"Sweep half a journey across the West? The top of the immortals, proud of the world, if you, the old Sun, will there be a heaven?" Xuan Songzi, who was closing his eyes and meditating after finishing the hot pot beside him, couldn't help but open his eyes, looking at Sun Wukong with a strange look, a little stunned: "It's true that you're dreaming... Junior brother, be awake, you are just an ordinary monkey with no cultivation!"

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Sun Wukong has been on Fangcun Mountain for thirty years.

During the past thirty years, Sun Wukong and Xuan Songzi took advantage of the one-click hang-up function to get free spirit in the back mountain. For convenience, he and Xuan Songzi directly built a cave in the back mountain, and their daily life items were placed here. In fact, in addition to pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and some washing items, there was nothing else in the cave, and this place had become Sun Wukong and his small canteen.

Since receiving Bodhi's acquiescence, Qingyun has come to have a free meal every day, and his life is so nourishing, and the relationship between Sun Wukong and the other two has also increased a lot invisibly.

"Junior Brother Wukong, have you ever thought about learning some ordinary Taoism?" On that day, while the three of them were eating sour soup fish hotpot, Qingyun asked tentatively at Sun Wukong.

"Why do I need to learn?" Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Junior brother, you are still in the stage of drilling wood to make fire. It's a bit cold. Senior brother, I feel distressed when I look at it." Qingyun said with an example.

"No, I have now upgraded to the Fire Episode era." Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "I have saved dozens of Fire Episodes in the cave."

Qingyun was speechless. Is this the key point? Shouldn’t the key point be troublesome?

"I know, junior brother, you have never liked to tinker with cultivation, because you are afraid of trouble, but it is still not very convenient for fire piety." Although Qingyun was speechless, he continued to speak out: "You might as well learn some of this kind of life method, such as making fire, so that it can make your daily life more convenient."

"Junior Brother Qingyun has some reason. Second brother, if you really don't want to make a little difficult Taoism, just learn some of these life Taoisms. I won't teach you, I will just give you a glimpse of it and give you a lesson!" Xuan Songzi, who was standing beside him, also nodded gently.

Sun Wukong immediately knew it and complained in his heart: What kind of life's Taoism? I am now Daluo, and I will look down on these life's Taoisms? If I were not afraid of exposure, let alone making fire, it would be easy to create a fire world!

Sun Wukong guessed the reason. He has been in Fangcunshan for so many years and has not had any idea of ​​learning Taoism. His talent for practicing Taoism has not been revealed. He probably has been anxious. He probably wants to estimate his talent from the speed of learning Taoism. Qingyun is a tool person who seduces himself.

After thinking about it, Sun Wukong decided to respond to Qingyun's bewitching. He had not taken action for so long, so it was time to relieve Bodhi. Otherwise, if Bodhi was forced to force him to put it on the shelves, it would be not very convenient. After all, he could have done those small magics, so there was no problem in getting Bodhi at will.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong pretended to be pondered and said after a while: "It's really not very convenient. It's time to learn these tips of life."

Qingyun began to teach Sun Wukong some small magic, such as raising fire and condensing water, all of which were small tricks for life.

Of course, it is said that he taught to Sun Wukong with his back, but it is actually because of Bodhi's instructions.

In fact, Sun Wukong knew in his heart that Qingyun was no better than Xuan Songzi, and his relationship was extremely strong with him. Qingyun was always Bodhi's close boy, equivalent to half of Bodhi's son. He said that he did not have Bodhi's instructions behind him, and he would not believe him even if he said it.

Xuan Songzi saw that Sun Wukong was willing to learn the arts and did not expose it. He was so happy to see that Sun Wukong learned the Tao. Although it was just a few paths, it was still a Tao after all.

However, on the first day of preaching, Qingyun had his own sorrow. According to common sense, when he thought of learning some small Taoisms, at least some spiritual power in his body could be used to transform his magical powers. Thinking that Sun Wukong had never learned any Taoism since he went up the mountain, Qingyun kindly brought a lot of Taoist treasures to Sun Wukong, which was beautifully called laying the foundation.

"Senior Brother Qingyun, do you mean to ask me to read all these books?" Looking at the stack of Taoist sects with high altitude, there were black lines on Sun Wukong's forehead.

"That's right, right." Qingyun Chicken nodded like a pecking rice: "These are the foundations for consolidating the state of mind, understanding the principles of heaven, and practicing qi and enhancing spirits. If your junior brother wants to practice Taoism, he must first study it."

"Even if I don't eat or drink, I will have to look at these things for at least ten years, right?" Looking at the stack of Taozangs with high altitude, Sun Wukong felt that one was the first and two big ones: "Forget it, what kind of life skills, I won't learn it anymore."

