I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 1256 Disciple, you are so short-sighted

 “Are you kidding me?”

Patriarch Bodhi said: "This child can be regarded as a disciple of Yuxu because Shen Gongbao is a member of the Yuxu sect. Shen Gongbao is not a member of the Yuxu sect, so what kind of disciple can he be?"

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said: "That's it, senior, Shen Gongbao is just a guide. When he introduces Nezha into Yuxu Palace, only my master can expel him from the master. Otherwise, Yuxu will be the same one day." A disciple will be a disciple of Yuxu for the rest of his life.”

“Nonsense.” Ancestor Bodhi shook his head and looked down at Xiang Nezha: “Don’t listen to his deception. You are worshiping your master, not Yuxu Palace. Be good and call me master.”

Nezha glanced at Qin Yao and rolled his eyes: "It's okay to call, but you can't do without the greeting gift, right?"

Bodhi stretched out his hand and flicked his smooth forehead, laughing and scolding: "What a naughty boy."

Nezha chuckled and said, "I don't want you to lose face. In front of these people, people will definitely say, what kind of treasure did Patriarch Bodhi give when he accepted his disciples and grandsons?"

Bodhi said: "So I still have to thank you? Thank you for considering me so much."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Nezha said, "So, where's the gift?"

Bodhi thought for a moment, then took out a long golden spear from his hands and handed it to Nezha: "Baby boy, do you know the name of this spear?"

 Looking at the divine lines on the spear and the faint fire shining on the long and narrow spear head, Nezha's eyes lit up instantly.

Judging from the appearance alone, this spear is much more advanced than the thunder whip given by the master.

“Master, what is the name of this spear?”

Bodhi smiled slightly and said: "This spear is called Jingye, and it once shocked the world in the prehistoric era. It is famous for its magical fire that shocked the night. In terms of rank, it is the second-class gun, um, the first-class one. The gun has disappeared, so it’s not wrong to be considered first class.”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

Nezha immediately knelt down, spread his hands and raised them high: "Thank you, Master, for the treasure."

Bodhi put the spear in his hands, and Nezha suddenly felt his hands sinking slightly. He used his spiritual thoughts to detect it, and felt a raging flame, which made his eyes suddenly burning.

 Li Jing watched this scene quietly and thought to himself: My son is still blessed. His teacher just lost a backer, and then he found another one, and he got such a powerful treasure...

Sure enough, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other!

At this time, Nezha caressed the Nightmare Gun fondly, but did not forget his master: "Master, this is my master's gift."

Bodhi rolled his eyes: "You pretend to be a dutiful son and let me bleed? You're asking for a beating!"

Nezha said: "As long as you give my master a gift, you can give me a good beating."

Bodhi laughed silently, shook his head, then looked at Qin Yao, took out a slender, green, and gleaming six-section bamboo pole from his backhand, and handed it forward: "Here's it for you."

 “Bamboo?”

Nezha frowned and said, "Master, why are you so stingy? You don't have to be like this if you're from another generation, right?"

Bodhi was so angry with him that he ignored Qin Yao's outstretched hands, picked up the bamboo pole and knocked the naughty kid on the head.

 In an instant, Nezha found that his vision, smell, taste, hearing, touch, and intuition had all disappeared.

　Can't see, smell, feel, hear, or touch. Even my thinking seems to be frozen and I can no longer think.

This feeling was so terrifying that it filled his eyes with fear, but he had no choice but to do anything.

Afterwards, Bodhi touched his head, and Nezha returned to normal. He looked at the bamboo in the other person's hand with lingering fear: "It's so scary. He was hit so lightly. He didn't even feel any pain. There was no pain." It feels like it has been turned into a stone...Master, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

“You know how powerful you are, do you still think that Master I am stingy?” Bodhi snorted, laughing and scolding all from his heart, as he pleased.

Nezha said with a flattering smile on his face: "Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled, I just said it casually. Master, please tell me quickly, what kind of treasure is this."

Bodhi handed the bamboo pole to Qin Yao's hand and said calmly: "This is one of the ten innate spiritual roots of bitter bamboo. It can destroy the six consciousnesses, that is, seal the opponent's eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, and body consciousness. , consciousness, and you lose consciousness in an instant. How can you defeat your opponent if he suddenly loses all consciousness during the battle?"

Qin Yao silently grasped the bamboo pole with slightly cool tentacles, but a name quickly flashed in his mind: Six Pure Bamboos!

In the original work of Fengshen, Zhunti once used this treasure to create the prototype of Wuyunxian, and then threw it into the Bade Pond in Lingshan, where it became an ornamental pet turtle.

Who is this Wuyunxian?

