Walk out of the light point through the tunnel again, enter the eye and finally no longer the stone door, you can see the bluestone ground of one or three hundred squares, there is a meter high copper tripod on it, there is still incense burning in the tripod, behind the tripod is two meters wide, four meters long, 45 degrees of oblique bluestone steps, and then look up, it is a Buddhist temple, the temple door plaque: "sesame temple"!

Ooh! Finally to the Sesame Temple! Chen Feng was in a good mood, and when he looked up, he didn't see Hua Shao and two people, but saw an old monk standing next to Tongding.

The old monk's face was round, slightly fat, his mouth was beardless, his white eyebrows were as long as his chin, and he stood straight, with a peaceful expression and distracted eyes.

There is no need to estimate, there is a name written on the head, and this old monk who is obsessed with sex is the ancestor of Bodhi.

"Hey! Hello Bodhi Ancestor! In order to clear JJ's grievances, Chen Feng put aside the stone gate of the pit father and his previous prejudices against NPCs, and became surprisingly enthusiastic, and said hello with a smile.

"Since you have entered my door, you should call me a master, and you should no longer call me the ancestor of Bodhi." Bodhi Ancestor spoke slowly, his eyes still lost.

Chen Feng had a few more question marks in his head: "When will I enter your door?" ”

"Shaving your head, burning your hands, and striking the bell a thousand times is the ritual of entering my sesame door!"

"Wow! The three stone gates of feelings are pit fathers! Chen Feng touched his chin and said, "Is it good to enter your door?" No good, I can't get in! ”

"Yes, my Sesame Gate has a high status, and my disciples naturally can't weaken their reputations, and the little monks who sweep the floor have to learn peerless magic skills to fill the façade."

Ooh! What a mountain gate! Chen Feng sighed, anyway, he was going to run away if he took the clue of the magic skill, so he smiled and said, "Hello master, has the master eaten?" The master gave the peerless magic skill, and the disciple asked for the Jiuyang card. ”

"You are the third disciple of my sect, and I will give you a Dharma name for my teacher." Bodhi Ancestor ignored Chen Feng, and said with an expressionless face: "There are twelve words in my door, 'Vast Wisdom is True as Sex Haiying Wu Yuanjue', assigned to the name, ranked to you, just the word 'Wu', your 'Wu' word senior brother is 'Wu Lewd', the second senior brother is 'Wu Cheap', and you have a Dharma name 'Wu Neng'. What do you think? ”

As soon as Bodhi Ancestor's voice fell, the word "Wu Neng" appeared above Chen Feng's head, and he had to be prompted by the system: "The name of the Dharma of Buddhism can be used as another name." ”

"Incompetent?!" Where is Chen Feng willing? was misunderstood without JJ, this will still be called incompetence, and it can't be washed away if you really jump into the Yellow River! Fortunately, Bodhi Ancestor asked us what we meant, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Master, why don't you call me 'Wukong', the disciple will change his surname to Sun!" ”

"Nonsense! Wukong is the name of the criminals who were expelled from the mountain gate by me, so I don't want to mention it again! You're called Wu Neng! ”

"No! You can call it anything, but Lao Tzu won't call it Wu Neng! Didn't you ask me for my opinion? Either change your name, or Lao Tzu will not enter! "Chen Feng is resolute, Jiuyang Divine Skill can still be found again, if this name is given, it is estimated that it will not be changed, and it will not be called if it dies!

"It's easy to ask your opinion! If the teacher's will has been decided, you will be called Wu Neng! As for entering my door, the ceremony has been completed, and you can't help it! ”

"I'm XX! Lao Tzu will not enter! ”

"Good! Then you can go, as long as you can go! ”

"Ugh!" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, but he forgot that this Bodhi Ancestor was likely to be a first-class immortal, maybe there was really a way to make him unable to get out, and hurriedly smiled: "Master, hehe, otherwise, the disciple will help you get promoted, you know." How about you give me Jiuyang Divine Skill and change my name again? ”

Bodhi Ancestor glanced at Chen Feng with disdain, and said lightly: "As a teacher, you need to cross hundreds of millions of living beings to be able to correct your body, can you help you?" Wu Neng! ”

"I'm a XX! Don't call me Wu Neng! Chen Feng was annoyed and angry.

