I'm a Demon King in Journey to the West

"Have not heard."

Shi Zheng said with a look of understanding: "I know you haven't heard of it. If you had known about such a place, would you still go to the rotten school of Wudingmen? This immortal is called Patriarch Bodhi. You and When he studies, he doesn't worry about not being able to learn the real skills."

"So powerful, how could you accept me as a disciple."

Shi Zheng smiled and said: "You don't know, this old god likes to take apprentices very much, and the world is full of peaches and plums. Good things should be done quickly, let's go there now."

Having said that, he actually doesn’t know much about it. Patriarch Bodhi likes to recruit students. It was more than 500 years ago, and since he taught Monkey King, the “rebel”, it’s hard to say that the teaching class has not been banned.

Yuan Chiyu inspected the yard, got up and walked towards the house. Shi Zheng thought he was going to pick up his luggage, but when he saw him walk to the door, he stopped, "Forget it, no one cares about leaving a note. Let's go."

"That is, when you have mastered the skills, find a famous mountain and great river to open a cave yourself, which is not a hundred times better than here." After Shi Zheng finished speaking, he happily flew to the destination with Yuan Chiyu.

Shi Zheng remembered that the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai was located in Hezhou, Xiniu, a steep mountain, when Monkey King crossed the sea to the mainland, after many twists and turns, he got there by chance.

Although Shi Zheng didn't know the exact location, but the geese had left traces, as long as Patriarch Bodhi was such a famous master, as long as he was still around, he wouldn't worry about not being able to find out.

It doesn't take too much time to travel from Yizhou in Southern Fangbu Prefecture to Xiniu Hezhou.

When he arrived at the boundary of Hezhou in Xiniu, Yuan Chiyu asked where the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai was.

But everyone who was asked shook his head, saying that he hadn't heard of it, and the first day passed without any progress.

Fortunately, Yuan Chiyu didn't urge or complain, and let Shi Zheng make arrangements.

It can be seen that as long as Shi Zheng does not give up, he will follow him to inquire.

Finally, as the location of the inquiry became more and more remote, I asked a woodcutter about his eyebrows in a remote mountain.

The woodcutter recalled while sharpening the hatchet, "It seems that there is such a person. I heard the old woodcutter mention that many people have learned fairy arts from him. Hundreds of years ago, even chopping wood like me Yes, I know one or two sentences of immortal art formulas. But, now..."

Shi Zheng had a bad feeling, "What's going on now?"

"Anyway, I've lived to be 50 years old, and I haven't seen him or his apprentices nearby."

The implication is that even if there is such a fairy, it has been inactive for at least 50 years.

Don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, seeing is believing, whether it is true that you will no longer teach, you have to witness it with your own eyes.Shi Zheng asked earnestly, "Would it be convenient to tell us which Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai is?"

The woodcutter pointed to the tallest one in the distance, "That's the one, surrounded by poisonous insects and miasma, no one dares to go there." Looking at Shi Zheng and the others, "Are you asking for immortals? Why come here, there are so many sects out there. My grandfather’s uncle’s son-in-law’s sons all went to study in schools opened outside, and they have thousands of disciples, all of whom teach the correct path.”

Shi Zheng thought to himself, with so many sects, recruiting a lot of disciples, sooner or later they will become immortals and fly inwardly.

After thanking the woodcutter, Shi Zheng took Yuan Chiyu and continued on. After all, he could fly, and he didn't need to climb mountains and ridges like humans. He flew directly to the foot of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai and settled down.

This mountain is majestic, with exotic flowers and auspicious grass, fairy mist, deep forests, and no roads for people to pass around.

The woodcutter was right. There had been no activity for at least a few decades, and even the roads were completely covered in vines and moss.

Shi Zheng didn't give up until he reached the Yellow River, so he led Yuan Chiyu to continue searching. He pushed aside a bamboo forest barrier and widened his field of vision. He could see a cave door in front of him, and a huge stone tablet beside it.

Although it is covered with moss, the original font is too large, and the words "square inch" and "oblique moon" can be vaguely seen.

Shi Zheng smiled dryly, "Here it is."

"..." Yuan Chiyu said, "It looks like there are no gods or monsters."

