[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

Bodhi is concocting medicine, Wukong and the others are leaving Wei's house, but it is inconvenient for Qingjue and Qingyan to drag a snake's tail. Now that the city is densely populated, they walk in the human world, and they can't scare those weak-hearted humans.

The ancestor is a library of all-purpose medicinal materials. He is helping Qingjue Qingyan refine some elixirs, which can keep the human body for a certain period of time. After all, it is unrealistic to keep them all the time. The quantity is enough, and it is no different from the shape change, but there are more procedures for taking medicine regularly.

Wukong still held a grudge against the pills given by his ancestors. The first time he took X medicine ignorantly was enough to be a shame in his life. The degree is all in the eyes.

The golden cudgel that was swept by Wukong's anger at the tail of the typhoon touched his nose, and stood obediently behind him, not daring to make new moves.

Golden Hoop Cudgel [belly slander]: I fell in love with a violent master.

After Wukong breathed out, he immediately pulled the golden cudgel out of the back mountain to fight, but the golden cudgel didn't dare to hurt him. He knew that Wukong was not good enough, even if he recovered better than Wukong after a fight. In the end, he was tortured to death by his violent master, and now the wounds on his waist and legs are still aching.

The hand of the Golden Cudgel hanging by his side clenched his fists and then let go, he almost couldn’t laugh or cry, he admitted that he really regretted it—if he hadn’t left a bit of room for himself and Wukong yesterday, the person who suffers from back pain and leg pain today But it wasn't him.

When the fragrance of the medicine was overflowing, the ancestor's elixir was released, and a layer of light purple elixir was spread inside the huge cauldron. Wukong took a rough look and found that there were at least thirty pills.

The ancestor took two small porcelain bottles, carefully packed the pills, finally shook the bottles, raised his head and said to Wukong: "32 pills, for Qingjue Qingyan, the time limit is half a month, it can be used for a while, I'll make another furnace later, I haven't practiced alchemy for a long time, otherwise there will be more."

Wukong took the bottle and smiled slightly, he cared about his two little apprentices, he didn't notice the black face of the golden cudgel behind him.

It's been so long since I've been back and I don't know how to smile at me, and drag me out to fight, it's just a little white-eyed wolf.

"Senior brother," Shu Siqi jumped over happily with Qingjue Qingyan, and asked, "How much have you recovered?"

"Forty percent," Wukong rubbed his chin and glanced at the golden cudgel. "The mana has been recovered by more than [-]%, but there is no weapon in hand, so it can only be regarded as [-]% of the total victory period."

Jin Choubang frowned, stepped forward to get closer, and whispered: "I will always follow you."

Wukong glanced at him sideways, his anger comes and goes quickly, and he usually feels refreshed after a fight. Speaking of which, there is no need to get angry with his own weapon.

"How much have you recovered?" Wukong turned around and asked him, he was still worried after all, "It seems to be better than me."

The golden cudgel held his hand aggressively, blinked his eyes, and said, "Sixty percent."

Wukong snorted, then withdrew his hand abruptly and gritted his teeth silently.

——Why do you recover more than me!

The ancestor is still refining a new batch of elixir, but Wukong still has a long way to go - he has to teach his little demon to walk.

Qingjue, who had taken the elixir, supported Qingyan to lift his leg slowly, and then fell down with a thud, facing the ground, Qingjue's face was even more ugly with a paralyzed face, while Qingyan was cheerful and defeated repeatedly.

The tail of the snake has faded away, and the two little monsters who have been crawling for about a hundred years are learning to walk like babies. Wukong watched with interest as if he had discovered a new world. place, let him do it with a doting look on his face.

Since then, Wukong's life has been very regular. In the morning, he would pull up the golden cudgel to fight and practice his skills. After the golden cudgel found out that Wukong would be more excited after he tried his best, he opened his hands and feet to fight.Fighting against Buddha begins with the word "fight". Wukong, who has been fighting all over the Buddhist world, suddenly encounters a golden cudgel that is evenly matched and highly compatible, and his attitude towards him is much better.

In the afternoon, Wukong lay on a tree branch and taught his apprentices how to walk. His life finally had some other color besides fighting.

Wukong thinks this is very good. He didn't know that being a master is also a very interesting thing. There are not only spells and fighting in this world. He has never done so many things.Although the trip to the human world was not very happy at the beginning, it seemed that a hole had been dug in his original boring life, and the living water kept flowing in, finally making his dying river alive again.

Wukong stretched lazily on the thick branch, the sun shone on his face through the thin and dense branches, Wukong squinted his eyes, the golden cudgel was sitting beside him, his long hair was blown by the wind When it came to his face, Wukong felt itchy and uncomfortable. He opened his eyes to look at the golden cudgel, but only saw the smiling side face of the man.

