I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 1256: Disciple, You Are So Short-sighted

"Are you kidding me?"

Patriarch Bodhi said: "This child can be considered a disciple of Yuxu because Shen Gongbao is a disciple of Yuxu. Shen Gongbao is not a disciple of Yuxu anymore, so how can he be considered a disciple of Yuxu?"

Jiang Ziya said with a stiff face, "It is like this, Senior. Shen Gongbao is just a guide. After he leads Nezha into Yuxu Palace, only my master can expel him from the sect. Otherwise, he will be a Yuxu disciple for the rest of his life."

"Nonsense." Patriarch Bodhi shook his head and looked down at Nezha: "Don't listen to his nonsense. You are worshipping your master, not Yuxu Palace. Be good and call me Master."

Nezha glanced at Qin Yao, his eyes rolling around: "You can call me, but there should be a gift for meeting me, right?"

Bodhi stretched out his hand and flicked his smooth forehead, scolding with a smile: "Naughty child."

Nezha chuckled and said, "I don't want you to lose face. In front of these people, they will definitely say that when Bodhi Patriarch accepted his disciples and grandchildren, he gave them some treasures."

Bodhi said: "So I have to thank you? Thank you for thinking about me so much."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Nezha said, "So, where's the gift?"

Bodhi thought for a moment, then took out a golden spear and handed it to Nezha: "Bear boy, do you know the name of this spear?"

Looking at the Sinnoh patterns on the spear and the faint flames shining on the narrow spear head, Nezha's eyes lit up instantly.

Judging from its appearance alone, this spear is much more advanced than the Thunder Whip bestowed by the master.

"Master, what is the name of this spear?"

Bodhi smiled and said, "This spear is called Jing Ye. It shocked the world in the ancient times. It is famous for the divine fire it produced, which shocked the long night. In terms of rank, it is the second-class spear. Well, the first-class spear has disappeared, so it is not wrong to consider it the first-class."

"Boom."

Nezha immediately knelt down, spread his hands and raised them high: "Thank you, Master, for the treasure."

Bodhi placed the spear in his hands, and Nezha immediately felt it sinking slightly. He released his divine sense to detect it and felt a raging flame, which made his eyes suddenly burn.

Li Jing watched this scene quietly, thinking: My son is still lucky. His master just lost a backer, and then he found another one, and got such a powerful treasure...

  It is true that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand!

At this time, Nezha couldn't let go of the Jing Ye Spear, but he didn't forget his master: "Master, where is my master's gift?"

Bodhi rolled his eyes: "You pretend to be a filial son and let me bleed? You want to be beaten!"

Nezha said: "As long as you give the gift to my master, you can beat me up."

Bodhi smiled speechlessly, shook his head, then looked at Qin Yao, took out a slender, green, and shining six-section bamboo pole with his backhand, and handed it forward: "This is for you."

"bamboo?"

Nezha frowned and said, "Master, why are you so stingy? Even if we are relatives of different generations, you don't have to be so stingy, right?"

Bodhi was very angry with him. He ignored Qin Yao's outstretched hands, picked up the bamboo pole and hit the naughty boy on the forehead.

In an instant, Nezha discovered that his vision, smell, taste, hearing, touch, and intuition had all disappeared.

I can't see, smell, feel, hear or touch. Even my thinking seems to be frozen and I can no longer think.

This feeling was so terrifying that his eyes were filled with fear, but there was nothing he could do.

Then, Bodhi touched his head, and Nezha returned to normal. He looked at the precious bamboo in the other's hand with lingering fear: "How terrible, I was hit so lightly, and I didn't even feel any pain. I felt nothing, as if I was turned into a stone... Grandmaster, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

"Now you know how powerful I am. Do you still think that I, your master, am stingy?" Bodhi snorted, and he laughed, scolded, and did whatever he wanted.

Nezha said with a flattering smile, "Children's words are without restraint, children's words are without restraint, I just said it casually. Master, please tell me what this treasure is."

Bodhi handed the bamboo pole to Qin Yao and said calmly: "This is the bitter bamboo, one of the ten innate spiritual roots. It can extinguish the six senses, that is, block the opponent's eye sense, ear sense, nose sense, tongue sense, body sense, and consciousness, making the opponent lose consciousness in an instant. During the battle, if the opponent suddenly loses all consciousness, how can he beat you?"

  Qin Yao silently held the slightly cool bamboo pole tightly, but a name flashed through his mind quickly: Six Pure Bamboos!

In the original novel of Investiture of the Gods, Zhunti used this treasure to defeat the original form of the Dark Cloud Fairy, and then threw it into the Bade Pond in Lingshan, turning it into an ornamental pet fish in the pond.

