Sun Wukong's special training is more simple and crude than imagined, that is, he picks up the stick and beats Dao Ran to death, so that he can burst out the potential of his whole body in a desperate situation.

The Heavenly Dragon Babu talisman spell is gone, and the summoned protectors are all points, even Luo Huyi, Youzen Tian and Fu Zhan are the three strongest summoned beasts of Dao Ran, and the results are all one move seconds.

There is no seven-phase law seal passed down by Fahai himself, and when the golden hoop stick is smashed down, no seal can be stopped. On the contrary, the bitter sea crossing taught by Zhu Bajie is somewhat effective, because it runs fast.

The tide pushed Dao Ran to fly in the air, which could make Dao Ran take a breath. It's just that no matter how fast it is, Sun Wu can't be faster, at most when he takes a breath, Dao Ran will be chased, and then he will be pulled into the wall with a stick, and he can't buckle it.

Sun Wukong also said that as long as Dao Ran's mana was lost, the golden hoop stick would whip him no more and no less than a hundred, and that kind of pain was definitely comparable to hell torture. But Sun Wukong's control of strength is stronger than Fahai, Daoran was beaten several times, there was not even a bruise on his body, and the only thing that was injured was his young mind.

What really gave Dao Ran a little respite was the peach planting technique he had just learned. Dao Ran used this almost out of nothing spell to grow all kinds of water, what durian fire dragon, what passion fruit thorn horn, many of which Dao Ran had eaten and played in his previous life, but he didn't expect this spell to be able to perfectly grow the plants in Dao Ran's memory.

Every kind of fresh water can make Sun Wukong give him three hours of rest, which is why Dao Ran has been able to persist until now.

Although he was abused, Daoran's progress was also amazing. Before, the mana skyrocketed so that he couldn't even cast spells, but now Dao Ran felt that the mana in his whole body was like an arm, and the control returned to his previous state.

According to Dao Ran's thoughts, at this time, he should cultivate the Ten Thousand Laws to One Miao Lian again, continue to accumulate the Fa, and when he loses again, he will continue to be abused by Sun Wukong and force himself to adapt. In this way, until Dao Ran's mana has accumulated to the extreme, and his control power has also reached the extreme, he will naturally become an Arhat with his strength.

But Sun Wukong disagreed.

Sun Wukong, who was full of scarlet, glared and asked, "Do you think you have learned?" ”

The scarlet on the side of his mouth was the juice of dragon fruit, and Dao Ran felt that he should give him white meat, and it was a sin to make it look like a man-eating monster.

"However, I have been able to control my mana perfectly, and it is difficult to make any progress if I continue to be beaten." Daoran explained.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "It's far, it's too far." ”

But shaking his head, Sun Wukong couldn't help scratching his ears again, and said irritably: "You kid is indeed talented, I originally thought that you would be beaten by me for at least a month to get to where you are now, and at that time, you should hate me too." I didn't think about it, it's just a few years, you just ......, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart. ”

Dao Ran asked strangely: "Why did you say this by fighting to defeat the Buddha?" If I came to ask for it, how could I hate you? ”

"I beat you like this, don't you hate?" Sun Wukong asked.

Dao Ran was silent, and then said: "The family teacher is also very strict, probably because he is used to it." ”

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Monkey king:......

Seeing Sun Wukong looking at himself with pitiful eyes, Dao Ran was a little embarrassed. He is a two-life man, and he has a mature view of right and wrong since he was a child. Who is sincere to himself, Dao Ran can see it very clearly.

Don't look at Hai like to use violence and confinement, but Dao Ran knows that he cares about himself very much, and he really raises himself with a handful of and urine. If he encounters any dangers and difficulties, as long as he returns to Jinshan, Fahai will definitely try his best to help him carry it...... In addition to being vulgar.

So, Dao Ran has always felt very much about Fahai, but this kind of gratitude is the same as Fahai's concern for him, and the way of expression is different from that of normal people.

is also one for Sun Wukong, this is his childhood puppet in his previous life, and now he is wholeheartedly helping himself to repair, what is there to hate?

Back then, those heavenly soldiers were beaten to death by Sun Wukong with a stick, and he didn't know how many thousands, and he didn't have any skin, so it can be seen that this fighter defeated Buddha Duojin, and he was really afraid that he would be broken.

This is grace, Daoran gratitude or not, where is the hatred?

"Annoying, you kid is young, why don't you have any youthful vigor. I wanted to be, but my master tricked me into putting on a tight hoop, and I almost beat him to death. Sun Wukong said unhappily.

Dao Ran reacted, immediately noticed something, and hurriedly asked:

"Fighting to defeat the Buddha's will, I need hatred to continue my practice?"