That was when fighting alone, he defeated the red sperm in three rounds, turned around and knocked down Guangchengzi again with a hammer, and his identity in the Jiejiao was the leader of the Seven Immortals.

Such an unparalleled demon king finally fell to the fate of an ornamental fish. The horror of being a **** and calamity is evident.

From this aspect, it also illustrates the importance of taking sides. Qin Yao felt that unless Patriarch Hongjun could stand with Tongtian Cult Leader, no one else could win if he stood by his side!

Having said that, this bamboo seems to prove one thing.

 Bodhi is either Zhunti’s clone, or one of the three corpses of the other party.

  A while ago, I reminded Tongtian Sect to be wary of Western sects, but now I have worshiped Bodhi as my teacher. It’s just fate that plays a trick on people...

at the same time.

 Inside Biyou Palace.

Sitting cross-legged on the blue cloud bed, Master Tongtian slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

 Below the cloud bed, a Taoist with a long beard and black face, wearing soap clothes and a silk ribbon around his waist, looked strong and fierce and asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you sighing?"

Tongtian said: "I lament that fate is unpredictable and things in the world are unpredictable. Immortal Wu Yun, do you know the name of Shen Gongbao?"

 The Taoist nodded: "I've heard of it. It is said that he is the Golden Immortal with the lowest cultivation level, lowest strength, and lowest evaluation in the Chan Sect."

“It is irrefutable to have the lowest cultivation and strength, but the lowest evaluation is due to prejudice.”

Tongtian waved his hand and said: "I can see that this demon has a beautiful chest, unparalleled intelligence and far-reaching vision. I, the disciple of Jiejiao, lack such a think tank and strategist.

Therefore, I personally took action to alienate the relationship between him and Chanmen, and finally achieved some success, causing Yuanshi to expel him from the school.

But he never thought that even so, he had no intention of choosing me to teach him. Instead, he worshiped Bodhi. "

His sword formation diagram is still in Qin Yao's body, so he can check the opponent's situation at any time...

In fact, if the other party is willing to switch to Jie Jiao, the Zhu Xian Sword Picture and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are the meeting gifts given to the other party.

Yuanshi can take away the Four Swords of Zhuxian from Shen Gongbao’s body, then he can get the swords back from Yuxu Palace!

Wuyunxian was a little surprised and asked: "Master, who is this Bodhi?"

 “O Bodhi.”

Tongtian’s eyes flickered and he said faintly: “A very interesting existence.”

That night.

Standing on the fairy cloud of Bodhi, Qin Yao was led by the other party to a strange mountain. He saw that the mountain was entangled with dead vines and old trees, and it was an ancient crossing of the world.

 The crow of the quiet bird is near, and the sound of the source is clear.

There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows on the cliffs everywhere.

 Looking down from a high altitude, it feels like one mountain and one world.

Bodhi waved his whisk, and brought Qin Yao down from the clouds, and came to a stone tablet. On this stone tablet were clearly engraved ten characters: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxing Cave.

 “Let’s go.”

Bodhi said lightly, climbed up the steps, crossed the stone tablet, and walked into the cave. In the cave, there was another world: fairy deer croaked, phoenixes spread their wings, and spiritual apes and cranes could be seen everywhere. It was a fairyland. Wonderful home.

After a while, Bodhi took him to a lotus seat, turned around and sat on the lotus seat, and asked leisurely: "Do you need my help for your injury?"

Qin Yao said without hesitation: "Need it!" Although Yuanshi did not abolish his cultivation, his rough sword grabbing behavior hurt his foundation.

 If he were to repair it himself, it would probably take at least hundreds of years of hard work.

 With the help of his master, he would not have presented this hero.

Bodhi tore open the void in front of him, took out a fist-sized water ball from a sparkling golden treasure pool, then closed the void like a zipper, and hit Qin Yao with the water ball.

The moment the water ball touched Qin Yao's body, it passed through the physical body and reached the soul, turning into streams of pure power to repair the broken kingdom of God.

Just in a moment, the injury that had almost become a hidden danger was healed. Qin Yao even felt a sense of improvement, and the five qi in his body were ready to move...

 “Thank you, Master.”

Qin Yao paid homage with a great ceremony and said sincerely.

Bodhi shook his head, and then stretched his palm out of Qin Yao's kingdom like the beginning of time, gently pulled out the stone plate given by Tongtian, and finally delivered it to Qin Yao: "You can't afford this thing. In two days, Go to Biyou Palace to pay it back."

“Master, is this the Immortal Killing Sword Formation?” Qin Yao asked.

Bodhi said: "It's not just that! This sword array contains the supreme swordsmanship inheritance that reaches the sky. Let's talk about it. He thinks highly of you."

