Three days ago

"What do you want to learn?" the old man looked at Sun Wukong, glanced at the two of them with a smile and whispered below, and said to him faintly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What can you teach me?"

Sun Wukong asked rhetorically.

"I can't teach you, so go up the hill along this road, and there is a library at the top of the mountain, and if you can get in, go in, if you can't... Just come back. ”

Sun Wukong scratched his head, shook his head and walked towards the mountain.

"Stop!"

Sun Wukong turned around and saw a group of white-clothed disciples with long swords surrounding him.

"Didn't the old man ask you to continue to practice fist and foot kung fu, you didn't listen to him, concentrate on cultivation, and come here to block what I am doing. Sun Wukong leaned on the stone and smiled.

"The mountain is the place where the master cultivates, and you are not allowed to defile the holy land of his old man's family, a monster covered in hair!"

"Oh, I'm a monster, so what are you?" Sun Wukong looked at these people coldly.

"People. ”

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth curled, and he wanted to grab something in his hand, so he broke off a branch from the tree next to him, put it in his hand and turned it upside down.

"Come, let me see what strength they have given me when they have brought me pain. ”

The white-clothed disciples looked at each other, and their eyes all revealed the same message: kill him!

A monkey, even if the master allows it, how can he climb the altar they think about day and night, and a monster, even if the master likes it, how can he step on their heads and be arrogant!

A voice in their hearts was screaming and roaring, telling them in a very seductive voice to kill this monkey who dared to offend them!

And they did.

Even if the master only gives them some work to focus on strengthening their bodies on weekdays, it is not something that the monkey in front of him, who seems to have no foundation, can resist.

For them, what is too dazzling must be destroyed.

Because all the dazzling things are stumbling blocks on the road to their own growth.

If you don't get rid of this behemoth in front of your eyes, the master will never set his eyes on himself, and he will never have the chance to touch the so-called bliss, so he can only mingle with these people who eat and wait for death.

They are not willing to do this, just like crabs struggling in the crab basket, the mouth is placed there, but the only crab that can get out is the last one to survive!

Everyone is suppressing the light around them, and over time, they really become normal, when playing cards and fishing become life, and when they pick up a sword, can they still wield their own tone.

Sun Wukong told them with practical actions: No.

When you choose mediocrity, then you will be accepted by mediocrity and will never shine again.

Sun Wukong threw the branch on the ground and looked at the white-clothed disciple lying on the ground with disdain: "Phew, the screaming is very happy, and there is no one who can fight if you really fight." ”

Sun Wukong just knocked them to the ground, and did not take their lives, because he knew very well that with this group of wine bags and rice bags, giving them a hundred years, five hundred years, and a thousand years, they would not pose any threat to themselves.

They were willing to fall, so there was no one to save them.

It's just that when Sun Wukong knocked him to the ground, two people from official eunuch families gritted their teeth and lowered their heads when Sun Wukong jumped over them.