"Don't say that, maybe you're sleeping at home." Shi Zheng trotted a few steps before knocking on the door.

This knock was terrible, a few stones fell with a splash and a pile of dust, fortunately Shi Zheng ran fast, otherwise it would have been a dust bath.

It seems that the fairy old man doesn't teach anymore.Shi Zheng sighed and looked back at Yuan Chiyu in disappointment.

The benefits of Yuan Chiyu's poor expression of emotion are revealed at this moment. If he is not happy or sad, he will naturally not complain, and without aggravating Shi Zheng's "guilty feeling", he just said: "Can the door of this cave be opened?"

Shi Zheng tried to push it, and a lot of dust fell down, but the stone door creaked open.

"Anyone? Anyone?"

The echo tells them there is no one.

Walking into the cave, you will see a hall. The high place is the podium, which must be the place where Bodhi Patriarch preached. Below are the futons, where the disciples listen to the sermon.

At the top of the hall is a skylight for daylighting.

Going further inside, there are resting bedrooms, libraries, and kitchens.

The objects in the cave are complete, but most of them have been rotten and dusty.

Shi Zheng suddenly realized one thing. It has not been 500 years since Sun Wukong studied with his teacher. 500 years is the number of years since he was suppressed. It should be almost 900 years since Sun Wukong saw Bodhi for the last time.

If Bodhi was a mature teacher and father when he was apprenticed to a teacher, he should be too mature now, and it is safe to enter the earth.

Except for the righteous gods in the sky who can eat flat peaches to prolong their lives, the loose immortals on the ground have a limited number of lifespans.

"It seems that we are late." Shi Zheng wanted to find a place to sit down, but there was dust everywhere, and finally puffed out a futon with his cheeks, sat down, and sighed with his cheeks: "I guess Patriarch Bodhi Riding a crane to the west."

Yuan Chiyu looked around, "It's a pity that this cave is abandoned."

Shi Zheng said: "Take a break, let's go. If you have nowhere to go, just go back to Xiadong with me first, and I will find another master for you."

Yuan Chiyu whispered: "Is it really gone?"

"It's a bit too arbitrary to say that the old man is gone. Maybe he changed his name and surname and went to another place to accept apprentices. But I don't know how to calculate, how can I know where they moved to." Shi Zheng finished speaking, A thought suddenly flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help standing up, "Let's find someone to do a fortune telling."

"Foretelling?"

"Go to Chang'an and find Yuan Shoucheng for a fortune-telling. Coincidentally, they have the same surname as Yuan." Shi Zheng got up and grabbed Yuan Chiyu's shoulders and clothes, "Let's go to Chang'an."

"I want to stay here and wait for you." Yuan Chiyu said, "You can go faster by yourself."

It makes sense, Shi Zheng and Yuan Chiyu, a mortal, have to control the speed of flight, "Then I will close the cave door for you, so that wolves, tigers and leopards will not eat you."

"...I learned a little kung fu at Wudingmen..." Yuan Chiyu looked up at the cave roof, "By the way, do you feel a little..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a creaking sound, the cave door was closed, and the king left.

Yuan Chiyu paused, and continued: "Don't you think it's a bit strange, is there really no one here?"

But the surroundings were truly silent.

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Shi Zheng flew straight to Chang'an, looking for Yuan Shoucheng. This person is known as the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the official of Qin Tianjian, but from the description in the original book, he is better than Yuan Tiangang. The content of the imperial decree can be predicted in advance.

With this ability, it is not a problem to calculate the whereabouts of Patriarch Bodhi. Whether it is life or death, where to move, there is always a conclusion.

Shi Zheng strolled on Chang'an Avenue for a while, and when he arrived at Ximen Avenue, the sewing man asked, "Is there a fortune teller named Yuan around here?"

The answer is no.

"It's an evil door. I haven't looked for Patriarch Bodhi, nor have I looked for Yuan Shoucheng."

After all, it is understandable that Patriarch Bodhi has been around for almost 900 years, but the timeline of Yuan Shoucheng's activities should be the present, how could there be no such thing.

