Chapter 18 Master, I know it all

Sun Wukong mastered more and more spells, and the mana in his body began to gradually turn into his own strength.

Earthly immortals, heavenly immortals, mysterious immortals, and golden immortals.
When Sun Wukong looked at all the spells, his strength had reached the Golden Immortal realm.

Taking a step further is Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Until this moment, the magic power in his body has not completely dissipated.

Zhou Tian cannot be formed without exercises, and the magic power that can be mobilized is limited after all.

If Patriarch Bodhi doesn't teach him, it will be difficult for him to improve his strength.

All he needs now is a cultivation method, such as the Dapin Tianxian Jue.

In the void, you will find the Taoist temple of Zhunti.

There are a lot of fairy fruits in Patriarch Bodhi's Mijie. This time I came here and it can be said that I gained a lot.

"Next, you need to collect more fairy fruits, otherwise, I won't be able to keep him for 300 years."

Ancestor Bodhi said with a solemn expression.

Zhunti's face was a little stiff. Buddhism had not yet flourished. How could there be so many things now?

Of course, Heaven has the most fairy fruits. Hongjun originally gave the peach trees to the Queen Mother. After countless years of accumulation, I am afraid that the peaches in Heaven will rot.

And these, Buddhism has had nothing since its establishment.

"I'll try my best. Fortunately, Mahagadhi is dead. Otherwise, I would have had to suppress him for tens of thousands of years and make him talk too much. Now it's better. How many troubles have been caused for us!"

Chunti was still angry at the dead Mahagadhi.

"Now that it has become like this, it is useless to say more. The general trend of heaven is still in our Buddhism. Especially since the Asura clan has been transformed into Buddhas, the fortune of Buddhism has become more prosperous. Don't we need to be so cautious about Sun Wukong?"

Patriarch Bodhi expressed his thoughts.

Buddhism's luck is slowly improving, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for Sun Wukong to escape the general trend of heaven.

Even if Sun Wukong returns to Huaguo Mountain, it shouldn't be a big problem.

What they don't know is that there is a mountain god in the Huaguo Mountain waiting for Sun Wukong to return.

"Keep the other party for the time being. If I really can't keep him, I'll think of a way."

Zhunti was also helpless about this matter, and their saints could not take action now.

But the next moment, Zhunti's expression changed slightly.

"Go back to Fangcun Mountain quickly, Sun Wukong is ready to leave!"

"Sun Wukong leaves?"

Ancestor Bodhi’s expression changed dramatically.

"Is it because I didn't teach him the magic and he couldn't wait? Or maybe he didn't eat the fairy fruit and was dissatisfied?"

Sun Wukong left, and Patriarch Bodhi was a little anxious. If Sun Wukong really left, would he have to catch him back?
Or what should I do if Sun Wukong no longer wants to practice after this incident? Who will escort the pilgrims at that time?

Without Sun Wukong, there will be many changes in the entire Journey to the West, and at the same time, Nuwa has no way to explain.

"No matter what, Sun Wukong must stay in Fangcun Mountain. I will find a way to find the immortal fruit. Even if I can't stay for 300 years, I will teach him the immortal method before leaving."

Zhunti had no choice. Even if he could take action, he wouldn't be able to do it.

If you can't keep the other party, you can only teach magic. Only with magic in your body can you make trouble in heaven. Otherwise, how can a Sun Wukong, who knows nothing, go to heaven?
"I see, I'll go back now."

Patriarch Bodhi just rode on the clouds and left.

On the other side, Sun Wukong has learned most of the 72 Earth Demons, and his realm has reached the peak of Golden Immortal. Although he has not reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal mentioned by Zhang Feng, he feels that it is enough.

The immortal said, if there is an immortal method to teach you, you can ask the immortal for help!

After packing the package, Sun Wukong is about to leave.

A group of stunned junior brothers looked at Sun Wukong coming down the mountain and asked: "Little junior brother, what are you doing?"

"Execute, there are no fairy fruits on Fangcun Mountain, and it's not annoying for me, Master, to waste so much time again. I'd better go back to Huaguo Mountain."

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he walked down the mountain minding his own business.All the fellow apprentices looked at each other in shock.

"Just let your junior brother go away like this?"

"Master has been away for more than a year. If we come back and find that our junior brother has left, how should we explain it?"

"Yes, we can't let our junior brother leave, but how can we keep our junior brother? Is it possible to force him to stay?"

All the brothers and sisters had no choice.

They don't have the fairy fruit or magic. If the master doesn't teach it to Sun Wukong, they don't dare to teach it at will.

They had no choice but to watch Sun Wukong leave.

At this moment, a golden light fell from the sky, and it was Patriarch Bodhi who returned from the clouds.

Seeing Sun Wukong who was about to go down the mountain, Patriarch Bodhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had caught up.

Immediately, Patriarch Bodhi took out a fairy fruit in his hand and said to Sun Wukong: "Wukong, my master went to find some fairy fruits for you. Come and have a taste."

Sun Wukong, who was about to go down the mountain, heard the sound of the fairy fruit and suddenly turned around: "Thank you, master!"

Sun Wukong tossed and jumped to the front of Patriarch Bodhi, took the fairy fruit and ate it.

"Yeah, delicious!"

In less than a moment, a piece of fairy fruit was eaten.

Then he stretched out his hand towards Patriarch Bodhi and said, "Master, I want more!"

The corners of Ancestor Bodhi's mouth twitched slightly, aren't these fairy fruits enough for you?
Looking at the fairy fruit in his hand, Ancestor Bodhi had a flash of inspiration. Perhaps, combining the fairy fruit with practice can make the fairy fruit consume slower.

It only takes half a month to learn a spell, but it will probably take many years to master all the spells.

"Wukong, don't worry. From today on, I will teach you the magic of immortality. If you can learn it, you will have immortal fruit to eat."

"As long as you learn the magic of magic, you can have fairy fruits to eat? Master, please teach me quickly."

Sun Wukong suddenly came to his senses.

Ancestor Bodhi was very satisfied. He took a look and instantly attracted Sun Wukong's attention.

"I have here the general number of Tiangang, with 36 changes, and the general number of Earthly Evil, with 72 changes. Which one do you want to learn?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. He remembered that the Immortal of Huaguo Mountain once told him that he should learn everything.

"Master, can I learn them all?"

Ancestor Bodhi was stunned. He never expected that Sun Wukong would say such a sentence.

"These changes are not easy to learn, it takes a lot of time."

"Don't be afraid. My old grandson is born with a magical eye. He can see everything in the world clearly and learn things very quickly."

Patriarch Bodhi also wanted to dissuade Sun Wukong, but was directly interrupted by Sun Wukong.

Not only that, Sun Wukong's eyes sparkled with golden light, and Patriarch Bodhi didn't know how to speak.

Sun Wukong's innate magical power was not damaged, so it was most likely Nuwa's trick, and Patriarch Bodhi was helpless.

"Yes, I will teach you the art of transformation from the easy to the difficult."

Patriarch Bodhi also strongly agrees with the idea that even Sun Wukong wants to learn.

"Thank you, Master!" Sun Wukong quickly thanked him.

"Then I'll teach you the art of connecting to the underworld. The art of accessing the underworld refers to..."

"Master, I have learned this."

Before Patriarch Bodhi finished speaking, Sun Wukong demonstrated the art of reaching the secluded world. He was skilled in the art and had extraordinary power.

"You, where did you learn the art of communicating with the underworld?"

Patriarch Bodhi was shocked, and a guess couldn't help but arise in his mind.

(End of this chapter)

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