Chapter Twenty-Eight: The King's Debt Is Paid by His Hands
"Suicide, Master, are you kidding?"
Sun Wukong's face was full of disbelief.
Will the little demon commit suicide? I don't believe the ghosts when I say it.
I also peeled my own skin, Master, you let them peel one for me to see?
If I can peel it, I'll eat it.
Master, if you want to eat demon meat, just say it.
I won't tell you, what are you afraid of?
"Wukong, don't think about it, come, eat meat, drink meat. ”
Tang San smiled, filled a bowl of meat, and served the poured bowl of wine to Sun Wukong.
This stupid monkey has come to this point, what else do you want?
Sun Wukong had already eaten meat with Tang Seng before, and he had been hungry for a while just now.
Now that there is such fragrant meat in front of him, and there is such a delicious aroma of wine, how can he bear it?
He ate a large piece of meat and drank a large bowl of meat, and then said to Tang San excitedly, "Master, this meat is really fragrant." ”
"Eat more, then. Come, come, take the big one. ”
"You were dealing with the Black Wind Monster outside just now, it was too hard, so you just used his men to make up for it. ”
"People say that the father's debt is paid by the son, and we call the king's debt to be paid by the flesh. ”
Tang San smiled and poured another bowl of wine for Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong quickly finished eating the meat, then picked up the wine and touched it with Tang San's cup.
"That's right, Wukong, that's how it should be, come on, we'll do it. ”
"Master, it's done. ”
The master and apprentice drank meat in such a big bowl and ate it in large gulps.
Half a day later.
The master and apprentice ate a lot of wine and meat.
Sun Wukong drank too much and lay on the table.
Tang San thought in his heart that he wanted to collect the demon soul and get a foodie point, so he didn't dare to drink more, so he only drank five points drunk.
"Uh, so full. “
Tang San patted his stomach and said with satisfaction.
"Well, it's delicious, Master, your craftsmanship is so good. ”
Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang San and said.
Tang San hurriedly turned on his face, folded his hands, and said solemnly: "Amitabha, Wukong, this can't be nonsense. ”
"These meats are made by the little demons themselves, and we have a relationship with their meat, and we should be grateful to them. ”
If you want me to admit that I did it, that's impossible.
Sun Wukong nodded: "Yes, yes, what Master said is right." We have a fate with this meat, a fate. ”
Sun Wukong's eyes were blurred, and he looked nine points drunk.
"Wukong, you are so powerful, have you learned some powerful exercises?"
Tang San's eyes rolled and he began to take Sun Wukong's words.
Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.
Now such a good opportunity, if you don't take the "Great Product Heavenly Immortal Formula", wouldn't it be in vain that you poured so much wine for him just now?
"Gongfa, is the master talking about seventy-two changes?"
Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, looked at Tang Seng, and said with a smile.
"Seventy-two changes? Isn't this an exercise, isn't this what your master gave you to avoid the three calamities and six tribulations? ”
Tang San shook his head and denied it.
What are you kidding? Think I'm uneducated and fool me?
Anyway, since I was a child, I have watched Journey to the West several times.
"Is that a somersault cloud?"
Sun Wukong's tongue was already a little knotted, but he still didn't tell the truth.
"No, think again. ”
Tang San couldn't help but get a little anxious, somersault cloud, how could it be possible? That was just a small trick.
You must know that Sun Wukong's real master, Bodhi Ancestor, is a very low-key god in the Three Realms.
However, although they are low-key, their skills are quite low.
In his eyes, this somersault cloud was just what he taught Sun Wukong to play.
"What is that? Master, I have too many things to remember. ”
Sun Wukong was so drunk that he was almost asleep on the table, and his saliva was pouring out.
"Wukong, think about it again. ”
"Otherwise, Master will give you a wake-up call. ”
Tang San originally wanted Sun Wukong to continue thinking, but looking at Sun Wukong's state.
Something is not right, he is nine points drunk, and if he doesn't ask again, I'm afraid he will fall asleep.
That's all in vain.
"Master, okay, then you can remind my grandson, what kind of exercises are they?"
Sun Wukong smiled and scratched his head from time to time.
"Okay, Wukong, then Master will give you a wake-up call. ”
"What kind of big product, what kind of immortal, what is it?"
Tang San smiled, pursed his nervous lips, and leaned into Sun Wukong's ear to ask.
Since it's a trick on him, you can't just say the exercises, so vague is just a reminder.
"What's the big thing?
"Master, are you talking about the Great Heavenly Immortal Formula?"
Sun Wukong thought for a while, muttered something, and then looked at Tang San, squinting his already drunk eyes and asked.
"Yes, yes, it's the Great Heavenly Immortal Formula, you remember. ”
Tang San immediately rubbed his hands together excitedly.
It's not easy, it's really not easy.
After putting so much effort into it, he finally let Sun Wukong say it himself.
Since he was able to say it, it proved that he must know this exercise.
It seems that this great Heavenly Immortal Recipe must be the practice he cultivated.
"Master, I remember, I did cultivate the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique. ”
"But this exercise, when Master taught me, told me that it is the most basic exercise to strengthen the body. ”
"When I practiced back then, Master told me to practice once a day, and that's it. ”
"It's been so many years, and I haven't practiced for a long time. ”
"If you don't say it, I really can't remember. ”
Sun Wukong shook his head, looked at Tang Seng again, and laughed.
At this moment, this smile, looking at Tang San's eyes, was really too cute.
"How is it possible?"
Tang San couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but soon he figured out the reason.
It must be that the Bodhi Ancestor saw that Sun Wukong's temperament was a troublemaker.
If you tell him the name of the exercise, I'm afraid that he will say it, and then it will cause trouble for the Sanxing Cave of the Leaning Moon.
So he lied here and lied to Sun Wukong that it was a technique to strengthen the body.
In this way, Sun Wukong will not take it to heart, and naturally he will not talk about it everywhere.
One of the most important points is that this exercise can be practiced independently.
As long as Sun Wukong cultivates, he will even be cultivating himself when he sleeps, and he will not stop.
He told Sun Wukong to practice once a day, which naturally played a role in consolidation.
Sun Wukong's "Great Product Heavenly Immortal Jue" can be cultivated forever.
It's so, it's definitely like that.
"Wukong, what is the technique of this "Dapin Heavenly Immortal Jue"? Do you remember?"
Tang San's mind was extremely excited, and his body trembled a little.
Thinking that I will be able to learn the "Great Product Heavenly Immortal Formula" soon, can I not be excited?