Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 11 Raising a pet into a son

  As soon as Jin Si returned to Fangcun Mountain, he heard the voice of Bodhi Patriarch coming from his ears.

   "Gohan! Come to the dojo."

   Jin Si muttered, "Master, I don’t want to call Gohan..."

   However, Jin Si complained and complained, so he rushed to the dojo as quickly as possible.

  There are many disciples on the dojo, and the ancestor of Bodhi is sitting cross-legged on the futon.

   Perceives the Jin Si Dojo, his eyelids are slightly lifted, and he glances at Jin Si.

   "Where did the little monkey go wild? This body is full of blood and energy, more than ten times stronger than before." Bodhi Patriarch asked in a low voice.

  "Master, my disciple walked around at the foot of the mountain, met a monster that cannibalism, killed him easily, and then cramped and gnawed his bones. He got all his blood and refined it for several days."

   Bodhi ancestor rolled his eyes and said, “Don’t tell the truth, as long as you dare to come close to my spiritual platform, there is no monster that you can beat. It’s not bad if you don’t get roasted by the other party, and I want to kill them.”

   "The master said that the monster has boundless mana, so he opened his mouth and swallowed the sun, moon and stars, and waved his hands to shatter the void. The disciple also fought against it for three hundred rounds before killing the monster."

  It’s not the first time that a group of elder brothers have heard Jin Si’s nonsense.

  All looked at Jin Si cheerfully.

  Jin Si was taken back by Bodhi in his early years. He was originally raised as a pet, but he became a son.

  Mountain brothers all know that Bodhi loves Jin Si.

   But Jin Si's talent is extremely poor. He has been repaired for a few years, let alone transforming, he doesn't even have agility.

  I resuscitated three years ago, and I am still resuscitated.

   But this slogan is getting better and better.

  The ancestor of Bodhi preached on weekdays, and half of the talk was a few words about Jinsi.

  In the last few words of Jin Si, this master and apprentice quarreled and frolicked, but it was a great pleasure for the other masters and brothers.

  "Finally, with your cultivation as an advancement, I am afraid that I will be hopeless in the future, I am afraid that I am going to become a monster of the misfortune party."

  "Master, who do you look down on? I will guard Fang Cun Mountain forever, and I won’t go down the mountain as a disaster. Would you have a little confidence in your disciples?"

  Bodhi ancestor stroked his beard and chuckles: "Remember what you said."

  "The disciple noted, we who are cultivating Taoism are not only cultivating supernatural powers, but also cultivating Taoism."

  Jin Si actually wants to be a salted fish on the mountain forever.

  Fangcun Mountain is sheltered by the master, and the seniors are also kind and loving.

  Jin Si likes the atmosphere on Fangcun Mountain.

  If you are tired, then go to other worlds.

  There is no need to run down the mountain to bring harm to the common people.

   "Gohan, you have such a state of mind, and I am very pleased to be a teacher. I will preach your dao name today."

  "Master, please give the road number."

  Jin Si was resuscitated for three years. The ancestor of Bodhi only gave Jin Si a name, but did not give him a Taoist name.

  I didn’t expect to give Jinsi Road number today.

  Jin Si did not dare to neglect, the road number also symbolized his own path.

  Causal destiny is closely related to Dao number.

  "From today, you will be Bodhi."

   "What?" Jin Si was shocked, raised his head, and looked at Bodhi Patriarch blankly: "Master, what did you just say, I didn't understand."

   "Today you are Bodhi."

  "Master, Bodhi is your name, how dare disciples accept it."

  All the brothers and sisters around are all clear.

   Jin Si was a little confused, as if he was the last one to know.

   "Do whatever you want, do whatever you want."

   "Master, talk to people."

   "To put it simply, you can pick it up if you like, and forget it if you don’t."

   "..." Jin Si was speechless for a while: "Master, regardless of cultivation level and mood, all of you are a square inch higher than me. They should be more suitable to inherit Fangcun Mountain."

  "They have their way, you have your way, and your way should be in Fangcunshan, and Fangcunshan is your way."

  "What about you, Master? Now I am Bodhi, who are you?"

  "Being a teacher is a bodhisattva, and it didn't say that two people cannot share the same Taoist name."

   "In other words, the disciple is now the rightful heir to Fang Cunshan?"

"Fate is a blessing, and fate is full of misfortune. This square inch mountain is a place outside the square, and in the red dust. If you receive this bodhi name, you will be contaminated with cause and effect, affecting the destiny. You can think clearly, whether The Bodhi Taoist name I received."

   "The master asked the disciple to accept this destiny, and that disciple will accept this destiny."

  In fact, Jin Si had a little understanding of what Bodhi Patriarch said.

  I saw the Bodhi ancestor sweep away, and a gold seal fell on Jin Si's forehead, leaving a mark.

  At this moment, the surrounding brothers began to fade slowly.

  "Master...Brothers..."

   "If there is destiny, there will be another day."

  "Master, can we speak directly? I'm tired of listening to you as you say this."

   "Masters talk like that."

  "Master, most experts don’t call themselves an expert."

   "There are no outsiders here, can I show you with a shelf?"

   "Okay... By the way, Master, do you want to disappear too?"

  "I’m not in a hurry. I still have some time to guide your cultivation skills while still being a teacher."

  "Master, when can I learn somersault cloud?"

   "You are not even an immortal, learn a somersault cloud of fart."

  "Then teach the disciples how many spells they can learn, and next time you encounter a powerful monster, the disciple won't have to fight another 300 rounds."

  "Finally, first teach you the art of change."

   "Is it the Thirty-six Transformation of Tiangang or the Seventy-two Transformation of Disha?"

  "It's not a god, but an ordinary technique of change."

  Jin Si was a little disappointed, but he also knew that the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang and the Seventy-two Transformations of Earth Shaman were not the art of change, but the magical powers of Taoism.

  Have a closer look in Fangcunshan Library.

  The ancestors of Bodhi could not help Jin Si in and out of the library.

  It’s just that, although there are many magical books in the library, most of them are the magical powers of becoming a fairy queen.

  Suitable for Jinsi is hardly to be found.

  Now the "Beast God Law" that Jin Si has learned is still found out from countless ancient books.

   "Today, what you are passing on for your teacher is to transform your feather into a peng, and look at it for your teacher."

  Bodhi ancestors every move is infinite.

  One step into the air, Mr. Double Wing, in the form of a golden feather, has turned into a golden winged roc when he is mediating.

   Jin Si swallowed, only to see the golden wings and big Peng giant wings patted Jin Si's head fiercely.

   "Asshole, teach you spells for the teacher, you actually want to eat as a teacher."

  "Master, do you know how to rebirth with a broken arm? I just learned a delicacy called Orleans grilled wings."

  "!"

  For a long time, Jin Si has a bruised nose and swollen face, and he dared not say anything more arrogant.

  This turning a feather into a Peng is the foundation of the foundation.

  Bodhi ancestors are not easy, it is true that Jin Si's qualifications are too mediocre.

  It’s not easy to find a spell you can practice.

  He turned the feather into a Peng after all his hardships.

   But even with such a simple spell, Jin Si has only become a sparrow.

  "Master, I have already trained...can we speak well?"

   "Today as a teacher, I still want to teach you a way of father's love like a mountain, come and feel the father's love of the teacher."

  (End of this chapter)