 Chin Yao: “…”

 Among the three religions, Yuanshi abandoned him like a shoe, while Tongtian held him in high esteem.

 Among the two saints, Jie Yin turned a blind eye to him, while Zhunti treated him favorably.

This feeling is really complicated.

Thinking of Bodhi's great saint, Qin Yao pursed his lips and couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you a Buddha or a Tao?"

Bodhi smiled slightly and said, "Can't it be both?"

 Chin Yao: “…”

 He originally thought that the other party would say that Buddha is the Tao.

Bodhi added: "Learning from each other's strong points, compensating for their shortcomings, and understanding everything. This is the way of my disciples. So, you don't need to worry about abandoning the way and following the Buddha."

 Qin Yao was upset when he was told that he was worried, and his face suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Master... you are really good at judging people."

Bodhi laughed heartily and said in a very happy mood: "Of course, otherwise, how could I accept you as my disciple?"

Qin Yao boldly asked: "Master, what is our goal in Fangcun Mountain?"

"We have no goals." Bodhi said meaningfully: "You don't have to do anything...you just do what you want to do."

 Qin Yao understood.

 The great development of Western religion is the goal of Chunti, not the goal of Bodhi.

This person is probably one of the three corpses of Zhunti, not a clone of the other party, and has a completely independent personality.

Of course, it is also possible to not put all the eggs in the same basket, in case Western religion encounters a backlash, and there is still a way out.

“Is there anything else you want to ask?” Bodhi asked pleasantly.

Qin Yao thought for a while and said, "Master, what do you expect from me?"

 “Expectations…”

Bodhi looked thoughtful and immediately said: "How about playing the role of the founding disciple of Fangcun Mountain?"

 Qin Yao nodded heavily: "Yes."

 “Any more questions?” Bodhi asked.

 Chin Yao: "No more..."

"Since you don't have any more, I'll ask you." Bodhi said with a smile.

Qin Yao said respectfully: "Master, please speak."

Bodhi gave a thumbs up and said: "The foundation of your Taoism is the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus, right?"

Qin Yao's heart trembled, and he pretended to be calm: "Yes."

"This thing has disappeared for so long. I didn't expect it to fall into your hands. I always thought it would be in the Styx..." Bodhi murmured to himself, then came back to his senses, looked at the cold sweat on Qin Yao's forehead and smiled: "Don't Don’t worry, I won’t steal your things as a teacher.”

Qin Yao smiled dryly and said: "I'm not worried. I also think you can't..."

“Second question, are you still worried about your thoughts now?” Bodhi asked.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment and fell silent.

 After a long time, he slowly raised his eyes and said seriously: "Disciple, I no longer have any worries in my heart."

From the moment he forcibly seized the sword from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he and Chanjiao had severed all ties with each other. What nonsense could there be?

“Even so, why don’t the five qi return to their original state?” Bodhi shouted softly.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and immediately sat cross-legged, circulating the immortal energy in his body, connecting the five emperors' qi of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and rushed directly to the head of the soul.

 Different from the attempts in the past two years, this time the five qi merged naturally and smoothly, and the realm of the Kingdom of God seemed to have been lifted from a layer of restrictions, which immediately greatly increased the tolerance of the immortal qi.

Bodhi smiled slightly and raised his hand to release a spirit gathering array, quickly gathering the surrounding spiritual energy.

Qin Yao greedily absorbed this spiritual energy, and could feel that he was growing crazily, or getting stronger every moment.

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how much spiritual energy he absorbed. The realm of the Kingdom of God in his soul finally reached its maximum capacity, and then he stopped.

Qin Yao took a long breath and stood up slowly. The powerful feeling actually gave him the illusion that he could tear open the void as long as he thought about it.

“Congratulations, you have been promoted to the level of a second-rate immortal **** in this world.” Bodhi said with a smile.

 Chin Yao: “…”

Having achieved all the five qi, he is still a second-rater.

 It’s so **** awesome.

The false sense of invincibility that I am now so strong in was simply dispelled by Bodhi's words.

“Master, I feel that my cultivation speed has been very fast, very fast.” After a moment, Qin Yao said weakly.

Bodhi paused for a moment and sighed: "My disciple, you are so short-sighted."

 Chin Yao: “…”

"Forget it, let's not mention this. You won't be happy after saying it." Bodhi waved his hand and said, "I think your sutra is quite interesting. What kind of sutra is this?"

Hearing this, Qin Yao scratched his head.

Ancestor Bodhi got the great Heavenly Immortal Art from me...

 And then pass it on to Sun Wukong in the future? ? ?