Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly.

A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

But he slowly put away the Qingping Sword.

"This old man is so pretentious. Could it be another trick of those Westerners?"

Oh my god, I even ran to heaven, and they are still chasing me?

He secretly complained in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

Looking at Bodhi coldly.

Bodhi saw that Sun Wukong did not respond.

Then he continued to talk to himself.

"My disciple, I have calculated that a catastrophe is approaching, and you are the key to this catastrophe."

"Your future is uncertain. As your master, I naturally have to make plans for you."

"This master has expended a full sixty years of his magical powers to calculate for you that your future lies in the West and in Buddhism."

As soon as the words came out.

Nezha and Yang Jian’s eyes widened instantly.

His face was filled with astonishment.

Looking Bodhi up and down.

Nezha muttered to himself.

"Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

"He's clearly wearing a Taoist robe, why is he suddenly asking Brother Sun to become a Buddhist?"

I thought of what Sun Wukong would look like in the future wearing a monk’s robe and with a shaved head.

Nezha almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

His little face turned red from holding back.

His mouth formed a tight line.

Yang Jian standing by wasn't much better off.

His shoulders trembled slightly.

Holding back a smile.

Nezha looked up at him.

thought.

"This guy is about the same as me. He must be feeling very uncomfortable too."

Sun Wukong looked at Bodhi with suspicion.

I was secretly amazed.

"Good boy, he doesn't even bother to pretend."

But he said.

"No way, Master, you're asking me to go to Buddhism. That's not okay."

"I, Old Sun, am used to being free and undisciplined. I like to drink big gulps of wine and eat big chunks of meat."

"I can't stand the strict rules and regulations of Buddhism."

Bodhi frowned.

Act as if you are deeply distressed.

But in his heart he scoffed at what Sun Wukong said.

"Those who cultivate cultivation still covet these worldly things, and are filled with sinister energy."

he thought.

The evaluation of Sun Wukong dropped a few points.

"To be so attached to the mundane world shows that he still has many shortcomings and his state of mind is far from perfect."

"Sun Wukong, join Buddhism and abandon these worldly thoughts, so that you can cultivate your mind."

"Although this may seem like a constraint to you, it can actually help you reach a higher level."

Bodhi persuaded patiently.

"Tsk, I, Old Sun, want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

"I never thought you'd be the biggest pyramid scheme boss in the West."

Sun Wukong cursed in his heart.

But he put on an expression of letting it go.

"So it is said that Sun Wukong listened to his master's words, entered Buddhism, achieved enlightenment, avoided disasters, and realized the great way."

Bodhi guides people step by step.

There was an indescribable meaning in his tone.

"Oh my god, you're claiming to have attained the Great Dao? You're just a corpse of goodness created by someone else, and you still have the nerve to say that."

"If I tell you that I have reached the Quasi-Sage realm, and that reaching the Sage realm does not require Hongmeng Purple Qi at all, wouldn't you be shocked?"

Sun Wukong sneered in his heart.

His face remained expressionless.

Seeing that Sun Wukong had no reaction.

A surge of anger welled up in Bodhi's heart.

I couldn't help but yell.

"Are you listening to what the master is saying?"

With this roar.

The aura around him spread outward like a surging tide.

The powerful pressure made the air around them seem to freeze.

Nezha and Yang Jian heard the roar.

He came back to his senses instantly.

I sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

They looked at each other.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes.

Pick up your weapon again.

His eyes are as bright as a torch.

Staring closely at Bodhi.

As long as Sun Wukong or Bodhi takes action.

They would rush forward without hesitation.

Sun Wukong looked at Bodhi's furious expression.

Spread your hands.

Said helplessly.

"Master, please don't blame me for this."

"I, Old Sun, was born to love freedom and unfetteredness. The strict rules and regulations of Buddhism are simply the greatest torture for me."

"I couldn't feel comfortable there at all."

"Also, you see, Taoism also has the concept of following one's heart and letting nature take its course. Don't you agree with that?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong turned around and looked at Nezha and Yang Jian.

The two of them understood and nodded in unison.

They are the genuine disciples of the Chan sect.

Naturally, they have the most say in Taoist philosophy.

Sun Wukong curled his lips and continued.

"Besides, I, Old Sun, am still thinking about finding a beautiful wife in the future, having some big, fat boys, passing on my bloodline, and living a happy life with many children and grandchildren."

Speaking of which.

Sun Wukong had a bright smile on his face.

It seemed as if he was truly full of infinite yearning for this kind of life.

Yang Jian watched from the side.

I understand it in my heart.

What Sun Wukong said at this moment.

Not a single word is sincere.

This made him even more suspicious of the identity of the Bodhi in front of him.

"When did the relationship between master and disciple become so tense?"

"Moreover, looking at Bodhi's eyes, there is no trace of friendship between master and disciple."

Bodhi at this time.

Trying hard to maintain a kind face.

But the anger burning in his eyes could not be concealed.

"What's going on, Sun Wukong?"

"He's married and has children. He's a quasi-saint, who can stand up to him?"

"Could it be that old Jade Emperor informed him of my arrival in advance?"

"Are you deliberately arguing with me and stalling for time so that you can gain more benefits from him?"

The more Bodhi thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Just stop beating around the bush.

Said directly.

"Wukong, I'm your master. Would I harm you? I'm doing this for your own good."

"If you know what's good for you, you'll just listen to me, accept this, and join Buddhism as soon as possible."

"Oh, soft tactics don't work, are you going to use hard tactics?"

"But what I, Old Sun, fear least is a hard approach."

Sun Wukong showed no sign of weakness.

Responded tit for tat.

"So what? I, Old Sun, just like these things. What can you do to me?"

"Master, are you going to tie me up and take me to Buddhism?"

As he said this, Sun Wukong gave Nezha and Yang Jian a look.

The two understood each other.

Take a step forward.

Standing side by side with Sun Wukong.

His eyes are like knives.

Staring closely at Bodhi.

"Look, my good master, these are all my good brothers. We have a very close relationship."

"It would be inappropriate for me to abandon them and turn to Buddhism."

"However, if you have the guts to take them both with you, I will immediately convert to Buddhism and guarantee I will be more devout than anyone else!"

Sun Wukong was deliberately making things difficult.

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

Bodhi heard this.

I almost couldn't catch my breath.

He secretly groaned in his heart.

"Which of these two can I move?"

"Nezha is the best among the three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect, and he has an extremely protective master behind him."

"If I dare to take him away, his master will come to Lingshan to make trouble as soon as I leave."

"And there's Yang Jian, the Jade Emperor's nephew, who enjoys the privilege of obeying orders but not decrees."

"If I dare to take him to the West, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

"I'm afraid Lingshan will be turned upside down by him."

Bodhi laughed out of anger.

Said.

"Sun Wukong, you are so disobedient to your master!"

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