"I think this is also the reason why you are less than half a hundred, but you are so knowledgeable!"

Patriarch Bodhi nodded with satisfaction, thought about it, and after saying these words, his eyes moved, and he saw Sun Wukong's anxious appearance scratching his ears and cheeks, and he already thought of a mystery in the middle of his mind.

Now that he is in a good mood, it is natural that Zhanwuzha and Sun Wukong's fate has arrived, but he decided to only ask Zhanwuzha what Tao to learn, if he has enough chance, Bodhi Patriarch feels that he can skillfully set up the mystery in the plate.

If not, let's see if the Monkey King has arrived.

"There are three hundred and sixty gates in the door of the word 'Dao', and all of them have positive fruits. I don't know which one you are studying? ”

The Bodhi Patriarch stroked his beard and looked at Zhan Wuzha, and the corner of his eye observed Sun Wukong, taking in the actions of the two of them.

"With the will of the teacher, the disciples will obey with all their hearts."

Zhan Wuzha bowed his head and bowed, his words were very respectful, he blinked his eyes, and directly said the words of the original Sun Wukong, you must know that this is what Sun Wukong, who has learned for seven years and is the best language to deal with the current occasion.

"How about I teach you the way of the word 'art'?"

Patriarch Bodhi sat on the high platform, asking questions, and at the same time observing the reactions of Zhanwuzha and Sun Wukong.

"I don't dare to hide from the teacher, before the morning class, I started to talk about scientific knowledge, and I got a little bit of the way from the senior brothers."

Zhan Wuzha thought about it, looked at the Bodhi Patriarch on the high platform, and replied sincerely.

"You are honest, in the door of the word art, please help the immortal, ask Bu Ying, can you learn some principles of good fortune and avoiding evil?"

The Bodhi patriarch bowed slightly, and suddenly realized that his apprentice Wuzha was loyal and honest, and he was not confined to the idea of the sect like himself, and he was already proficient in the trend of a hundred schools, and had the qualifications to become his own mantle disciple.

"A little bit of understanding, a little understanding."

Zhan Wuzha said respectfully, his attitude was sincere, his words were sincere, but he didn't know much, after all, the senior brothers themselves learned very little, not to mention that there are still senior brothers who cherish themselves.

"Then would you like to study this principle of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil?"

Patriarch Bodhi said, observing the expression and demeanor of his apprentice Wuzha, and the corner of his eye was also observing the expression and demeanor of another new apprentice, Sun Wukong.

"Is it possible to live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha thought about it, and still replied with the words of the original Monkey King, and this answer also happened to compound his own heart, let it have thousands of spells, all kinds of magical powers, I only want immortality.

Sun Wukong, who was listening to the audience, was originally anxious to scratch his left ear, but when he heard Wuzha's words, he stopped his movements and listened carefully.

"Can't, can't!"

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head slightly, and then stroked his beard and jaw, and was quite satisfied with the answer of his apprentice Wuzha, if he could live forever, he said that there were three hundred and sixty disciples, and even if there were three thousand and thirty thousand disciples, he could participate in enlightenment and practice.

"Then I won't learn."

Zhan Wuzha replied directly, a little apprehensive in his heart, I don't know if I will move a stone to hit my feet, after all, it is not a natural monkey life, it is difficult to estimate the consequences of answering like this, and Bodhi Patriarch does not have to learn from you, if you leave with your sleeves, it will be an empty consequence.

Sun Wukong, who was listening on the side, was overjoyed, and secretly thought that Wuzha's junior brother and himself generally want to learn the way of immortality, if the patriarch taught Wuzha's junior brother the way of immortality, he spoke out at the right time, and he might be able to practice the way of immortality together.

At the same time, Sun Wukong was also quite hesitant in his heart, not knowing the timing of the timely speech, and was a little nervous, for fear that the ancestor would only teach his junior brother and not himself, so he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and it was difficult to sit still.

"The way in the door of flowing words is Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Yin and Yang, Moism, medicine, or reading scriptures, or chanting Buddha, and descending to the truth, etc., can you be willing to study the truth?"

Patriarch Bodhi said this, but he had already seen the expressions and demeanors of Wuzha and Wukong in his eyes, and he also knew that the two apprentices were going to learn the way of immortality, and his eyes were half squinted with joy, but he also had the joy of being able to lay out the mystery in the plate, but he didn't know if the two apprentices could solve it.

At the same time, Patriarch Bodhi also saw the performance of the rest of the disciples, shaking his head and sighing again and again in his heart, but everyone has their own fate, and they can't ask for it.

"Is it possible to live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha replied directly, but he had already realized some keys in his heart, and estimated that this was to cooperate with the master to act in a play, and it was also thanks to being quite familiar with the original plot, otherwise according to his own character, he might directly tell the ancestor to learn the way of immortality.

Sun Wukong, who was listening to it on the side, listened with bated breath, quite seriously, and also wanted to figure out whether this stream of words could be immortal.

"If you want to live forever, it is like a 'pillar in the wall'."

Patriarch Bodhi replied like this, but he has a habit that the same words will not be said twice, and perhaps there is also a reason for being proficient in a hundred schools, although he only needs to reply at this time, but he is still used to being obscure.

"Master, I'm an honest man, I don't know how to play dumb riddles, how can I call it 'a pillar in the wall'?"

Zhan Wuzha replied seriously, as soon as the words fell, his eyes were still looking at the Bodhi Patriarch on the high platform, but he pretended to be thoughtful, and there was only a trace of apprehension left in his heart, if it was really as he expected, then things would be stable.

"When a man builds a house, he tries to strengthen it, and he sets up a pillar between the walls, and one day the building will fall, and he will perish."

The Bodhi Patriarch squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, playing dumb riddles that others couldn't guess, and then he went to solve the riddles himself, which was quite enjoyable.

"In this way, it will not last long. Don't learn, don't learn! ”

Zhan Wuzha shook his head again and again, shaking like a rattle, his words were a little muttering, but he was sighing in his heart, the secret way was sure enough, this time it was really stable, and he was naturally happy to cooperate.

Sun Wukong, who was on the side, heard Wuzha's answer, nodded incessantly, thinking of what he wanted, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and sat still.

"The way in the door of the word Jingzi, cultivating grain and guarding the grain, doing quiet and inaction, participating in meditation, fasting, or sleeping, or making meritorious service, and entering the meditation and meditation, etc., can you be willing to study the truth?"

Patriarch Bodhi asked with a slight bow, and he roughly knew in his heart that this wise apprentice was cooperating with him, and he was quite satisfied, and even more thought that Wuzha had the qualifications to become his mantle disciple.

"Can you live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha asked sincerely, paying attention to the Bodhi Patriarch's penetrating gaze, and his expression became more and more respectful.

The Bodhi Patriarch sitting on the high platform stroked his beard and jaw, and saw Wukong's expression and demeanor out of the corner of his eye, and his mind could be observed on his face. ”

"Don't hide it from the master, but the disciple thinks of the meaning of the kiln adobe."

Zhan Wuzha had some speculation in his heart, but he thought of the disadvantages of knowingly asking, after all, he really knew that if the performance was smashed, it would be a little more than worth the loss.

Sun Wukong on the side was pondering the deep meaning of the kiln adobe, and when he heard this, he looked at Wuzha curiously, wondering if Wuzha really knew the meaning of the kiln adobe.

"Tell me about it."

The Bodhi Patriarch looked approving, and then listened.

And Sun Wukong and the other senior brothers are also listening, wanting to hear Wuzha's understanding of the kiln adobe.