"I have another question." Sun Wukong scratched his face and said seriously.
Qin Yao smiled slightly and said gently: "You say."
"My skills are all from Taoism, and yours is from Buddhism. This, this, this..."
"Look at you, you are obsessed with appearances. Buddha is the Tao."
Qin Yao said, "Besides, are you three now Buddhists or Taoists?"
The three demons remained silent, as if they were lost in thought.
If Buddhist monks cannot practice Taoist techniques, then do those who have joined Buddhism now need to disperse their skills?
In other words, they themselves were monks who practiced Taoist magic, so why did they use this as a restriction to prevent Sanzang from learning magic?
"Okay, I'll teach you the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique first."
After pondering for a long time, the monkey raised his eyes and said, "However, whether you can succeed in cultivation depends not only on your physical fitness, but also on whether you have the talent. Therefore, I, Old Sun, cannot guarantee that you will succeed."
"You don't have to promise that I can master it, just promise to teach me the real skills." Qin Yao said with a smile.
Sun Wukong raised his hand and cast a spell, summoning a white cloud from the sky. He said, "Come up, Master. I will take you to the sky to preach."
Qin Yao waved his hand: "Let's talk about it here. We agreed to ride on horseback and walk. Flying will be flawed."
Sun Wukong pursed his lips and turned to look at Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and even the white dragon horse on the bamboo raft behind him.
"I understand. Let's go." Zhu Bajie said.
"Where are you going?" asked Monk Sha.
Zhu Bajie: "Go wherever you want, just come back soon."
After saying that, his body suddenly soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a small black dot.
"Second brother, wait for me." Sha Wujing shouted, stomped his right foot on the boat, and flew up immediately afterwards.
"Hiss~~" The white dragon horse let out a long cry, stepped on the air with all four hooves, and ran happily in the air.
This opportunity to soar into the sky is the most precious thing to him.
"Master, now is the time to test you."
After watching the three demons leave, Sun Wukong turned to look at Qin Yao and said seriously, "Before Bodhi Patriarch taught me the Dharma, he said two things: one is that the Dharma should not be passed on to six ears, and the other is that I will only say it once.
The same is true of my preaching to you today. It's just you and me here, so I'll only say it once. Whether you can remember it, and how much you can remember, is entirely up to you.
The monkey looked nervous, but Qin Yao, who was sitting in front of him, looked relaxed. He smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'm listening."
Sun Wukong couldn't stand his carelessness and emphasized again: "I really only said it once."
Qin Yao laughed: "You've said this twice."
Sun Wukong suddenly felt a little embarrassed and quickly began to recite the scriptures of the Great Heavenly Immortal Art.
Qin Yao listened attentively and compared this scripture with the Great Heavenly Immortal Art that he had read in the Holy Buddha Cave. He immediately found that every word and even every pause were the same, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The differences are understandable, but the key is the same, which is worth pondering.
It proves at least one thing, that is: all reincarnations do not exist independently, they are more like countless fruits on a big tree. Although the fruits look different, the genes in them are the same.
Only this answer can explain why two worlds that are so different from each other possess the exact same Great Heavenly Immortal Art!
After a long while, Sun Wukong finished reciting the scripture in a tone slower than his usual speech, and asked nervously, "Master, have you memorized it?"
"Why are you always so nervous?" Qin Yao asked back.
Sun Wukong scratched his forehead. "It's hard to explain. I hope you can remember it, but I also hope you can't remember it. In short, it's very complicated."
Qin Yao smiled, vaguely understanding this sentiment.
It's like being afraid that your friends are having a hard time, and even more afraid that your friends are driving a Land Rover.
Not to mention that the Great Heavenly Immortal Art is the core practice of the Bodhi lineage, let's say that Tang Sanzang, who originally had no ambition, suddenly wanted to make progress. This would invisibly lead to a question: What if Tang Sanzang succeeded in his practice and no longer needed the three brothers to subdue demons and monsters?
You know, Sun Wukong’s mission is to escort Sanzang to the West. When Tang Sanzang no longer needs anyone to escort him, what is he?
Is it a permanent companion or a pet?
"Master, stop laughing like that. Do you remember it or not?" Looking at his master who was smiling but not saying anything, Sun Wukong finally lost his patience.
Qin Yao had no intention of teasing the monkey and nodded, "I'll remember that."
Sun Wukong was slightly startled: "You really remembered it?"
Qin Yao laughed: "I really remember it."
"call……"
Sun Wukong exhaled and said, "Just remember it. Then you can slowly understand it. When you have an epiphany one day, you will have entered the door."
