Spiritual Platform Fangcun Mountain, Three-star Crescent Cave.
Patriarch Subhuti stood with his hands behind his back. He had returned from the western paradise.
Beneath his feet, there was a pool of water. The water rippled and emitted divine light. All kinds of light scattered and there was even a holy light interweaving.
Eight Treasures Merit Pool!
It was the Western Sect's Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Patriarch Subhuti had even brought this Merit Pool from the west, and there was a Thousand-leaf Golden Lotus in it.
This pool of water could purify filth, clear one's mind, and reconstruct one's body.
Sun Wukong had already awakened his innate state. If he soaked in the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, he might recover his innate divine body.
"Teacher! Disciple is here!"
Sun Wukong walked into the Slanted Moon Cave. When he saw Patriarch Bodhi standing with his hands behind his back, he hurriedly bowed with his hands clasped together, just like the other disciples.
Patriarch Subhuti looked at the demonic monkey in front of him and confirmed that it was undoubtedly Sun Wukong. Then, he slowly said.
"Wukong, you've been a disciple for more than seven years. Time has passed in a hurry.”
Patriarch Subhuti casually pointed." You monkey. You are a little mischievous, but your Innate Ability is excellent. This is the Tranquil Glazed Pool. It can remove the acquired impurities from your body and strengthen your legs. Why aren't you entering the Tranquil Glazed Pool?”
When Sun Wukong heard this, he quickly stepped into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
He didn't care what this pool was called.
After entering the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Sun Wukong felt comfortable all over. Wisps of divine light washed over his body, and even his innate aura was washed out. Even the divine elephant particles were awakened and evolved into giant elephant particles.
Sun Wukong was overjoyed and bowed to Patriarch Bodhi.
"Thank you, teacher. Thank you, teacher."
Patriarch Subhuti guessed that it was about the same, so he decided to speak frankly.
The last time he asked Sun Wukong to come and find him in the middle of the night, this monkey actually didn't come.
He had waited for an entire night in vain.
Now, he was personally teaching Sun Wukong how to cultivate. There shouldn't be any accidents, right?
"You monkey, you have entered the sect for many years and have never cultivated. Do you not like the scriptures in the Sutra Depository?”
Patriarch Subhuti was naturally aware of the quality of the scriptures in the Sutra Depository. They were all crudely made. Even the twelve volumes and thirty-six volumes of the Lightning Dao Primary Instruction were compiled by a small god of the Lightning Sect.
Sun Wukong kept shaking his head, causing the water in the Merit Pool to splash.
"How could this disciple have such thoughts!"
"The scriptures in the Scripture Depository are all-encompassing and full of all kinds of techniques. I, Old Sun, love to go to the Scripture Depository to read.”
"Then why haven't you cultivated it yet?”
"Disciple is slow-witted and has been unable to step into the Dao for a long time. Teacher, please forgive me.”
Hmm?
Patriarch Subhuti gripped his beard with one hand and placed the other behind his back. He was slightly taken aback.
This was different from the script.
Shouldn't Sun Wukong suggest that he wanted to cultivate the method of immortality?
How did it become like this?
Didn't he say that he would come to Mount Innerheart to learn the art of immortality?
"I remember that when you entered Mount Innerheart, you wanted to cultivate the art of immortality. Have you learned a thing or two?”
Sun Wukong lowered his head.
"Sigh, back then, it was this disciple who was too ambitious and coveted longevity.”
"People live for a lifetime, and plants fall for a year. There are laws. Longevity is to go against the heavens, and there must be a tribulation. Disciple has already given up on the idea of longevity.”
Sun Wukong's answer was reasonable and flawless.
This time, it was Patriarch Subhuti's turn to panic.
He had left Sun Wukong alone for seven years, but these seven years were to cleanse Sun Wukong's baleful aura and erase his ferocity.
How could even Monkey's personality be erased?
What should he do?
Patriarch Subhuti waved his hand, and instantly, tens of thousands of rays of light appeared around his body. At this moment, the Patriarch had transformed into a supreme Immortal God, and all sorts of divine light and great techniques interweaved with each other.
The phenomenon of immortals was endless.
"I will naturally teach you how to avoid the three calamities. You don't have to worry.”
"I'll teach you the art of immortality now.”
Grandmaster Bodhi did not wait for Sun Wukong to recover. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Sun Wukong. Streams of divine light fell on Sun Wukong.
"This is the Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Art, the Secret True Mystic Art. All come to the spirit of the spirit, carefully and firmly hidden, do not leak out. Don't leak it, hide it in your body, and you will prosper by accepting my teachings. The pithy formula is very beneficial to remember, and it can expel evil and make people feel cool and refreshing. Get cool, bright and clean, good to admire the bright moon on the altar. The moon hides the jade rabbit, the sun hides the crow, naturally there are turtles and snakes coiled together. If you are entangled with each other, your life will be strong, but you can plant a golden lotus in the fire. Gather the five elements and use them in reverse. When the work is completed, you will become a Buddha and an immortal.”
“......”
All kinds of profound chants were passed down one by one. Although Sun Wukong cultivated the Dao of Concealment and would not expose himself, he would not reject a technique that he had obtained for free.
One had to cultivate in the path of living a stable life. It would not be wrong to cultivate one more cultivation technique.
He had memorized the Grand-grade Heavenly Immortal Art and was about to give it a try when Patriarch Subhuti passed down the Seventy-two Transformations Art.
"I will also teach you the method to avoid the three calamities.”
"This is the Seventy-Two Transformation Art. It can avoid the three calamities. If you cultivate this transformation art, you can easily pass the tribulation every five hundred years.”
"Wukong, the Grand-grade Heavenly Immortal Chant is the root, and the seventy-two transformations are the leaves. By cultivating these two cultivation techniques, one can live forever.”
"From now on, come to the Tilted Moon Cave every day to soak in the Clear Glazed Pool and cultivate these two cultivation techniques. Three days later, I will test what you have learned!”
Patriarch Subhuti waved his hand and stepped into the depths of the Crescent Cave.
He had already taught Sun Wukong what he needed to. Now, all he had to do was wait for Sun Wukong to cultivate on his own.
The Grand-grade Heavenly Immortal Art was created by him. It contained the three true intents of Buddhism, Daoism, and Confucianism. It fused the immortal power of the Dao Sect, the Buddhist power of the Buddhist Sect, and the Righteousness of the Confucianism Sect. If Sun Wukong cultivated this art, he could easily attain the immortality of the golden nature!
After Grandmaster Bodhi disappeared, Sun Wukong continued to soak in the Merit Pool. His legs transformed once again, and his innate aura was about to overflow, turning into the aura of an innate god.
However, he still forcefully suppressed it.
Not only that, but the Divine Elephant Hell Shaking Force in his body had also been cultivated to the extreme. Divine Elephant Particles bloomed one after another and evolved into giant elephant particles.
Originally, Sun Wukong had already condensed two million elephant particles. Now, he had condensed three million, four million, and five million elephant particles.
And the particles of the giant elephant were still condensing in his body!
Six million elephants!
Seven million elephants!
Eight million elephants!
9 million elephants!
Ten million elephants!
20 million elephants!
30 million elephants!
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