"Go out and cut your hair, it's too long, it's in the way," Wukong sat up, turned the face of the golden cudgel to look at him, frowning and touched his long hair, "cut it into short hair like mine .”

Wukong has quite capable short blond hair, dark blond, and his bangs are also a little broken. Under the hair, the eyes as black as black jade stared at him, and the heart of the golden cudgel trembled violently for a moment.

"Okay," he touched Wukong's hair, it was soft and comfortable, and smiled slightly, "Cut it to be the same as yours."

Wukong had been restless before, he couldn’t stay still, even after he became a Buddha, the word “tranquility” had nothing to do with him, but these afternoons, he enjoyed such moments——Qingjue Qingyan stubbornly A small face is learning to walk, he is sitting on a branch, and when he turns around, he can see the gentle enough smiling face of the golden cudgel.

If it is such a tranquility, then it is also acceptable.

The old ancestor has refined the weight for several years. Qingjue Qingyan seems to be used to showing people in human form. When they learn to walk, Wukong and his party will have to pack up and get out of the mountain that has trapped them for so long.

"Where are we going?" Qing Jue asked, he put away the small porcelain bottle containing the elixir, and led Qingyan to him. The two little monsters had a chain tied around their wrists, and on it was decorated with an exaggerated black gemstone. , that is actually a small storage stone that can be opened, and a few emergency pills can be put in it.

"Hmm..." Wukong thought for a while, "I will take you and the ancestor back to the place where he lives now. That house is in a city where humans gather. I have never been there. The current human world is quite complicated."

Qingjue listened silently and nodded.

"I haven't finished teaching the exercises yet. I'm afraid you will make mistakes if you don't know the steps to change." Wukong patted his head and said with a smile, "follow me. After practicing the complete set, your strength will rise to a higher level. .”

Qingjue blinked, chuckled, and said, "Then Qingyan and I will hold you back?"

Wukong shrugged, he was not used to being a master for the first time, but when he thought about it carefully, the words he said became clearer - I will definitely let you stand in that seat, so don't Afraid, look up.

The Buddha does not lie, all the things he promised are definitely not empty words.

Patriarch Bodhi waited at the entrance of the cave with Shu Siqi. The group of six people were basically empty-handed, and they almost didn't bring anything when they left.

"Where does the ancestor live now?" Wukong asked.

"Si Qi and I live together," the ancestor rubbed his chin, "We have a store in City C to make money for living."

"Shop? What store?"

Shu Siqi covered his face in embarrassment, stealing the old ancestor's words quietly: "The Bodhi Immortal flagship store... counts misfortune, marriage, and part-time weddings and weddings..."

Wukong was dumbfounded.

At any rate, the Bull Demon King also wears a suit and leather shoes in an office building and has a high-end job. The little fox in Yumian also knows how to open a teahouse with elegance.

Qingjue also seemed to be confused by the maliciousness of this unprecedented person, and the image of the ancestor in his mind was shattered into dumpling fillings. He only heard Qingyan's crisp voice with a little surprise: "Are you sure?"

Shus shrugged his shoulders, and said: "The ancestor is accurate when he is happy, and nonsense when he is unhappy, so the shop usually has half a month of vacation every month, just to prevent trouble."

... Wukong raised his forehead, he always felt that the level of bad taste of the ancestor had reached a new level in these years.

Shus frowned, and continued: "However, the business has not been very good recently, and there is no money to be made. There is a bar next door. The ancestor said, we will change the store into a bar when we go back this time."

Wukong turned his head silently, he couldn't listen anymore.Shu Siqi seemed to be thinking of something, and kept rambling excitedly, but Wukong was determined not to answer, and just had a stinking face.

"The ancestor said that he would persuade you to pick up customers, oh not that kind of pick up... He said that if he looks so good, he will definitely make a lot of money..."

Don't think about it!I want to sever the master-student relationship!

"Brother, can you make drinks?"

I can kill, and I'm skilled.

"Brother, you have a good voice. The ancestor said that he can let you sing, so that you can save a lot of money."

Hehe, the sound of my knife sharpening is very crisp and pleasant to hear.

"Ah, Qingjue Qingyan learned to walk and can still be a waiter!"

Beast, let go of my apprentice!

"..."

Shus swallowed all he wanted to say under the fearful eyes of the golden cudgel and Wukong, but the ancestor still stood up to Wukong's eyes with a sharp knife with a cheeky face.

Qingjue touched his hands with goosebumps, holding Qingyan a little timidly.

... At this time, can he still choose to quit the school?