Sun Wukong had just stepped onto land.
A loud and clear song came from the wind.
"What is the use of heaven and earth? If you can't sleep, what's the use of wind and moon? I can't eat or drink."
"What use is fine dust? What is the use of change in all things? The Dao is self-contained."
"What's the use of facing the wall? What's the use of shouting when you can't see the torrential rain? A big bump."
“……”
"Where did you come from? Living together in the world, singing together, walking all over the Great Dao…"
This song seemed to have a strange power.
It could calm one's mind and cleanse one's soul.
Li Jing and his son, who had been following behind Sun Wukong, were shocked and their eyes were filled with ecstasy.
"I met an expert!"
The two of them shouted in their hearts.
This song contained the laws of the Great Dao.
If they could grasp it well.
Maybe.
He could really break through to a higher level!
Just as the two of them were about to ignore everything and sit down to comprehend the song, an angry voice came from beside them.
"Who the f * ck is singing so badly? It's simply tarnishing my ears. Get out here quickly!”
"Clang!"
All his comprehension.
In an instant, it disappeared like smoke. Li Jing and his son were so angry that they almost fainted.
On the other side.
Patriarch Subhuti, who had transformed into a woodcutter, was also unable to catch his breath. His face was flushed red.
After he reacted, he wanted to strangle Sun Wukong to death.
Do you think the sound of the Great Dao that I comprehended when I became a Saint is f * cking unpleasant?
He suppressed his anger.
Patriarch Subhuti appeared. He slowly walked over to Sun Wukong.
"Little brother, greetings!"
"Courtesy my ass!"
Sun Wukong opened his mouth and gave Patriarch Subhuti a reassuring look.
"Old man, I can tell at a glance that you're not human. You sing so badly, yet you still have the cheek to show off.”
"Fortunately, you met me this time. Otherwise, what if you scared the flowers and plants?”
"Are you itching for a taste of my lightning whip?”
Sun Wukong's series of questions spewed out from his mouth, making Li Jing and his son dumbfounded!
"What this monkey said seems to make sense. His singing is really not that good.”
A thought arose in their minds.
"Little brother, you can't say that."
Patriarch Subhuti was still Patriarch Subhuti. He wasn't stopped by Sun Wukong's words. He continued,
"Little brother, you might not know this, but my singing was taught to me by an old immortal on the mountain.”
"If you can sing it a few times a day, not only will you be immune to all diseases, but you can also live longer!”
"I don't believe you!"
Sun Wukong said disdainfully,
"In my opinion, he's just a swindler. I won't fall for your trick.”
Even though Patriarch Subhuti had come here on a mission, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"Little brother, I'm telling the truth.”
"The mountain in front of you is the Mountain of Spiritual Platform and Heart. On the mountain is the Crescent Tristar Cave, and there lives an old Immortal called Patriarch Subhuti.”
"He taught me this song. If you don't believe me, you can go and check it out.”
"I can see that little brother's foundation is extraordinary. Perhaps the immortals will take you as a disciple and teach you a few spells!”
"Grape Patriarch? I'm not going!"
In the face of Patriarch Subhuti's invitation, Sun Wukong bluntly rejected it.
"What Grape Patriarch? What immortal? How can there be any immortal in this world? You want to lie to me?”
"I'm telling you, I'm educated, a Ph.D. graduate from Qinghua University. Do you think I'll believe your nonsense?”
At this moment, the system's voice sounded.
Ding! Refusing Patriarch Bodhi's invitation and successfully disrupting the Journey to the West storyline. Reward: Buddhist Kingdom in Palm!
“……”
Faced with Sun Wukong's stubborn attitude, even Patriarch Subhuti could not protect him.
At this moment.
Li Jing and his son hurriedly reacted and quickly pulled Sun Wukong back.
"Great King, we've been searching for so many years, but we haven't found anything. Why don't we go to his place to take a look?”
"Bullshit!"
Sun Wukong slapped Li Jing's head, causing him to stagger.
"How much time will I lose in this trip?……An inch of time is an inch of rice green, an inch of rice green can't buy an inch of time. Young people don't know how precious rice green is, and old people cry when they look at the sky. Don't you f * cking understand this principle?”
" Understand your ass!!!"
Li Jing, his son, and Patriarch Subhuti cursed inwardly.
You f * cking pervert!
"Since little brother doesn't believe me, then I have nothing else to say.”
Seeing that Immortal Shows the Way was not going to work, Patriarch Subhuti decided to retreat and think of another way.
"Wait, did I let you go?"
At this moment, Sun Wukong called out to Patriarch Subhuti.
"Little brother, is there anything else?"
Patriarch Subhuti thought that Sun Wukong had changed his mind, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Of course,"
Sun Wukong nodded." I have a method that can extend the lifespan of old people like you. It's much more effective than that strange song you sang!”
"Much better?"
Patriarch Subhuti was stunned.
Was there a sound that was even more awesome than the sound of the Great Dao?
Then I'll have to listen to it!
"That's right,"
Sun Wukong nodded." This song is easy to learn and suitable for both young and old.”
"Hmm…the name of this song is called Little Apple. If it worked together with the Square Dance Divine Art, it would have a magical effect!”
"Really?"
Patriarch Subhuti was even more curious.
"Let's try. We won't lose out!" Sun Wukong advised.
"Alright, this old man will give it a try!"
……
……
Four whole hours.
Four hours later.
Patriarch Subhuti finally staggered back to the Tristar Crescent Abode.
At this moment.
He looked like a green caterpillar that had climbed onto his head, and his mind was filled with the feeling of 'you are my little apple.'
Tsk!
This was f * cking…brainwashing!
After a while.
Patriarch Subhuti finally got up from the ground, his eyes still filled with desire!
He wanted to jump again.
"Men!"
"Master, what instructions do you have?"
A disciple came in and cupped his hands.
"Cough, today, I have a divine song of the Great Dao to pass down to you all!”
"Great Dao…Great Dao Divine Tune?”
The disciple's eyes lit up.
"Master, you're too good to your disciples!”
……
"Okay, disciples, let's begin!”
Patriarch Subhuti spoke out from the public square.
" Come on, the first sentence. Everyone, follow me.'You're my little apple, how can I touch and love you...'"
"Alright! That's great!"
"Master, you sang too well!"
"You are my little…"
"Wonderful, wonderful beyond words, wonderful beyond words!”
……
……
In the rhythm of Little Apple.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Patriarch Subhuti thought of another good idea.
This time.
He didn't come personally, but sent his own disciples to deliberately practice spells above Sun Wukong and the others.
Some flew into the sky and burrowed into the ground;
Some of them used their Dharma Idol and instantly grew several hundred feet tall.
There were also some who were singing the Great Dao divine sound,"Little Apple," passed down by Bodhi. Their entire body was filled with qi, like gods and demons!
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。