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Chapter 297 The monkey studying

Xiniu Hezhou.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

There is a saying: Thousands of peaks are lined with halberds, and tens of thousands of people are spread out. The sun reflects the hazy light and locks the green, and the rain is cold and green. Withered vines entwine the old trees, and the ancient journey across the world is quiet. Strange flowers and auspicious grasses, bamboos and pine trees are cultivated. .

The cultivated bamboos and pine trees will keep the land evergreen for thousands of years; the rare flowers and auspicious grasses will bloom at all times. The cries of the birds are close, and the sound of the springs is clear. There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows on the cliffs everywhere. The undulating mountains If the head dragon pulse is good, there must be an expert who can hide his name.

This place is the paradise that Xiang Fanchen and Yuding jointly built for the anonymous master "Bodhi Patriarch", Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

At this time, the reclusive master Xiang Fanchen, dressed in white and with a bright face like a child, stood on the top of the mountain and watched the sun rise, the moon set, and the clouds swaying.

"Buddha, the stone monkey has arrived at the foot of the mountain."

Between the clouds and mist, a beautiful woman in white clothes rose from the clouds and mist as if she were real or illusory, and finally solidified behind Xiang Fanchen.

"Well, remember, from now on you will call me ancestor or ancestor, and you are not allowed to call yourself little demon."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

What Xiang Fanchen left behind was a giant crab processed from the Ayinavar factory. After the transformation, the whole person had a complete transformation, which was comparable to reincarnation.

The four major Asian evil arts such as makeup and plastic surgery are simply weak compared to Ayinavar's 3D printing.

Ayinavar's technology can not only be copied and pasted without flaws, but can also be customized according to requirements, and can even be corrected after surgery until it is satisfactory. With this skill, it is simply unreasonable for the Tathagata not to seal a Buddha.

The No. 1 scalpel in the Three Realms. Just the words "No. 1 in the Three Realms" are worth one Buddha status. After all, it is not a ranking with no technical content such as the "Ugliest in the Three Realms".

Perhaps this is the reason why the Tao is different and does not coincide with each other. According to the Tathagata, Ayinava's Tao has nothing to do with the Buddha, so how can he become a Buddha?

But this is not the case with Xiang Fanchen.

What is Tao?

If it is used by me, it is my way.

Therefore, for Xiang Fanchen, Buddha is the Tao, demons are the Tao, and Tao is also the Tao. He can accept Ayinaval and transform the demons.

Greed, anger, ignorance, love and evil desires, even evil thoughts, are the driving force for progress in Xiang Fanchen's view.

But Buddhism is not the way, only the same ideas are the Buddha, so Ayinavar can never become a Buddha.



At the foot of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

A monkey is wearing clothes and a hat, which is very funny.

The monkey ran barefoot across the grass toward the foot of the mountain.

The monkey is missing a piece of meat here, a tuft of hair there, the wounds have scabbed over in some places, and there is even a faint flow of blood in some places.

These wounds made the monkey, which was not very good-looking in the first place, look a bit ferocious and ferocious. Obviously, the journey was not so smooth.

There may be four levels of merit and enlightenment in the sky, and five directions of enlightenment and protection, but they can't let the monkey go too smoothly.

"Hey, old man, old man."

The monkey imitated the appearance of humans and bowed its hands to the woodcutter not far ahead. Although it was neither fish nor fowl, it was somewhat decent.

"Huh? It's actually a monkey. What do you want me to do with your monkey head?"

The woodcutter looked at the monkey wearing a hat and laughed. This monkey is really interesting.

"Old man, old man, are there gods on this mountain?"

The monkey asked the woodcutter for advice with the courtesy he had learned and thought he had.

"There are certainly gods on this mountain. I have seen them from a distance and listened to their songs."

"Ah!? Thank you, old man."

The monkey hurriedly bowed his hands again, then continued to use his hands and feet to run quickly towards the mountain.

"Haha, this hozen is born with extraordinary talents. No wonder the Buddha and those bald donkeys in Lingshan are fighting each other."

After saying that, the woodcutter put the load of firewood on his back, turned around and left, and soon disappeared.

The monkey walked along the mountain road, passed through the dense forest, climbed over the bushes, climbed up the stairs, and looked ahead.

I saw a majestic cave in front of me. The door of the cave was closed and it was quiet and deserted.

Taking another closer look, I saw a stone tablet standing at the head of the cliff, about three feet high and eight feet wide. On it was a line of ten characters, "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxing Cave"!

Hey, the monkey has been wandering for more than ten years, and he still has time to learn to read? Well, the sky is full of gods and Buddhas escorting him, so it is not difficult to learn to read anything.

The monkey came to the Sanxing Cave, the cave door opened, and the hidden master played by Xiang Fanchen stepped out.

"Little monkey, are you lost?"

"Immortal, Immortal, I want to learn skills from you."

"What to study?"

"Learn skills."

"What ability?"

"The great ability to live forever."

"You have a big heart like a monkey. If you want to learn, you can learn from the most powerful ones. But the Taoist ancestor once said that the Tao should not be taught lightly."

When the monkey heard this, he rolled his eyes and then turned around and ran away.

Xiang Fanchen stood with his hands behind his hands and talked for a long time. He looked back and saw that the outside of the cave was empty.

"..."

I'm going to be so willful. I shouldn't be. Come back, how about we talk about it again.

Xiang Fanchen let go of his spiritual consciousness and saw the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. On the mountainside, the monkey climbed up a fruit tree with dexterity, picked the fruit skillfully and put it in his arms.

Half an hour later.

Xiang Fanchen looked at the fruits piled up in front of him and smiled knowingly. He exchanged the fruits for Dao fruits. The deal was done.

"Okay, let's kneel down and kowtow to become our master."

So the monkey kowtowed and followed Xiang Fanchen into the Xie Yue Sanxing Cave.

The life in Sanxing Cave was different from what the monkey imagined. Along the way west, it had heard many descriptions of immortals.

In its imagination, the immortal is powerful and proud. His strength lies in his indestructible body, and his pride lies in his ignorance of the world.

But this is obviously not the case for the immortals here. Although the immortals here also have vast supernatural powers and are incompatible with the world, they are completely different from the immortal world that monkeys think, and there is always an indescribable weirdness about them.

The immortals here sometimes have the same spirit as ordinary people in the market, and sometimes they are aloof.

But gradually, the monkey got used to this place, and he felt that this is what a god should look like.

Sometimes he is aloof and carefree, sometimes he sympathizes with the sufferings of the world and descends into the mortal world.

Three years and three years. In the first seven years, the monkey did not learn magic in Sanxing Cave in Xianyue. During these seven years, Sanxing Cave taught everything except magic.

From poems and songs to philosophy of life, the monkey learned to doubt the monkey's life. Oh, by the way, after the monkey worshiped at the mountain gate, he was named Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, was he beaten by the Patriarch again?"

A young man in black robe looked at the monkey with a bruised face and a smile. After seven years of academic and political education, the monkey had been approved to practice immortal magic and Taoism.

The young man in black robe is the black robe after transformation.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of my old grandson's affairs. Besides, this is for practicing the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, not for being beaten."
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