Journey to the West Digong: People are chatting in the group, all worlds are my believers

Patriarch Bodhi is preaching at the moment, with subtle expressions and witty words.

During the conversation, the power of rhyme surged out, and the momentum was huge, which made people fascinated.

What Patriarch Bodhi said today is the supernatural method, and it is the method practiced by Jiejiao's disciples back then.

Patriarch Bodhi's practice is profound, but this supernatural method is not so invincible.

Therefore, with the practice of Patriarch Bodhi, he is proficient.

The disciples under the door, when they heard the Bodhi Patriarch's teaching, all of them were intoxicated, as if they were completely immersed in it.

Among the crowd, only Sun Wukong had a different expression.

Hearing the key points, Sun Wukong felt even more boring.

"yawn……"

Monkey King couldn't help it, and yawned.

"Presumptuous! You monkey, actually yawned while listening to the patriarch's lecture! You are looking for death!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in Sun Wukong's ear.

Sun Wukong looked back, but saw a sword cultivator dressed in white, who was glaring at him at the moment.

Monkey King recognized this person, and his name was Jian Zhenjue.

This Jian Zhenjue relied on himself as a senior brother, and let Monkey King do a lot of chores on weekdays.

In order to practice Taoism with peace of mind, Monkey King didn't care about the true sense of this sword.

However, Sun Wukong did not expect that this guy would not let him go when he heard the patriarch preaching today.

Sun Wukong originally felt that the Taoism taught by Patriarch Bodhi was not even one ten-thousandth of what Lin Xuan taught.

Distraught and very irritable.

Seeing Jian Zhenjue trouble him now, I feel even more unhappy.

However, Monkey King thought that the other party was a senior brother, and at this moment when the master was preaching, he snorted coldly, turned his head away, and tried hard to hold back the anger in his heart.

But when Jian Zhenjue saw Sun Wukong like this, he immediately felt angry.

"Good boy, are you still unwilling to tell me about you?"

"Come, come, brother, I will drag you to the master to judge!"

Jian Zhenjue was sitting next to Monkey King, and when he saw Monkey King's appearance, he stretched out a hand, intending to grab Monkey King...

Chapter 267 Wukong: Am I so strong?

The light in Jian Zhenjue's hand was shining brightly, obviously it also activated the power of the fairy.

Covered in the hand, intends to directly carry Monkey King to see Patriarch Bodhi.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong felt a little angry suddenly in his heart.

Ma De, do you still want me to be beaten?

Sun Wukong thought about it, and suddenly felt even more annoyed.

Jian Zhenjue grabbed Monkey King's clothes, and the power of the fairy spirit turned into sword energy, and began to bombard and kill Monkey King's body.

Sun Wukong sneered, and followed Jian Zhenjue away.

Seeing this, Jian Zhenjue secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking that the monkey might just let him handle it.

Right at this moment...

Sun Wukong's holy method of fighting evolved from a fist as big as a sandbag, and he punched Jian Zhenjue with a punch.

This punch can be regarded as unpretentious.

Not so terrible and powerful.

However, a punch landed on Jian Zhenjue's body.

"boom!"

In an instant, Jian Zhenjue felt like being struck by lightning on his physical body.

The whole person began to convulse unconsciously.

That powerful force began to continuously attack Jian Zhenjue's body.

Like a thunderbolt, Jian Zhen felt so painful that he almost died on the spot.

Sun Wukong has learned the holy method of fighting and fighting, and with the power of the eight or nine Xuan Gong in his body, his strength has risen a lot in a short time.

The strength of this Jian Zhenjue is probably no more than the level of a peak true immortal.

Sun Wukong is now practicing, digesting the good fortune contained in his body, and he has probably reached the realm of a real fairy.

However, Sun Wukong, who possesses eight or nine profound arts and the holy method of fighting, has a strong fighting power, but it is far more powerful than ordinary true immortals.

With one blow, it landed on Jian Zhenjue's body.

Jian Zhenjue suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

For a while, tears and snot kept flowing in the eye sockets.

The whole person was directly blasted out.

It hit the wall of the Three Star Cave of the Oblique Moon, making continuous noises.

"boom!"

That's it.

The Bodhi Patriarch who directly interrupted the entire discussion.

Patriarch Bodhi:?

The entire Samsung Cave was suddenly dumbfounded.

Jian Zhenjue was beaten to death directly.

If it weren't for Jian Zhenjue who was a disciple of Bodhi's successor, I'm afraid that he would have been directly blasted into pieces by now, and he couldn't die anymore.

