I just want to practice horizontally - Chapter 133

[Chapter 133 Chapter 121: You are plotting against me!]

“Climb!”

Jiang Wuye slapped Patriarch Bodhi away.

He didn’t even kneel down when he first became a disciple, and he had been living alone these years. He didn’t take this illusion seriously at all, so how could he let this impostor hit him three times.

Anyway, no matter what he does, as long as he doesn’t destroy this illusion, the program will continue to run, so why bother with this.

really.

After Patriarch Bodhi got up, he walked out with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened. The Taoist boys around him scolded him for being ignorant.

Midnight watch.

Bang!

Jiang Wuye kicked open the door of Ancestor Bodhi’s room, pulled Ancestor Bodhi up who was pretending to be asleep, and stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes: “What are you pretending to be? Hurry up, the earth evil has changed seventy-two!” But let

Jiang What made Wuye speechless was that even though he was being held in his hands by his treacherous nature, the fake Bodhi Patriarch still followed the procedure: “You bastard monkey, you didn’t sleep in the middle of the night, why did you come to the teacher’s room?” “I’m your sister

. !”

Jiang Wuye was so angry that he threw Patriarch Bodhi away, took out the ruler next to him, and used strong force to whip him hard, making Patriarch Bodhi roll on the ground.

When the time was almost up, the fake Bodhi Patriarch got up again, sat on the couch with a bruised nose and face, and began to teach the Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Evil with a profound look on his face.

But as he listened, Jiang Wuye felt something was wrong.

Damn it, what the hell are you saying? Why can’t I understand it?

He found that although Patriarch Bodhi was reciting the mantras seriously and preaching with his tongue blooming like a lotus flower, he could not understand a single mantra.

To put it bluntly: Although I don’t know what it means, it feels very powerful.

Even if you go through a procedure, can you be careful? !

“Come on, come on, die for me, where are you saying hello?!”

I felt like my intelligence was insulted.

Jiang Wuye pulled Ancestor Bodhi down again and beat him severely with a ruler.

“Bah!”

Afterwards, feeling that his anger had subsided a lot, he spat and swaggered away from the scene of violence, leaving only the ravaged Ancestor Bodhi thrashing on the ground.

According to the plot, it took Monkey Sun three years to learn the seventy-two transformations of Disha.

In other words, no matter how unwilling he was, he would have to endure it for another three years.

He was no longer interested in cutting firewood, weeding, or listening to scriptures and sermons, and since he couldn’t get out of the Bodhi Dojo, he simply opened a cave in the mountain.

Every day, he either studies and polishes his martial arts, or summons the spirits of the Eight Evils and the Soul of the Great Bear Ancestor, plays mahjong, fights landlords, and plays with himself. Occasionally, he uses the True Gang to transform into a large group of fairies to amuse his eyes, killing time while honing his skills.

However, Jiang Wuye didn’t notice one thing.

As time goes by, even if he does not come into contact with the creatures in the Bodhi Dojo, he becomes more and more like a monkey, whether in words or deeds.

From occasionally baring his teeth and grinning, to scratching his ears and cheeks, jumping up and down, and coveting all kinds of fruits, it gradually integrated into every aspect of his life like a silent spring rain.

Even sometimes, in the dead of night, what he missed was no longer Blue Star, nor the old people and things in the world, but the Flower and Fruit Mountain.

The obsession in my heart gradually changed from returning to Anyang Territory half a year later to learning the art of immortality as soon as possible and leading the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain to see all the scenery in the world.

Little by little, a little adds up to a big thing, and no one notices it, but it changes Jiang Wuye little by little.

until.

The three-year period has passed.

Rumble –

the door of the cave opened, and Jiang Wuye, who reappeared in the sunlight, had a trace of confusion in his eyes:

“I am Jiang Wuye, or Sun Wukong…”

Behind the mountain, in front of the rushing river.

The sunlight is like a dream, making the Bodhi Patriarch in front of him look like an immortal or a saint.

Jiang Wuye looked at the old man who had been beaten twice by him, and for some reason he felt guilty and grateful in his heart.

“Wukong, three years have passed so quickly. Have you ever mastered the seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil?”

Ancestor Bodhi held Fuchen in one hand and smoothed his long beard with the other. He still looked at Jiang Wuye with a nonchalant expression.

“Learn…I’ve learned…”

Jiang Wuye looked at Ancestor Bodhi in the sunlight and shook his head, trying to get rid of the trance that seemed both real and illusory, but found that the fusion of reality and illusion was getting closer and closer.

“Oh, then you can demonstrate it to me.”

Patriarch Bodhi nodded while stroking his beard, with a look of anticipation on his face.

“Okay…”

Jiang Wuye nodded subconsciously and somersaulted up to the sky. His body suddenly changed and turned into a sky-piercing eagle. It swooped down and turned into a koi carp to swim. Then, the mountains, rocks, grass and trees all transformed one by one. .

At this point in his martial arts cultivation, his physical body combined with the power of the Eight Evils can transform him into a man, a woman, a monster, or a dead creature. It is easy. As long as his strength does not exceed his, there is basically no clue.

As for small means such as expelling fire, controlling wind, thunder, and rejuvenating dead trees… they are even more effortless.

If Monkey Sun in the original work performed to the same level, Jiang Wuye would have been able to completely defeat him when he was in the Hidden Realm of God, let alone his current strength that rivals that of the Pseudo-Emperor.

