Reborn Turtle: Picked Up By Monkey King at the Beginning

When Lin Fang was released, he was already in the Patriarch's room.

Patriarch Bodhi looked at him.

The sharp eyes made Lin Fang a little scared, shrinking his neck, and stepping back a few steps.

Looking at Lin Fang, he seemed to be just an ordinary tortoise.

But ordinary tortoises can come with monkeys to apprehend their teachers, can comprehend the great-grade Heavenly Immortal Secret Art, can reach the realm of spiritual accumulation in a few days, and can also comprehend the magical powers of the void beasts, transforming from reality to reality.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Bodhi Patriarch finally couldn't sit still.

He distracted Brother Monkey this time and brought Lin Fang out alone, just to find out exactly what he was.

As soon as he waved, Lin Fang fell into his Zhang Xin.

Looking at the big face close at hand.

Lin Fang was panicked!

"Zu, ancestor, I will feel embarrassed if you look at me like this, ha ha..."

He laughed twice.

But there is no use for eggs.

The eyes of the ancestor Bodhi flickered a few times, and Lin Fang could see the whole person more thoroughly.

In his eyes, Lin Fang's whole person was seen through, the body appeared translucent, the root meridians appeared, and the energy flow in the body was even more clear.

But as before, there are still no problems.

So he stepped up his efforts.

This time, he was not only looking at his body, but also looking at his soul.

It's still normal.

This result surprised the ancestors of Bodhi.

This time, there was nothing different from the previous inspection. From the inside to the outside, Lin Fang only had two words from the body to the soul: mediocrity!

But just such a mediocre little turtle has done something that is not mediocre.

The ancestor Bodhi frowned.

After that, the incomparable power of the soul gushed out from his body, and the target was directed at Lin Fang.

Lin Fang was lying in the palm of Bodhi ancestor's hand, planning to be a tortoise with a bowed head. Suddenly, he felt like a needle had been inserted in his head, constantly agitating.

Lin Fang had a splitting headache.

"Still not, the soul is pure like a born child?"

The ancestor of Bodhi glanced at Lin Fang.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this little turtle in his hand would be the kind of pure soul and pure mind.

"Is it hidden deep?"

"Or, I really thought about it?"

Journey to the west will take place, and at this time, the secrets of heaven and chaos are uncheckable.

But the mind of heaven is unpredictable.

If there is such a small turtle, it is not impossible...

Several thoughts flashed in Bodhi's ancestor's heart.

Lin Fang passed out in pain.

Even so, the ancestor of Bodhi still did not let him go, and after checking it several times and confirming that his soul really had no problem at all, he let him go.

Monkey King is the protagonist of Journey to the West, and he must ensure that Brother Monkey can grow up smoothly.

During this period, anything that may pose a threat to Brother Monkey must be eradicated.

But Lin Fang...

He suspected Lin Fang had a problem, but there was no evidence!

The monkey was particularly nervous about the little guy's safety, making him a dilemma.

"Save it for the time being."

…

When Lin Zai woke up, one day and one night had passed.

The sun is very bright.

Lin Fang stood up from the ground and shook his head, which was still a little dazed. It took a while before he finally remembered all the things before.

The agony of the soul that seemed to be torn apart is still fresh in my memory.

He couldn't help but shiver after thinking about it.

too painful.

I don't want to come for the second time in my life.

After almost recovering, he looked around.

I saw the Bodhi ancestor who was suspended in the air and meditated behind him.

"Since you are awake, leave."

Although the ancestor Bodhi closed his eyes, he said casually as if he could see the things in the room.

Lin Fang didn't dare to fail.

He stepped on his short legs and walked towards the gate.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, he finally crossed the threshold and fell into the courtyard.

At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Have a sense of security.

At least he was not in the same room with Bodhi Patriarch, although it was just separated by a door.

no way.

Weakness is the original sin.

If you don't want this to happen, there is only power!

This is something he has long understood.

"Hang up!"

"Hang him out of nothing."

"I want to hang up quietly and surprise everyone."

As Lin Fang crawled out, he kept muttering in his heart. Thinking like this, he seemed to have seen the vision of becoming a saint in the future, stepping on the land, and slinging Subhuti.

I feel more cheerful now.

But walking, walking, he can't walk.

A fragrant scent came into the nose.

Lin Fang smelled it with his nose, and immediately felt relaxed and happy, even the depression in his heart was much less.

"This is…"

He looked in the direction where the fragrance was coming.

I saw a small white flower blooming on the lawn in the courtyard.

The aroma is what it exudes.

The small white flowers that grew out of Bodhi's ancestor's yard, even if they look ordinary, are no different from the wild flowers on the roadside, but they are certainly not simple.

So Lin Fang decisively changed his direction and headed towards the little white flower.

He intends to earn a point before leaving.

If it is left in peacetime, he would definitely not dare to use the wool of the ancestor of Bodhi so blatantly.

But today is different.

Today Lin Fang was angry, and his anger made people irrational.

After a short while, Lin Fang walked up to the little white flower, and then looked at the little flower condescendingly.

Snap!

Lin Fang slapped it down, and Xiao Hua was instantly crushed by him.

It's like trampling an ant to death.

He looked towards the location of the room. The Bodhi ancestor in the room was still closing his eyes and resting. It seemed that the old **** was there, not paying attention to the things here.

So Lin Fang just bit down.

"System, exchange."

"Ding! The host exchanges a spiritual flower, points +20"

The sound of the system sounded.

Lin Fang curled his lips in disappointment.

Only 20 points.

It's not enough to squeeze the teeth between the teeth, and the distance to exchange the blood of the black turtle is almost a drop in the bucket.

He looked around again.

On this grassland, there are still a lot of small white flowers growing, and each one exudes a seductive fragrance, as if a charming girl is teasing his nerves, and he can't help but want to swallow it.

"Forget it, mosquito legs are also meat."

"How many, how many, from today, please ask me to destroy the little prince."

Lin Fang began to pick flowers on the grass.

One after another.

Each one can provide him with points ranging from 20 to 30.

After Lin Fang had collected all the florets from the entire lawn, he checked the system panel.

"Points: 793"

Good harvest!

Lin Fang immediately became happy.

At this rate, maybe the points that can be exchanged for the blood of the black turtle can be gathered today.

So his eyes turned to another lawn.