Qin Yao nodded: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."
There was nothing Qin Yao didn't understand. With his actual cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to directly cultivate to the Great Heavenly Immortal Art, but it would definitely not be difficult to get started.
After all, starting from Sanmao, he is also an authentic Xuanmen.
And what he is thinking about now is a crazy idea...
At that time in the world of "The Lotus Lantern", he gave up practicing the Great Heavenly Immortal Art because he did not want to go through the three disasters and five difficulties, and was reluctant to give up the "Great Cavern Sutra" in which he had practiced for a long time.
It seems that there is no difference now, but Tang Xuanzang's body and Liu Yanchang's body are completely different.
To put it more bluntly, there is a difference, and the difference is huge. Tang Xuanzang's body is much more durable than Liu Yanchang's, so there is no need to worry about the risk of breaking it.
If that is the case, then is it possible to control Tang Xuanzang's body and practice the Great Heavenly Immortal Art just like playing a game?
Anyway, the two forces are not on the same carrier, so there will be no conflict or counteraction. But it just so happens that both carriers belong to him, which is full of infinite possibilities...
"Wukong, I need your help." Qin Yao suddenly looked up and said.
Sun Wukong was mentally prepared for this and even secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Under normal circumstances, when faced with an unfamiliar immortal scripture, it is not surprising if there are questions, but it would be strange if there are no questions.
If you can practice without any problems, you are not a genius, you are a freak.
"What don't you understand, Master?"
Qin Yao shook his head: "It's not that I don't understand. I just want to ask you for help in building my foundation. I've never practiced before, and it's too slow to start from scratch."
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then he stared with wide eyes and asked, "Have you understood the Great Heavenly Immortal Art?"
"Didn't you understand it after listening to it once?" Qin Yao asked back.
Sun Wukong's expression froze, and he laughed dryly, "Yes, yes, I was the same at first."
Qin Yao smiled and raised his hand: "Let's get started, Wukong."
Sun Wukong took a deep breath, raised his right hand, touched Qin Yao's eyebrows with one finger, and used his own magic power to open up his meridians.
When his magic power entered this body, he immediately felt the extremely rich spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was so superior that he couldn't control a trace of greed. Finally, after seeing the smile on his master's face, he forced this greed away...
evening.
After going out for a stroll, Zhu Bajie came back with his two fellow disciples. When they came back, they found that the master was sitting solemnly at the bow of the boat, while the eldest brother was standing in the cabin, staring at the master in a daze.
"What are you looking at, Big Brother?" Sha Wujing landed at the stern of the boat and asked quickly.
Sun Wukong's expression gradually became complicated, and he said, "Now I can understand the feelings of my fellow disciples on Fangcun Mountain."
Three demons: “???”
"What does this mean without a beginning or an end?" Zhu Bajie asked shortly.
Sun Wukong explained, "I mean, I'm watching my master practice now, and it's probably the same as when my fellow disciples on Fangcun Mountain watched me practice."
"Master can compare with you?" Zhu Bajie asked in surprise.
This monkey is a freak. His cultivation speed is rare in the three realms.
Sun Wukong: "You should say, can I compare with him? My true body is the Sky-Repairing Stone, and his previous life... I don't need to tell you, right?"
Zhu Bajie channeled his demonic power into his eyes, only then realizing that his master's body had transformed into a deep-sea vortex, continuously devouring the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. "Great Celestial Art?"
Sun Wukong nodded silently: "In half a year at the latest, he will be able to practice the seventy-two transformations and other skills."
"The fastest?" Sha Wujing asked.
Sun Wukong opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.
At this moment, a large shadow suddenly passed under their boat, and the strong demonic aura immediately attracted the attention of the three brothers.
They were just paying attention. After all, there were so many monsters in the world, and they couldn't just shout and kill every monster they encountered.
But when their ship arrived at the ruins of a ship, they were imprisoned by the monster's spell.
Sun Wukong frowned and silently took out the golden cudgel.
On the bow of the boat, Qin Yao, who was practicing, stopped, faced the sunset and opened his eyes.
"Ho~ho~"
In the sea below, a giant fish monster swam smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a silver-white humanoid monster that was neither male nor female, and roared at the sea.
"What nonsense is he talking about?" Zhu Bajie asked Sha Wujing.
Lao Sha also worked as a sea monster for a long time, so asking him is the right person to ask.
"It says that passage ahead is prohibited." Sha Wujing said.