There is no reason why Yuan Shoucheng, a fortune-teller, did fortune-telling for the fisherman Zhang Shao, which made the Dragon King of Jinghe feel sorry for the fish roe and grandson, and then bet with him on the rainfall, trying to make Yuan Shoucheng's fortune-telling inaccurate. The result of beheading in a dream.

Before being beheaded, the Dragon King of Jinghe was ordered by Yuan Shoucheng and asked Li Shimin to let him hold Wei Zheng in order to survive.

As a result, Li Shimin never expected that Wei Zhengmeng could also kill dragons, so the Dragon King of Jinghe went to the underworld to sue Li Shimin for breach of contract.

As a result, Li Shimin was forced to travel to the underworld, which was really frightening.

Only then did the story of sending Xuanzang to the West to fetch the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures that can save the dead.

It can be seen that Yuan Shoucheng's role is the key.

Shi Zheng came to the Jing River next to Chang'an. He remembered that a fisherman named Zhang Shao came here every day to cast his nets according to Yuan Shoucheng's hexagrams.

If you can't find Yuan Shoucheng and find him, you can find Yuan Shoucheng by following him.

Who knew that there were quite a few fishing boats on the Jing River, and it would take a long time to distinguish them one by one.

At this time, a water yaksha appeared from the water plant and shouted at him: "Look, you are not alone. If you are going to die, don't throw yourself into the river here. We don't want to drift in the Jing River."

Shi Zheng grabbed Yasha by the skirt, took him up to the clouds, and then quickly fell back. After going back and forth several times, Yasha vomited in a mess, "...I was wrong, I was wrong, gods please do it, you have to do it Anything is fine."

"I just want to ask you if there is a fisherman named Zhang Shao on the Jing River?"

"I know, I know, I know very well how many boats and fishermen there are on this river." Yasha pointed to a fishing boat not far away and said, "This is his boat. , speaking in a sour manner."

As soon as Shi Zheng let go, Yasha dived back into the water.

Shi Zheng used an invisibility method, landed on the fishing boat, and saw the fisherman Zhang Shao standing on the side of the boat pulling the net, but unfortunately, when the net came out, it was only a bag of small fish and shrimp.

Shi Zheng looked at this shabby "harvest", haven't you been instructed by Yuan Shoucheng yet?

Suddenly, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and a strong sense of oppression was falling from the sky.

Without hesitation, he escaped from this dangerous feeling and jumped into the water.

Yasha just now was also in the water, and smiled awkwardly at him, "I didn't spy on you, I just happened to swim by, really." He quickly swam away.

Shi Zheng ignored him, because his attention was all on that ship, he minimized his sense of existence and amplified his sense of hearing.

But I only heard a snoring, and after waiting for a while, it was a man's voice, "Why did I fall asleep, and I had a strange dream, go to West Street to find a fortune teller by Yuan Shoucheng, and you will be rewarded, really ?"

The sense of oppression was gone, Shi Zheng got out of the water, and saw Zhang slightly propping up the boat to shore.

Quietly followed him to Chang'an West Street, where Shi Zheng had been just now.

There was no one in the corner near the wall just now, but now there is an extra fortune-telling booth with neatly hung couplets and a portrait of Guiguzi, and it is divination for people.

Standing beside the booth is a conspicuous banner with the inscription: Yuan Shoucheng, Mr. Shenke.

Shi Zheng was stunned for a moment, he already had a guess in his mind, he found an alley away from people, turned into an old man with white beard, and continued to follow Zhang Shao, and sure enough he saw him walking straight to the fortune-telling booth, and said: "Sir, can you help me?" Are you making a divination?"

"What's the matter?"

"On the Najing River, where can I get off the net so that I can return home with a full load?"

Seeing Yuan Shoucheng twirling his beard and counting with his fingers, Shi Zheng smiled and said, "Tomorrow, in the southeast direction of the Jing River, let the net down a hundred feet from the river bank, and you will be guaranteed to catch big fish. You only need to catch the golden carp in it the next day. Send me, I can divination for you every day."

Zhang was overjoyed, agreed repeatedly, and got up to leave.

Because of Zhang Shao's departure, the face of Yuan Shoucheng, who had been blocked by him, appeared in front of Shi Zheng.

Shi Zheng saw Yuan Shoucheng's face was blurred, like an illusion, but suddenly a young man's face appeared.

