Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 8 The Woodcutter and Bodhi

In a meditation room deep in Samsung Cave.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Patriarch Bodhi exudes bursts of ethereal Taoist rhyme, showing his immortal demeanor.

The woodcutter stood aside, with an ax pinned to his waist, and freshly chopped dry wood standing on one side. He still looked very ordinary.

In front of the two of them, there was a simple and simple mirror hanging, and what appeared in it was the scene of Monkey King shooting an arrow just now.

Seeing that Sun Wukong shot down a towering tree with a self-made bow and arrow without using any mana or supernatural powers, Patriarch Bodhi's eyes moved slightly.

"Master, what do you think?" The woodcutter asked with a smile while wiping his sweat with his hands.

"I didn't pay attention for a while, but he learned how to shoot. Who taught him?" Patriarch Bodhi asked back, and then counted with his fingers, "Oh, I know I went to the Sutra Pavilion."

"With my junior's talent, it's not difficult to learn how to shoot arrows by yourself." The woodcutter smiled, "The most important thing is, it's only been eight months, and he has achieved my thousand-year arrow skills in eight months."

"It seems that it's time to teach him some magic and supernatural powers." Patriarch Bodhi also laughed.

"Master." The woodcutter suddenly said solemnly, "You know this is not my intention."

"Of course." Patriarch Bodhi nodded lightly, "But three years is three years. This is a fixed number. If there are too many years, there will be great risks."

"Master accepting him as an apprentice is inherently risky." The woodcutter shook his head, "If you follow the rules and only teach him for three years, the risk is really not great.
But what do we get?What can be changed?
Should we always use the names of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave, only in our hearts and not in the world?

And the talent of the younger brother has exceeded our expectations. If the master can teach him more, maybe he can break new ground for us in the future. "

"I understand what you said." Patriarch Bodhi's expression did not change, "But the mind is hard to decide. If you teach him too much, you will harm him.

With his natural nature, his ability to cause trouble in the future can definitely be called the number one in the Three Realms today. "

"Heart ape?" The woodcutter thought for a while before asking bluntly, "How many times have Master met him?"

"I met him once when he went up the mountain to pay homage to his teacher." Patriarch Bodhi frowned slightly.

"Just once, and only a few words, how much can you understand him?" The woodcutter said with a smile, "It's like looking at the moon in the mirror. Master only sees the appearance.
And in the past four years, I have met him fourteen times. I have seen all his changes, and I have also observed them carefully.
In the past three years, he was indeed in a state of uncertainty and stubbornness,
But in the fourth year, he began to have a big change,
Not only practice calligraphy and self-cultivation, lecture on scriptures and Taoism on the mountain, but also go to the Sutra Pavilion to study boring Taoist scriptures and ancient history books.
From an ignorant stone monkey to a man of insight who can talk with other disciples,

Even though I still feel happy and angry now, I already know how to calm my heart down,
So, Master still thinks that he is undecided?Is it a top-notch stone monkey? "

Facing the majesty of the Bodhi Patriarch, the woodcutter talked eloquently, and explained his views on Monkey King.

"Master, think about it carefully. This disciple has gone back to cook for the old mother." After he finished speaking, he picked up the dry firewood, took a step in the meditation room, and disappeared out of thin air.

"It's been a while since you transformed your mind and cultivated your mind, and you still haven't come back?" Patriarch Bodhi asked facing the void.

"Soon, soon." The woodcutter's voice seemed to sound from the sky, and then fell into silence.

Patriarch Bodhi's eyes fell on the mirror in front of him again, looking at the monkey scratching his face and baring his teeth in the mirror, lost in thought.

……

After meeting the woodcutter, he performed another life simulation, and Sun Wukong's temperament became more stable, and he was no longer bothered by the various problems before.

In addition to sweeping the floor and fetching water every day, I still talk about scriptures and Taoism with my brothers.

In my spare time, I go to the Sutra Pavilion to study scriptures, or go to the mountains to practice archery.
When night fell, he practiced the woodcutter's practice method "Xin Code" in his residence.

"Xin Dian", the name looks simple, but the inside is obscure and difficult to understand. It is not the same thing as the 360 ​​side-door methods in the Sutra Pavilion.

Fortunately, the rewards given by the simulator went directly to his mind, so he didn't need to study carefully, he could practice directly.

And Sun Wukong practiced for more than a month, so he started "Xin Dian".

It was late at night, after returning to the residence from the Sutra Pavilion.

"Brother Woodcutter is not simple." Sun Wukong's heart moved, and some unfathomable power circulated in his body, and his body seemed to become much lighter.

This kind of power is different from mana, it is mental power.

The brothers on the mountain had demonstrated with him what mana was like, so he could easily distinguish the difference between mental power and mana.

It seems that the power of the heart is not very powerful, but in fact it has its own mystery.

If he doesn't take the initiative to use it, his mental strength will be hidden in the nothingness in his heart, and others will not be able to detect it.

"Good thing, good thing." Sun Wukong was overjoyed, thinking that the ordinary appearance of the woodcutter brother was probably caused by Xuan Miao's mental strength.

The next morning, he went out with a smile on his face, and was going to sweep the floor and fetch water first.

On the way, he saw Senior Brother Haizheng who used to come out for morning exercises when the cock crowed, but today he got up earlier than him, standing outside the main hall of the Taoist Palace in Sanxing Cave.

"Wukong, the patriarch opened the altar to give a lecture today, put away the miscellaneous things in your hands first, and listen to the lecture together." Haizheng couldn't hide his smile.

"The patriarch opened the altar to preach?" Sun Wukong was overjoyed immediately, "Okay, okay!"

But finally this day has come!

Soon, when the cock crowed, under Haizheng's reminder, all the disciples who were still on the mountain came to wait outside the main hall of the Taoist Palace, all of them had surprises on their faces, obviously looking forward to the patriarch's lecture.

when!
A melodious bell sounded in the Dao Palace, and the door slowly opened.

A fairy boy came out and said to the disciples, "Come in."

All the disciples entered respectfully, and Sun Wukong also jumped in three or two steps.

Although he had known for a long time that the patriarch would teach him the technique of longevity today, when the moment came, he was still nervous and looking forward to it.

After entering, I saw Patriarch Bodhi in a white Taoist robe and gray hair, sitting cross-legged on a high futon.

"Greetings to Patriarch." All the disciples saluted.

"Today's preaching is determined by heaven, you must not slack off." Patriarch Bodhi said.

"Yes." All the disciples became serious, and then sat cross-legged on the futons below.

"Hmm..." Sun Wukong scratched his face, pondered for a while, and sat down.

Patriarch Bodhi's eyes flicked one by one below, and then he said slowly: "Show secret and perfect penetration, enlightenment and meditation, no birth and no death, full of energy..."

He didn't say much, just started preaching.

Bursts of mysterious dao rhymes circulated and circled in the main hall of the dao palace, and the minds of all the disciples fell into it.

Sun Wukong's savvy is undoubtedly the strongest, his clever eyes are shining brightly, if he didn't have this year's practice, he wouldn't be able to understand these things.

But now, these words of the patriarch are like the words of the Dao, every word and sentence, seemingly simple and ordinary, but hidden the truth of heaven and earth.

Let him be fascinated by listening, and his mood also fluctuates accordingly, as if he has experienced joy, anger, sorrow, fear and sorrow.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

(End of this chapter)