For a moment, everyone present was stunned.

At the age of seven or eight, the monkey is about the same height as the length of legs. He looks thin and small, but he is carrying a bamboo basket taller than him. The basket is covered with a piece of blue cloth, and I don’t know what it contains, and it looks quite heavy.

The round head was like a cooked egg.

At this moment, he was blinking his clear eyes at the monkey.

The demons looked at each other.

The monkey's brows slowly frowned: "Uh... you just said you wanted to accept me as your disciple?"

"Yes." The little monk nodded heavily, smiled, and looked at the monkey.

The monkey was a little confused by this sudden stroke. He quickly turned around and saw that Yin Xing and Yin De's two brothers had no reaction to what the young monk said.

"He is..."

"Amitabha, I am Master Xuanye, the abbot of Xuanyin Temple. Before I could ask the donor's name?" As he said that, Xuanye put his hands together and bowed to the monkey. Then, he opened his eyes and looked at the monkey, as if he was looking forward to something.

His words and behaviors are quite decent, but due to his age, it is not the case.

The monkey didn't want to talk to him at all.

Turning his head, the monkey looked at Yin Xing and asked, "Senior Brother, didn't you say that the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple cannot accept disciples before they were appointed? How could he do it?"

"He is not a disciple of Wuzhuang Temple."

"Why are you not a disciple of Wuzhuang Temple here? Didn't you say that only Wuzhuang Temple disciples can stay in the Wanshou Mountain realm?"

"Have I said it?"

"No?"

"Do I have it?"

As they met each other, they froze and froze. It was a little embarrassed.

The monkey took his eyes back and couldn't figure it out.

Xuan Ye reached out and pulled the corner of the monkey's clothes and said softly: "The Great Immortal Zhenyuan will not accept disciples for the time being. This matter has been told to the three realms. Since the donor wants to become a disciple, why not be a disciple of me?"

Looking at Xuan Ye's serious appearance, the monkey couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and his eyebrows were frowning.

The little demons around looked at the little monk in front of him, and they were all listless.

I just got a disciple but someone asked to accept a disciple. It was supposed to be a life-saving straw, but is the grass in front of me a little too tender?

After crossing his hands, the monkey asked casually: "If I really worship you as my teacher, what are you going to teach me? Can you teach me Feitian?"

"No." Xuan Ye shook his head.

"Where is the escape?"

"No, either." Xuanye shook his head.

"Where is the art of change?"

"Not even more..." Xuan Ye still shook his head.

As soon as he spread his hands, the monkey said sarcastically: "Then what can you teach me?"

Xuan Ye looked at the monkey, took a deep breath, and hooked his fingers.

The monkey hurriedly put his ears over.

"You can teach you..." Xuanye said word by word: "Saving all living beings."

The monkey slowly shrank his head back and looked at the little monk in surprise.

"What did he teach?" Niu Tou asked.

"He told me to save all living beings." The monkey replied expressionlessly.

The monsters looked at each other, and they were all confused.

"Yes, save all living beings!" Xuanye repeated again seriously, looking at the monkey, waiting for an answer.

It took a while before the monkey recovered from the "Saving All living beings". He turned around and looked at Yin Xing behind him. Seeing that Yin Xing did not respond, he looked at Yin De, but also did not respond.

It was obvious that they were really not ready to stop the little monk, and they seemed to have become accustomed to it, depending on their attitude.

In this strange and surprising atmosphere mixed with surprise and embarrassing atmosphere, Xuan Ye folded his hands together and continued: "I am the eighth generation abbot of Xuanyin Temple. I have no disciple yet. If you become a disciple now, I am the first disciple of me. From now on, I will pass on my robe and bowl to you and make you the next abbot."

"Abbot?" The monkey couldn't help laughing and said, "That... to be honest, although I'm not doing well, I'm not down to the point of becoming a monk. And don't you see that I'm a monster?"

Xuan Ye said angrily: "What's wrong with monsters? All sentient beings in the three realms are equal. Who can't be a monk?"

"What you said seems to be right, but... I just want to learn a skill by a teacher, occupy a mountain, and get a few more wives in the village... You suddenly said to me that such a big truth is 'savoiding all living beings'... "

Xuan Ye said seriously: "Don't do evil because it is small, and don't do good because it is small!"