At the same time, the strong sense of oppression that he had just felt on the Jing River came back again. Shi Zheng stepped back and looked up at the sky, and saw a cloud in the sky directly above that looked like Guanyin.

The people on the street were not unaware, pointing to the sky and saying: "Look at that cloud, it looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Some passers-by flicked their sleeves and refused to buy it, "Even if it looks like the Tathagata, I don't want to worship it. Even the emperor believes in it, so it doesn't matter who works."

But Shi Zheng knew that the appearance was real, he lowered his head and thought, could it be that Yuan Shoucheng was the illusion of Mu Zha next to Guanyin?

It's no wonder that the imperial decree of the Jade Emperor can only be calculated by a fortune teller in the world.

He was not punished by the five thunders for leaking the secret, which shows that his status is extraordinary.

Now it seems that it is not only because of his extraordinary status, but also that the Xitian forces created an account called Yuan Shoucheng and started a series of operations.

The one who logged into the account should be Mu Zha, but behind him is Guanyin, and behind him is a bigger force.

And the will of the Jade Emperor might have been leaked ahead of time. As for why it could be leaked, it is normal for the Jade Emperor to have two undercover agents from the Western Heaven forces around him.

"The water is deep, it's too deep." Shi Zheng shrank his head. How many gods and Buddhas and interests are involved in this, this muddy water is not something he can afford. "You high-end players go play by yourself."

He turned and left at the fastest speed, left Chang'an City, and went back to find Yuan Chiyu when he reached a place where no one was around.

Although it was a waste of time, at least he stopped thinking about asking Yuan Shoucheng for a fortune-telling, and he had to rely on himself for everything.

What about Yuan Chiyu?If he can't find a good master, he can only be brought back to Wangxia Cave first, and then slowly find a master.

Shi Zheng bought dinner at a nearby market, and took it back to Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

When he pushed the door in, he didn't feel the falling dust, but when he took a look, he found that the door had been cleaned.

Yuan Chiyu was walking towards him with his sleeves rolled up and a bucket in hand, "I went to the stream behind to fetch some water and just wiped it off."

"Did you do the cleaning?" Shi Zheng said, "We're leaving, there's no need to do this."

"I looked at Cangshu Pavilion. Many books are not rotten. I can read them. I want to stay."

"You want to learn by yourself?" Shi Zheng frowned, "Be careful of going crazy, it's better to have a master."

"Aren't you also self-taught?" Yuan Chiyu said.

Shi Zheng said: "So, you also want to be self-taught? Are you really planning to stay? I have no objection, but what do you eat? I won't give you food every day, and I watched the nearest episode The city is far away. Like you, if you go down the mountain, can you climb back in three days?"

"There are fish in the stream, and peaches in the tree."

Shi Zheng shrugged, "Whatever, I'm still happy to be free."

Yuan Chiyu asked: "By the way, did you get the hexagram?"

"Don't think about it, I can't make it clear for a while. In short, this road is blocked."

"That's it, then there's nothing I can do. I'll clean it for a while." Yuan Chiyu looked at Shi Zheng.

Shi Zheng immediately raised his hands, "You live by yourself, just clean it yourself, don't expect me to help."

"I won't let you work." Yuan Chiyu continued to tidy up the hall with a bucket and a rag.

Shi Zheng walked around the cave alone, and found that it was indeed a large-scale teaching class of immortal arts back then. There were all household items, including pots and stoves. They were probably made of high-quality iron, and they had never rusted. A little gray.

Yuan Chiyu tidied up, and indeed he was able to stay.

When he came to the library again, Shi Zheng was in a nervous mood. Maybe there was some secret book of immortality. He picked up a scroll of bamboo slips, and saw that it was densely written in small seal characters. distinguish.

He gave up resentfully, walked out of the library, and saw that Yuan Chiyu had found a portrait of an old man somewhere, and it had been hung behind the lectern in the hall.

The old man looks like a fairy, with a standard fairy appearance, his eyes are downcast, he seems to be looking at all living beings, but he is not looking at them.

Shi Zheng said: "This is... the portrait of Patriarch Bodhi?"

"It should be, it fell under the lectern."