Who is this Wuyunxian?

That was a one-on-one fight. He defeated Chi Jingzi in three rounds, then turned around and knocked down Guang Chengzi's peerless demon with a single hammer. His identity in Jiejiao was the leader of the seven immortal attendants.

Such a peerless demon king eventually ended up as an ornamental fish, which shows the horror of the Conferred God Tribulation.

This also illustrates the importance of standing on the side. Qin Yao feels that unless Patriarch Hongjun can stand with Master Tongtian, no one else will win if they stand by his side!

Having said that, this bamboo seems to prove one thing.

Bodhi is either the incarnation of Cundi or one of the three corpses of the other party.

I had just reminded the Tongtian Sect to be on guard against the Western Sect, but now they have taken Bodhi as their master. This is fate playing tricks on me...

at the same time.

Inside Biyou Palace.

Master Tongtian, who was sitting cross-legged on the green cloud bed, slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Below the cloud bed, a Taoist priest with a long beard and black face, wearing a black robe and a silk belt around his waist, who looked strong and fierce, asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you sighing?"

Tong Tian said: "I sigh that fate is unpredictable and things in the world are hard to predict. Wuyun Fairy, do you know Shen Gongbao's name?"

The Taoist nodded: "I have heard of it. It is said that he is the Golden Immortal with the lowest cultivation, the lowest strength, and the lowest evaluation in the Chan Sect."

"It is undeniable that his cultivation and strength are the lowest, but his evaluation is the lowest because of prejudice."

Tong Tian waved his hand and said: "I can see that this monster has great wisdom and foresight. My sect is in need of such a wise counselor.

Therefore, I personally set up a plan to alienate the relationship between him and the Chan Sect, and finally succeeded, causing Yuanshi to expel him from the sect.

But I never thought that even so, he had no intention of choosing my Jiejiao, but instead worshipped Bodhi. "

His sword formation diagram is still in Qin Yao's body, so he can check the other party's situation at any time...

In fact, if the other party is willing to switch to Jiejiao, the Zhuxian Sword Map and the Zhuxian Four Swords will be a gift to him.

  If Yuanshi can take the Four Swords of Zhuxian from Shen Gongbao's body, then he can take the swords back from Yuxu Palace!

Wuyunxian was a little surprised and asked, "Master, who is this Bodhi?"

"Bodhi."

Tongtian's eyes flickered, and he said faintly: "A very interesting existence."

That night.

Qin Yao stood on the fairy cloud of Bodhi and was led by the other party to a strange mountain. He saw that the mountain was covered with withered vines and old trees, and it was an ancient ferry to a secluded place.

The sound of birds singing is nearby, and the sound of spring water is clear and loud.

The valleys are filled with orchids and ravines, and mosses grow on the cliffs everywhere.

Looking down from a high altitude, it feels like each mountain is a world.

Bodhi waved his whisk and brought Qin Yao down from the clouds and came to a stone tablet. On the stone tablet were engraved ten big characters: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

"Let's go."

Bodhi spoke lightly, climbed up the steps, walked past the stone tablet, and entered the cave. Inside the cave was a completely different world: fairy deer were crying, phoenixes were flying with wings spread, and magical monkeys and cranes could be seen everywhere. It was truly a wonderful place for fairies.

After a while, Bodhi brought him to a lotus seat, turned around and sat on it, and asked leisurely: "Do you need my help with your injury?"

Qin Yao said without hesitation: "Yes!" Although Yuanshi did not destroy his cultivation, his rough act of snatching the sword hurt his foundation.

If he were to repair it himself, it would probably take at least hundreds of years of hard work.

If he had the help of his master, he wouldn't be such a hero.

Bodhi tore open the void in front of him, took out a fist-sized ball of water from a golden treasure pool, and then closed the void like a zipper, and hit Qin Yao with the ball of water.

The moment the water ball touched Qin Yao's body, it passed through his flesh and reached his soul, transforming into streams of pure power that repaired the broken kingdom of God.

In just a moment, the injury that was almost a hidden danger was healed. Qin Yao even felt that he had made progress, and the five energies in his body were stirring...

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Yao bowed deeply and spoke sincerely.

Bodhi shook his head, and then stretched out his hand from Qin Yao's divine realm like Yuanshi, gently pulled out the stone plate given by Tongtian, and finally handed it to Qin Yao: "You can't afford this thing, go to Biyou Palace to return it in two days."

"Master, is this the Zhu Xian Sword Formation?" Qin Yao asked.

