Journey to the West: I, Bodhi's villain, was overheard by monkeys

"Master, we are afraid because they have so many people." Some disciples looked worried.

Bodhi smiled and waved his hands:
"No matter how many salted fish there are, it's still just salted fish. You can go to practice at ease, no matter how much movement there is, you are not allowed to come out of the cave."

"The disciples obey."

Bodhi looked at Li Ling:

"Li Ling, you stay and sit."

"Disciple obeys."

The arrangement of Patriarch Bodhi surprised all the disciples. Li Ling, as the tail of the Wannian crane on Fangcun Mountain, is nothing more than a human immortal. Can he do it?

"Don't look, just listen to Master's words and go back," Li Ling urged, "Master said I can do it, and I have to do it if I can't."

The disciples shook their heads and all returned to Samsung Cave.

Outside the cave, only Patriarch Bodhi's stand-in and Gouxian Li Ling are left.

"Master, just watch from the sidelines, these grandchildren come from nowhere, I must give them some flair."

"Um"

With a movement of Li Ling's fingers, "Bodhi" walked slowly to a stone table and sat down with peace of mind.

This avatar had already been controlled by Li Ling, and he could direct him to act and speak as he wished with just moving his fingers.

At the beginning, before the Bodhi patriarch went into seclusion, he handed over Fangcun Mountain to Li Ling to take care of it, and at the same time left him a "back door".

That's why Li Ling, a Gouxian, can be so unscrupulous!
At this time, Li Ling looked up at the elders and disciples of Wuyue Jianzong, and shouted:

"Dare to ask fellow Taoists, what sect and sect do you come from? It's against the rules to shout wantonly in front of our square inch mountain?"

Qingsong opened his eyes slightly, and found that Xiaoxian who was talking to him had such a low level of cultivation, so he became even more angry.

"Little Immortal, it's not your turn to speak yet! The one sitting over there is Patriarch Bodhi?"

Patriarch Bodhi didn't answer, he lightly flicked his Buddha's hand and conjured up a set of tea sets.

He poured himself a glass and sipped it slowly.

Li Ling gave a wry smile. This double, like the old ancestor, loves drinking tea very much.

Seeing that Bodhi didn't seem to want to talk to him, Qingsong was so angry that his face turned red, so he had to report his family name:
"Old Ancestor, we are the Sword Sect of the Five Sacred Mountains, and we came to Fangcun Mountain to discuss swordsmanship with the disciples of the Guixian Sect. But you put Fangcun Mountain under such a strong restriction, which is really against the way of hospitality! "

Li Ling spat secretly after hearing this.

Five Sacred Sword Sect?

It's cheap enough!

Fangcunshan's strengths are Taoism and alchemy, and kendo is not within the scope of the course!

These old guys just want to discuss swordsmanship with Fangcunshan disciples, isn't this obviously bullying?

Besides, none of Fangcun Mountain's disciples has reached the Real Fairyland, so how can they compare to the Taiyi Golden Immortal?
It seems that these sluts are really here to mess things up.
Li Ling thought of this, but he didn't back down at all.

Although he is a dog fairy, he is not a soft persimmon who can be bullied by others!

If he just rejected him like this, wouldn't he be seen as a joke by the Three Realms?
Fangcunshan may also collapse and decline from then on!

"Hmph, let me show you what a real 'sword' is."

Li Ling smiled coldly, flew up, passed through the Nine Profound Tortoise Armor, and arrived in front of Qingsong and the disciples of Wuyue Sword Sect.

"I'm Li Ling, a disciple of the Fangcun Mountain layman, all the seniors of the Wuyue Sword Sect, do you want to learn swordsmanship from my Fangcun Mountain disciple?"

Qingsong took a rough look at the little fairy in front of him, with contempt in his eyes.

Apart from being handsome, this little fairy also has poor cultivation!
"This immortal is Elder Qingsong of Dongyue Taishan Sword Sect. Does Patriarch Bodhi want you to deal with it? It's too perfunctory!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Wuyue Sword Sect laughed.

"It seems that there is indeed no one in Fangcunshan. Let an immortal come and compete with us?"

"I can kill him with one sword, isn't it too weak?"

