All the heavens began with Huo Yi

Bodhi leaf.

Suer took something else out of his pocket.

Looking at the still vibrant green leaves in his hand, Suer suddenly remembered what Zen Master Wuchao had said to him before he left.

"Break a leaf in the cave and offer it as a gesture of respect, and you'll have seen an old friend."

The words of Zen Master Wuchao have unexpectedly come true.

There isn't even any grass in this cave, so where did the leaves come from?

Isn't the 'broken leaf' in this sentence the same Bodhi leaf in his hand?

Looking at the mural, Suer thought, "Isn't that the scene of Wukong becoming a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi?"

Although Su'er had never met Bodhi Patriarch, the two spells he learned at Black Wind Mountain were taught to him by the local earth god through Bodhi Patriarch.

Although there is no formal master-disciple relationship, there is a reality of master-disciple relations. Bowing to each other upon meeting is not a loss.

Thinking of this, Suer placed the Bodhi leaf in his hand on the box that had previously contained the dragon scales.

He took two steps back and bowed respectfully.

"It's like seeing an old friend again..." Suer muttered to himself, then turned around and prepared to continue on his way. He still remembered Tiger Vanguard, after all, Big Head and Tiger Vanguard had brought him the most suffering. How could he not avenge such a great grudge?

(Su'er: As for Yang Jian? I knocked him down with a single blow and he cried out in delight!)

"Young friend, who are you?"

A voice rang out, and Suer's hair stood on end, as if he had been struck by lightning.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on his cheeks, and Suer stiffly turned around to look behind him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking. I'm just curious where my disciple went."

The speaker was an old man with a kind face, white hair and beard, wearing a robe with cloud and crane patterns and a brocade robe adorned with stars. He sat on a rock, stroking his beard, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

Behind the rock where the old man sat, a large tree grew, completely obscuring the mural.

Looking at the leaf tips, which were thin and long, just like the Bodhi leaves in the box I had just offered, and with a faint fragrance, I figured this must be a Bodhi tree.

Looking at the old man, Suer felt an indescribable sense of oppression, even though the old man was very kind and did not exude any imposing aura.

But being looked at by him made Su'er's heart tighten, a bit like the feeling when she was playing on her phone during evening self-study and was grabbed by the head teacher.

(Sur: Mambohajimi, you're all sweating, brothers.)

Su'er tentatively asked, "Could it be Patriarch Bodhi?"

Bodhi Patriarch stopped stroking his beard and sighed, "You really are not my disciple."

I felt something was strange on the way here.

You recognize me even though you haven't achieved any real power yet. Besides, I can't figure out your origins in the Three Realms. Judging from your appearance, you must be someone from beyond the heavens.

It didn't seem like some evil law that usurped someone else's place; rather, it appeared out of nowhere with a physical body just like my disciple's.

Could it be that my disciple's true spirit dissipated, causing this world to give birth to you...?

Su'er quickly said, "Master Bodhi, you are wise. I am indeed not the reincarnation of the Great Sage, although I am not sure if the Great Sage's true spirit still exists."

However, the Patriarch should know more about the Great Sage's self-destruction than I do. Even if I return the six senses and the Great Sage is brought back to life, he will still be unable to remove the mental bondage. Wouldn't he suffer if he returned to this world?

From now on, I will inherit the will of the Great Sage and walk the path that the Great Sage did not finish walking. So how am I different from the Great Sage?

"Master, why don't you temporarily consider me your disciple?"

After Su'er finished speaking, he immediately bowed respectfully to Bodhi Patriarch.

This gift was partly out of gratitude for the bond between Bodhi Patriarch and the Great Sage, partly out of reassurance that becoming Bodhi's disciple truly brought good things, and finally out of genuine fear that Bodhi Patriarch would send him away.

After all, Suer hasn't learned many spells yet. If he dies now, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

The Book of Doors can only create one clone in the same world; if it dies, it can never go to that world again.

