In the quiet room.
Patriarch Subhuti was venting his anger wantonly.
One by one, the peerless treasures in the eyes of outsiders were shattered by him.
"Ancestral Master, please calm down!"
At this moment, the Venerable Guan Yin was persuading him from the side.
"Calm down, calm down my ass!!”
Patriarch Subhuti scolded Guanyin." God damn it, Buddhism?!!”
"I'm a Quasi-Sage, a Sage's Good Separation, and the sect master of the Xingyi Taiji Fist of the Origin, Subhuti.”
"You want me to burn incense and pray, carry eight palanquins, and take that monkey as my disciple? Why doesn't he go to heaven?"
"You want me to lose so much face just to accept this so-called Tribulation Taker?! Just to fight for this bit of luck for Buddhism?!”
"What? Bullying my 690,000-year-old comrade?？？Was this good? This is not good!"
"Patriarch, calm down, calm down!"
Guanyin continued to persuade him without blushing or jumping." We Buddhists of Spirited Mountain must be virtuous in martial arts. Harmony is the most important thing. Don't engage in internal strife!”
As he spoke.
Guan Yin pointed.
In an instant, scenes appeared in the void.
It was what Li Jing and his son had experienced under Sun Wukong.
……
An hour later.
With a snap, Patriarch Subhuti's eyes became moist, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.
That wasn't sympathy for Li Jing and his son.
That was for laughing!
"Ancestral Master, it's peaceful to endure for a while. Look, these two have been tortured by that monkey until they don't look like humans anymore. They didn't say a word..."
Guan Yin continued to persuade him,
"Moreover, we…How about this? After the tribulation is over and that monkey has joined our Buddhist Sect, I'll let you do whatever you want with him!”
"Sigh…"
Hearing this.
The smile on Patriarch Subhuti's face vanished as he let out a long sigh.
After a long time, he finally opened his mouth slowly.
" Alright, I'll talk about martial arts. I'll go tomorrow…"
As soon as he finished speaking.
In an instant, he seemed to have aged by more than a hundred thousand years.
……
……
The next day.
As the sun rose, purple clouds came from the east.
In the void.
A Great Dao Green Lotus bloomed.
A faint fragrance spread out.
Within a radius of 10,000 miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so dense that water could almost drip out.
……
All the cultivators within a hundred thousand miles were alarmed.
This phenomenon was too exaggerated!
They thought that a spirit treasure had appeared.
Instantly.
Everyone rushed toward the Tristar Crescent Abode.
However, when he rushed to the scene, he saw that the person in front of him was a young man.
In an instant, they were all stunned on the spot.
It was as if they had been struck by lightning!
F * ck!
What did they see?
The enigmatic Patriarch Subhuti was currently leading a group of disciples with a constipated expression on their faces. They were dressed in a comical yellow auspicious robe as they hurried toward the southeast.
Teacher Ma, what happened to your kidney?
Three question marks appeared in everyone's hearts.
Seeing so many people watching, the veins on Patriarch Subhuti and his disciples 'faces twitched, and they were a little afraid of retreating.
But now, since he had already made his decision.
He could only bite the bullet and walk down.
"Let's go!"
Thus, Patriarch Subhuti gave the order.
Instantly.
The group of people marched toward Sun Wukong's residence.
Behind them.
They followed the crowd that stretched for more than ten miles to watch the show.
……
……
On the other side.
Seeing Patriarch Subhuti come with such a large force, the two of them were stunned.
Li Jing and his son quickly went out and greeted him respectfully,
"Greetings, Patriarch!"
The two of them bowed and said.
"Forget it!"
Patriarch Subhuti waved his hand." What about the monkey?”
" Cough." Hearing this, Li Jing and his son's expressions turned a little ugly.
"He…he's still sleeping."
"F * ck…"
Hearing this, Patriarch Subhuti was so angry that he was on the verge of cursing.
Damn it!
He had come personally.
He personally carried eight palanquins over.
That damned monkey was still sleeping?!
"Patriarch…"
He looked at Patriarch Subhuti's ashen face.
Li Jing hesitated for a moment and then said,
"Ancestor, that monkey said that cultivation requires martial virtue. Harmony is the most important thing. Don't engage in internal strife. You have to maintain a calm heart at all times.”
"That's why I asked you to wait outside obediently and not talk too much.”
After saying this.
In an instant, the surrounding air froze.
……
"Alright, I'll f * cking wait…"
A few breaths later, Patriarch Subhuti finally managed to spit out these words.
……
……
Next.
Six hours.
Patriarch Subhuti led a large group of people and stood outside in a daze, as if they were idiots.
Everyone was furious!
At this moment.
The doubts in the hearts of the onlookers deepened as they made guesses.
Just what kind of shocking figure was in the room in front of him? To be able to make the dignified Patriarch Subhuti wait so long?
……
……
Finally.
At noon.
A voice came from behind the door." Pug, what happened to your kidney?"”
Li Jing and his son broke out in cold sweat. Just as they were about to reply, Patriarch Subhuti stopped them.
"I am Patriarch Subhuti, and I wish to take you as my disciple. What do you think?”
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples!
When Subhuti said this, the onlookers were completely dumbfounded!
Patriarch Subhuti had made such a big fuss, sending out all the disciples of the Tristar Crescent Abode just to take in a disciple?
Did it have to be so ridiculous?
However…
Sun Wukong's next sentence stunned everyone present.
"I called you a pug. Why are you answering me? Are you a f * cking pug?"
Sun Wukong's voice was faint.
The audience: "???"
“！！！”
I'll go!
What the f * ck did I just hear?
Patriarch Guan Subhuti was scolding a pug?!
I'm stupid!
At this moment.
Patriarch Subhuti had already reached his limit. His martial virtue had reached its limit. He turned around and was about to leave.
But at this moment, Sun Wukong's voice rang out again,
"Forget it, I'm talking about martial arts ethics. Come in!”
Subhuti instantly stopped in his tracks. He was so excited that he wanted to cry!
……
……
Inside the room.
It was a huge rocking bed.
Sun Wukong was lying comfortably on it.
When he saw Subhuti and the others enter, he merely opened his eyes and yawned.
“……”
Seeing this.
The disciples 'faces instantly darkened.
Our Tristar Crescent Abode has come to see you, and this is your attitude?
"Oh…you're the Grape Patriarch?”
"From the looks of it, you really do have some Dao, barely qualified to be my master.”
"Then you agree?"
Seeing that there was a trace of progress, Patriarch Subhuti immediately ignored the Grape Patriarch that Sun Wukong had mentioned and was overjoyed.
"Of course, I agree, but I still have a few requests.”
"If you can't do it, then let's forget about taking in a disciple.”
"Go ahead."
Subhuti said.
"First,"
Sun Wukong stretched out a finger.
"Our master-disciple relationship is only seven years. In other words, in these seven years, I will call you master and you will teach me spells.”
"After seven years, our master-disciple relationship will be canceled. From this bridge to the bridge, the road to the road."
Sun Wukong had his own considerations when he said this.
Because…
It was only a matter of time before he fell out with Buddhism.
If he still had some master-disciple relationship with Patriarch Subhuti, it would be inevitable that he would fall into the hands of others when they fought.
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