Little Sumeru Mountain, located in the southwest of Dongsheng Shenzhou, is not famous in Dongsheng Shenzhou. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but some of the monks and monsters around the cultivators still know that there is an amazing and powerful monk hidden in this small Sumeru Mountain. He called himself Lingji Bodhisattva, and many people speculated that he was a low-key Buddhist powerhouse.

Lingji Bodhisattva's dojo cannot be seen from a distance, only a hill can be seen. Even if it is close, it still looks like the mountain is small and inconspicuous.

"Such a hill, it turned out to be the dojo of that Lingji Bodhisattva?" Sun Wukong, who came to Little Sumeru Mountain, couldn't believe it, but he still went up to Little Sumeru Mountain curiously.

And just arrived at the small Sumeru Mountain, Sun Wukong was surprised to find that the original hill disappeared, in front of him is a mountain surrounded by colorful clouds, the rich fairy spirit continues to seep out of the void, there is a quiet Zen temple in the valley, the air is also filled with a strange fragrance, and the distant bell can be faintly heard in the Zen courtyard.

Sun Wukong, who pressed the head of the clouds, saw that there was a Taoist priest sitting in front of the door of the Zen temple, and he was busy stepping forward to give a salute, asking if this was the dojo of Lingji Bodhisattva, and at the same time he couldn't help but mutter: "The monk's Zen courtyard actually let the Taoist priest guard the door, it's really strange!"

"It turns out that the Monkey King has arrived! The Great Sage will wait a minute, and I will go to inform you of the promotion," the Taoist priest got up and returned the salute, and when he heard the reason for laughing, he turned around and entered the Zen courtyard.

The main hall in the Zen temple does not enshrine any statues of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, and the layout is simple and empty.

Lingji Bodhisattva, dressed in a bright yellow robe and dressed as a Buddhist, sat quietly on the futon. He looked like he was in his thirties, with a white face and beard, and he had a bit of a fairy style. And looking at its appearance, it is a real person. People thought that Du Erzhen was cultivating in West Kunlun, but I am afraid they would not have thought that he would incarnate as Lingji Bodhisattva and come to Dongsheng Shenzhou, and also became a reclusive monk.

"Oh, is the monkey finally here, please let him in!" Lingji Bodhisattva, who slowly opened his eyes when he heard the news, couldn't help but show a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and indifferently ordered.

The Taoist went out in response, and soon he came with Sun Wukong. I had seen the mysterious and special Monkey King of Little Sumeru Mountain before, and understood that this Lingji Bodhisattva must be a powerful person who really had the ability, so he didn't dare to slack off, and explained the reason for the polite salute.

"Yellow Wind Monster?" Lingji Bodhisattva couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Count it up, he is still my junior, the child of an old friend of mine. Some time ago, he came to me to hear a sermon. He promised me not to hurt my life, but he didn't expect to arrest your master. But you don't have to worry, he doesn't dare to hurt your master, otherwise I will never spare him. ”

Sun Wukong was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Bodhisattva, I can't imagine that this monster has anything to do with you?

"Huh.." Lingji Bodhisattva laughed: "Don't worry, I'll help you take him in." ”

Hearing this, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged Lingji Bodhisattva to leave Xiaosumeru Mountain and go to Huangfengling.

When he arrived at Huangfeng Ling, Lingji Bodhisattva first gave Sun Wukong the Dingfeng Pill that had shrunk and changed from the Dingfeng Bead, and asked him to kick it in his arms to lure the Yellow Wind Monster out to ensure that the Yellow Wind Monster's divine wind could not hurt him.

Sun Wukong did as he said, and sure enough, although the divine wind of the Yellow Wind Monster was powerful, it naturally dissipated when he got close to him.

"Sun Wukong, how can you not be afraid of my samadhi kamikaze? The yellow wind monster whose complexion changed greatly was shocked.

The Yellow Wind Monster, who was in shock, saw Lingji Bodhisattva suddenly appear, and his face couldn't help but change again, so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva spare life!"

"Dead monster, now I know that I beg for mercy, it's over, eat my old grandson!" Sun Wukong snorted coldly and started directly.

Knort.. In the low sound of gold and iron fighting, Lingji Bodhisattva then made a move, and the last one to block Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick with the dragon head staff in his hand.

Feeling the anti-shock force of the golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong, who was slightly numb in his hands, was secretly shocked by the strength of this Lingji Bodhisattva, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Bodhisattva, do you want to protect your shortcomings? This Yellow Wind Monster is doing something here, I'm afraid it will not only hurt the lives of many living beings, shouldn't it die?"

