Journey to the West: Bound Bone Essence at the beginning

Chapter 145 The wicked have their own grind

"Reporting to Master, I never thought about running around. I just ran into some trouble while playing in the South China Sea, and that's why I've been delayed until now." Faced with Subhuti's furious gaze, Bai Gu said calmly.

"What trouble did you encounter?" Subhuti frowned.

Skeleton Bones sighed slightly: "In order to bring Wukong to become his disciple, the disciple rode a golden eagle and crossed the two seas. When passing by the South China Sea, he happened to see the Dragon King of the South China Sea taking a concubine. He was caught by a patrolling Yaksha and sent to the kitchen. This triggered a series of events. The incident ruined the relationship with the South China Sea. This time I met several patrolling yakshas while surfing, and we got into a fight without talking to each other."

Subhuti froze in anger, and said, "Don't go surfing in the South China Sea from now on, you don't have any idea!"

'Ginger is still spicy when old! A flash of praise flashed in Baigu's eyes, and admiration for Subhuti arose spontaneously in his heart.

He had some doubts before, how could the old and cunning Subhuti not know the quality of his disciples, since he agreed to Mu Zha's teaching, he must have considered the consequences, why should he be so angry when he knew everything well ?

Now it seems that this guy is clearly covering himself, the master and apprentice sang together, and in a few words, they revealed the mystery of the bone's whereabouts, turning the unknown into the known, enough to make people relax their vigilance.

"Senior Bodhisattva, should I continue talking?" At this time, Muzha's eyes glanced gloomily at the monkey and the bones, and when he looked at Subhuti, he suddenly became low-key and humble.

He knew who he could mess with and who he couldn't mess with. There was no comparison between two mere monsters in the human-immortal realm and Subhuti!
So naturally, he had two faces towards the master and the disciple...

"Go on, this is also a kind of growth for them." Subhuti sighed slightly, looking quite frustrated.

Mu Zha chuckled, turned to the middle-aged Taoist and said, "It's your turn, how about we change the way of communication?"

"What kind of one should I change it to?" the Taoist asked cautiously.

"You talk about the doubts you encountered in your practice. If you can't ask me, it means that my Taoism is not profound enough and I am not qualified to teach you anything. But if you can't ask me, you have to accept my questions. If you say The fact that you can't even answer the most basic questions I asked can only show that you are really an idiot."

The Taoist did not want to accept this method. He preferred the previous communication method of directly teaching the scriptures and then asking them if they understood.

Although this method seems crude, it is just like his nine classmates, it doesn't matter if they don't understand, as long as they are guessing and not being speechless.

In contrast, direct questions will expose more problems no matter who asks whom.

"I don't have any doubts to explain. Let's follow the previous communication method." After hesitating for a moment, the Taoist gritted his teeth and said shamelessly.

"Are you afraid?" Mu Zha's voice was gentle, and his attitude seemed reserved and humble. However, the edge in his words deeply hurt the Taoist's self-esteem: "Afraid that I will ask some worthless and embarrassing questions, afraid that I will I’ll leave you speechless by asking.”

The middle-aged Taoist twitched his face and said: "You are talking nonsense, I am not."

"Then do you dare to accept the challenge?" Looking at his wandering eyes, Muzha, who was in the limelight, felt very comfortable and asked with a smile.

Having said all this, in front of Subhuti, how dare the Taoist say a single word "no"?
In any case, it will bring shame to his family. Being afraid to fight is more embarrassing than losing...

Later, the Taoist seriously raised the problems he encountered in his practice one by one. Mu Zha knew very well that too much is too little, so no matter how naive the other person asked him, he never ridiculed him.

But despite this, the Taoist's own momentum gradually declined as he talked. After a while, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Is there any problem, hurry up, don't waste everyone's time." After waiting for a while, Mu Zha urged. "You are enough!" Monkey endured and endured, but he couldn't get used to this flamboyant face, and said in a cold voice.

"Be a hero! Why don't you come?" Mu Zha looked at him with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

After the farce at the beach, these two monsters are what he hates the most now. He was worried about how to get angry, but the other party jumped out impatiently. It was as if the heavens were helping him...

Monkey knows very well that talking around is his weakness. Almost all of his talents are focused on actual combat power, leaving little room for theory.Under such circumstances, engaging in a theoretical confrontation with Muzha is undoubtedly self-defeating!
"How about I do it?" Just when the monkey was thinking about how to refuse, Baigu suddenly patted him on the shoulder, raised his head and said to Mu Zha.

Mu Zha said meaningfully: "To me, it doesn't matter who comes... Since you want this opportunity more, let's start with you."

Bai Gu ignored his secret taunt, retracted his palm, took an active step in the direction of Mu Zha, and asked: "First question, I have ten thousand kilograms of strength with one hand, but why can't I lift my own hair to lift it?" How about pulling it up yourself?"

Mu Zha: "..."

What the hell question is this.

Who thinks about this when practicing?
"What, you don't know either?" Seeing him just staring blankly, Bai Gu asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's not that I don't know, but..."

"Tell me if you know it. I'm really curious, and it even affects my practice. Isn't this a problem encountered in practice?"

Mu Zha: "..."

"This is because you didn't find the point of stress..." After a while, Mu Zha thought for a while and said slowly.

"How to find the stress point?" Bai Gu asked.

Mu Zha suddenly got stuck. He found that without the help of external force, it was impossible for a person to pull his hair off the ground no matter what method he used.But if he was told how to use external force, he wouldn't even be able to convince himself, let alone the other party.

"There is no answer to this question!" Soon, he said with a stern face: "Because it is impossible for a normal person to think about this kind of question."

"Just say you don't have an answer to a question you don't know. That's all you can do." Bai Gu shook his head and sighed.

"Then tell me, why is this?" Mu Zha said angrily.

"Are you stupid?" Bai Gu looked at him strangely and said, "If I knew the answer, would I still ask you?"

Mu Zha: "..."

"Do you know? Hurry up and stop being impatient. There are so many people here, and each of you is wasting a cup of tea. Calculate how much time it will be wasted in total." Bai Gu, in his own way, replied Treat the person's body and constantly urge the Tao.

(End of this chapter)