"Junior brother, don't be impatient, each of us came from this stage." When he heard that Sun Wukong was about to give up, Qingyun became anxious and quickly comforted: "I didn't say that I'm going to finish reading now. The so-called sharpening of the knife will not delay chopping wood. You can read these books slowly."

"Second brother, Qingyun's words make sense. Your elder brother, I came here step by step. Don't be anxious." Xuan Songzi followed and said, "Better qualifications, you can read them quickly. If the qualifications are a little worse, read them slowly, and don't be in a hurry."

Looking at the diligent two people, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes in his heart: He is already a Daluo Golden Immortal, what do you need to look at these basic things?

It can be imagined that once you agree, Qingyun will definitely ask himself the content in a variety of ways every day to urge him. Although it is not a mandatory requirement, it is also very annoying to be asked questions every day. Moreover, reading carefully will definitely affect his life.

"No, I can't agree to this thing myself." Sun Wukong said in his heart: "If you don't agree, how can you get it over?"

While thinking, Sun Wukong suddenly had an inspiration in his mind and he spoke to Qingyun: "Well, senior brother, you just hand over the Taoist technique of making fire to me and let me try it?"

Qingyun shook his head quickly and said, "Junior brother, you have no cultivation and no foundation at all. You will be harmed by rashly exercising the mantra of running you."

"..." Sun Wukong was speechless immediately, but then said, "Senior Brother, have you ever thought that I may be gifted and don't need to lay these foundations at all?"

Qingyun was stunned for a moment. It seemed that this possibility was not impossible. Sun Wukong was a spiritual fetus in the immortal stone. He couldn't argue without any feet, but he was still confused: "But I have investigated, you have no cultivation at all."

"Even Bodhi is not qualified to investigate my cultivation. If you can find out that I have cultivation, that's weird!" Sun Wukong complained in his heart.

"Have you ever thought that I may not have no cultivation, but I just don't know how to breathe. I may not need to learn so much, I just need a simple breathe method." Then, Sun Wukong spoke to Qingyun: "Or, senior brother, please pass on me a mantra directly and let me try it?"

"It seems to make sense!" Qingyun blinked his eyes. Sun Wukong had been a salted fish, making him forget that his innate and feet are far superior to ordinary people. He should not use common sense to guess. He nodded tentatively: "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Then, Qingyun searched out a set of mantras and chanted to Sun Wukong: "The true and wonderful masterpieces of exoteric and esoteric enlightenment, cherish the cultivation of life without any other words. They always come to be energetic and spirit, be careful and firm to keep them safe and secure. Don't leak them, keep them in your body, and you will be prosperous after you receive my preaching..."

This method is concise, with a total of eight mantras, which can be easily recorded in just one pass. After reciting the mantras, he looked at Sun Wukong with some expectations: "Do you understand, junior brother?"

Sun Wukong nodded, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, and followed the mantra to activate the spiritual energy in his body.

"If I don't show my cultivation today, I'm afraid this large pile of Taoist sects will be difficult to refuse. I will just reveal some cultivation lakes and try them out, anyway, it will be exposed sooner or later." At this time, Sun Wukong kept thinking in his mind: "There should be no problem for the whole True Immortal who is neither up nor down. The True Immortal Realm should be very low."

After making up his mind, countless spiritual energy around Sun Wukong suddenly gathered, and a pure and surging fairy aura surged like a rushing river. The soul and soul separated between his sea of ​​consciousness, turning into spiritual lights around him. The momentum of the true immortal burst out loud at this moment!

Under the moonlight, countless spiritual energy gathered wildly, constantly gathering towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong has already broken through the Daluo Golden Immortal, so he has such experience. It is simply too simple to fabricate a scene of a true immortal breaking through. The surrounding fairy spirits swelled wildly, turning into colorful divine lights, circling into his eyebrows. The surrounding real spirits gathered themselves and flew up and down around him.

"True... True Immortal?" Seeing this scene, Xuan Songzi and Qing Yun were both shocked: "Junior Brother Wukong actually recited a formula to make a true immortal? This talent for cultivation is so outrageous!"

At this time, Qingyun and his two men couldn't help swallowing their saliva and shed tears of envy. Now the world is no longer as good as the ancient times. I don't know a little bit about the creatures born, but under this paradise of heaven and earth, Sun Wukong was familiar with the mantra and was directly in the realm of a true immortal. Who can bear it?