"Damn, Hmph, who do you think you are? If it weren't for Lingji Bodhisattva to help you, do you think you would have had me?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he was furious, and immediately looked at the Yellow Wind Monster with his eyes breathing fire: "Monster, what a big breath, my old grandson will try to see if he can kill you today." Look and fight!"

"Wukong, don't mess around!" Lingji Bodhisattva, who frowned and was slightly dissatisfied, and whispered, waved his hand An invisible wind stopped Sun Wukong, making him fly back slightly embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand, making it difficult for him to resist, his face changed again, and Sun Wukong, who felt frightened for Lingji Bodhisattva's unfathomable strength in his heart again, suddenly did not dare to act again. Although he is unruly, he is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart.

But Sun Wukong still couldn't help asking: "Bodhisattva, how are you going to deal with this yellow wind monster? You can't blindly maintain it, and there is no punishment at all, right? Why don't you let me beat him with a stick to show punishment." ”

"Wukong, don't think I don't know your mind. You want to beat him, but it's just to vent your personal anger in your heart, just because he hurt you with the samadhi divine wind before," Lingji Bodhisattva snorted lightly and saw Sun Wukong's face change slightly and wanted to refute, but he didn't wait for him to open his mouth and continued: "There is no need to deny it, you are a little bit of a flowery intestine, and you have to fool me." You say I'm short, but I'm doing it for your good!"

Sun Wukong, whose eyes rolled, couldn't help but hold the golden hoop stick and laughed: "The Bodhisattva is really good at laughing, how can it be for my good? If the Bodhisattva is bent on protecting his shortcomings, my grandson can't say anything, so why say this?"

"Okay, you monkey, you really don't know what to do!" waved his hand to signal the kneeling Yellow Wind Monster on the side to get up, and then Lingji Bodhisattva pointed at Sun Wukong and scolded with a smile: "Haven't you heard me say it? This Yellow Wind Monster is the child of an old friend of mine." Not only can you be friends with me, but you are also an ordinary person. If you hurt the Yellow Wind Monster, my old friend knows that he has come to seek revenge, how can you resist it, and when the time comes, will you come to me to seek refuge?"

Sun Wukong was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but doubt: "Bodhisattva, don't you want to trick me." Who is your old friend, who is so sacred? This Yellow Wind Monster is a monster, is it possible that Lao Tzu or some powerful immortal god Bodhisattva can't be?"

"Hmph! My father is not a fairy god Bodhisattva, the old son of a monster, and naturally he is also a monster," the Yellow Wind Monster snorted coldly and sneered: "Sun Wukong, you say that others are monsters everywhere, I'm afraid you have forgotten that you are also a monster, right?"

"You.." Sun Wukong glared at the Yellow Wind Monster with some shame, and then said: "Okay, then you can tell me who your Lao Tzu is, so that my old grandson can also see the real power in this wilderness." ”

Lingji Bodhisattva couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he saw that Sun Wukong was coming.

And the Yellow Wind Monster grinned with a little confidence and pride: "Sun Wukong, you can listen well, my father is a treasure hunting mouse born between heaven and earth at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth. Although my father has a bad reputation in the wilderness, he has cultivated for a long time, and his cultivation has become strong, anyway, you are far inferior. ”

"Tianbao, I really haven't heard of it, what kind of nameless person is that free immortal?" Sun Wukong shook his head and sneered.

The Yellow Wind Monster was stunned, and couldn't help but subconsciously look at the Lingji Bodhisattva on the side, his expression was slightly exciting.

Lingji Bodhisattva was also stunned, and then looked at Sun Wukong with a dumb smile and said: "Wukong, let me tell you about it! This heavenly treasure has lived longer than Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it will not be inferior to Guanyin Bodhisattva in terms of cultivation." You say, will you be his opponent?"

"Cultivation is not inferior to Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Sun Wukong's face changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say in disbelief: "Really fake?"

The Yellow Wind Monster snorted and sneered: "What do you say? You have also seen my strength and means of being a son, do you think my Lao Tzu will be worse than me? In terms of supernatural means, his ability is much more powerful than my Samadhi Divine Wind." And I'm not afraid to tell you that I have several brothers and sisters, all of whom are very skilled. Don't mention my eldest brother, even if other brothers and sisters come together, you can't resist it. ”

"Do you still have brothers and sisters?" Sun Wukong, who was glaring, couldn't help but muttered softly a little depressedly: "My old grandson has stabbed a rat's nest?"