Early the next morning, the master and apprentice sat opposite each other in the courtyard, and Zen Master Shou'an began to teach Wukong's martial arts.

"Wukong, my master thought about it all night yesterday. Don't talk about whether he really taught you martial arts. Listen to me, listen to me. "Zen Master Shou'an saw that Wukong looked like a bird in the room again, so he quickly stopped the other party's nonsense and continued quickly.

"Originally, my teacher always hopes that you can be a quiet little monk, live your life safely and happily. But..., alas..., the world doesn't meet people's wishes, or that your fate should be like this. My teacher didn't expect that since your head was injured, your temperament will change drastically. Then a series of things happened. Of course, in these things, my teacher did make many wrong decisions, so that things have come to this point, and sinful." As he said that, Zen Master Shou'an lowered his head and began to repent.

"Old monk! I said you're done? Isn't it just a shitty light tech? It's just a matter of one sentence. If you want to teach, then you can teach it happily; if you don't teach..., if you don't teach..., then you can make me bite you to death! Don't talk nonsense, teach me quickly!" Wukong felt that the master seemed to be about to fall out again, so he quickly threatened the master fiercely.

"I will definitely teach you. However, I must explain some things carefully to you, otherwise, if you don't understand some things, then... your achievements in this life will be at most the best!" Zen Master Shou'an's expression was extremely serious at this time, and he preached to Wukong very seriously.

When Wukong heard the master's words, he didn't dare to do it again. After whispering a few words in his heart, he quickly sat upright and began to listen to the master's teachings seriously.

Seeing that Wukong became honest, Zen Master Shou'an continued to say seriously: "Wukong, there are countless warriors in the world, and countless martial arts sects! Therefore, as a warrior, you must be respectful and understand that a mountain is higher than a mountain. If you become arrogant and think that you are invincible in the world, then your calamity will not be far from you! If you lose your life, then what kind of honor do you call me and what kind of ancestor? Do you understand if you are a master?"

"I know, isn't it just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and pretending to be a grandson? Do you need to talk for a long time?" Wukong rolled his eyes and replied impatiently.

After hearing the disciple's answer, Zen Master Shou'an was so angry that he almost fell into trouble. However, his words were rough but not rough. In fact, this is what he wanted to say.

Seeing that his disciple understood the principle of pretending to be a grandson, Zen Master Shou'an continued to say: "If martial arts in the world are divided into practice, they can be roughly divided into two types of body refining and mind refining. My Buddhist martial arts emphasizes the unity of Zen and martial arts, and uses the mind to transform things, so it is a standard method of mind refining. You must remember this clearly no matter what, and you must not forget it!" At this point, Zen Master Shou'an stopped deliberately, waiting for the younger disciple's reaction.

Wukong is basically an illiterate person. He can't understand what kind of mind, Zen, etc., so he told him that these things are like playing the piano of a cow. How could he have any reaction?

"You... don't have anything to ask?" Seeing that his disciple looked at him in a daze for a long time, but did not say a word and did not ask any questions, Zen Master Shou'an had to ask his disciple.

"My Buddhist martial arts emphasizes the unity of Zen and martial arts and uses the mind to transform things, so it is a standard method of practicing the mind. You must remember this clearly and never forget it! Isn't it just to remember this sentence? What's the matter? Oh, hurry up, master, I have already remembered it. Just teach me light skills." Wukong was already very impatient.

"Oh... forget it, you must not forget what Master said. I hope you can understand in the future. Wukong, you will go to Fengmo Mountain to practice in two months. Due to the tight time, it is impossible for me to teach you all the martial arts he knows. Therefore, I decided to pass on only the secret Qingjing Sword of Erlin Temple to only pass on the secret Qingjing Sword from Erlin Temple. Next, you must listen..." Before Zen Master Shou'an finished speaking, Wukong started to scream again.

"Why? Old monk, you said, are you going to do it perfunctorily? Don't think that you can send me away by teaching me something casually! I tell you that there are no windows! You'd better tell all the martial arts you know honestly, and then let me choose whatever martial arts I know. I said that if I want to learn martial arts, you must teach me any martial arts! What kind of bullshit purifying heart skills? It's not a great guy. Oh? You dare not accept it? Be careful that I will bite you to death." Wukong rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture of being ready to bite his thighs at any time.

"I will teach you the secret of purifying your mind! Whether to learn or not, let it be for you!" The Buddha also has three parts of fire, not to mention Zen Master Shou'an. His disciple is so ungrateful that he finally completely felt anger.

He stood up and shook his sleeves. Zen Master Shou'an turned around and wanted to leave here. Then, he shook the sleeve of his right hand back casually and left the yard without looking back.

When Wukong turned around, he was about to pounce on him and take a bite. Then, he felt that he was casually swept by the master's right sleeve, and then he couldn't move.

"Master, come back, I will never dare to say this again." Wukong wanted to say this to the master very much, but at this time, he stood alone with one leg, leaned forward, raised his hands beside his ears, and had a ridiculous expression on his face, and could not speak anyway.

The time lasted until the scorching sun at noon. Wukong finally fell to the ground with a thrust and he could move. However, at this moment, he felt that no muscle was not sore or painful from head to toe, even his lips and buttocks were all the same.

"Oh..., are you honest now? Take the medicine." At some point, Zen Master Shou'an came to Wukong. Seeing his disciple staring at him with anger on his face, he was not angry. He just bent down and fed a pill of elixir into his disciple's mouth, he pulled the disciple up and walked out of the yard.

After Wukong took the pill of pill, he suddenly felt a heat flowing through his whole body, and the muscles where the heat flow went immediately became less sore.

He lay on the master's back and watched the master look ahead calmly. For no reason, he suddenly felt an extremely strong aggrieved feeling. Without thinking, he bit the master's shoulder.

Zen Master Shouan felt a sudden pain in his shoulder. After frowned slightly, he calmly walked forward without saying a word on his little disciple.
Chapter completed!