"Wu Neng, you have committed the precept of hatred, Wu Neng, Wu Neng, you have to be confined for three days, Wu Neng, for the teacher, your first offense, don't care about you, you can remember it well, Wu Neng."

"Oh yes! It's also called Wu Neng! Chen Feng was furious, took out the purple gold pestle and stabbed it at the throat of the Bodhi Ancestor, the big deal is death, but it must not be called Wu Neng! This is the dignity of men!

The purple gold pestle stabbed the throat of the Bodhi Ancestor in the blink of an eye at the speed of Chen Feng's four times that of ordinary people, Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart: This bird monk should not be the same as the old man in the mountain!

It's a pity that as soon as his thoughts arose, Chen Feng found that he couldn't move, maintaining a stabbing posture, looking at the disdainful look on Bodhi Ancestor's face.

"What's going on!" Chen Feng found that he could only turn his eyes and speak.

"It's a fixation spell, a fairly ordinary spell. When killing pigs for the teacher, oh no, it is occasionally used when removing monsters. Bodhi Ancestor took off the purple gold pestle in Chen Feng's hand and looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "The purple gold Buddha devouring pestle of the Black Lotus is actually on you, it seems that you have no relationship with the Buddha, but you meet as a teacher, well, wait for the teacher to help you clear the evil qi and return to my Buddha!" ”

"What Buddha devouring pestle? Feed! Pu your mother! Since I have no relationship with the Buddha, don't let me go! ”

"After the teacher recites the "Buddha Says and Scolds the Sutra" for you, eliminate the evil qi in your body, and you will have a fate with the Buddha! You can't take the Buddha pestle as a teacher, so borrow it for a teacher. ”

"I'm X! Lao Tzu doesn't want to be associated with the Buddha! Hurry up and let go of Lao Tzu! ”

Bodhi Ancestor ignored Chen Feng, took the Buddha devouring pestle in his hand and said with a smile: "Wu Neng, do you know what 'bell bell, bell?' ”

"What bell?"

Bodhi Ancestor smiled, kicked his feet, kicked Chen Feng to sit cross-legged, and then twisted his hands, twisted Chen Feng's left hand behind him and touched his right ear, and twisted his right hand in front of him to circle his neck and touch his right ear, Chen Feng suddenly formed a strange and awkward posture. Then the Bodhi Ancestor pressed Chen Feng's bald head with his big hand, Chen Feng's body leaned forward with force, and his shiny bald head was facing the Bodhi Ancestor. Bodhi Ancestor sat down with him, picked up the Buddha-devouring pestle and knocked it on Chen Feng's head: "This is the bell." ”

"Ahh I'm your mother! Stop! Yes! Pu your eighteenth generation mother! Every time Bodhi Ancestor knocked it, Chen Feng's head was dizzy with pain, and he couldn't help but scold.

The Bodhi Ancestor didn't think he heard it, and slowly recited the "Scolding Sutra" in his mouth, and the Buddha devouring pestle in his hand rhythmically knocked on Chen Feng's bald head, making a bell-bell-like sound, which was quite crisp.

At this time, a gun came over with a wooden barrel, glanced at Chen Feng sympathetically, and said very respectfully: "Master, the disciple has brought water." ”

"Well, Wu is really good, then go and water the fertilizer." The Bodhi Ancestor resounded with scriptures in his mouth, but he didn't know where to speak.

"Yes."

Chen Feng was face down, unable to see the person clearly, and hurriedly squinted, Yu Guang finally recognized the person's voice, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey! One shot bro! Help me! ”

One shot smiled bitterly and said twice: "Senior Brother Wuneng, it's not that Senior Brother doesn't want to save you. Ay.. You don't know, Hua Shao and I have been miserable, you should be obedient. ”

"Holy! You can't give in! ”

"If you don't give in, you can't help it! You see, your bald head has been styled into Shakyamuni's hairstyle, or is it gone! ”

"Damn! Where do I have hair! ”

"Oh. Misunderstood, it was a bruised meat bun. ”