The Great Sage has never been a good-tempered person, but he promised Jiang Liu'er that when he grew up, he would protect him and go to the West to learn scriptures. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So he wanted to live in Huaguo Mountain for ten years.

Because of his fault, the souls of thousands of monkeys could not be returned to the underworld after they were killed, and countless old and sick monkeys were also waiting for him to support.

He really wanted to get along with these hunters.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand the inferior nature of people.

Monkey Brain is a costly video for those dignitaries.

Although monkey skin is not as good as mink deer antler velvet, these hunters will not dislike it.

As for monkey meat, it's good for farmers to have meat to eat, will they still pick and choose?

These hunters were unwilling to give up the interests of Huaguo Mountain, even if they were a little scared when they saw a talking monkey, but when they saw that this monkey was going to reason, they immediately became fearless.

"The monkeys on this mountain, if they have nothing to do, they will go down the mountain to steal chickens and touch dogs, if they are not eliminated, how can we live!"

The Great Sage gritted his teeth, his monkey monkey grandson doesn't eat meat!

"Your monkeys are not at peace!"

"Natural selection for the survival of the fittest, this is the inherent truth of nature..."

Ahh

Sun Wukong finally couldn't help it, took out a stick and smothered it with a stick.

A few hunters were instantly ashed!

"You've been watching it for so long, have you seen enough?" Sun Wukong turned his head again and looked at the sky.

Song Yan was stunned, how did he see himself?

I'm obviously invisible, huh?

Falling footsteps, Song Yan looked at Sun Wukong cautiously and shouted, "Great Sage? ”

This title made Sun Wukong come back to his senses all of a sudden, he snorted disdainfully, picked up the golden hoop stick and was about to leave.

"Great Sage, Great Sage, don't go!" Song Yan hurriedly followed.

"What, you're going to avenge them?" Sun Wukong asked.

Song Yan hurriedly shook his head: "Those people are insatiable, it's not a pity to die, I have something else to do with you..."

"What's the matter!"

"I want to know the whereabouts of your master, Bodhi Ancestor..."Song Yan asked.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick was instantly placed on Song Yan's shoulder: "How do you know that my master is Bodhi Ancestor?" ”

The 13,000-pound stick on his shoulders was not heavy, but the suppressive power of the stick made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He thought for a moment and replied, "This question should be known to everyone..."

Sun Wukong was instantly dumbfounded, this world is really like this, his Sun Dasheng's deeds have long been compiled into a book of shadow puppets and spread all over the streets and alleys, where he was born and what he did, and even the allusion of Bodhi Ancestor knocking his head three times Ordinary people here know.

"Great Sage, tell me where he is!" Song Yan followed behind him and asked.

"I don't know!" Sun Wukong replied angrily.

"Hey, don't be a great sage, that's your master, how can you not know it?" Song Yan asked.

"Lao Sun has been pressed for six hundred years, so I haven't been in touch with him for a long time, okay?" Sun Wukong said impatiently: "If it's okay, hurry up, don't bother me again!" ”

Song Yan shrugged his shoulders and stopped chasing after him, he wasn't sure if his face was as white as Jiang Liu'er, in case he was hit by Sun Wukong with a stick, he couldn't stop it at all.

Touching the embarrassed stubble, Song Yan felt that it was better to go to Fangcun Mountain to have a look.

The address of Fangcun Mountain Sun Wukong still remembers that Song Yan began to teleporte in the direction he pointed, but I don't know if it was because of the world level, the spatial energy here was suppressed a little powerfully, and the distance he teleported at one time was almost 30,000 li, and it took three or four times to reach Fangcun Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Song Yan didn't see the singing woodcutter, but he saw the little demon patrolling the mountain.

"Hey, a human creature broke in, I should have a good mouth today!" The little demon with the horns walked over happily.

Song Yan looked at this little demon speechlessly, in his feeling, this little demon's combat power may only be C-level, that is, the level of a super special soldier, such a little demon let him do it, he felt a loss...