Therefore, although he was wrong and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that it was not the orthodox seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil, he still demonstrated them one by one based on his own strength in front of Patriarch Bodhi.

However, as various magical powers were demonstrated one by one, Jiang Wuye did not notice.

Invisible emotions and desires in the fantasy world began to penetrate into his mind, causing his true self to gradually deteriorate, and his thoughts gradually moved closer to Sun Wukong.

The most obvious change was that the confusion on his face disappeared little by little, and was gradually taken over by the joy of his heart. Later, he even scratched his head and scratched his head, his face full of joy.

“Master, master, I know it. I know it, hehehe, I know it all!”

Jiang Wuye was overjoyed. He was really like Brother Monkey who got his wish, jumping up and down from the sky and running towards Patriarch Bodhi. There is only one thought in my mind, kneel down and thank you!

Finally, he arrived in front of the somewhat unreal Bodhi Patriarch, who was shimmering in the sun. He bent his legs and was about to kneel down.

An uncontrollable thought arose: Kneel down and say thank you to the master for training your disciple. The task will be completed and you will soon be able to get rid of the illusion.

But at the moment Jiang Wuye was about to kneel down.

Buzz –

“Grass!!!”

A burning sensation, like the eruption of thousands of suns, suddenly flowed through his spine and ran through his whole body. Black magma lines crawled all over his body, scorching his spirit and energy. In an instant, he held his head and started to kill the pig. The same miserable howl.

“Roar!!!”

Immediately afterwards, the powerful Barbarian Bear True Ancestor, who had gradually fallen silent in the chaotic sea of consciousness, resurrected, stirred up the chaos, roared to the sky with anger, and shattered all misty illusions.

Chi chi chi –

jet-black waves of emotions and desires burst out of Jiang Wuye’s body like smoke produced by the evaporation of liquid. The monkey hair faded away, and Jiang Wuye returned to his true self in an instant.

“Go to hell, Brother Monkey, you are a bastard, you actually plotted against me, get out of here!!”

Boom! !

With a roar, the immeasurable tyrannical pressure was released, and accompanied by a terrifying concussive sound wave centered on Jiang Wuye, it suddenly swept through the entire Bodhi Dojo, tearing everything into nothingness.

“Recognize the master, haha!”

Qiang Qiang!

Jiang Wuye’s eyes were blood red, standing high in the sky, he pulled out the Yuantu Senluo knife from his spine, devil horns sprouted from his forehead, and his flesh and blood were replaced by purgatory flames.

He revived his peak combat power, and his two swords were like two pulses of light, roaring to shake the sky, and he desperately began to chop at the illusion barrier. Before the Bodhi Dojo could even recover, it was blasted to pieces by a heavy aftermath.

At the moment when the confusion was torn apart, he still didn’t understand that this so-called mission of identifying the master was a big trap from the beginning!

It was right to recognize the master, but the priority was not at all what he thought!

As the plots progress one by one, the creatures who complete the mission will gradually be affected by Sun Wukong’s obsession left in the golden cudgel, losing their true self bit by bit, until they completely integrate into Sun Wukong’s identity and believe that they are Sun Wukong.

Once that moment comes, it may seem like you are still alive, but in fact, the moment you admit that you are Sun Wukong, you are already doomed!

In other words, no matter what choice you make, life and death are already determined from the moment you are sucked into the illusion.

This is also the reason why Jiang Wuye becomes insane. No matter who knows that the fire of life is about to be extinguished, he will struggle crazily even if he can’t see hope.

“Open it for me!!”

Boom–

Jiang Wuye was like a madman, slashing at the illusion barrier with swords that could easily destroy big stars. He didn’t want to know about the Golden Cudgel or Sun Wukong. What is the purpose of doing this game? I don’t want to know where Zhou Wanhuang’s task of identifying the master has reached.

At this moment of life and death, he just wanted to tear this illusion barrier apart and see the light of day again!

But soon, a sense of despair surged into Jiang Wuye’s heart uncontrollably.

It can’t be split, it can’t be split at all!

This illusion barrier is countless times stronger than the barrier of heaven and earth in the human world. He couldn’t shake it even with all his strength!

This kind of intensity is so hard that it makes people despair. He is sure that even if he has enough positive energy now to turn all the eight martial arts into dharma, he will not be able to shake it at all.

A feeling of despair surged into my heart uncontrollably.

Along the way, Jiang Wuye has never encountered such a decisive situation. Despite the difficulties in the past, as long as he is willing to back down, there is still hope.

But now…

no matter whether it is regression or madness, it has no effect. He is like a fish thrown into the frying pan, knowing that he will die soon, but there is nothing he can do.

“Bima Wen, I’ll f*c*k your mother!!!”

He was like a caged beast, cursing madly at the void, and even rushed into the restored Bodhi Dojo, killing all kinds of people, hoping to provoke Sun Wukong to show up, but No matter how vicious and cruel his methods were, he received no response.

The only thing he had was the voice that kept ringing in his mind, asking him to recognize his master and ask for his mission.

“Waiting to die?”

Get out! !

Rumble–

Jiang Wuye soared into the sky again, swinging his two swords wildly, his eyes spitting out the fire of purgatory, tireless and unaware of the passage of time, slashing at the illusion barrier desperately.

(End of chapter)