A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of the monkey's mouth, and his whole body was trembling, but he clenched his fists and forced himself to hold back his head. A trace of mockery flashed through his golden pupils:

"Subhuti, you can kill me!"

"What will I kill you?"

Bodhi Patriarch smiled slightly, and the mountain-like pressure suddenly eased. The monkey lightened all over and stood up straight, but he still couldn't move, as if he was falling into the mud.

"I teach you the "Great-Level Heavenly Immortal Lesson" so I don't use it this way. In the blink of an eye, twenty-two years, but your realm is still so stubborn... It's because my teacher has neglected it, and I will listen to the sermons in the future!"

How did he know about "The Great-Classic Immortal Jue"?

The monkey was shocked, then quietly took it away and said contemptuously:

"Don't you go fart! Look at your hypocritical appearance, but your skin is thick and tight. When have you taught me? Besides, I realized this method by myself. Grandpa has never heard of "The Great-Level Immortal Jue". I don't pretend to be here!"

But the Bodhi Patriarch was not angry and said to himself:

"There are twelve words in our sect: broad, great, wisdom, wisdom, truth, nature, sea, ejaculation, enlightenment, round, awakening, and name. The teacher left in a hurry that day, and he did not give you a Dharma name. Today, I will take it together, and it happened to be..."

The monkey was furious:

"Are you deaf? Grandpa has never seen you, and you are not my master. Besides, Grandpa has a name, it's not your turn to point fingers... I understand, Grandpa's name is Sun-Wu-Kong, don't talk nonsense!"

"Sun Wukong?"

Bodhi Patriarch was stunned and then he smiled:

"Miaoji, Miaoji... The crazy guy has not returned to his position yet. You are the disciple of my Wu generation. This name is very good. Wouldn't you be destined to meet you thousands of miles away?"

"Bah!"

The monkey was furious and said sternly:

"You want to be ashamed, but what is your grandfather Sun's name? I have a no-no relationship with you!"

One forced himself to take over, the other refused to recognize him, but the Bodhi Patriarch was not bothered.

After a pause, he chanted:

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Although the Tao is mysterious, don't use the golden elixir as idle. If you don't encounter a wonderful method of being taught by a person, you can't help your tongue and get dry!"

Seeing the monkey confused, he suddenly said:

"As you understand the Dharma nature, you will get the root cause. You have already focused on the divine body, but you don't know that the three disasters are serious!"

The monkey just sneered, but didn't answer his words. The monkey was a wise man, so he crawled down and asked piously:

"Master, why are the three disasters severe?"

Bodhi Patriarch's Way:

"The "Great-Primary Heavenly Immortal Jue" is an extraordinary way, which is to seize the creation of heaven and earth, invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, and after the elixir is completed, ghosts and gods are unable to withstand. Although they have a good life, five hundred years later, thunder disasters from the sky will hit you, and they will be able to escape, and their life will be equal to the sky; if they can't escape, they will be killed. Five hundred years later, fires from the sky will burn you. This fire is not heavenly fire, nor ordinary fire, called "yin fire". It burns from the Yongquan point, and penetrates the Niyuan Palace, and the five internal organs become ashes, and all limbs are rotten, which makes thousands of years of asceticism become illusory. Five hundred years later, wind disasters will blow you. This wind is not the wind in the southeast, northwest, nor the wind in the north, nor the wind in the north, nor the wind in the sky, nor the wind in the willows, pine and bamboo, called "香油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油油�

The monkey rolled his eyes and said, "No matter how miserable you say, what do you have to do with me? My master has come long ago within five hundred years, so why are you afraid of it?"

After waiting for a long time, he was still scared. The monkey on the back kowtowed again and begged for him:

"Wang Wang Zuo has mercy on this guy's way to avoid the three disasters!"

The ancestor shook his head:

"Well, I have the general Tiangang numbers here, which should have thirty-six changes; there are general Earth Evil numbers, which should have 72 changes, which can all avoid the three disasters. What ordinary ones should Wukong learn?"

The monkey sneered:

"Grandpa doesn't learn anything! I know the truth, so let me go out to avoid suffering a lot of flesh and blood in the future... Your grandpa has lived for more than 100 years, which is enough. Five hundred years later, no matter how much he is burned by the wind and fire, he will destroy his grandpa. What's the fear?"

Bodhi Patriarch sighed:

"Stop, the fool has not yet been enlightened!"

With the long sleeves brushed, there was a cushion under the monkey's feet. Suddenly, he felt chest tightness and palpitations, but he closed the five energy in his chest and covered the three flowers on his head. For a moment, his bones and muscles were soft and he became thicker, and he couldn't help but fall on the cushion.

The Bodhi Patriarch seemed to open and close his eyes, and his treasure was solemn. He suddenly started to talk about the Three Vehicles of Buddhism. For a moment, the sky was filled with flowers and golden lotus surged over the ground.

The monkey was shocked and hurriedly closed his six senses, but he didn't want to listen. Unexpectedly, the sound came from the spiritual platform, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness sounded loudly, and it was impossible to hide!

Sneered and said:

He is farting, he is farting, he is farting...

The sound became louder and louder, gradually fighting against Miaoyin. Bodhi Patriarch only blinked his fingers slightly, and the monkey suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. With a "puff", he spit out a mouthful of blood. His face gradually became ferocious, but he still held on, saying word by word:

"He is fart..."

But he was so angry that this voice could no longer interfere with the ancestors' explanation of the supreme principles of refuge. After a while, the thirty little immortals in the hall gradually knelt down, their expressions suddenly became intoxicated and happy, but the monkey's eyes were always clear and sneered...

After two hours of talk, the monkey was still difficult to tame.

Bodhi Patriarch stopped and thought that it was still more than five hundred years before the plan of Journey to the West began, and there was no rush for a while. Let’s see how firm his mind is?

A faint saying:

"Crazy, go!"

With a long sleeve, a stream of immortal power trapped the monkey floating around, flew towards the depths of the cave, and finally threw himself into a side room, and the doors and windows closed by themselves.

He heard him say:

"Wukong, let's talk about it tomorrow, and you must devote yourself to understanding the Buddhist principles!"

"I understand your mother!"

The monkey cursed, his body had recovered his freedom, but the three flowers and five energy were dim, and his realm had fallen to the immortal. He pushed the door, but was bounced back by a powerful immortal power. He jumped into the window, but he was still knocked and staggered, touching the wall and the roof all the way, and it was the same.

I can't get out at all times!

He cursed again, but no one paid attention to him. He heard an echo from afar, as if there were no living people in the cave, which was gloomy and terrifying.

The monkey scratched his ears and faces, but had no choice but to do anything. At this time, the sound of monkeys on his back sounded outside the window:

"Wukong, why are you here?"

The monkey said angrily:

"God-killed, Grandpa should have beaten you to death that day. Why are you hiding outside sneakily? Why don't you let Grandpa come out?"

Tongbei monkey advised:

"Wukong, that Bodhi Patriarch has great supernatural powers. You are now in the Daluo realm. When you have some understanding, you will not insult you if you worship him as your teacher... You don't know how many beautiful talents there are in these three realms that you can't worship him..."

"Bah!"

The monkey spat thick phlegm on the window frame and cursed:

"Don't you fart, if you want to become a disciple, you will go, no one will stop you... But your grandfather Sun doesn't even think about it in his life, is there a way to beat me to death?"

In this way, the monkey and the monkey persuaded him for a long time, but saw that the monkey insisted on refusing.

He curses when he opens his mouth, and filthy words are endless.

He sighed and returned in disappointment...
Chapter completed!