"Why?" Zhu Bajie questioned subconsciously.
Sha Wujing pointed to the riverbed and said, "You'll have to ask it."
"Do you think I dare not ask?" Zhu Bajie came to the bow and leaned over and said, "Little river monster, do you know who I am? Do you know who my master is? You dare to stop us without even knowing who we are? You are so bold."
"Ah!" The river monster roared fiercely, his face ferocious.
Just as Sha Wujing was about to speak, Zhu Bajie suddenly raised his right hand and said, "No need to translate. I can tell it's swearing."
“Swish.”
It turns out that bad language is generally accompanied by violence.
After a roar, the river monster suddenly transformed into its true form, turning the river and the sea upside down under their boat.
"Certainly!"
Sun Wukong shouted loudly, and stopped the huge waves that pushed up the small boat and the bamboo raft in mid-air.
"Big Brother is so awesome." Zhu Bajie shouted.
"Boom." Suddenly, the waves broke, and the river monster appeared, directly lifting up the wooden boat and bamboo raft.
"court death!"
Sun Wukong's face turned cold, and he grasped the golden cudgel and hit the body of the monster fish in front of him hard.
Just as the golden cudgel was about to hit the strange fish, the strange fish suddenly jumped up, lifted the boat and the bamboo raft up, and rushed forward.
Sun Wukong hurriedly used his magic power to stabilize the boat. As the boat was flying, the void in front of it suddenly twisted, and countless rotating circular whirlpools were formed in an instant, sucking the master and his disciples in, and they appeared in the sky in another space.
Seeing this, the river monster quickly chased after it, trying to travel through time and space with it.
However, when He came to the whirlpool, it suddenly dispersed, and the giant sea beast that missed its target fell heavily on the sea surface, stirring up countless ripples.
"Ho! Ho!"
The river monster roared loudly towards the front, its voice full of resentment.
"Ahhhhh~" In another world that seemed so close yet so far away, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, who were falling from the sky, both cried out loudly.
Sun Wukong flew around in the air, caught Qin Yao's body, and yelled at the two old men and the white dragon horse who was yelling, "What are you howling for? Can't you fly?"
"Oh my god, I forgot." Zhu Bajie slapped his head and quickly circulated the magic power in his body to stop the downward trend.
Sha Wujing and the White Dragon Horse reacted belatedly, steadied themselves immediately, and landed safely in a lush green forest.
"We were flying over the sea, how did we end up in the mountains and forests?" Sha Wujing asked in confusion, smelling the fragrance of flowers coming from nowhere.
"Who knows what's going on, everyone be careful."
Sun Wukong was admonishing, but he saw his master staring at him intently, so he subconsciously asked, "What's wrong, Master?"
"Wukong, I have a question but I don't know whether I should ask it or not." Qin Yao said.
"If there is anything inappropriate to ask, just ask it." Sun Wukong waved his hand.
Qin Yao: "Is your story of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace true?"
Sun Wukong asked in reply, "You mean, if the havoc in Heaven was real, why can't I even handle a river monster now?"
Qin Yao nodded: "Yes, this is very strange."
Sun Wukong sighed, "Let me explain it this way. Just like humans have their prime and their twilight years, it's not the case that the older a demon gets, the stronger it becomes.
If this happens, then it must be that the magic power is getting stronger and stronger, strengthening one's body.
When I caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace, it was at its peak. But I was eventually defeated. For five hundred years, there has been no spiritual energy from heaven and earth to absorb, and the magic power in my body has been constantly depleted.
That would be fine, but what’s worse is that for all those years, the mountain gods and the land gods have been feeding me iron balls and hot copper water. All my meridians are blocked, and I still haven’t been able to cleanse my essence and marrow…”
"So that's how it is." Qin Yao understood.
"Then how can we cleanse our essence and marrow?" Sha Wujing interrupted.
Sun Wukong exhaled softly: "The only way is to go to the West Heaven and ask the Buddha for mercy."
As he was speaking, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who are you? Come out!"
“Tattatt…”
Accompanied by a slight sound of footsteps, a pure white divine deer broke through the tall grass and appeared in front of the master, his disciples and others.
But at this moment, the master, his disciples and others were not looking at the divine deer, because on the back of the divine deer stood a beautiful girl wearing a red cap and a white corset skirt, revealing a pair of white legs.
"So white." Zhu Bajie stared at the other person's long legs and exclaimed sincerely.
"What did you say?" the girl asked.
Zhu Bajie coughed dryly and said with a smile: "I say, your deer is really white~~"