"This is his home, so it should be respected." Shi Zheng said and bowed. "I have heard about the great name for a long time, but I have never seen him. I even regret that I worship the portrait to show my respect." Ask Yuan Chiyu: "You don't want to pay respects." ?”

"Thank you."

Shi Zheng discovered a strange thing. Except for the portrait of Patriarch Bodhi himself, there were no other statues enshrined in the whole hall. Even Zhen Yuanzi also enshrined "heaven and earth".

Either Patriarch Bodhi is special, or he is hiding his true face.

After Cai Muzha wore a vest to pretend to be Yuan Shoucheng, Shi Zheng saw the mysterious figure and thought he had a vest.

Shi Zheng was bored and continued to wander around. This time, he walked into the utility room and saw a fishing rod lying on the pavilion. He took it out and showed it to Yuan Chiyu, "There is a fishing rod. You can fish and eat it. Let me try it for you." It works."

He found a new toy and hurried out the door. The room was full of dust, and he didn't want to stay there.

I found the creek that Yuan Chiyu was talking about. It was crystal clear, with gurgling water, and fish swam through the shallow bottom from time to time. It was a good place for fishing.

Shi Zheng threw down the fishing rod and waited for the fish to take the bait. After a while, there was no movement.

He took out the fishing rod, "How can this bastard fish be used for fishing?" After finishing speaking, his head sank, was hit, and a peach rolled down to his feet. He raised his eyebrows, "It's just in time, I'm just thirsty."

After rubbing the peach, Shi Zheng took a bite, it was rich and juicy, "Good peach!"

He studied the fishing rod carefully, and found that it was very crude, without even a buoy, let alone a fishing reel. It was very different from Shi Zheng's impression in later generations. It might be suitable for the original old fairy, but he couldn't do it anyway.

But it's all here, it's better to have a fishing rod to play with than go back to the cave to eat ashes.Shi Zheng threw the fishing rod into the water, pulled out a few tree branches, turned them into horseshoes and parasols, and sat down comfortably, "That's what makes sense."

At this time Yuan Chiyu came to fetch water again, he didn't even ask about the fishing outfit that Shi Zheng had created, he was only busy with himself.

Shi Zheng watched him bend over to soak the rag in the stream, "...do you really plan to live here by yourself?"

"Ah."

"Oh, it's all because you were born too late. If you were born six or seven hundred years earlier, you would definitely be able to worship under this sect."

Yuan Chiyu said: "I have always wanted to ask, are you a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi? If not, why do you respect him so much?"

Shi Zheng looked up at the sky, "Although I didn't study here, I know that there is one person who has learned a lot here. In fact, I recommend that you come here to study. On the one hand, Patriarch Bodhi has ability, on the other hand, what should I say? Well, I like his teaching philosophy very much.”

"Teaching philosophy?"

"He doesn't suppress his nature, he studies under him, and when he comes back, he can still keep his heart."

Sun Wukong was a stubborn monkey before he went to school, but after he finished his studies, he was still a lively and cheerful monkey.

If he was under the sect of other gods, it would be hard to imagine him not being strictly disciplined. He was afraid that a lively little monkey would go in, and an old-fashioned and calculating monkey king would come out.

Killing nature, a tragedy.

However, if Bodhi suppressed and restrained the monkeys at the beginning, there would be no trouble in the heavens later.

But Shi Zheng still felt that it was a blessing for Sun Wukong to meet a master like Bodhi when he was a young monkey.

Yuan Chiyu looked at Shi Zheng, "Do you think my nature is worth keeping?"

"Anyone's nature, as long as it's not committing crimes, scheming to kill and set fire all day long, is worth keeping. Of course, so is yours."

Yuan Chiyu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to fetch water.

"Really, such a serious topic is not suitable for me. Let's think about fishing."

After Yuan Chiyu fetched water, he got up and wanted to leave, "Then I'll go back."

"Yeah." Shi Zheng said lazily, "Strange, why can't you catch fish?"

As soon as the words fell, a man's voice was heard not far away, and he said sharply: "Because you didn't put the bait! Idiot!"

"Who, who is talking?" Shi Zheng looked around quickly, but saw nothing, let alone a human figure, not even an animal.

