"Who?! How dare you plot against this demon? I will cut you into pieces today!"
The real demon Wuyi roared, no longer maintaining his body, and the demonic energy boiled, revealing his true form.
Scales, horns, long tail.
His violent blood-stained eyes looked toward the back mountain.
An old man's figure came from the back mountain. His green robe was wide and his attitude was calm. He took one step out of the back mountain, crossed the blue clouds with another step, and then descended to the top of the mountain. Then the blue clouds gathered, the landslide disappeared, and everything returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
appearance.
"Ancestor Bodhi!"
The real monster Wu Yi screamed and turned around to run away
But soon a thought occurred to him, 'No, Bodhi has suffered a calamity, and his vitality is almost extinct... This is not the true body, but a portrait.'
"Teacher!" Taoist Wuyou looked ecstatic and knelt down, "Disciple Wuyou, I would like to pay my respects to the teacher. Endless years have passed, and today I finally see you again."
After saying this, he looked guilty and said, "It's my incompetence that allowed the real demon to act violently and disturbed your recuperation. Please punish me, teacher!"
The mountain guard was surprised and happy, and immediately knelt down with a "plop", but looking at the scene in front of him, he felt a little familiar...he hesitated, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Ancestor Bodhi looked at it, "Wuyou, when did you notice that I was paying attention to the painting? You are really promising, why are you so miserable in front of me? You still want me to help you up and give you a few words of praise?"
Taoist Wuyou had a bitter look on his face, "Teacher, you have misunderstood. How could I be so virtuous and capable as a disciple to discover your arrangement... This disciple is serious and will risk his life to defend the dignity of the mountain. Please be aware of this, teacher!"
Patriarch Bodhi said calmly: "At the risk of death? Okay, you can go. Don't worry, when this real demon kills you, I will definitely take action to avenge you."
Cold sweat instantly covered his back, and Taoist Wuyou shouted, "Disciple, I know my mistake. Please forgive me, teacher. I won't dare to do it again!"
Mountain Keeper:......
The eyes are as wide as copper bells!
What the hell? Where is my master who is upright and honorable and willing to die? This is the result. Aren’t you and I playing the same thing before?
It turns out that I wrongly blamed Third Senior Brother. He must have been influenced by Master to teach me this way.
In the hearts of the mountain guards, the glorious and majestic image of Taoist Wuyou will never come back.
Fan Yue fell into a deep silence. He frowned and looked at Taoist Wuyou, thinking, is this the unknown side of Bodhi? It is very different from the impression.
As for Taoist Wuyou, he could not care about the opinions of others at this time, and said sadly: "Teacher, I really know that I am wrong. I just feel that... you have been sleeping for a long time, and I am afraid that you will forget that this is the reason why I made such a move. I want you to
Teacher, please pay more attention to me."
"Hmph!" Patriarch Bodhi sneered, "I think you have worked hard this time, so I won't argue with you for the time being."
"Thank you, teacher!" Taoist Wuyou was overjoyed and stood up, "Teacher, my junior brother is back. You must have been here long ago. Even today, I admire you very much. Junior brother, what are you doing here? The teacher is here, come quickly.
Meet the teacher!"
Junior brother? Which junior brother? The mountain guard who was trapped in the trap has not yet come back to his senses. When he looked at Taoist Wuyou, his expression suddenly froze.
It's him……
He is actually the junior uncle?!
hiss--
As soon as his eyes closed, the mountain guard fell to the ground with a "clack". No matter what, he let me faint for a while, otherwise he really didn't know how to face the next situation.
Ancestor Bodhi also looked over.
Luo Guan felt a pain in his heart and secretly thought, "Is there anyone who knows better than the ancestor himself whether he is a disciple of Bodhi? It's a blessing, not a curse. He was stabbed anyway. He gritted his teeth and came quickly, "Junior Luo Guan
, I pay my respects to Patriarch Bodhi. There were many misunderstandings before. I had no choice but to acquiesce in order to protect myself. Patriarch, please take a closer look and give me a chance."
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Taoist Wuyou was startled, then he thought thoughtfully, smiled, and stepped aside.
After a brief silence, Patriarch Bodhi said leisurely: "Idiot, now that you have returned to the mountain and see me as your master, why don't you bow down to me?"
Luo Guan's eyes widened. He was so happy at this moment that he almost followed his instinct and bent down on his knees, "Disciple Luo Guan, pay your respects to the teacher!"
With this bow, the identity is settled.
He will also receive protection from the Bodhi Patriarch. Otherwise, the real demon is currently dangerous and unpredictable, so why would the other party protect him? At this moment, looking at the Bodhi Patriarch in front of him, Luo Guan's mind was filled with emotion.
Trance.
The person in front of him and the Patriarch Bodhi who was his disciple in the dream gradually came closer and overlapped. His eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had been waiting for this day for countless years.
"Hahahaha!" Patriarch Bodhi laughed, "Okay, okay! My thirteenth disciple has finally returned to his sect today, let's celebrate!"
He turned his hands and took out a gourd from nowhere, raised his head and drank deeply, then threw it to Luo Guan, "This thing should be taken as a ceremony for you to become a disciple."
Taoist Wuyou looked envious, "Can I drink alcohol, my junior brother? If you don't like it... cough! As a brother, I have many treasures, and I would like to share with my junior brother... Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, he suffered a brain breakdown. He held his head and said, "Disciple, I was just joking with my junior brother. Teacher, please be merciful."
Luo Guan subconsciously grasped the gourd in his hand and said, "Senior Brother, Master is a gift, how dare I give it to others? Please don't blame me, Senior Brother."
"Ahem... it's a joke, it's just a joke..." Taoist Wuyou said with a sneer on his face, but he still couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the gourd.
I knew, I knew, that after having my little junior brother, I would no longer be the teacher's favorite disciple. If I hadn't been worried about this, how could I have been influenced by that boy from Shoushan and made the "begging for misfortune" in a moment of confusion?
"honor" thing.
Not to mention the futility, the teacher laughed at me, and even lost face in front of my junior brother. In the future, I will no longer be the teacher's favorite... Wow, sad, heartbroken!
Ancestor Bodhi flicked his sleeves and pulled Luo Guan to his side, "Step back and watch the teacher exorcise evil spirits today."
"Yes, teacher!" Luo Guan saluted.
At this moment, he once again felt unprecedented peace of mind.
Fan Yue's face showed some confusion. He had always been unwilling to break with Bodhi's lineage, but he never expected that Luo Guan was actually the legendary thirteenth disciple of Bodhi.
Taking a deep breath, he held up his hands and said, "Fan Yue, I want to meet Ancestor Bodhi. Today's conflict is really not what I wanted. I beg Ancestor to stop and avoid a catastrophe... Fan Yue swears that today he will only take the spirit of the Great Dao and not move.
Luo Guanfen."
Ancestor Bodhi glanced over, "The method of reincarnation of the same phase and different bodies... Well, it's more than that, but as I get older and have less energy, I can't see more clearly. Fan Yue... you are also considered a powerful person, you should have
Somewhat decent.”
"As I remember before, you suggested giving up several times. I will give you a chance to take this monster and leave Mount Bodhi. I will not pursue it any further."
Fan Yue sighed, "Ancestor, do you really want to do this?"
Patriarch Bodhi said calmly: "I never say the same thing twice."
"Old man!" Wuyi Zhenmo yelled, with demonic aura billowing from his face, "Do you think you are still the original Bodhi Patriarch? It's just a projection that was carefully created in a painting, but you still dare to act recklessly in front of this demon!
Today, this demon will remove your bones and peel off your skin to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"