Sun Wukong is still resisting, his indomitable will and unparalleled strength do not allow him to fall.

He supported Wuzhi Mountain with both hands, and his eyes were fierce and unyielding.

But Wuzhi Mountain is too heavy, it is a peerless quasi-saint super supernatural power close to a saint, and when he runs out of mana, it is still difficult to resist just relying on the law body.

Sun Wukong's arm was a little sore, and just when he was about to give up, suddenly there was another person beside him.

"Wukong, are you going to give up?"

The voice was a little old and unfamiliar, but when he spoke, that palpitating sense of familiarity came again.

Sun Wukong's head suddenly emptied, he didn't even feel that his hands were not holding Wuzhi Mountain, his legs sank, sinking into the ground, and he didn't reach his waist.

He turned his head and looked directly at a white-haired old man not far from him.

The old man had an old face, white beard and hair, wearing a gray robe, facing Sun Wukong, and there was a Tai Chi Pisces figure on the chest of his clothes.

The old man was also looking at Sun Wukong, with a smile on his face and a kind face.

"Master!"

The old man is the ancestor of Bodhi, he hasn't appeared for a long time, but he didn't expect to appear again to see Sun Wukong.

The Heavenly Dao Vortex Cloud, he couldn't get close, he could only come to see this proud disciple of his own.

Bodhi Ancestor looked at Sun Wukong, didn't look at the Five Finger Mountain, and said, "Wukong, can't you bear it?"

Sun Wukong also raised his head, I don't know why, he felt that his arms were congested, and the five finger mountains seemed to be much lighter.

"Master, why are you here?" Sun Wukong actually wanted to see Bodhi, but he didn't want to see him when he was so down.

Counting the time in various space-time wormholes, he hadn't seen Bodhi Ancestor for almost 10,000 years.

I have thought about the scenes of countless meetings, most of them are his unparalleled combat power, and then he defeated the Lingshan Buddha in a beautiful way, and then invited the Bodhi Ancestor.

However, who knows, the reality is always the opposite. He was defeated and suppressed by the Nyorai of Lingshan, and in such a downtrodden situation, he met Bodhi.

Bodhi said, "You don't want to see me?"

Wukong said: "The disciple has always wanted to see the master and say thank you, but he didn't have the opportunity. ”

Bodhi said, "How are you now?"

Wukong said: "Master also saw it, and he was so depressed that he made Master lose face." ”

He had heard about fighting Buddha from Guo Qing, and he also knew Bodhi's hardships, and he had been working hard to help Bodhi solve his problems.

Now that he is about to be suppressed, the other brothers don't know whether they are alive or dead, what should he do?

Bodhi shook his head and said, "I don't feel ashamed of being a teacher at all, and I am even very proud. ”

Sun Wukong frowned and said, "Why did Master say this?"

Bodhi Ancestor stepped forward, but he was too tall, a head taller than Sun Wukong, and if he wanted to get close to Sun Wukong, he had to lower his head.

Sun Wukong hurriedly exerted his strength again and raised the Five Fingers Mountain.

It's just that he can't raise too much, because he is already shorter than ordinary people, and now he is pressed to the waist of the dirt.

Bodhi is getting closer and closer, his body is getting smaller and smaller, and he is gradually approaching Sun Wukong. Upon approaching, the body was already half the size of an arm's arm.

He stepped forward and gently bounced away the dirt on Sun Wukong's body, and said, "Because the teacher has seen your perseverance and perseverance." ”

Bodhi smiled, smiled happily, and said: "Another point, as a teacher, I always thought that you would only cause trouble, and if you want to achieve this level in the future, it will take hundreds of years, and even go through countless disasters, who knows, you are already so good." ”

Sun Wukong said: "The disciple has worried the master. ”

Bodhi shook his head and said, "It's not worry, but I'm proud of you." ”

Sun Wukong said: "The disciple already has such combat power, how does the master plan to treat me?"

Bodhi was silent for a while, then looked at Sun Wukong and said seriously: "You know?"

"The disciple has always known. Sun Wukong also said seriously.

Bodhi thought for a long time before he said, "I want you to break the shackles of this world and not be like a teacher. ”

Sun Wukong was silent for a while, and said, "Master, if I become a fighting Buddha, will you be free?"

"No!" Bodhi's answer made Sun Wukong pause.

Sun Wukong was stunned and said: "Old Guo...... Didn't Senior Brother Guo say that as long as one more person becomes a Fighting Buddha, Master will be able to be free? These words were also said by the people of Lingshan himself. ”

Bodhi Ancestor said: "I also thought so before becoming a teacher, so I did a lot of wrong things for this and sent many of your senior brothers to Lingshan. But ......"

"They don't keep their promises?" said Sun Wukong coldly.

Bodhi Ancestor raised his hand, knocked on the Five Fingers Mountain, and said, "You are carrying it now, don't you still understand?"

Sun Wukong was furious and roared and wanted to cast the magic power of heaven and earth, but he had no mana in his body, so he couldn't use it at all.

He wanted to get bigger and burst out of his god and demon body, but he only carried the Five Finger Mountain up a few points, but he couldn't fly up.

In the end, he sighed and said, "Master, the disciple is really useless, he is pressed by this broken mountain. ”

Bodhi Ancestor didn't help him, but said: "This mountain is transformed by the Natal Great Divine Power of Rulai, and there is his sealing method on it, you can carry it without being suppressed, it is already very remarkable." ”

"If the disciple has mana, why be afraid of this broken mountain?" Sun Wukong said angrily.

"But you don't. Bodhi Ancestor shook his head and said, "I came here as a teacher to tell you." Being suppressed this time is not necessarily a bad thing. As a teacher, I hope to see you personally lift this mountain one day and throw it into the East China Sea. ”

This is the place where Nanzhan Buzhou is close to the middle, and it is 108,000 miles away from the seaside of the East China Sea.

Sun Wukong was shocked, if he was in his heyday, he might be able to do it. But he doesn't have mana now, and his Dharma Body can't carry this mountain yet.

But Bodhi Ancestor seemed to be testing him, how smart Sun Wukong was, and hurriedly said, "Master, you have to help me." ”

Bodhi said: "The teacher will not help you, this is your calamity, you have survived, and the teacher will see you again." ”

With that, he was gone.

Sun Wukong shouted again, but Bodhi was gone.

Bodhi is just like the beginning, the mystery that appears and the mystery that disappears is also mysterious. Sun Wukong shouted a few times, and then he knew that it was useless, so he didn't say anything.

He pursed his lips, his eyes gradually becoming resolute, and he seemed to understand what to do next.

Sun Wukong began to carry the Five Finger Mountain, and then accumulated strength, and his physical body was also rapidly improved.

At this time, the Emperor Heaven was almost about to be defeated for thirty-six days.

Countless mortals in the mortal world are watching, the whirlpool in the sky is continuous, and the heavenly fire is constantly falling. The mortals looked horrified and knelt on the ground in prayer.

(End of chapter)