The bright eyes looked at the monkey like this, as if they were righteous.

The corners of the monkey's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and the friends beside him all had expressionless faces and their eyes were dull.

After a while, the monkey reacted from the words of the young monk and nodded, "Yes, what you said is quite right. But I don't have time to discuss this issue with you for the time being."

After saying that, he turned around and faced Yin Dedao: "Senior Brother..."

"Don't, you can't shout at the word "Senior Brother".

"Then... Taoist priest, since we have all come, let us meet the immortal Wanshou. Just treat it as a helper, I am grateful, I am grateful."

Xuan Ye, who was left aside, interrupted, "You want to become a disciple, but I want to accept disciples. This is fate. Since you and I have fate, why not adapt to this destiny?"

However, it was obvious that no one was going to listen to what he said.

He shook his head slowly, Yin Dedao: "No one can see the master without the summons of his master. I can't help you in this matter."

"Can't you be able to be more comfortable?"

Standing in the cracks of everyone's legs, the little monk raised his head and swept his eyes from one person's face to another person's face. He kept interjecting, but no one paid attention to him.

"No." Yin De still shook his head: "However, if you are just recuperating, you can stay in the observation for a while."

As he said that, Yin De looked at Yin Xing.

Seeing this, Yin Xing stretched out a hand and said, "Please."

After pausing slightly, Yin Xing then added: "Let's stay here first, recover from the injury, and let's talk about what's going on in the future."

This is the final decision.

Helplessly, the monkey had to sigh.

Just as the monkey and his party were about to walk with Yin, Xuan Ye, who had been selectively ignored, suddenly shouted loudly: "If you must learn magic, it's not impossible!"

Suddenly, the group stopped, the monkey frowned and turned around.

"Can you teach?"

"Aren't you stupid?" Dahong couldn't stand it anymore when he heard this: "It's better to learn magic from him than to learn to sing with me."

"Yes, I think chanting is more practical, too." Heiwei echoed.

The monkey waved his hand and signaled Dahong not to speak. He squatted in front of Xuan Ye, looked at each other and said seriously: "If you can really teach me magic, I will call you a master, it won't be impossible."

"I can't teach you, but I know someone can teach you."

"who?"

Xuanye swallowed his saliva and said mysteriously: "In addition to the great immortal of Wanshou Mountain, there is also a Patriarch Subhuti who lives opposite the top of the mountain of Immortal. If you are willing to worship my monk as your teacher, Immortal can take you over for advice."

The monkey laughed with a snorting smile, with contempt on his face, reached out and pinched Xuan Ye's slightly fat face, and said, "Good idea, it's the position of abbot and a magic trick. If you have such a strong condition, you will definitely receive your disciple. Come on."

After saying that, the monkey rubbed Xuanye's head, got up and turned around and left.

After they left, the little monk had no choice but to look at Yin De who was still standing beside him, sighed, lowered his head, turned around and left.

As the sun was dusk, my small body was swaying with a heavy bamboo basket on my back.

...

"What was the little monk's name just now? He isn't he sick? Just him, accept us as his disciples? Hey, his neck is not as thick as my wrists."

"Maybe it's because of the child's words, after all, such a young child."

"I have never heard of the Subhuti Patriarch. Hahahaha."

"The child is just talking nonsense, so he doesn't need to pay attention to him. How can there be such a young abbot? But then again, isn't Wuzhuang Temple a Taoist temple? How could there be a monk?"

Just as the monsters were talking, Yin Xing suddenly said, "Actually, it is also a good choice to worship him as his teacher."

After saying this, all the people were stunned on the spot.

Turning back, Yin Xing whispered: "Aren't that crocodile spirit waiting for you outside? Is it true that I can stay here after I worshipped at Wuzhuang Temple, but it's just one. There is not only Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain."

Hearing this, the monsters couldn't help but open their mouths.

He blinked his eyes and looked at Yin Xing for a while, and the monkey asked tentatively: "So, what he said is true?"

Yin Xing nodded silently.

"Hurry! Find that little monk!" The monkey held the cow's head and turned around and left.
To be continued...