Chapter 246: Wukong goes to sea, the four disciples of martial arts
On the second day, Sun Wukong asked the old monkey to practice in a secret place. During the day, Sun Wukong was drinking with the monkeys in the Water Curtain Cave, but suddenly he sighed and looked sad. "Hey~" At this time, a white-haired gibbon suddenly began to say carefully from the side:
"If your Majesty is so far-sighted, what is really called the development of the Taoist mind! Today, within the five insects, there are only three levels of name and form, and they are not under the control of Lord Yama." Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head and looked at the old monkey, who was also the older monkey here. Sun Wukong is not an ordinary monkey now. How can the aura on the monkey be an ordinary monkey? Sun Wukong pretended not to know and asked: "Do you know those third-class people?" "It is the Buddha, the Immortal and the Holy Three who escape reincarnation, are neither born nor destroyed, and live as long as the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers." Sun Wukong finally understood and stood up. "Children, I will go to sea tomorrow to visit the immortals and learn the art of immortality. I will also teach you how to achieve immortality!"
In the restaurant, Wang Lin was eating while the little beggar looked on. After saying that, regardless of the little beggar's struggle, he found a nearby restaurant. Sun Wukong also laughed amidst the cheers of a group of monkeys, saying goodbye after many years. In a daze, he looked at his heart, which was a blood-red word "Feng". At this moment, Wang Lin went to Dongsheng Divine Continent. Wang Lin signaled, and the little beggar let go of his hands and feet and started to work hard. "Also, call my teacher's name when the time comes, and I will save your life!" -
As Sun Wukong went to sea, the plot laid out by Wang Lin also began. It was at this time that a little beggar stumbled into him. As the place with the largest number of humans, Dongsheng Shenzhou is also a holy land for humans. Wang Lin was walking in the market, people were coming and going, and he was very happy to be at ease. "sorry Sorry." The little beggar wanted to leave as he spoke, but found that his hand was grabbed by Wang Lin. It turned out that the little beggar discovered that Wang Lin was dressed in an extraordinary way and wanted to steal Wang Lin's things. Weiwei did not expect that his house would be kicked into pieces. "Eat!" Wang Linze hadn't experienced anything like this for a long time, and he just found it interesting. He hadn't experienced anything like this since he became the Martial Ancestor. Wukong shook his head. The body of this peak human immortal alone was enough to solve most troubles. "I banned you from practicing for many years, can you blame me?" This is the prohibition written by Wang Lin with his own blood before leaving, sealing all power of Sun Wukong except his physical body. -
When leaving, Wang Lin said: "This seal won't stop you from practicing, it's just that all the energy you cultivate is blocked. It can be regarded as a trump card."
"Boy, you and I are going to eat." "I think it will be more useful when your life and death are at stake." Wang Lin no longer needed to eat earthly food, but he was greedy. He stopped using his chopsticks and watched him eat quietly. "Little beggar, how about following me?" Although the little beggar was very puzzled when he saw this, Wang Lin could tell at a glance that he was extraordinary, so he would not suffer any loss if he followed him. However, he still said stubbornly: "Oh~ why should I follow you?" Wang Lin also laughed out loud when he heard this. There are countless people in this world who want to become Wang Lin's disciples, but this little beggar doesn't know about it because he has the treasure mountain in front of him. The little beggar looked at Wang Lin smiling and saying nothing, feeling a little worried. "It's not impossible..." "Hahaha, good!" "What's your name?" The little beggar shook his head, his voice a little lonely. "I have no name. I have never met my parents. They all call me little beggar." When Wang Lin heard this, he thought for a moment, and then said to the little beggar:
"Then you will be called Xiao Qi from now on." Looking at the thin little beggar, he also chose a name for him. After that, Wang Lin waited for Xiao Qi to finish, and then asked the waiter to bring two cups of tea. "You accept me as your master, and from now on we will be master and disciple." Xiao Qi was also not sloppy. After Wang Lin helped Xiao Qi clean up, he also took this ordinary boy around the world. ………… "Master, how old are you?" "I don't remember my teacher." "Then you are really an old fool." "Hahaha!" Wang Lin walked to the roadside, casually broke off a branch as thick as an arm, and carved it with a knife along the way. It looked like a wooden sword. "Master, is this for me?" Xiao Qi was curious and looking forward to it, while Wang Lin laughed and cursed: "You don't forget to be greedy for any good deeds." "hey-hey."
Xiao Qi looked embarrassed, but he had never seen this cheap master take action, and he only thought he was a young master from a wealthy family. Until one day, Wang Lin and the two encountered a thousand-year-old tiger demon blocking their way. In his disbelieving eyes, Wang Lin used his unfinished wooden sword to kill the tiger demon with one strike. Only then did he realize how powerful this master was. On that day, he was just seven years old. In the following days, Xiao Qi had great respect for his master. Wang Linze only taught him two things. One is to be a human being, and the other is to practice swordsmanship. This desolate boy in the past also took on a new glory in Wang Lin's hands. In ten years, he reached the realm of immortality and became a sword immortal. He created his own seven swords and defeated immortals in retrograde motion. Wang Lin was also somewhat satisfied with him. His qualifications may not be very good, and he spent a lot of resources during this period, but he also cultivated a disciple who was capable in the world. A year ago, Wang Lin even asked Lao Jun for the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, and Xiao Qi successfully broke through and became a great swordsman. When others see Xiao Qi, he always wears a bamboo hat on his head and a wooden sword at his waist. ………… "Xiao Qi, you can be considered a powerful person now. I have told you my plan. Don't let me down in the future." "I already know what Master said. My martial arts lineage is not weaker than anyone else's." Xiao Qi was just like an ordinary person, drinking tea with Wang Lin. If it weren't for the wooden sword on his waist, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was a swordsman at all. "That's good. You still have a senior brother, Sun Wukong. Remember to help when the time comes." Xiao Qi nodded to express understanding, then bowed her hands to Wang Lin, and then left. Wang Lin looked at the disciples he had taught for ten years in front of him, or it was a kind of fate, and tapped the table with his hand. "Wukong, the day you suffered was the beginning of mine..." ………… Over the next two hundred and forty years, Wang Lin accepted three disciples, who taught them other things besides martial arts practice. They gave birth to a martial artist, a blacksmith, and a scholar. They are all young orphans, named "Xiao Ba", "Xiao Jiu" and "Xiao Shi". All of them have made great achievements in their respective fields. Wang Lin found these four people from the four major continents, and later they all settled down in Dongsheng Shenzhou. The four of them, with one book, one sword, one punch, and one hammer, are Wang Lin's martial arts disciples. Very different, but it was Wang Lin's choice. (End of this chapter)