The Bodhi Hall is like a gathering hall of bandits, except for the tiger-skin chairs and the huge righteous flag of justice for heaven.
Bodhi had a headache. The monkey in front of him, who had extraordinary powers and whom he loved, hated and hesitated, was really giving him a headache.
He has so many disciples, and each one is higher than him. In the end, they all call Monkey "big brother."
There were a few who didn't shout, and the monkeys even started talking in front of Bodhi, which really didn't give them any face.
Although these people are Bodhi disciples, they actually have teachers behind them.
I just took advantage of the opportunity of traveling to the west to come here to learn from the monkey again.
After the monkey leaves, these immortals or disciples of the demon king will immediately return to their respective mountains and courtyards.
Mingyue has been by Sun Wukong's side. She was a little curious, looking at the human head with drool and white wings that had been floating above Sun Wukong's head.
Only Bodhi understands this thing, "Isn't it a flying knife that kills immortals? Why is it collaborating with monkeys? And where did this thing come from? It's something that makes my scalp numb just by looking at it."
Among the many disciples of Bodhi, some of them knew this thing, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
Of course, most of them don't know them.
"Brother, what is that human head on your head? Is it a magic weapon you refined?"
A Bodhi disciple asked half-jokingly.
Mingyue also said curiously: "Wukong, what is he? He cannot sense living existence."
The ever-changing smile on the Flying Knife's face looked weird and unpleasant, but at this time his mouth was drooling, "Eat, eat, a lot of food."
"Pfft,"
Before Sun Wukong could speak, Mingyue laughed. She was in a good mood today.
"Turns out he is a foodie."
"Little girl, give me your soul to eat."
Sun Wukong took out a blood-red gourd and said, "I don't know if this gourd is strong or not."
"Brother, don't make trouble," Xianxian Feidao immediately softened his tone.
"From now on, if there is something for you to eat, I promise you that one day I will make sure you are full." Sun Wukong said.
Bodhi felt his scalp was numb. This monkey was making big moves. He was a little worried about the future and the safety of heaven.
"This monkey is in the realm of Da Luo, and he fought to the death alive. Guanyin is talking about the world. This... is really going to cause havoc in the heaven."
Thoughts raced in Bodhi's mind, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Wukong, come with me."
Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Old man, what's the matter?"
The muscles on Bodhi's face twitched, "Humph, love will come or not."
Bodhi turned around and left.
Sun Wukong said to his back: "If anything happens, come to me in the middle of the night."
Bodhi paused, so angry that he wanted to turn around and beat up the monkey.
"Hold it, hold it," Bodhi's face turned dark and he walked away.
At night, Sun Wukong left Mingyue in the room. Mingyue's face was as red as an apple, steam was constantly evaporating from her head, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Mingyue, it's not long before I leave Fangcun Mountain." Sun Wukong suddenly said.
In an instant, Mingyue's face turned from red to green, "Do you have to leave?"
"I don't have to leave, but I guess the old man Bodhi won't let me go," Sun Wukong said.
"You are so good, it's impossible for the master to drive you away." Mingyue stood up in a hurry.
Sun Wukong didn't say anything, he just poured a glass of wine for Mingyue and another glass of wine for himself.
He drank it in one gulp, and Mingyue sat down again and fell silent.
"Why don't you say goodbye to me with a drink?" Sun Wukong said.
"I……"
Mingyue didn't know whether he could drink this glass of wine in this sentimental anger. If he drank this glass of wine, he...
"Will we meet again?" Mingyue said.
Sun Wukong looked at her and said, "Maybe never."
Mingyue suddenly became excited and said: "Why, why? Have you never liked me? But I...I like you, do you know?"
Mingyue said such words, which made her extremely determined. As soon as she said the words, she felt relieved. For more than two hundred years, she missed Sun Wukong's safe return every day.
However, did he really return safely, but did the permanent separation begin like this?
"No - no -" Mingyue overturned the table, threw herself into Sun Wukong's arms and said, "I don't want you to leave, I'll go find the teacher right away and tell you."
"Mingyue!?"
At this time, Bodhi's voice came from outside the door, and the door opened automatically. Without the table, Sun Wukong took out the wine glass from the system supermarket and continued to pour it for himself.
"The old man is here."
Mingyue came to Bodhi with a quick step and said: "Master, don't let Sun Wukong leave Fangcun, okay?"
Bodhi sighed and said: "Mingyue, you have moved your heart. He has his destiny and must leave, but you can choose to leave with him or stay with me."
Mingyue was stunned, "I..."
"Old man, come and have a drink." Sun Wukong said, "I spent two points to buy it."
"integral??"
Bodhi couldn't keep up with Sun Wukong's brain circuit, but he still took the wine glass and said: "Mingyue, you go out first, I will talk to him."
There was hesitation in Mingyue's eyes. She had been with Patriarch Bodhi for thousands of years and had never thought of leaving Bodhi one day.
“Good wine.”
Bodhi exclaimed, "Maybe it's no worse than the jade liquid and nectar in heaven."
"Of course, you old man is lucky, this is Maotai."
Bodhi felt more and more that he couldn't see through the monkey in front of him. Every word he said sometimes revealed something strange.
Can such a person really be used as a chess piece?
"Are you very hesitant? Is it difficult to choose?" Sun Wukong said.
Bodhi's body trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked at Sun Wukong, dumbfounded, "What is he talking about, what is he guiding me? Does he know what I am thinking? This is impossible, I am the perfect state of Daluo Jinxian."
"Sometimes, if you want to see a person's heart, you don't necessarily need powerful magic or profound Taoism." Sun Wukong poured himself another drink and said: "Look at the invincible general who fights in the mortal world.
He must be the best in the world in martial arts, and his brain is probably more powerful than his strength."
Bodhi was shocked and secretly made a final decision.
"Perhaps you are right. I have a secret book here called 'The Way of Strengthening the Right Way,' but I haven't learned even half of it. I'll give it to you before I leave."
At this time, Bodhi took out a golden book and said, "This secret book is not produced by the day after tomorrow, but by nature. It was produced from chaos, and its history can be traced back to before Pangu.
Many powerful people only know that this is a ‘Secret Book of Strength’ but they don’t know how to practice it.”
Sun Wukong's heart and soul trembled. When this secret book appeared in the air, it had an inexplicable attraction to his whole body. His golden stomach and golden kidneys began to become active.
Golden blood steamed out of his body.
His hands were trembling a little. He directly took the secret book and opened it to read. His pupils shrank sharply, and they were all covered with curved golden lines, "like an endless small intestine."