"Call your mountain king, I'll ask him something!" Song Yan commanded directly.

The little demon who wanted to eat Song Yan before simply turned around neatly and informed the king to go, without the slightest strength to resist.

Song Yan stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the life of a huge tree with his own eyes.

This tree is already as thick as six or seven people hugging each other, and must have lived for five hundred years, and in his life, he must have experienced the years when Fangcun Mountain was prosperous.

Eight hundred years ago, a seed was photographed by a bird, and then an immortal stepped on it.

This is an unimaginable chance for a tree, because this immortal is also a tree that has attained enlightenment, and it is a Bodhi tree that specializes in opening wisdom.

Since then, the seed has grown at an unimaginable rate, and has begun to absorb the power of the fairies.

He has already given birth to an extremely subtle consciousness, and if he is given another five hundred years, he may not be able to give birth to spiritual intelligence.

Time is going on, the years are like a shuttle, and the immortals come and go, so they naturally don't care about this tree located at the foot of the mountain, and the trees don't say a word, just watch the square inch mountain dance and gradually grow.

Finally, one day, a monkey knelt at the door.

Decades later, the monkey was driven down the mountain when he was playing spells, and the stunned Bodhi Ancestor finally noticed the tree again when he said goodbye, and then, an inexplicable gaze looked over.

"Who is the Daoist friend snooping here?" Bodhi Ancestor suddenly asked.

Song Yan was suddenly startled, and looked around, there was no one else around Bodhi Ancestor!

He's talking to me?

How could he possibly see me?

Song Yan opened his mouth and replied, "After entering Song Yan after the end of school, I have seen Bodhi Ancestor!" ”

"Oh? Shinto people? Bodhi Ancestor said, "It seems that you have been snooping here for a short time..."

Song Yan was speechless: "Actually, I was watching at the door, and I didn't learn anything..."

Bodhi Ancestor nodded, as if he was a little puzzled, but then shook his head again.

Whether it's Shinto or Immortal, it's all someone else's business, he just wants to be a free true immortal, and he doesn't want to care about those camps.

Seeing that the Bodhi Ancestor was about to leave, Song Yan hurriedly shouted: "Ancestor wait a minute, can you give me a Bodhi Son?" ”

"Oh?" Bodhi Ancestor frowned and turned his head, the Bodhi Seed is the fruit he bears, of course, he who has already transformed will naturally not bear fruit, so the fruit that he has borne before is precious and abnormal.

And these Bodhi seeds are basically in the hands of Buddhism, such as the string in the hands of Rulai...

Although he still has it in his hand, why should he give it to this man?

And he's still a Shinto...

Seeing the hesitation of the Bodhi Ancestor, Song Yan simply pounced and knelt down!

Bodhi Zi is very important, Bodhi Patriarch is also worthy of Song Yan to kneel, not kneeling is not enough to express his sincerity, after all, this is an exchange across time and space, Song Yan can't promise anything, he can only express his plea like this.

caused Xiao Qi to blow up the nest in an instant, Song Yan is the next god of contracts, who should kneel him?

And the kneeling is still a fairy power, if you wear it out, you will lose the dead!

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head, turned around and went back to the mountain gate, and directly closed the red door wall.

Only a pair of couplets remained: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Leaning Moon Three-Star Cave.

"That old man is really uninteresting, you knelt down for him, and he still won't give it to you?" Xiao Qi said indignantly.

Song Yan smiled and didn't get up.

Because there was also a monkey kneeling like this, seven days and seven nights later, he moved the Bodhi Ancestor.

Song Yan couldn't find the real person of Bodhi Ancestor, so he could only do this.

Although the Bodhi Ancestor was still five hundred years ago, Song Yan believed that he could see it.

Shaoqing, the Bodhi Ancestor has not been moved, and the demon king who was called down by the mountain patrol general has arrived!