Bodhi said: "Not only that! This sword formation contains the supreme sword tradition of Tongtian. Let's be honest, he thinks highly of you."

Qin Yao: "..."

Among the three religions, Yuanshi treated him like a piece of trash, while Tongtian valued him very much.

Among the two saints, Jie Yin ignored him, while Zhunti treated him with favor.

This feeling is really complicated.

Thinking of the great name of Bodhisattva, Zhunti Saint, Qin Yao pursed his lips and couldn't help asking: "Master, are you a Buddha or a Taoist?"

Bodhi smiled slightly and said, "Can't it be both?"

Qin Yao: "..."

He originally thought that the other party would say that Buddha is the Tao.

Bodhi said again: "To learn from others' strengths and overcome their weaknesses, and to integrate them into one's own, this is the way of my disciples. Therefore, you do not need to worry about abandoning Taoism and following Buddhahood."

Qin Yao's face suddenly became a little embarrassed after his secrets were exposed: "Master... you are really good at judging people."

Bodhi laughed heartily, feeling very happy: "Of course, otherwise why would I accept you as my disciple?"

Qin Yao asked boldly: "Master, what is our goal of Fangcun Mountain?"

"We have no goals." Bodhi said meaningfully, "You don't have to do anything... You just do what you want to do."

Qin Yao understood.

To promote Western Buddhism is the goal of Cundi, not the goal of Bodhi.

This person is probably one of the three corpses of Zhunti, not her clone, and has a completely independent personality.

Of course, it is also possible that they do not put all their eggs in one basket, so that they will have a way out when Western religions are hit back.

"Do you have anything else to ask?" Bodhi asked with a smile.

Qin Yao thought for a moment and said, "Master, what do you expect of me?"

“Expectations…”

Bodhi looked thoughtful and said, "How about playing the role of the founding disciple of Fangcun Mountain?"

Qin Yao nodded heavily: "Yes."

"Any more questions?" Bodhi asked.

Qin Yao: “No more…”

"Since you don't have it, then I have to ask you." Bodhi said with a smile.

Qin Yao said respectfully: "Master, please speak."

Bodhi raised a thumb and said, "Your foundation for the Tao is the Twelve-Level Karma Fire Red Lotus, right?"

Qin Yao's heart trembled, and he pretended to be calm: "Yes."

"This thing has disappeared for so long, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands. I always thought it would be in the Styx..." Bodhi muttered to himself, then came back to his senses, looked at the cold sweat on Qin Yao's forehead and smiled: "Don't worry, your master won't steal your things."

Qin Yao laughed dryly and said, "I'm not worried. I also don't think you can..."

"The second question is, do you still have any worries in your mind now?" Bodhi asked.

Qin Yao was stunned and fell silent.

After a long while, he slowly raised his eyes and said seriously: "Disciple has no more worries in his heart."

  From the moment Yuanshi forcibly took the sword away, he had severed all ties with the Chan sect. What else could he be concerned about?

"Even so, why don't the five energies return to their origin?" Bodhi shouted softly.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and immediately sat cross-legged, circulating the immortal energy in his body, connecting the energies of the five emperors of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and rushing straight to his soul and head.

Different from the attempts in the past two years, this time the five energies merged together naturally and smoothly, and the divine kingdom seemed to have been freed of a layer of restrictions, which greatly increased the tolerance of the immortal energy.

Bodhi smiled slightly, raised his hand and released a spirit gathering array, which quickly gathered the surrounding spiritual energy.

Qin Yao greedily absorbed this spiritual energy and could feel himself growing wildly, or becoming stronger, every moment.

An unknown amount of time had passed, and an unknown amount of spiritual energy had been absorbed, but the divine realm within his soul had finally reached its limit and finally stopped.

Qin Yao let out a long breath and slowly stood up. The powerful feeling gave him an illusion that he could tear open the void as long as he wanted.

"Congratulations, you have been promoted to the level of a second-rate immortal in this world." Bodhi said with a smile.

Qin Yao: "..."

He has mastered all five elements, but is still a second-rate person.

Damn it.

The false feeling of being extremely strong and invincible was dispelled by just one sentence from Bodhi.

"Master, I feel that my cultivation speed is very, very, very fast." Qin Yao said weakly after a moment.

Bodhi paused for a moment and sighed, "My disciple, you are so short-sighted."

Qin Yao: "..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. You will be unhappy if I talk about it." Bodhi waved his hand and said, "I think your sutra is quite interesting. What kind of sutra is this?"

Hearing this, Qin Yao scratched his head.

Patriarch Bodhi obtained the Great Heavenly Immortal Art from me...

And then pass it on to Sun Wukong in the future???