Chapter 16: You evil beast, you have been wronged
Countless thoughts started spinning rapidly.
What do you mean?
When will he reveal his cultivation?
"Wukong, what my teacher said is, show your cultivation, show your progress over the past year."
Sun Wukong looked dull: "Master, didn't I reveal it? Did my disciple recite it wrongly?"
suddenly.
Ancestor Bodhi's face fell, and his eyes shot out magical powers.
As soon as he took a look, he felt that the turbid air was rolling at the spiritual platform and rushing towards all the major acupoints around his body.
"Obstacle!"
He shouted softly and waved his cattail leaf fan violently, and Sun Wukong flew backwards.
"Obstacle, evil obstacle."
Bodhi trembled and sat up cross-legged, and hurriedly recited the Pure Heart Mantra silently. After two hours, he finally suppressed the turbid air.
Bodhi exhaled a long breath and thought carefully for a moment.
Glancing at the trembling Lingyun, he cursed secretly, being so stupid and as dull as that monkey.
"Come closer."
"Yes."
Bodhi's lips opened slightly, and a series of mantras entered Lingyun's mind.
After a while, he asked: "Do you remember it?"
"Disciple remembers it."
"This method is called Somersault Cloud, and it was passed down to Wukong."
‘哐……’
The cave was closed, and Bodhi secretly thought to himself, "No matter what, that evil obstacle may be slow, but fortunately he won't cause trouble."
Just let him stay in the mountains.
Seven years later, I asked Laojun for a few golden elixirs so that he could enter the Taiyi Golden Fairyland.
It's just this evil beast. I must never see him again.
He actually regards reciting formulas as spiritual practice, which is as stupid as a pig.
After seeing him a few times, I must be in a bad mood.
What a curse.
"Ancestor..."
In the cave, I suddenly remembered a majestic and solemn voice.
Patriarch Bodhi nodded solemnly: "World Honored One."
"Well, the scripture seeker just died in a tiger's mouth and has entered the third reincarnation. In another seven lives, he will be born in the east. What happened to the hozen?"
Tathagata and others can calculate Sun Wukong's situation.
But it takes effort after all.
Bodhi shook his head and sighed: "It's so stupid that he actually takes chanting sutras as a practice. He has been reciting the seventy-two transformations of heavenly immortals and earthly evils for a full year. I am so angry."
The Tathagata said "Hmm", but there was no sadness or joy, and he seemed to be making calculations.
After a long while, he finally said: "This hozen is a clever stone monkey. A clever stone monkey should be smarter than a human being. Why is it so? But it was a pretense to deceive the ancestors."
"No, no."
Patriarch Bodhi waved his cattail leaf fan and said calmly:
"He doesn't know the general situation, doesn't ask about the way of heaven, he only seeks immortality and eternal life, and he practices hard every day. There is absolutely no deception or pretense."
"That hozen has no cultivation. The ancestor still needs to worry about this section."
"It doesn't matter, I have already planned it."
"Amitabha..."
The Tathagata's solemn and solemn voice finally dissipated.
……
Back mountain.
In the cave.
Lingyun said angrily: "Wukong, you have been studying the great immortal arts for a year?"
"Yes, I have practiced hard for a year, why did Master hit me?"
Sun Wukong was laughing so hard in his heart, but he pretended to be aggrieved and did not show any courtesy. He lay on the bed and buried his head under the quilt. Lingyun shook his head helplessly.
Let’s say he doesn’t practice hard. He has been reciting sutras for a full year.
Let’s just say he works hard, chanting sutras has no use.
Seeing that Sun Wukong was so wronged that he was dying, he felt that this junior brother was pitiful and irritating.
That's all, Wukong is indeed a bit dull, so I'll give him some pointers.
"Wukong, get up. Master is going to teach you a somersault cloud."
"Don't learn."
"No, Wukong, this somersault cloud is a thousand miles away. You really don't want to learn."
"Don't learn, don't learn, never learn again."
"Oh, you... okay."
Lingyun stretched out his hand to grab it, and there was a pen and paper in his hand.
With a few swipes, he wrote the formula for somersault clouds on the paper, then stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew towards the front mountain.
After entering the Xianyue Sanxing Cave, he cupped his hands and said, "Sir, Wukong has been wronged so much that he doesn't want to learn anymore."
Bodhi snorted softly.
What a bastard, he was wronged.
Taking sutra chanting as a spiritual practice is as stupid as a pig.
"That's all, that's all, if you don't learn, you won't learn."
Lingyun said: "Master, don't worry, I will supervise you more in the future."
"No, you don't want to go either. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, just leave him alone."
Lingyun was a little confused, but still said: "Yes."
……
Cold comes and summer comes.
Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Sun Wukong was riding on a peach tree, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the mountains.
suddenly.
The system prompt sounds.
[The host is detected and left rotten for seven consecutive years, and is rewarded with 8,400 years of practice experience. 】
[The host is detected...]
"Choose the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique."
Return to the cave that night.
Sun Wukong was lying on the bed, thinking to himself, he must continue to delay as long as he can, one day at a time.
The longer you wait, the less likely you are to go to jail.
It’s just strange that Mr. Bodhi and Lingyun are ignoring me.
There has been no movement at all for six full years, which is so strange.
After thinking about it for a while, he wanted to turn over and sleep, but found that he couldn't turn over and couldn't even move his fingers. He couldn't help but be shocked.
Just as he was about to call out, his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.
Then, a juice mixed with the aroma of grass and trees flowed into the mouth.
A big hand pressed on the chest, guiding the spiritual energy surging to the extreme in the juice to travel through the acupoints all over the body.
Finally, they all entered the spiritual platform.
Sun Wukong only felt that the spiritual platform was like a dark abyss, filled with spiritual energy.
After another moment, my whole body relaxed and I could finally move my fingers.
When he opened his eyes, the cave was empty.
The large yellow and black trees at the entrance of the cave were sleeping soundly like thunder, without any movement.
It was probably Bodhi who took action.
Sun Wukong thought, I asked him why he ignored me and didn't care about my progress in cultivation. It turned out that he wanted to infuse me directly.
As soon as the old thing took action, I couldn't even move.
It seems that the right thing to do is to mess it up.
(End of chapter)