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Chapter 378 Bodhi wants to preach

"I think this is also the reason why you are less than half a hundred, but you are so knowledgeable!"

Patriarch Bodhi nodded in satisfaction, then thought about it, and after saying these words, his eyes shifted, and seeing Monkey King scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, he thought of a mystery on the plate.

Now that he is in a good mood, it is natural that Zhan Wuzha and Sun Wukong are destined, but he decided to only ask Zhan Wuzha what Taoism he learned. If he has enough opportunities, Patriarch Bodhi feels that he can cleverly set up the mystery in the plate.

If not, let's see if Sun Wukong's opportunity has arrived.

"There are 360 ​​side doors in the word 'Tao', all of which have positive results. I don't know which door you want to learn?"

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard, looked at Zhan Wuzha, and observed Monkey King from the corner of his eye, taking into account the actions of both of them.

"Based on the meaning of respecting the teacher, the disciples will listen wholeheartedly."

Zhan Wuzha bowed his head and bowed to salute, his words were very respectful, he blinked his eyes, and directly said the original Monkey King's response, you must know that this was what Sun Wukong said after seven years of polite speech and the festival of advance and retreat , is the best coping language for the current occasion.

"I'll teach you the way of 'shu', how about it?"

Patriarch Bodhi was sitting on a high platform, and while asking, he was also observing the reactions of Zhan Wuzha and Monkey King.

"Don't dare to hide the truth from the respected teacher. Before the morning class, I started to talk about scientific knowledge, and exchanged a little way from the brothers."

Zhan Wuzha thought for a while, looked at Patriarch Bodhi on the high platform, and answered sincerely.

"You are honest. In the art of calligraphy, please ask Xian Fuluan, ask Bu Yiyao, can you learn some principles of avoiding evil?"

Patriarch Bodhi nodded slightly, suddenly realized that his apprentice Wu Zha was honest and honest, and he was as independent of the school as himself, and he had already mastered a hundred schools of thought, and had the qualifications to become his disciple.

"A little bit, a little bit."

Zhan Wuzha said respectfully, with a sincere attitude and sincere words, but he didn't know much. After all, the brothers themselves learned very little, not to mention there are brothers who cherish themselves.

"Then are you willing to study this principle of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil?"

After Bodhi Patriarch finished speaking, he observed the expression and demeanor of his apprentice Wu Zha, and from the corner of his eye, he was also observing the expression and demeanor of another new apprentice, Sun Wukong.

"Is it possible to live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha thought for a while, and answered with the words of Monkey King in the original book, and this answer just fit his own heart, let it have thousands of spells, all kinds of supernatural powers, I only want to live forever.

Sun Wukong, who was listening by the side, was anxious to scratch his cheek with his left ear, but when he heard Wu Zha's words, he stopped his movements and acted as if he was listening carefully.

"No, no!"

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head slightly and said, then stroked his beard and chin. He was quite satisfied with the answer of his apprentice Wu Zha. If he can live forever, he said that there are 360 ​​disciples, even if there are [-] disciples, they can learn and practice.

"Then I won't learn."

Zhan Wuzha replied directly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, wondering if he would throw a stone at his own foot, after all, he was not born with a monkey life, it is difficult to estimate the consequences of such an answer, and the Bodhi Patriarch does not have to be learned by you, if he walks away, That is the consequence of an empty game.

Sun Wukong, who was listening on the sidelines, was overjoyed, and thought to himself that Junior Brother Wu Zha and himself also wanted to learn the way of immortality. If the patriarch taught Junior Brother Wu Zha the way of immortality and he spoke out at the right time, maybe he could practice the way of immortality together.

At the same time, Sun Wukong was also quite hesitant, not knowing the right time to speak, he was a little uneasy, for fear that the patriarch would only teach his juniors and not himself, scratching his head and scratching his head anxiously, restless.

"The way in Liuzimen is Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Yin-Yang School, Mohist School, medical school, or reading scriptures, or reciting Buddha, and pilgrimage to the truth, etc. Would you like to study the truth?"

Patriarch Bodhi said this, but he had already seen the expressions and behaviors of Wu Zha and Wu Kong, and knew that the two apprentices wanted to learn the way of immortality. The joy of the mystery, but I don't know if the two apprentices can solve it.

At the same time, Patriarch Bodhi also saw the performance of the other disciples, shook his head and sighed in his heart, but everyone has their own fate, and they cannot be forced.

"Is it possible to live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha replied directly, but he had realized some key points in his heart. He guessed that he had to cooperate with his master to act in a play. Thanks to his familiarity with the original plot, otherwise, according to his own personality, he might directly ask the ancestor for help. Learn the way of immortality.

Sun Wukong, who was listening on the side, held his breath and listened very seriously, and wanted to find out whether this Liuzimen could live forever.

"If you want to live forever, it's like a 'mural pillar'."

Patriarch Bodhi replied like this, but he had a habit of not saying the same words twice, perhaps because he was proficient in hundreds of schools of thought, although he only needed to reply at this time, but he was still used to being cryptic.

"Master, I'm an honest person. I don't know how to play riddles. How can I call it 'Mili Anzhu'?"

Zhan Wuzha answered solemnly. As soon as the words fell, he still looked at the Bodhi Patriarch on the high platform, but pretended to be thoughtful, leaving only a trace of uneasiness in his heart. If it is as he expected, then things will be stable .

"When people build a house, they want it to be strong. They put a pillar between the walls. One day the building will collapse, and he will die."

Patriarch Bodhi half-closed his eyes and stroked his beard, playing riddles that others can't figure out, and solving riddles by himself is quite enjoyable.

"In that case, it won't last long. Don't learn, don't learn!"

Zhan Wuzha shook his head again and again, shaking like a rattle drum, mumbling his words, but he was sighing in his heart, secretly thinking that as expected, this time it was really stable, so he was naturally happy to cooperate.

Sun Wukong, who was on the side, couldn't stop nodding when he heard Wu Zha's answer. Thinking of what he wanted, he scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, fidgeting.

"The Tao of Jingzimen, cultivating food and keeping grain, being quiet and doing nothing, practicing Zen and sitting in meditation, abstaining from words and fasting, whether sleeping or doing meritorious deeds, and sitting in meditation, etc. Would you like to study the principles in it?"

Patriarch Bodhi asked slightly, knowing in his heart that this smart apprentice was cooperating with him, and he was quite satisfied. He also believed that Wu Zha had the qualifications to become his disciple.

"Is it possible to live forever like this?"

Zhan Wuzha asked sincerely, paying attention to Patriarch Bodhi's eyes that read people's hearts, and his expression became more respectful.

Sitting on the high platform, Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and jaw. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Wukong's expression and demeanor. His thoughts could be seen on his face. He was really innocent, so he replied: "It also looks like 'kiln head adobe'."

"To tell the truth, Master, this disciple has thought of the meaning of kiln-head adobe."

Zhan Wuzha had some doubts in his heart, but he thought of the disadvantages of asking questions knowingly. After all, he really knew that if the performance failed, it would be a bit of a loss.

Monkey King on the side was pondering the deep meaning of the adobe at the kiln head. Hearing this, he looked at Junior Brother Wu Zha curiously, wondering if Junior Brother Wu Zha really knew the meaning of the adobe at the kiln head.

"tell me the story."

Patriarch Bodhi's eyes showed approval, and he acted as if he was listening after speaking.

And Sun Wukong and a group of senior brothers are also listening, wanting to hear Wu Zha's understanding of kiln head adobe.

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