Journey to the West: I, Sun Wukong, want to play with me!
9 Teacher Pu, I want to learn the Primordial Chaos Art! evaluation

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"Arrogant!"

"Deviant!"

Sun Wukong said.

The surrounding disciples stood up and glared at him.

"Patriarch Subhuti is renowned throughout the Three Realms and has mastered countless Immortal Daoist magics.”

"Every Dao technique is an existence that can shake the heavens and earth, make ghosts and gods cry, and seize fortune.”

"Any one of them requires hundreds or even thousands of years of immersion before it can be achieved. In just seven years, can you learn the kidney?!”

"The Ancestral Master was kind and taught you a spell. It's not an exaggeration to say that he's your second parent. You haven't even acknowledged him as your master, and you're already thinking of abandoning him after succeeding?!”

……

"I agree!"

At this moment, Patriarch Subhuti's calm voice rang out.

Instantly.

The criticism in the hall instantly disappeared. Everyone's mouth was wide open as they looked at Patriarch Subhuti in disbelief.

In fact.

The reason why Patriarch Subhuti agreed so readily was because he had the same thoughts as Sun Wukong.

In Subhuti's eyes…

It was fine if Sun Wukong was arrogant now.

When the tribulation passed.

The Buddhists of Spirited Mountain would definitely settle scores with this monkey.

If at that time, he still had a master-disciple relationship with this monkey, he was afraid that people would talk about him.

"There's a second one,"

Seeing that Subhuti had agreed, Sun Wukong didn't hesitate. He extended a second finger.

"When I ascend to the Nine Heavens in the future, you are not allowed to use my name to cause trouble everywhere. Otherwise, I will not forgive you.”

" I…?!!"

Patriarch Subhuti's face flushed red with anger, and he roared in his heart.

Why would I use your name?

Do you think you have a big face?

However, after a few breaths of time, Subhuti suppressed the rage in his heart.

After all.

The recruitment was about to end.

He didn't want any more trouble.

……

Just as Patriarch Subhuti was about to bring Sun Wukong back to the Three Stars Cave…

The onlookers could not sit still anymore.

It wasn't easy for them to meet Patriarch Subhuti, so they naturally had to seize the opportunity.

"Ancestral Master, I have a son who is sixteen years old and has already reached the Soul Formation Realm. I hope Ancestral Master can take him as a disciple.”

"Ancestral Master, I have a daughter who is naturally charming and as beautiful as a flower. I wonder if the Tristar Crescent Abode is still lacking maids?”

……

"Get lost!"

Patriarch Subhuti was already fuming with rage.

Seeing this group of people surrounding him like flies, the anger that he had been suppressing with all his might suddenly erupted!

An angry roar.

In the next moment, everyone ran away in fear.

……

……

Three Stars Crescent Cave.

Subhuti was seated in his seat of honor, looking at Sun Wukong with a leisurely gaze.

"Since you've already become my disciple, you have to abide by the rules of my sect.”

"Hmm…since you were born by the heavens and earth, you look like a monkey. Why don't you take the surname Sun?”

"To break the stubbornness, you must be called Wukong. Why don't you be called Sun Wukong?”

"Thank you for the name, Patriarch." Sun Wukong casually bowed and didn't mind.

"Good!"

"Since you've become my disciple, I naturally have to teach you immortal techniques.”

"But before that, I need to have a comprehensive understanding of your talent.”

"Immortal cultivation is both about immortal fate and talent.”

"This is a Yuan Meteor Stone. The higher your talent, the more stars you will light up. You only need to hold it in your hand to test your talent.”

Subhuti tossed out a crystalline stone.

"Really?"

Sun Wukong reached out to catch it and placed his hand on the stone.

In an instant.

The Yuan Meteor Stones in his hand suddenly started to tremble violently.

In the next second.

With a muffled sound, it directly shattered into powder.

“???”

Everyone, including Patriarch Subhuti, was dumbfounded!

Teacher Ma, what happened to your kidney?

"Grape Ancestor, this thing can't be fake, right?”

Sun Wukong looked at Patriarch Subhuti.

"Again!"

Veins bulged on Patriarch Subhuti's face as he tossed out another Yuan Meteor Stone.

Three breaths later.

Bang!

It was directly shattered!

"Again!"

……

There were over ten Yuan Meteor Stones.

The moment it came into contact with Sun Wukong, it directly shattered into powder!

"Alright, it's bad, it's bad!”

Looking at Sun Wukong's expression, Patriarch Subhuti hurriedly waved his hand and stopped the test.

Yuan Meteor Stones were not ordinary stones. They were Postnatal Merit Spirit Treasures.

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than ten pieces had shattered. Even with Patriarch Subhuti's wealth, his heart ached.

"Patriarch Grape, what about my talent?”

Sun Wukong asked curiously.

When the disciples heard this, they revealed curious expressions.

What kind of f * ck was this? In just 15 minutes, he actually damaged more than 10 Yuan Meteor Stones?

Patriarch Subhuti ignored the curious gazes of everyone present and continued,

"My Taoist school has a total of 3,600 immortal techniques. If you cultivate each for a thousand years, you can achieve the right result.”

"What are there? Tell me!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but become more serious.

"How about I teach you a technique?" Subhuti nodded.”

"Spell Sect?"

"It's the knowledge of how to ask a god for divination. After learning it, one only needed to calculate with one's fingers to know what happened before and after, good or bad.”

"Is there anything else?"

Sun Wukong asked.

After learning this so-called Art Sect, they would at most travel the Jianghu to read fortunes.

What was the use?

"What about the Tranquility Sect? He mainly learned how to cultivate one's moral character, cultivate one's martial virtue, and comprehend heaven and earth.”

"A method to cultivate martial virtue? Hehe, the sect leader doesn't need martial arts. Next!”

"What about the Flowing Word Sect? Flowing Word School included Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yang School, and other schools of knowledge. One only needed to read books, think, and pray to Buddha to become the sect leader.”

"Next!"

……

Next.

Patriarch Subhuti listed out dozens of techniques, each of which was extraordinary. They were all supreme techniques that could lead one to the Zenith Heaven. The eyes of the disciples beside him lit up as they listened, and they cheered in their hearts.

However, Sun Wukong only said one sentence from the beginning to the end,

"Is there anything else?"

" You monkey." Patriarch Subhuti seemed to be angry. He picked up the ferule and hit the back of Sun Wukong's head three times before turning around and disappearing.

When the disciples saw this, they thought that Sun Wukong would regret losing this opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong left with a mysterious expression.

……

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was strong. Sun Wukong kicked open Patriarch Bodhi's door.

"Old Grape, I'm here."

"You monkey, you do have some martial virtue!”

Seeing Sun Wukong arrive, Patriarch Subhuti's eyes flashed with praise.

"Since you've seen through my charade, I'll teach you what you really want.”

"I have two methods of immortality here. One is the Heavenly Constellation Thirty-six Transformations, and the other is the Earth Fiend Seventy-two Transformations.”

"Can't we learn them all?" Sun Wukong asked.

"No!"

Patriarch Subhuti flatly refused." You can't bite off more than you can chew. These two techniques were born from seizing the good fortune of heaven and earth, and they require thousands of years to fully master.”

"Then I won't learn either. I just want you to teach me the Primordial Chaos cultivation method.”

When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes flashed and he smiled faintly.

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