In the dark, Master Avalokitesvara was also amazed.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at Li Ling for a long time, but she couldn't see anything, so she couldn't help thinking to herself:
"In addition to his good concentration, this little fairy's cultivation is indeed too poor. Does Patriarch Bodhi really want him to die?"

Qingsong coughed lightly, calming down all the disciples.

"Li Daoyou, I advise you not to compete, let Patriarch Bodhi choose someone with better cultivation."

Li Ling smiled and said:

"Who said I came to compete?"

Qingsong was taken aback, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

Li Ling smiled and said:

"It's my sword brother."

"Junior Brother Jian? Where is it?"

Qingsong looked behind Li Ling, but didn't see a single figure, thinking that the boy was playing tricks on him, so he said angrily:
"Boy, I think you are the disciple of Patriarch Bodhi. I don't care about you like you. Leave quickly and ask Patriarch to find someone who can fight!"

"Elder, don't worry, isn't Junior Brother Jian right here?"

As Li Ling spoke, he called out a rusty iron sword, and threw it casually.

Under the control of his Jiuxuan Heart Sutra, the rusty iron sword hung in the air in front of everyone.

Qingsong's eyes opened slightly, and he was a little surprised when he found that no one was handling the rusty iron sword.

"Could it be the sword spirit?"

Li Ling was a little amused, "That's right, it's Sword Spirit. My master accepted him as a disciple, so he can be regarded as Fangcunshan's official disciple."

After being surprised, Qingsong calmed down.

Isn't it just a sword spirit?
It's no big deal, look at this rusty iron sword, what storms can it stir up?
Before Qingsong could express his opinion, a disciple of Mount Tai Sword Sect had drawn out his sword and stepped forward, saying:
"Master, let the disciples come and appreciate the brilliant moves of this sword spirit!"

"Well, go meet him, he's just a sword spirit, don't use your full strength!"

Qingsong looked relaxed.

The disciple of Jianzong pointed at the rusty iron sword and stabbed it!

In an instant, the golden light suddenly appeared, very fierce!

As expected of a core disciple who has received the true biography of Taishan Sword Sect, the power of this sword is enough to make people fear!

But the rusty iron sword was not in a hurry, and resisted the past with a dull head!

even,

It doesn't have a trace of divine power on it!
"Hmph, a mere inferior sword spirit, who still wants to resist, is really courting death!"

The sword sect's disciple suddenly became murderous, thinking that this sword could kill the sword spirit.

"Swish"!
When the two swords collided together, there was no metallic scream, but a deep cutting sound!

Under the eyes of everyone, the rusty iron sword cut the sword in the hands of the disciples of Jianzong in half!
What's more, it didn't lose momentum, and cut off an arm of the opponent in an instant!
The blood is piercing the eyes, and the white bones are touching the hearts of the people!

The disciple of Jianzong was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had already become disabled!

"Ah ah ah ah."

There was a burst of wailing, and the Taishan Sword Sect disciples hurriedly pulled him back.

Qingsong's face sank.

This sword spirit is not simple!

But Li Ling was always smiling.

As a result, he had expected it.

There is no sword spirit hidden in that rusty iron sword, it is only because it is the famous Seven Star Sword, the saint of swords, that it can be so arrogant!
Li Ling shook his head and said:

"It seems that the disciples of the Sword Sect are nothing more than that? My brother Jianzong hasn't used his full strength yet?"

The rest of the elders of Jianzong couldn't bear it any longer and challenged Qingsong to fight.

But Qingsong drew out his own Qingwu sword and flashed over.

"As the Chief Elder of the Wuyue Sword Sect, I think I have a profound knowledge of swordsmanship, and I want to learn the sword moves of Fang Cunshan's disciples!"

Seeing that Qingsong had accepted the challenge, the other elders all showed expressions of relief.

Qingsong is considered the most prestigious Taiyi Golden Immortal of the Wuyue Sword Sect, if he can't beat that sword spirit, the rest of them won't even need to.

Li Ling looked at the Qingwu Sword, his eyes lit up.

This precious sword hides the profound power of wood, and it is also a first-class divine sword in the Three Realms!
Unfortunately, when you encounter the Seven Star Sword, you can only blame your bad luck