The brothers and sisters in Fangcun Mountain became increasingly happy.
It’s not just the stern Patriarch Bodhi who didn’t come back for a long time after going out some time ago.
Recently, I don’t know what medicine the dead monkey took.
There hasn't been any noise for a long time.
It is rare for everyone to be quiet.
With no master to watch over and no annoying monkeys, everyone was very happy, just like ordinary people celebrating the New Year.
Everyone, please seize this rare time and practice hard.
"Hey, because of that damn monkey's noise during this time, I always feel that my cultivation has deteriorated a lot. If it doesn't work, I have to practice it again."
"To be honest, I'm still a little uncomfortable with the lack of noise from monkeys these days. I always feel like something is missing."
"You're just looking for trouble on your own. Is it possible that you want that monkey to continue to bother you?"
"No, no, I definitely don't want to hear that monkey's noise anymore."
Recalling Sun Wukong’s noise.
Everyone couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes.
They were really annoyed by Sun Wukong.
I even don’t understand why Patriarch Bodhi never got rid of this annoying monkey.
Not even harsh criticism.
So much so that they suffered so much.
Everyone gratefully enjoyed the tranquility at this moment and began to practice.
"Brothers, please watch my sword-swallowing technique!"
"What's your point of swallowing a knife? Look at my flame-breathing technique!"
"I have the skill of sitting on fire. I can resist fire and avoid fire. I don't care if you burn me."
…
Everyone showed off their respective skills.
Others competed with each other and practiced,
Little did I know.
There were two golden lights outside the training ground, watching their every move,
"So that's it."
"The running route of the exercises here is like this, and the hand techniques should be used like this."
Sun Wukong studied the magic seriously and showed it to everyone.
Most of the mana in his body has been eliminated.
His cultivation has reached the astonishing peak of Xuanxian Mirror!
Just one step away from the Golden Immortal!
Such a terrifying cultivation talent.
Once others find out, it will definitely shock everyone.
As expected, he is worthy of being called the Lingming Stone Monkey, and he is indeed worthy of being the person who deserves the calamity of Journey to the West.
And what's even scarier is...
Sun Wukong still contains a large amount of magic power in his body, which has not been completely eliminated.
As long as he practices slowly, his cultivation level will be even higher!
The calamity has not yet begun, but the people who should be calamity have already gained extraordinary strength.
The general trend cannot be changed, and the small trend has already changed.
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Outside the Thirty-third Heaven, there is a simple dojo.
This is the ashram of Chunti Saint, one of the two saints of the Tiandao Sage and one of the two sages of Western religion.
Zhunti is an image of an old man with a sad face, describing him as thin and withered.
It looks miserable and pitiful.
It means that all living beings suffer.
His appearance was already miserable enough, but at this moment, he was even more miserable.
"Fellow Taoist, are you saying that Sun Monkey eats fairy fruits all day long?"
Zhunti looked at Patriarch Bodhi in disbelief.
The expression on his face was speechless.
"I'm not kidding you, give me the fairy fruit."
"All the fairy fruits I saved before were lost to that monkey."
Bodhi spread his hands helplessly.
Complain grievances to the body.
"Impossible? How can the monkey eat it so much?"
It’s not that Zhunti doesn’t believe it.
But this fact is really amazing.
Even if you eat too much ordinary fruits, your body will have problems.
Not to mention the fairy fruit.
The fairy fruit contains majestic spiritual power, and it must be refined in time before eating.
Otherwise, the meridians will be blocked, and in severe cases, the body may even explode and die.
How could Sun Wukong eat so many fairy fruits when he didn't even know how to practice?
"How is it impossible!"
"That monkey not only ate up all the fairy fruits I collected."
"In desperation, I had no choice but to snatch the burning lamp."
Patriarch Bodhi frowned and revealed another shocking piece of information.
"What!"
Zhunti stared straightly, his expression extremely ugly.
Bodhi nodded, pointed at Zhunti and said:
"right."
"After I robbed Ran Deng, his expression was just like yours, as ugly as he wanted."
Zhunti was speechless.
Bodhi was one of his three corpses, so of course he knew that the other party was not lying.
The three corpses of his majestic saint actually robbed the ancient Buddha of our sect of burning lamps. This is simply too wanton and reckless.
Zhunti absolutely believes it.
Ran Deng must have hated himself to death.
"Hey, let's give the ancient Buddha more compensation in the future."
Zhunti sighed helplessly.
He looked at his Three Corpses Bodhi with resentment.
He just asked the other party to help teach a monkey, how could he cause so much trouble?
Zhunti waved his hand.
"That's all, here are the fairy fruits I collected before. You can take them too."
A ball of dense fairy light fell on the palm of Bodhi.
Bodhi smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
"Wouldn't you have done it earlier?"
"It makes me waste more time talking."
Zhunti's face froze, why would he still be blamed for taking out the fairy fruit?
In order to prevent himself from getting angry, he quickly closed his eyes and recited the scripture silently.
Bodhi did not let go and continued to give instructions:
"This should be enough for the monkey to eat for a while."
"Don't forget it."
"Next, we need to continue collecting more fairy fruits."
Zhunti couldn't help shouting:
"My Buddhist sect has not really flourished yet, so how can we get so many immortal fruits?"
"What I just gave you is all I have!"
No matter how good-tempered you are, you will still get angry.
What's more, Zhunti just looks old and miserable, which doesn't mean he has a good temper.
"If you don't give it, I have no confidence in leaving that monkey in Sanxing Cave for three hundred years."
Bodhi shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
Anyway, he is just a corpse, and it is not his turn to worry about anything that happens to Buddhism.
Zhun Ti smiled angrily.
He knew exactly what these three corpses were beating. Wasn't it just to complain to their superiors?
A child who cannot scream will have no milk to eat.
If he doesn't complain, how can he show his merits?
However, he really doesn't have any more fairy fruits.
Three hundred years of time.
The fairy fruit used to feed a monkey will be an astronomical amount!
No matter how saintly Zhunti is, he can't help Sun Wukong eating the fairy fruit.
"You and I are one, and you know some things without me having to say them."
"I really don't have any more."
"The one with the most fairy fruits belongs to Heaven."
Heaven.
The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were originally just boys in Zixiao Palace.
Zhunti looked down upon them at all.
However, the Queen Mother had a peach orchard full of peaches and various fairy fruits.
In the endless years.
The Queen Mother also holds peach gatherings regularly.
This shows that there are abundant fairy fruits.
Buddhism is lacking precisely these treasures.
Bodhi curled his lips angrily.
"Do you still need to tell me? I don't know."
"No matter how many fairy fruits there are in heaven, they still belong to them. If you have the ability, you can borrow them."
Zhunti smiled bitterly.
In order to use the power of Heaven, Buddhism has transferred many benefits to Heaven, and even given away the quota of people who should be robbed.
Where can I find other capital to borrow fairy fruit?
If this continues, the journey to the west will determine whether the Buddha's teachings will travel eastward or the immortals will come to the world.