"Hey, it's hard to tell the truth from the falsehood. You are just like my disciple back then, equally eager for quick success and profit, mischievous and irresponsible. But you know better how to hide your thoughts, you are as cunning as a devil."

"In the end, it's been tough on you, you little monkey. My disciple's wish wasn't easy to come by... Fine, let me give you a few pointers to help you secure your future."

After saying that, Su Er felt as if he had been gently tapped five times on the top of his head by an invisible thin stick, and then he mastered five supernatural spells.

The first is "Mountain Shaking and Earth Shaking," which is used for offense. When this spell is used, one can become incredibly powerful. One can easily shake mountains with a punch, shatter the earth with a stomp, and move mountains and split the ground. The only drawback is that it consumes a great deal of mana.

Next is the protective spell, "Standing Still Without Shadow," which, once used, is like nothingness, untouchable and intangible, as if one were from another world.

Now it has become Sur's strongest defensive skill. There is no time limit for using this spell. Apart from the inability to attack while it is in use and the huge mana consumption, it has no drawbacks.

(Sul: This spell is even more powerful and cool than Shenwei! If Runtu knew this, he could definitely hold back his tears!)

The third and fourth supernatural powers are for escaping or chasing enemies. "Five Elements Great Escape" allows a person to travel freely among the five elements and arrive in an instant. "Wandering Spirit and Controlling Qi" is a method similar to teleportation, arriving in an instant with a single thought!

The key is that it's not as awkward to use as Apparition, and it doesn't have the counter-curse effect.

The last spell is used to capture people; it's Zhen Yuanzi Daxian's signature move, "Universe in the Sleeve." Although it's called "Universe in the Sleeve," it doesn't actually require any sleeves to activate.

This spell is like a seamless extension spell that doesn't require any external support, but the space within the sleeve is thousands of times larger than the limit that the seamless extension spell can reach.

After all, the Seamless Extension Spell only expands the existing space, while the Sleeve Universe directly creates a pocket universe of one's own with bare hands.

Suer closed his eyes and studied the five spells for a while. When he opened his eyes, he was about to express his gratitude, but he found that Patriarch Bodhi had disappeared without a trace.

Suer sighed and, seeing this, had no choice but to kowtow three times to the image of Bodhi Patriarch on the stone wall to express his gratitude for being taught.

After Surbhairava finished his prayers and left the cave, the brush that had been floating above the monkey's head on the mural suddenly fell to the ground, and the Bodhi leaf in the box turned yellow and withered.

Wohu Temple

“Chosen One, this old monk has come again.”

When Su'er arrived at Wohu Temple, he saw Lingji again, but this time he did not play the sanxian in his hand.

"Is the Bodhisattva going to teach me magic right now?" Su'er was also curious about Lingji's appearance. Shouldn't this old guy have waited until he defeated Tiger Vanguard before making his entrance while singing a little tune?

"Ah, the chosen one's skills are extraordinary. He defeated that tiger monster with ease. The fate I spoke of has arrived. I can now pass on the Copper Head and Iron Arm technique to you!"

Lingji plucked his sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument), and a melody transformed into strands of golden thread that flew into Wohu Temple. A moment later, a tiger's roar echoed through the temple.

As the tiger's roar subsided, the golden thread flew back. Lingji wrapped the golden thread around his finger, flicked his finger to turn the golden thread into liquid, and pushed it into Suer's body with his palm.

In an instant, a brilliant golden light emanated from Suer's body, making his skin shine like a golden statue.

After Lingji finished everything, he began to play the strings again.

"Gold and iron have no power to strike stone, and swords, spears, and halberds cannot evade them."

"The Great Sage Tianpeng was tricked by a tiger, but today his supernatural powers are returned to you."

"Once the blood pool inside dries up, you can go down and see the divine general Jiaxu. After you defeat my wicked disciple, we will meet again."