Outside the gym, a man with a sword in white was constantly wandering, hovering his hand in front of the door several times without stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If you're here, why don't you come in?"

There was a vicissitudes of life in the view, and the man in white was startled when he heard this, first took two steps back, and then gritted his teeth and frowned and pushed open the door.

"What's the matter?" sat an old man with a white beard and a back to the man in white, who looked to be about a hundred years old, and the man in white asked when he entered the door.

"The disciple has something that I don't know. The man in white clasped his hands into fists and saluted the old man.

The old man did not speak.

"My brother and I have been following you for so long, you only taught us some techniques to strengthen our bodies, but we kept silent when it came to the mystical truths, but the monkey who has only been here for a few days has been able to pass on your true legacy. ”

"Master, don't you think we are as good as a monkey!"

By the end of the man's words, there was already a hint of anger in his voice.

"Is there anything else?" the old man didn't even reply, his voice still calm without any fluctuations.

"Yes, of course, we have served you tea and poured water for so many years, and we have been thinking about you all the time, and we are conscientiously afraid that there will be any place that will make you unhappy, just to be able to achieve something in your place, but why do you teach us nothing, but that monkey, he does not kneel to you! does not respect you! does not respect you! but does your true biography, I want to know, why! Why! Why!"

The man in white lost his demeanor, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, as if the old man had an enmity with him.

The old man was still silent, but waved his sleeves, and the dust on the ground that was rolled up by the wind actually seemed to have life with the swing of the old man's sleeves, and took shapes in the air one by one.

The man in white looked at the scene that the old man changed casually, the expression on his face changed from anger to surprise, and then from surprise to fear, and when the dust lost the blessing of the old man's spiritual power and slowly drifted to the ground, the man in white also knelt on the ground, and his body swayed like a piece of paper.

The dust changes are all the evils he has done before, from the small plotting to the same family, to the fratricidal, those things that he thought he handled well and no one would know about them, all of them were interpreted alive in this dust, and the eyes of the man in white looking at the old man were also full of fear.

"If you know these things, why do you want to take me as a disciple. The man in white swallowed his saliva and looked up to ask the old man.

"All things can be transformed, and those who can't be transformed are also my faults. ”

"Hasn't the monkey done any evil?" the man in white asked again.

"No, there is no one in this world who has not done evil. ”

"And why are you?"

"Because he's different... You don't know who he is... You don't know what he's going to do—" The old man's deep voice stopped abruptly, and he turned to look at the slowly opening door, his pupils vainly shrinking to the size of a pinpoint.

How could it be, I should have noticed it since he was outside the door, but why, he hadn't learned so much, why could he avoid my detection!

After the door was completely pushed open, Sun Wukong held a toothpick grass in his mouth and looked at the old man while picking his teeth.

"Who am I, and what am I going to do?"

Sun Wukong's words fell on the old man's heart like a boulder of a thousand catties, and the old man's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and said nothing.