The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

At noon, the bells of Fangcun Mountain reverberated, streams of light flew from all the peaks of Fangcun Mountain, and gathered in the main hall of the Three Star Cave of Xieyue.

Under the statue of Patriarch Sanqing, Yang Jian turned into Patriarch Bodhi and meditated quietly. The two disciples Qingshan and Huoyun were at the front, and a group of young monks sat quietly on both sides.

In the past three years, this is the second time for the "Bodhi Patriarch" to give a lecture; and these monks who have been in the field for decades, although they have not yet become immortals, they have all stepped into a good realm.

It's a pity that these monks have limited aptitude after all, and they can become immortals, but it is difficult to live forever.

They can only be regarded as Yang Jian's registered disciples when they worship the "Bodhi Patriarch"; Yang Jian only gave them the status of Taoist disciples, and he cannot bring them back to Yuxu Palace.

The monkey sitting in the corner has hardly changed from forty-nine years ago; he entered the room because of his physical practice, and his body is stretched out. If he puts on clothes and only looks at his back, he is no different from a human race.

It's just that this natural sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked thunder face really has nothing to do with being handsome.

He was still a little restless, as if there were nails under the monkey's buttocks, he couldn't help but poke here and there, laughing and gossiping with a few helpless senior brothers and sisters.

It has to be said that this monkey still has a chatty physique, probably because it has been bored in the stone for many years, and it is a little bored.

"I want to say something today as a teacher," Yang Jian said slowly, and all the disciples immediately concentrated.

"Where is Wukong?"

"The apprentice is here!" Sun Wukong suddenly became energetic and jumped up on the cushion.

"Bodhi Patriarch" eyes half down, "Come closer."

"Yes, yes," Sun Wukong immediately jumped forward with a laugh, knelt down in front of the ancestor, secretly glanced at the expression of the old master and the old man, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

'Bodhi Patriarch' suddenly said: "Today you should go down the mountain."

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then quickly asked: "Master, what did the disciple do wrong? Why did the master drive the disciple down the mountain?"

He paused for a while, kowtowed quickly, and knocked the stone slabs loudly.

"I would like to sincerely repent and ask Master not to drive me away!"

"Stupid Monkey," the 'Bodhi Patriarch' gently shook off the floating dust, Sun Wukong was completely unable to resist, and slowly stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, looking at the old Taoist who meant a lot to him with fear.

Yang Jian sighed: "Do you remember that when I taught you the practice method for the teacher, I had three chapters with you?"

"Teacher remembers, disciple remembers!"

"Say it."

Sun Wukong was a little puzzled, "It's... this, Master, are you saying it in front of the brothers and sisters?"

The Bodhi patriarch played by Yang Jian lowered his head slightly, and Sun Wukong blinked and began to tell the story honestly.

The first of the three chapters of the covenant is that when practicing in the mountains, you must not reveal your own cultivation; second, you must not talk about your abilities with your classmates, and you must not show off your abilities at will; third, you must not disobey your teachers and bully your classmates.

Wukong said these three things slowly, "Bodhi Patriarch" nodded slightly.

He asked a little nervously: "Master, the disciple didn't pay attention, which one did he violate?"

"You have been doing very well. Although sometimes you have endured a lot of hard work, it has finally come to this day." "Ancestor Bodhi" smiled, "Don't forget, monkey, what did you come to the mountain to ask for?"

Sun Wukong couldn't help being taken aback.

immortality...

He seems to have already asked for it, but he still lingers here and refuses to leave...

"Master, this disciple doesn't want to go down the mountain."

"But you had to go down the mountain, the voice of 'Bodhi Patriarch' gradually became lower and lower, "You have practiced until today, and your teacher has taught you all the skills of this tradition, and you already have extraordinary supernatural powers. As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. In the future, you can only rely on yourself to go on the road of practice. "

Sun Wukong hurriedly said: "But Master, I don't know how to continue practicing!"

"The exercises have been taught to you, how can you not know how to practice?"

"Master..."

Monkey King was speechless and could only scratch his head.

"Bodhi Patriarch" said: "I will not hide it from you as a teacher. After you leave, I will close the gate of the mountain, and there will be no Lingtai square inch mountain in the world."

In fact, Yang Jian didn't tell Sun Wukong everything, especially the fact that there was a powerful magic power sealed in Sun Wukong's body, and he never mentioned it.

During these years of teaching, Yang Jian helped the monkey to open a quarter of the world's shackles, and only then did the monkey's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

In the future, let this monkey go to the gossip furnace to practice, and it can also unlock a little shackles. At that time, there should be a surge in combat power.

How strong can the monkey be if all the shackles of heaven and earth are untied? Yang Jian doesn't know for sure, but if Sun Wukong doesn't comprehend the realm above the quasi-sage, at most he is just a great magician with profound mana, not a great weapon.

Everything has to be fought for by the monkey himself.

Sun Wukong hesitated for a while, and finally he could only sigh softly, looking around with reluctance.

Still don't want to leave.

"Qingshan, Huoyun, take all the disciples out first, I have something to say to Wukong alone."

Huoyun Qingshan quickly got up to answer, and all the disciples also got up and bowed, and quietly retreated from the place.

