Patriarch Bodhi hurriedly and slowly rushed back to Fangcun Mountain.
Seeing that Sun Wukong was still there, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Disciple, what are you doing?"
Scanning the disciples in the courtyard, Bodhi felt extremely confused.
What's wrong with these guys?
Why are they all lying on the ground, as if they have been beaten?
Could it be that some thieves invaded Fangcun Mountain?
But that's not right, he didn't notice the outsider's aura at all.
There are no signs of break-in at the mountain gate.
what is going on?
Could it be that these guys were fighting each other?
Patriarch Bodhi glanced at the disciples and couldn't help but frown.
Not long after he left, these guys started fighting with each other and started fighting among themselves.
It seems that the teaching is still not enough.
When the disciples saw that Patriarch Bodhi was finally back, they were filled with tears of excitement.
So many of them couldn't defeat Sun Wukong, which deeply affected their confidence.
But, as long as Patriarch Bodhi comes back, everything will be over.
No matter how good Sun Wukong is, he will never be able to defeat the Grandmaster!
"Master!"
The disciples prostrated themselves one after another, preparing to accuse Sun Wukong of secretly learning magic, accusing him of being disrespectful and bullying his senior brothers.
But he just opened his mouth.
Patriarch Bodhi immediately waved his hand impatiently.
"You guys, I'm just going out."
"You just relax in your cultivation, fight and fight, and so on. I will punish you with three days of confinement!"
The disciples were all stunned.
They were obviously beaten, so what is a fight?
Moreover, they are obviously trying to keep Sun Wukong around for the sake of Patriarch Bodhi!
"But Master..."
"Right now!"
Everyone wanted to explain again, but Patriarch Bodhi was already angry.
You cheat and cheat, and you dare to disobey yourself!
He immediately shouted angrily.
"If you dare to say another word again, you will be punished for a hundred days!"
The disciples were almost crying because of their grievance.
In order to keep Sun Wukong, they were beaten severely.
Instead, he was punished by Patriarch Bodhi.
Even, they didn't listen to their explanation at all.
No one dared to say another word for fear of being punished more severely.
One by one, their heads drooped, they hurried away dejectedly.
"Wukong, is this good?"
Grandmaster Bodhi thought he had helped Sun Wukong vent his anger, so he smiled calmly with a caring look.
"Just say yes."
Sun Wukong scratched his head, totally confused.
Maybe those senior brothers were too weak, so they were punished by the master.
"By the way, Master, you've come back just in time. I'm going back to Huaguo Mountain."
Sun Wukong bowed respectfully, picked up his bag and left.
"Disciple, don't leave!"
"What do you think this is in my master's hand?"
Bodhi flipped his palm and immediately took out a fairy fruit.
The spirit is overflowing and the fragrance is fragrant.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up.
"Master, is this for me to eat?"
Bodhi smiled and stroked his beard.
He knew that as long as he had the immortal fruit, he could keep Sun Wukong.
"This is the fairy fruit that my master found from the upper world just for you. Try it and see."
"Thank you, Master."
Sun Wukong quickly thanked him, took the fairy fruit, and ate it in big gulps.
Every bite is bursting with spiritual energy, and every bite is full of sweetness.
"This fairy fruit is so delicious, better than the ones before."
Bodhi smiled.
This is Zhunti's collection. The fact that the saint can see it and put it away specifically is enough to show how extraordinary this fairy fruit is.
Bodhi is just a corpse, how can a saint be rich?
"My dear disciple, is it delicious? I still have some here."
As he spoke, Bodhi deliberately displayed more fairy fruits.
Show off your wealth.
Sun Wukong clapped his hands and said with a cheerful smile:
"delicious."
"Master, give it all to me quickly."
"Why didn't you pick it for me to eat before?"
Patriarch Bodhi's face turned dark and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He didn’t have it before either!
Although he robbed the main body this time and got a lot of fairy fruits, he still couldn't stop Monkey King from eating them.
No, he must find a way to reduce the consumption of fairy fruits.
"Disciple, do you want to learn immortal magic?"
Sun Wukong was overjoyed.
He left Huaguo Mountain and went to sea just to learn immortal magic.
He nodded quickly.
"I want to learn, I want to learn!"
The senior brothers have already learned the seventy-two transformations, but they are worried that they have nothing to learn and nothing to eat, so they want to leave.
He has been here for so many years, and the master finally began to teach immortal magic.
Sun Wukong was extremely excited.
After all, there are plentiful fairy fruits in Huaguo Mountain, and his ultimate goal is to learn the magic of immortality.
Bodhi smiled.
"Okay, then my master will start teaching you the immortal method from today on."
"But I agreed in advance that only if you study well, you will get the fairy fruit. If you don't study well, you won't get any."
This is Bodhi's plan.
Use the Immortal Technique to impart immortality to limit the speed at which Sun Wukong eats the Immortal Fruit.
By the time.
It's just that Sun Wukong himself can't learn well, so he can't eat the fairy fruit.
In this case, it has nothing to do with him.
In order to eat the fairy fruit, Sun Wukong has to learn stronger skills, which also kills two birds with one stone.
"Just take a look at it, Master."
"I, Mr. Sun, will definitely study hard."
It only took Sun Wukong one year to learn the seventy-two transformations of Earth Evil.
My heart is full of confidence.
Patriarch Bodhi also secretly rejoiced, thinking that he had found a wonderful way to limit the consumption of fairy fruits.
"Master, please teach me the immortal method now."
Sun Wukong quickly urged.
"That's fine."
Patriarch Bodhi nodded.
It's better to choose the day than to hit it. He just came back and he didn't want to be bothered by this monkey every day.
Teach an immortal technique first, and you will be able to become pure in the next period of time.
"Well, what magical skills do you want to learn?"
Sun Wukong scratched his head.
"But as long as the master is willing to teach me, as long as it is an immortal method, the disciple will learn it!"
Patriarch Bodhi nodded, very satisfied with Sun Wukong's attitude.
"Um."
"How about I teach you how to pray to immortals, ask for divination, and ward off evil spirits?"
Sun Wukong was a little confused.
"Master, can this method lead to immortality?"
Bodhi shook his head slightly.
"Can't, can't."
Sun Wukong immediately raised his hands.
"It's better to make your own decisions when asking for immortality and fortune-telling."
"Don't learn, don't learn."
Bodhi pondered slightly.
"Then I'll teach you how to recite Buddha's name and chant sutras, so that you can pay homage to the true saint, okay?"
"Can I live forever?"
"It's like fishing for the moon in the water. You can only see it, but you can't fish it out. In the end, it's all in vain."
"Reciting Buddha's name and chanting sutras is not as good as keeping your skills in mind and not studying."
"Then how about I teach you how to meditate and abstain from eating fast?"
"Can I live forever?"
"It's like looking at flowers in a mirror, but you can't pick them if you want to."
“If you don’t want to study, it’s better to meditate than to fight with a stick!”
Sun Wukong was a little anxious, scratching his head and ears.
After finally waiting for the master to teach the immortal method, how could he learn those ordinary things.
"Master doesn't speak readily, but I am an honest person."
"I want to learn real immortal magic."
Patriarch Bodhi frowned and looked angry.
"You don't learn this, you don't learn that."
"Isn't it so easy to learn immortal magic?"
"The real immortal magic is profound and obscure, and extremely difficult to understand."