of sutra is this?”

Hearing this, Qin Yao scratched his head.

Ancestor Bodhi got the great Immortal Art from me...

And then pass it on to Sun Wukong in the future? ? ?