They already knew about this, as early as a few years ago, Qingshan and Huoyun had already explained to these disciples their future path to immortality.

——After the monkey left, these disciples would be sent to practice in a great immortal sect in Central China, and they would be arranged to go to the Heavenly Court to be happy gods in the future, which was considered a chance.

Fangcun Mountain and Sanxing Cave are just the ashram opened by Bodhi Patriarch to teach this monkey. This matter has long been known to everyone except Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong has been practicing with Patriarch Bodhi all these years, and the other disciples are not blind, so how can they not know? It's just that with Huoyun and Qingshan pressing down, no one can disturb Monkey King's practice, and all the disciples can only envy him secretly.

After a while, only Sun Wukong and the "Bodhi Patriarch" were left in the hall. Sun Wukong thought that he was going down the mountain today, his eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground.

'Bodhi Patriarch' said: "Get up, you and I will meet again sooner or later, master and apprentice."

Sun Wukong hurriedly asked: "Master, where are you going if you are not in the mountains? This disciple has the skills taught by the master. He can turn over hundreds of thousands of miles with a single somersault. He also has the somersault cloud bestowed by the master. He can come back from Huaguo Mountain in an hour..."

"What you see is just the form transformed by the teacher. There are still many things to do as a teacher. You don't have to bother to find me. Even if you do, you won't be able to find me." There was also a little sadness in the eyes of the 'Bodhi Patriarch'.

After all, in the past fifty years, there is also a teacher-student relationship.

Although in Yang Jian's view, he didn't really accept Sun Wukong as an apprentice, but just preached for Sun Wukong.

After today, Patriarch Bodhi will probably drift away in the wind with this incarnation.

"Monkey...Wukong, do you know why the teacher wants to pass on your skills?"

"I don't know."

"You don't need to know now," said 'Bodhi Patriarch', "after you go down the mountain today, your relationship with the master and apprentice will be over, but you are the disciple I trained with my own hands after all, and the teacher doesn't want to see you scheming and disappearing in the future. Take this thing."

A jade talisman flew towards Monkey King slowly.

'Bodhi Patriarch' said: "There is only one jade talisman, and as a teacher, I will only save you once. If you encounter a big enemy and are about to be beaten to dust, crush this jade talisman."

Sun Wukong laughed suddenly, patted his chest and shouted: "Master, you have underestimated me too much. This disciple will never lose master's face when he travels in the Three Realms in the future! This jade talisman is accepted by this disciple. If I miss my master in the future, I hope I have something to show."

"As a master, you can't lose your face even if you want to," 'Bodhi Patriarch' laughed and scolded, "Are you saying that the treasures I gave you are too few?"

"I have absolutely no such intentions, absolutely no such intentions! But, hehe..."

"You monkey head," Yang Jian snorted coldly, and swung his sleeves violently. Before Monkey King could say anything, he felt an irresistible force coming towards him, pushing him directly out of the hall and Fangcun Mountain, and threw him to the east.

This monkey is very affectionate, although he couldn't help but fly upside down, the light and shadow of the past few decades in Fangcun Mountain kept flashing before his eyes, he couldn't help crying, he just smacked his lips.

The voice of 'Bodhi Patriarch' suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart:

"From now on, don't casually mention being a teacher to others. If we meet again by fate, I will ask you three questions as a teacher. If you can't answer one of them, you are not worthy of being my apprentice. The first question is, what is your practice? The second question is, do you have any regrets? The third question, have you ever regretted it?"

What kind of problem is this?

Monkey King was puzzled for a while, and suddenly came back to his senses, the strength on his body had disappeared, and he quickly controlled his figure.

"Master!"

He set up a somersault cloud and fled back to Fangcun Mountain in a blink of an eye, but saw spiritual energy rising from all over Fangcun Mountain, and the oblique moon and three-star cave disappeared out of thin air.

This situation seemed unreal, so Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel that all these years before were just like a dream.

"Master..."

Feeling lost, Monkey King lingered in Fangcun Mountain for a while.

He didn't have a long-term temperament, and when the master asked him to go down the mountain, it seemed that he was afraid that his apprentice would be ashamed, and he didn't let himself mention who the master was...

Sun Wukong was so excited, he felt that he must make a name for himself in the future, let his name be known everywhere in the three worlds, and let the master proudly tell others that he, Sun Wukong, is the apprentice of his Bodhi Patriarch!

Uh, it seems that the master is extremely capable, and I don't know when I will be able to reach this point in my life.

Shaking his head, Sun Wukong bared his teeth and smiled, then drove eastward on a cloud.

He who was still sentimental just a moment ago was already thinking at this moment that when he returned to Huaguo Mountain, there would be monkeys all over the mountains and plains coming forward to pay his respects, how majestic it would be.

Immortality, he learned it.

But how to pass it on to monkeys and grandchildren... This is a bit difficult.

...

After the monkey left, a fairy boat slowly lifted into the sky amidst the rising spiritual energy, and it flew slowly towards Central China with dozens of young monks.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Yang Jian has regained his true face; but he has hidden his figure so that no one else will notice.

To put it bluntly, this little monk has decades of friendship with him as a master and apprentice. Yang Jian will not be relieved until he sees that Qingshan and Huoyun have settled down these little apprentices.