Sun Wukong didn't reply directly, but asked Ran and said: "I made trouble back then, and the Jade Emperor Lao'er sent 100,000 heavenly soldiers to come to my flower and fruit, and burned my monkey monkey grandson to death with a fire, guess what I thought at the time?" ”

Dao Ran groaned and replied, "It should be full of hatred, right?" ”

Sun Wukong said: "No, at that time, I wanted to beat everyone in the heavenly court, but I lost. ”

Daoran didn't say anything, just quietly listened to Sun Wukong tell the story.

"You should also know that the heavenly soldiers and generals will be again, that is, to make up the momentum, and it depends on who leads the troops. At that time, Li Jing's family was not my right, until Yang Jian came out, we each tried our best to win, and then it was Taishang Laojun who smashed me with his King Kong Zhuo.

"At that time, I thought that Yang Jian was not victorious, and I was ready to seek revenge on him. But then I turned around, even if Taishang Laojun didn't come out, I fought with Yang Jian hundreds of times, and most of the losses were me. Because at that time, I saw that the monkey monkey and monkey grandson suffered heavy casualties, my heart was disturbed, and my golden hoop was only powerful, and in Yang Jian's eyes, it was no different from a reckless man.

"I thought I was very skilled, but when I was angry, my Dharma stopped telling me. When you're small and calm, you can perfectly control your Fa, but what about when you're emotionally out of control? This is the demon in the mind of a cultivator.

"I only slowly figured this out after I became a Buddha. Since then, no matter whether I am happy or angry, my golden hoop stick will no longer have the slightest no, under this stick, you can not be ants, you can also crack mountains and seas. ”

Dao Ran understands what Sun Wukong means, and perfectly controlling his own law is not only normal, but even when his emotions are out of control, his mana must be perfectly controlled, and there can be no slightest disorder, which can be regarded as a real practice.

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Thinking about it carefully, Dao Ran was a little afraid. If there is no Monkey King to mention it, Dao Ran thinks that he has practiced well, and when the critical time comes, the demon will tease him, and his emotions will be out of control and his mana will be lost, I am afraid that the third master will rush to the scene to laugh at him as soon as possible.

"Thank you for beating Foti, I see." Daoran thanked him quite sincerely.

Sun Wukong said: "Understanding what is is easier said than done." Emotions are love, mana is law, you are in extreme anger, can you still tell the difference? ”

Or, in the midst of anger, use the sutras to calm the emotions? Isn't cultivating Buddha to quit anger? Daoran asked.

"Fart, when even the Buddha is angry, who dares to say that he has completely quit anger, that is definitely bragging. I'm not asking you not to be angry, I'm trying to keep you in control of your mana even when you're angry, that's the way to do it once and for all. Sun Wukong explained.

Sun Wukong's point of view is very similar, the so-called good person, it is difficult to be a good person for a lifetime. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue for dozens may be pointed out by thousands of people because of a mistake.

Emotional control is also one, mortals can endure for decades, and there will be times when the defense is broken. The life span of the immortals is almost endless, and who can guarantee that there will not be extreme emotions in thousands of years?

Therefore, this kind of thing of emotional loss of control cannot be avoided, let alone taboo, it is necessary to be accurate, trained in advance, and adapted in advance.

It is worthy of fighting to win, and his insight in this regard is really extraordinary.

"So how do you solve this problem?" Daoran asked.

"It's still that, practice. I said before that you should go to Lao Jun's alchemy furnace to bake a few, that is not a joke, this can help you condense your mana, such as, at that time, your mana can't be messed up if you want to. But if you don't want to, then you can only suffer a little.

"I originally thought, beat you up, the young man will definitely have a spleen, and when you hate me, that's fine, I'll continue to beat you for another year and a half. But you're small, and you have a better temper than the old monk, which stumps me. Sun Wukong scratched and said quite irritably.

Daoran is also very none, and how to mature has become a kind of mistake. Sure enough, if you are not angry, you are not a young person, and your mentality is not very suitable for your age.

Sun Wukong thought about it and asked again: "In your life, haven't you ever been angry?" ”

Daoran replied, "Although no, there are still some." ”

"Angry at whom?" Sun Wukong asked.

Daoran thought about it and replied: "For the innocent victims, when I just arrived in Hangzhou, I ...... not long ago."

Dao Ran in this life

When he was most angry, it was the Taoist monk of Lingyin Temple who used poison to plot against himself, and as a result, he harmed innocent people. Daoran was angry at the time, beat him to flesh with a punch, and later forced Xiao Qiao to help save the people.

In addition to this, Dao Ran really didn't get particularly angry.

