Under the oblique moon cave, a bronze bell rang the sound.

There was a sound rhythm coming out of the Leaning Moon Cave, resounding through this square inch mountain, and the ancient sound condensed the Great Dao Divine Rule, floating in the void.

In Fangcunshan Academy, a venerable disciple, their flesh was washed by Daoyin, and the marrow of the I Ching was washed on the spot, and a trace of impurities flowed out of the pores.

And those Qi Refiners who have cultivated their mana only feel that their mana is much more refined under the washing of Dao Yin.

At the door of the Scripture Pavilion, seven figures walked out.

It was none other than the Seven of the Circle Generation, and in front of them stood a demon monkey covered in hair.

Sun Wukong was about to leave the Scripture Pavilion.

"When ——————"

The sound of the fairy bell then reached the Academy's Scripture Pavilion, and this ancient attic trembled, and the dust fell from the sky.

The monkey hair trembled, and a great sound washed Sun Wukong's body.

The disciples in the academy looked shocked and surprised.

"It's the fairy bell hanging at the mouth of the Leaning Moon Cave!"

"That's the fairy bell, since I worshiped into Fangcun Mountain, I have never seen the fairy bell ring, and the fairy bell ringing today is actually a creation."

For them, the sound of the fairy bell alone is a supreme creation.

In the cave mansions, those disciples who had cultivated the primordial gods also looked at Fang Cun Mountain curiously and pointed.

The seven members of the Yuanzi generation stood behind Sun Wukong, showing curiosity, looking up at the top of the mountain.

"Senior Brother Wukong, what does this mean?"

"My grandson doesn't know either!"

Sun Wukong shook his head suspiciously, he had been up the mountain for so long, and it was the first time he had encountered the fairy bell ringing.

Suddenly, a voice came from Fang Cun Mountain.

It was the voice of the fairy child.

"The ancestor has a saying, when I preached at noon today, all the disciples of my Cunshan Mountain came to listen to the sermon."

What?

Bodhi Ancestor wants to preach!

When the Fang Cun Mountain disciple learned the news, he boiled.

In the academy, dozens of figures immediately stepped out, climbed the steps, and led to the top of Fangcun Mountain.

And those senior brothers who opened up the dojo, they even cast spells to bless themselves, wanting to reach the top as soon as possible and find a good position.

This is the preaching of the Bodhi Ancestor, in their hearts, the Bodhi Ancestor is a master of the world, a hidden immortal.

I can hear the immortals preach, this is a monstrous creation.

Guangshen, Zhiyuan, Huiding, Huigen, Huixun, Mantra, True Law, True World...

A Venerable Qi Refiner used his mana, blessed himself, and walked on the steps.

It would be them casting spells in the dark, wanting to be the first to reach the top of Fangcun Mountain.

This is a contest, maybe it can still be valued by the Bodhi Ancestor, and it is possible to accept it as a closed disciple.

"A good year! Ancestor is finally going to preach? ”

Guangshen sighed, he took the lead, and the Book of Wind blessed himself, like divine help, and in a few steps, he measured dozens of steps, and he was already far ahead of others.

It was the preaching of the immortals, and Guangshen couldn't wait to listen to the preaching of the Bodhi Ancestor and took the lead in climbing to the top of Fangcun Mountain.

On the top of Fangcun Mountain, at the entrance of the Leaning Moon Cave, there are rows of futons, a total of fifty-two, which correspond to the fifty-two disciples of Fangcun Mountain.

Guangshen bowed down to the fairy child under the fairy bell, and then sat down in the first futon position in the first row.

After Guangshen sat down, Zhiyuan came with a fairy sword on his back, he also bowed to the fairy child, and then sat in the second position in the first row.

Then there were the disciples of Fang Cun Mountain, who climbed to the top one by one, sat at the entrance of the Leaning Moon Cave, and waited for the noon sermon.

Soon, the futons were full, but in the end there were eight people missing.

It was Sun Wukong and the seven people of the Yuanzi generation who had just entered the gate of Fangcun Mountain.