Shi Zheng pulled out the knuckle whip pinned to his waist, and held it in his hand, "Dare to curse, but dare not show your face?"

"I really envy you young people, who are so angry." The voice said with a smile: "Then you have to answer first, where are you from, and why do you conclude that Patriarch Bodhi does not suppress the nature of disciples?"

Shi Zheng found that the voices were coming from all directions, sometimes far and near, and he couldn't catch them at all.

"Could it be... are you..."

"Are you Patriarch Bodhi?" Yuan Chiyu said suddenly, "I knew you were always there."

"Bodhi Patriarch? It is indeed one of the names I have used." The voice said with a smile.

Shocked, Shi Zheng quickly pulled Yuan Chiyu away, pinned his head, and bowed to the air: "Hurry up and pay homage to the patriarch! If you have been observing us secretly, you must know that we are here to worship the master. No, it's not me, it's the kid next to me, please accept him."

"Why do I have to accept him as a disciple?" The voice said calmly. Although Shi Zheng hadn't seen the real person, an image of an old fairy stroking his beard and talking slowly appeared in his mind.

Shi Zheng hurriedly said: "Although he looks ordinary, he is like He's Bi. It looks like a stone at first glance, but if you remove the stone surface for camouflage, you will reveal the rough jade inside."

Recommending admission is like selling a product, talking about it, first enrolling and then talking.

"Why are you so sure that he is a man who can be made?"

"Because he feels your presence, and if he is really an ordinary person, you won't speak to us."

The voice chuckled, "Then let me see if he is a man to make."

Shi Zheng saw them standing in front of them, a pea-sized golden light appeared out of thin air, paused in the air, and rushed directly between Yuan Chiyu's eyebrows.

Then, this golden bright spot was blocked back and popped out an arm's length away.

There was a moment of embarrassment in the air.

Although Shi Zheng didn't know what happened, but according to his instinctive perception, this light was Patriarch Bodhi. He wanted to enter Yuan Chiyu's spiritual world, but he was blocked outside at the first attempt.

At this time, in front of Shi Zheng and Yuan Chiyu, an old man could be seen faintly, just like the portraits in the hall, his hair and beard were afraid of white hair, and he had a fairy-like demeanor. He waved his sleeves at Yuan Chiyu, "Go to sleep."

But Yuan Chiyu didn't feel sleepy at all, he didn't even yawn, and said confusedly: "...It's not dark yet."

Shi Zheng felt embarrassed again, but at the same time, he was also surprised that the Bodhi Patriarch obviously used magic power to put him to sleep, but why didn't it work?

Patriarch Bodhi chuckled, raised the fur in the crook of his arm, covered Zhun Yuan Chiyu's neck with a stroke, and he knocked Yuan Chiyu unconscious and fell into Shi Zheng's arms.

Shi Zheng stared, you are under physical anesthesia, you!

But Patriarch Bodhi didn't care about this, and turned into a golden light spot again, and flew towards Yuan Chiyu's eyebrows. This time, he was not blocked again and entered the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

Shi Zheng waited for a long time, but nothing changed. Yuan Chiyu was still unconscious, and Patriarch Bodhi did not come out.He yawned boredly, dragged Yuan Chiyu under a big tree, and let him sit on it.

I dig earthworms with a small stick next to me, preparing to make bait.

After a long time, Shi Zheng had already dug up the earthworm and hung it on the fishhook, only to see the golden spot of light fly out from between Yuan Chiyu's eyebrows, and landed on the ground and turned into the old fairy in the portrait.

Patriarch Bodhi came to Shi Zheng, grabbed his fishing rod with his hands, "This is not how you fish." He sat on Shi Zheng's fishing horse and enjoyed the umbrella.

Shi Zheng hurriedly asked: "Old Immortal, how is your investigation going?" You have visited the spiritual world in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and you must have come to a conclusion.

"Don't take it, don't take it, if something happens to me one day, I, as the master, will have to bear the blame."

Shi Zheng reiterated again, "Absolutely not, this kid is really good."

"It used to be, but since you broke his seal, it's hard to say."

Shi Zheng was taken aback, "Seal?"

"Isn't it pinned around your waist?"

Shi Zheng looked down at the joint whip.