Sun Wukong listened to Dao Ran's explanation, and couldn't help but say: "Otherwise, my Buddha will do it for you." ”

Daoran: ......

After being silent for a while, Dao Ran said: "Fighting to defeat the Buddha and laughing, I may not even be able to cultivate as an Arhat." ”

"Sooner or later, if you can't cultivate properly, you'll be blind." Sun Wukong said.

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Listening to Sun Wukong's words, Dao Ran didn't know whether to be happy or lost.

"Okay, let's get down to business. For the sake of the common people, it is useless. Sun Wukong said.

"Why?" Strangely enough, isn't this the same as anger?

"Cangshengtai, it has nothing to do with you. I can't just run away and slaughter mortals just to help you repair, can I? ”

This is very Dao Ran, but Dao Ran can't think of anything to do, too good temper can also become an obstacle to cultivation, this he really never imagined.

After thinking about it for a while, Sun Wukong suddenly turned over and said to Daoran excitedly: "I thought that the only thing to do is to let you go through the training." ”

Dao Ran hurriedly said: "Fighting to defeat the Buddha is not, I am because of the special original, I must go to the cave heaven blessed land to cultivate, if I stay in the mortal for a long time, the underworld will take away my soul." ”

After Daoran explained the cause to Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong was also amazed when he heard it.

"You kid is really a person, you will be rewarded for doing good deeds, and this thing can be regarded as an eternal anecdote. But you let it go, I'm not going to let you go to the mortal world to practice. Do you know where there are the most grievances in this world? Sun Wukong asked.

"Please also fight to defeat the Buddha's guidance."

"It's a dead city." Sun Wukong said.

"Dead City? Isn't this the rule of the underworld? Daoran asked.

"No, the world is dying in vain, and the heart is often full of resentment, and even Meng Po soup may not be able to be washed away. If it is forcibly sent into the wheel, the baby born will be resentful, and it will cause endless harm.

But most of these people who died in vain are not guilty and cannot be sent to hell to suffer, so they will be sent to death in vain until the resentment in their hearts is let go, and then they can be reincarnated. If you want to say where there is the most wronged in this heaven and earth, there is only this city of vain death.

And even if they are reincarnated, their former resentment will remain in the city of vain, and over time, this enemy will conjure up all kinds of tragic scenes at all times. Thou hast been so merciful and jealous of thy hatred that thou hast died in vain, and thou hast ensured that thy fists will be hard every day. Sun Wukong said.

Sun Wukong just thinks that Dao Ran's character is too much, and it is difficult for him to fall into extreme emotions without some stimulation, and the city of death in vain perfectly meets Dao Ran's needs.

"But how do I get into the City of the Dead? The living cannot stay in hell for long. ”

Dao Ran has been to the earth, the environment of the underworld is not suitable for a living life, and the big-headed ghost has to pull out his soul to take it down.

And, he still had a short life in the underworld, and he died in vain, wouldn't he throw himself into the net? When the time comes, the big-headed ghost doesn't need to hook on the mortal world, and just goes out and turns around and locks him away.

"Put, I know the underworld, it's not difficult to open a back door for you to go to the dead city. However, with your current strong soul, it is estimated that you will not be able to come back if you are sent directly to the underworld. Sun Wukong thought about it, and then said: "Since it is like this, the later practice will have to change direction." ”

Without waiting for Dao Ran to ask for clarification, he saw a golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong's hand, and Dao Ran was stabbed defenselessly. The severe pain spread, making Daoran's eyes dark.

And when Daoran regained consciousness, he felt like his body was floating in mid-air. No, his body didn't float up, Xiang, Daoran's body had fallen to the ground, and now it was his soul floating in the air.

"Next, it's your soul that needs to be exercised. Prepare, or follow the old rules. Sun Wukong said, and the golden hoop stick smashed towards Dao Ran.

screaming, Dao Ran was once again whipped by Sun Wukong for hundreds of times, and this time it was really painful to the soul.

Dao Ran screamed again and again, and his soul was tempered more condensed, preparing for the underworld.

At this time, the land is having a headache for a rebellious demon rebel army. A few days ago, the evil ape of Fahai's superduity was just sent to the ground,

It was robbed by this group of evil spirits.

This is the first time in hundreds of years that someone dares to provoke the majesty of the underworld. The Ten Palaces of Yama sent a large number of ghosts to chase after them, but this group of ghosts was buried in a bad way as soon as they left the underworld, and most of them were directly damaged.

The only thing to receive is to know the name of this group of demon rebels - the Black Mountain Army.

The little monk is dedicated to returning to the world.

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Chapter 229: The Common Life is Too Far and It Has Nothing to Do with You