"People compare people... no, people compare monkeys, it's so angering!" Xuan Songzi recalled that when he had not yet entered Fangcun Mountain, he fought for opportunities to advance to the real immortal. When he thought of the hardships at the beginning, he looked at Sun Wukong's success in one go, and the envy in his eyes became even stronger.

Qingyun was also envious and said with emotion: "Who said no? If I had better talent at the time, like Junior Brother Wukong, I wouldn't have been just a little boy now..."

But they didn't know that this was the tip of the iceberg that Sun Wukong deliberately showed in front of them. (ﾉ≧ۡ≦)☆If they knew that Sun Wukong's true cultivation was in the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, one level higher than Xuan Songzi, they would probably be envious of the cerebral hemorrhage.

Looking at the two people who were stunned, Sun Wukong was still worried that the realm of true immortals he showed was a little low, and should he do the Golden Immortal Realm be a little bit low?

However, Sun Wukong thought about it again that he had just taken the spirit into his body and became a golden immortal. It was a bit outrageous. The realm of a true immortal should be relatively low-key. Anyway, as long as he showed his talent for practicing Taoism, Bodhi would not bother him again in a short time. In this way, he would have a long period of salted fish life to control himself.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong accepted the technique and walked up to the two of them in a daze, coughing dryly: "That... two senior brothers, can I learn those small life skills with my cultivation level?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyun and the others turned their minds and said, "Yes, that's all right!"

"Just as your current cultivation level, not to mention learning small life skills, or even big skills, it's all right." Qingyun, who came to his senses, took Sun Wukong's hand excitedly and said excitedly: "Let's go, I'll teach you Taoism now."

Sun Wukong looked at the pile of Taoist scriptures not far away in front of him in a daze, "Senior Brother Qingyun, those secret books..."

"What a spicy thing? How can I be worthy of my talented junior brother Wukong? Junior brother, you don't need these!" Qingyun kicked the stack of Taoist books aside, then pulled Sun Wukong aside, and began to teach Sun Wukong some tips for using spiritual energy to live and condense water.

How could Sun Wukong have such cultivation? How could these little paths be stumped by him? According to Qingyun's teachings, flames burned on his hands as he turned his hands.

"Junior Brother Wukong is indeed very talented and can be integrated in just one pass. It is a stunning talent that is rare in millions of years!" Seeing this scene, Qingyun was even more shocked and stroking his palms.

Listening to Qingyun's constant slap at Sun Wukong, Xuan Songzi was a little ashamed. Although he knew that Qingyun was very excited at this time, Qingyun was also photographing it too fiercely.

He didn't know how happy he was after Qingyun tested Sun Wukong's talent for cultivation at this time. Sun Wukong's talent for cultivation has always been the heart knot of Bodhi. Now, how can he not be happy when he helps Bodhi open the heart knot?

"Now, junior brother, you are on the road of cultivation. You are also one of us. Senior brother is happy!" Qingyun said to Sun Wukong: "In the future, if you want to take advantage of anything you want, I will give you my best!"

At this time, between the caves.

"The true immortal standing on the ground is not much different from the imagination. This monkey's talent is quite good." Bodhi looked at the strange phenomena of heaven and earth that slowly dissipated from the light curtain, and a smile gradually rose from the corner of his mouth: "The method of the end of the world can be understood at a glance, which shows that he has excellent understanding. He has such a talent, and he is not afraid of not being able to learn his supernatural powers."

"But it seems that he is too lazy by nature and doesn't care much about practice. If it weren't for the convenience of food and drink, he probably wouldn't even want to learn these Taoist techniques in life..." Thinking of this, Bodhi's brow frowned again, and he said in a very melancholy manner: "This is really sad!"

After a white horse passed by, in a blink of an eye, the years of Sun Wukong on Fangcun Mountain passed by another thirty years.

Over the past thirty years, Sun Wukong has become more and more salty. In the past, even if he was late every day, he would at least go to listen to Bodhi preaching with Xuan Songzi. Now the two of them are just skipping work, and they are more than one day, sometimes for five or six days. However, they are basically sleeping in and not going out to play anything.

Although Xuan Songzi and Sun Wukong were mixed all day long, he knew in his heart that this was limited to the cave world of Fangcun Mountain. Although Bodhi had never said it, he could feel the importance that Master Bodhi attached to Sun Wukong. According to Bodhi Sun Wukong's attention, it was impossible for him to bring Sun Wukong out of this cave world (̨̡¨̮)̢(̨̡¨̮)̢).

However, according to Sun Wukong's salted fish nature, he himself was too lazy to go out to play. What's fun outside? Is there anything more comfortable than salted fish?

It's just a joke, impossible!
Chapter completed!