Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 441 Subhuti’s Thoughts Behind the Mountain and Facing the Wall
As soon as the Enlightenment boy's voice fell, all the disciples stood up one after another and bowed to Subhuti, "Disciples pay homage to the Patriarch."

Without saying a word, Subhuti walked straight towards the crowd. When he arrived, he frowned and scolded them.

"When I started, I told you that the first step in practicing Taoism is to cultivate your mind. If you don't practice well, why are you like this?"

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing, feeling panicked.

Subhuti's eyes were full of coercion, scanning everyone one by one, and finally landed on Sun Wukong.

Looking at Sun Wukong's deep foundation, I can't help but secretly say that Guangfa does not overestimate his capabilities.

Sun Wukong is a top-level innate creature with such strong bones. Even if he has not yet become an immortal, he is not something Guangfa can deal with.

"Wukong, tell me."

Subhuti said slowly.

Sun Wukong raised his head and said, "Disciple, I don't know anything. If you want to ask the Patriarch, you should ask Senior Brother Guangfa."

"Where's Guangfa?"

Subhuti asked again.

Everyone pointed to the small hill thousands of meters away, where the smoke and dust had not yet dispersed.

Subhuti waved his hand, and everyone felt a flash before their eyes, and the Guangfa appeared in front of everyone.

His face was gray, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was visibly miserable and embarrassed. He passed out and fell unconscious.

Subhuti said helplessly, "It's really embarrassing."

Subhuti waved his hand, and a burst of rich golden light flew out, enveloping the Dharma.

Under the influence of the golden light, Guangfa's injuries healed at an extremely fast speed. After only a few breaths, he woke up intact.

As soon as Guangfa woke up, he looked at the Patriarch in front of him and burst into tears, "Grandmaster, you have to make the decision for your disciples."

"Sun Wukong is audacious, rebellious, and disrespectful to his master. The disciple just asked him to help carry water, but he became violent and beat the disciple like this. Disciple, I feel miserable."

Guangfa cried bitterly, and just hearing the cry made people moved and felt distressed.

Sun Wukong had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't expect that Guangfa's acting skills were so superb despite his poor strength.

In this era of respecting teachers, beating a senior brother, no matter what the reason, is a serious crime.

Wu Jue thought that what Sun Wukong did was all to stand up for him. He gritted his teeth and stood up, "Grandmaster, there was a conflict between the disciple and the senior brother. Junior Brother Wukong was unfair, so he took action against the senior brother. He was absolutely wrong. , it’s all Wu Jue’s fault, please ask the Patriarch not to punish Junior Brother Wukong.”

After Wu Jue finished speaking, he was about to kneel on the ground to be punished, but found that he couldn't kneel down.

Subhuti said calmly, "I have fully understood the causes and consequences of today's farce. This is none of your business, and I have nothing wrong with you."

"Then Junior Brother Wukong"

Wu Jue was not at all grateful to be spared by the Patriarch, but was very worried about Sun Wukong.

The Patriarch said helplessly, "You don't have to worry about this matter, I will take care of it."

"Yes."

Wu Jue then stepped aside and said nothing.

Subhuti looked at Sun Wukong with a plain face and felt troubled.

Regardless of the cause of the incident, it is true that Sun Wukong took action and beat many senior brothers in public. According to the rules, he must be severely punished.

But what if Sun Wukong quits after the punishment and goes down the mountain and leaves Fangcun Mountain?
This is the key to the great success of his Buddhism. Once he goes down the mountain, the heavenly secrets will change again, and he still doesn’t know when the great success of his Buddhism will come. But the punishment was light, and he couldn't convince the public. How would they view him as the patriarch?
Subhuti thought for a long time and decided to play fifty big boards on each side.

"Sun Wukong, you beat all the senior brothers in public for a trivial matter, which has had a bad influence. Do you know your guilt?"

Subhuti asked condescendingly.

"The disciple does not know the crime. It was Senior Brother Guangfa who provoked him first, and the disciple took action later. When the Patriarch was preaching, he said, we monks should follow our hearts and take action when it is time to take action. There is no need to worry about other things. At that time, the disciple wanted to beat him. , and then he took action, and the disciple didn’t think anything was wrong.”

Sun Wukong answered honestly, and Subhuti's face turned red with anger.

Guangfa and his group secretly laughed secretly. Monkeys are monkeys. They don’t understand human nature and are just idiots.

I really hope that the founder will be so angry that he will simply expel this stinky monkey from his sect. That would be the best.

Subhuti's expression froze, but he quickly returned to normal, "If you follow your true intention, it depends on the situation. You have committed a heinous crime by beating up my senior brother. I will punish you by facing the wall in the back mountain for a year."

Before Sun Wukong said anything, Guangfa and the others had already opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe their ears.

What? Just punish this stinky monkey to face the wall for one year?
This punishment is too light, no, this is not even a punishment, but a reward.

What kind of place is the back mountain, a paradise for fruit trees, with peaches, pears, apples, everything you want.

Sending a monkey to a wall like that is simply ridiculous.

This monkey has only been a disciple of the mountain for a few months, but he is so arrogant, beating his senior brother violently, and not taking anyone seriously.

The founder is conniving again. From now on, Fangcun Mountain will become the world of this smelly monkey.
Just as Guangfa was about to say a few words of persuasion, Subhuti's sharp eyes had already glanced over, making Guangfa tremble in fear.

"Guangfa, and you, I will pass on your immortal magic and teach you Taoism as a teacher, so that you can pursue the great road, not for you to form cliques and bully your junior brothers all day long. From now on, all the firewood and water on this square inch mountain, You are all responsible for this, and you are not allowed to use magic power, do you understand me?"

Guangfa looked frustrated and almost fainted. He was not allowed to use magic power and could only rely on his physical body. How could he accomplish this?

Guangfa saw that Subhuti was not joking and looked serious, so he could only nod.

"Disciple knows"

Subhuti looked at the Enlightenment boy again and said, "Enlightenment."

Wujue was stunned and quickly stepped forward, "Disciple is here."

"Although you are young, you are kind-hearted, diligent, and honest. I will give you this golden elixir."

Subhuti flicked his fingers, and a round golden elixir fell into Wujue's hand, with a fragrant aroma.

Wu Jue looked at the elixir in his hand and was stunned by the surprise that fell from the sky.

This is the golden elixir refined by the ancestor. Wu Jue vaguely remembers that senior brother only became an immortal after eating this golden elixir.

In other words, after he becomes enlightened, can he become an immortal?
Wujue carefully put away the golden elixir, bowed to Subhuti and thanked him, "Disciple, thank you very much, Patriarch, for giving me this treasure."

After Subhuti finished speaking, his body suddenly became illusory, turned into nothing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Guangfa looked at Sun Wukong dejectedly, and realized that he didn't dare to stay anymore, turned around and left in a hurry.

Wu Jue looked at Sun Wukong with admiration, "Junior Brother Wukong, what kind of cultivation are you? Senior brother is an immortal, and even immortals are no match for you."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said modestly, "It seems that it is just a matter of perfecting the practice of practicing emptiness and combining the Tao. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

On the Unnamed Immortal Island, Sun Wukong read countless classics and knew that his little ability was nothing compared to the real power.

(End of this chapter)