Fortunately, the Bodhi disciple, his heel can be considered extraordinary, he just passed out.

"Wukong, what are you doing?"

Patriarch Bodhi was furious, and shouted at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong also froze in place.

For these years, he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism in the Three Star Cave of the Oblique Moon.

On weekdays, chopping firewood and fetching water, because the hozen is wearing Taoist robes, it is inevitable that some Bodhi disciples will make fun of him.

Because Sun Wukong remembered Lin Xuan's advice in his heart——

Practice well.

Therefore, there have been no disputes with these people.

But now, Sun Wukong didn't hold back for a while, and directly blasted Jian Zhenjue away with a punch.

In Sun Wukong's heart, however, a strange feeling rose up.

This feeling is...

"Fuck! I'm so strong?"

Sun Wukong himself was a little confused.

He never imagined that his current strength was actually so strong.

That Jian Zhenjue is a strong man at the peak of a true immortal, and he is also a sword cultivator who has practiced Taoism for many years.

A sword cultivator, with powerful combat power, is quite impressive.

Sun Wukong was able to blow it away with one punch.

It can also be seen from this that the horror of Monkey King's combat power is simply outrageous.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but get a little excited.

When Lin Xuan first met him, he was educated by Lin Xuan, which made Sun Wukong feel a little disgusted with the so-called way of longevity.

Instead, he developed a strong interest in the pursuit of power.

Sun Wukong himself didn't know that he could be so powerful.

Now that he blows Jian Zhenjue away with one punch, at this moment, Monkey King is horrified to find——

He is awesome!

He is no longer that weak chicken.

"Wukong, how did you treat your teacher's words as fart?"

When Patriarch Bodhi heard that Monkey King ignored him at all, he couldn't help being so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, the veins on his forehead started to throb, and he yelled at Monkey King.

If it weren't for the reason, this monkey would be the destined stone monkey in Journey to the West.

Patriarch Bodhi is now planning to strangle this monkey to death!

Sun Wukong also slowly came back to his senses at this moment, knelt down in front of Patriarch Bodhi, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Master, just now I saw senior brother Jian Zhenjue, when he was listening to Master preaching, he was actually absent-minded, instead he was yawning. I tried to dissuade him, but in the end, senior brother Jian Zhenjue wanted to fight me."

"The disciple punched me indiscriminately, but I don't know why, and I sent Brother Zhijian Zhenjue flying!"

Monkey King started talking nonsense with a scripture.

"Is it?"

Patriarch Bodhi seemed a little hesitant.

This monkey looks honest and friendly, but the more I listen to it, the more I feel it is wrong!

"Exactly, if you don't believe in Master, you can let Senior Brother Jian Zhenjue confront me face to face!"

Sun Wukong patted himself on the chest, and spoke righteously to Patriarch Bodhi.

Patriarch Bodhi was almost amused by Monkey King.

You know, that Jian Zhenjue was punched by Monkey King and passed out.

How can we confront each other?

Isn't this a joke?

Thinking of this, Patriarch Bodhi looked at Monkey King in surprise.

Because for Sun Wukong, this is how long it takes to get started.

How could he blow his disciple Jian Zhenjue away with one punch?

Patriarch Bodhi is quite aware of his disciple Jian Zhenjue, he is not a weak person.

After more than a hundred years of entry, his strength has entered the peak realm of the real immortal.

Just one step away, you can enter the golden fairy realm.

This kind of master, in the end, was punched away by Monkey King who had only been in the field for a few years.

Speaking of which, something seems wrong.

Patriarch Bodhi thought for a long time, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at the monkey carefully.

It was found that the monkey's body was strong and its temples were bulging high, obviously it had greatly improved its cultivation.

"This monkey's progress is too fast... I thought that it would take at least seven or eight years for this monkey to practice the Great Immortal Art to perfection. I never thought that it would only take more than a year. To be able to practice the Great Immortal Art to Dzogchen... is really unbelievable!"

"That's all! You still need to teach this monkey some Taoism."

Patriarch Bodhi did not continue to dwell on the true awakening of the Monkey Booming Sword, but pondered for a while, feeling that the Dapin Heavenly Immortal Art was no longer enough to satisfy Monkey King, and planned to give him a small lesson.

"Wukong, come here!"

Patriarch Bodhi said.

Sun Wukong didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Bodhi Patriarch, so he went to kneel down in front of Bodhi Patriarch.