The fairy boy didn't like it, but he didn't say anything, and the other Fang Cun Mountain disciples frowned when they saw this, and whispered.

"Today, the ancestor preached for the first time, why haven't the senior disciples of Wukong and the seven junior disciples of the Yuanzi generation come to listen to the sermon?"

"Could it be that the first time the ancestor preached, they didn't want to come and listen to the sermon?"

"That's the preaching of the immortals, it's nothing more than that."

Many disciples were puzzled, Guangshen Zhiyuan and Huiding, the three senior brothers had the best relationship with Sun Wukong, the three of them glanced at each other, and Huiding got up.

"The ancestor preached a chance, such an opportunity, how can you miss it? I'll bring them up. ”

There was still a long time before noon, and it was enough for him to make a round trip.

Immediately, Hui Ding stepped into the steps again and walked towards the academy in the mountain.

The entrance of the academy and the Scripture Pavilion.

The six big men looked at the top of Fangcun Mountain, and the eldest brother couldn't help but ask.

"What is the identity of the ancestor? He even opened the altar to preach for us? ”

"Senior Brother Wukong, are we going to listen to the sermon?"

"Don't go, don't go, my grandson hasn't cleaned the steps today, so don't leave it at that."

Sun Wukong has some impatient knives.

How can these seven people be like dog skin plasters, they can't get rid of them.

It's just that the eldest brother didn't seem to hear Sun Wukong's impatience, but said.

"It seems that Senior Brother doesn't look down on the Ancestor's preaching."

As soon as these words came out!

The other six people of the round character generation changed color one after another, and their expressions showed nervousness.

Senior Sister Yuantong said even more coldly.

"It's just a side door, senior brother can't look down on the ancestor to preach, that's natural."

Well?

Sun Wukong was stunned.

Did my grandson say that he looked down on his ancestors' preaching?

He just wanted to cultivate the Perfect Fa. Why is it that when it comes to their mouths, they just can't look down on the preaching of the Bodhi Ancestor?

If the ancestor preached, he was talking about the perfect road, he would have climbed the mountain and waited for the ancestor to come.

But what he cultivates is the perfect method passed down by the Gate of Eternal Life, and the Bodhi Ancestor is very strong, and he is an immortal, but in the eyes of Sun Wukong, no immortal god can be compared with the Gate of Eternal Life.

I saw Senior Sister Yuantong smile slightly, stretched out a pair of white arms, and between her jade fingers, a scripture book quietly appeared.

"This is a volume of scriptures that Senior Sister Yuantong got in Lishan a few years ago, if Senior Brother can't look down on the ancestors' preaching, it is better to take a look at this volume of scriptures!"

The scriptures have no cover, and there is not a word in the blanks.

Seeing this, the six big men were a little puzzled.

They could sense that this Yuantong Senior Sister was powerful, not even inferior to them.

But!

Sun Wukong is related to the rise of their clan, so at this moment, the ring also moved, he took out a scroll of scriptures, only to see that on the scriptures, ancient words of God and Taoism were written.

It was the Great Dao Divine Text, an ancient demon text.

"Ten Thousand Demon Sutra!"

Three ancient demon texts, their meaning is self-evident, and Sun Wukong can see the extraordinaryness of this volume of scriptures at a glance.

"This is a volume of scriptures that Huanhuan and several junior disciples picked up in the depths of the 100,000 mountains in the early years, but my junior and junior disciples have average qualifications and have no chance of this method."

"If you think that Senior Brother is extremely talented, he will definitely be able to cultivate this scripture!"

Yuantong held the scripture without a cover, but her eyes fell on the Ten Thousand Demon Sutra, her brows were tightly locked, and she didn't notice that these six big men showed their confidence.

That's the Book of Ten Thousand Demons!

It is an ancient scripture, coming out of the Wa Palace, and no big demon can refuse to cultivate the Ten Thousand Demon Sutra.

Didn't the Bodhi Ancestor want to preach?

After this period of thinking, they can be sure that Sun Wukong has not yet practiced Buddhism, which shows that Bodhi Ancestor has not yet preached!

They want to cut off the Monkey King before the Bodhi ancestor preaches!