Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 312, Sun Wukong: Anyway, Master won’t really beat me to death
"Disciple has learned."

Hearing this, Yang Jian immediately bowed to Jin Ling.

"How? Have you retired from the Arctic Exorcism House now?"

Seeing this, Jin Ling nodded slowly, then turned and walked towards his cloud bed.

"No, my uncle told me to take leave and wait for arrangements."

Hearing this, Yang Jian naturally replied to Jin Ling truthfully.

"Well, since it's Uncle Haotian, then this matter will definitely be arranged very properly."

Uncle Master Haotian?

Uncle Jin Ling?

Uncle Haotian?

Listening to the conversation between his teacher and the unknown white-faced young general, Sun Wukong slowly fell into deep thought.

like……

What's wrong?
"How about it? If you don't have any plans for the future, why don't you practice here with my disciples? You'll have company."

After saying this, Jin Ling, who didn't care about Sun Wukong's thoughts, continued to ask Yang Jian with a smile.

"It is an honor for me to receive guidance from my uncle."

Hearing this, Yang Jian bowed to Jin Ling without any hesitation.

To be honest, Yang Jian was originally racking his brains over what to say so that Jin Ling would agree to let him stay in the Liangyi Palace to practice.

But I didn't expect that Jin Ling would take the initiative to invite me before I said anything.

Really, Yang Jian thought Jin Ling was easy to talk to, but he never thought Jin Ling could be so easy to talk to.

"You, if your teacher saw you like this, I'm afraid he would give you a good lesson."

Hearing this, Jin Ling pointed at Yang Jian helplessly and laughed in a low voice.

"I have already informed the teacher of my visit."

After hearing Jin Ling's words, Yang Jian realized that the desire he had shown seemed a little too strong.

Then he replied to Jin Ling rather embarrassedly.

"Oh, was this planned?"

With a look of sudden realization on his face, Jin Ling continued to tease Yang Jian with a smile in his eyes.

"Ah...Master, this disciple is truly outstanding and extraordinary. Although he is only a celestial immortal now, he is already very close to becoming a golden immortal."

In this regard, Yang Jian was extremely embarrassed and could only change the subject dryly.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong, who was standing aside, straightened his chest with pride.

"Sun Wukong, you have been my disciple for more than two years."

With a smile and a nod, Jin Ling leaned towards Sun Wukong and introduced him to Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian greets senior brother."

Hearing this, Yang Jian immediately bowed to Sun Wukong and saluted.

It was a self-introduction.

"Seniority is not determined in this way. My uncle said that the three religions are one family. Therefore, the disciples of the three religions are not judged by their succession from their master, but only by the time they entered the sect."

Just when Sun Wukong was about to say something, Jin Ling interrupted at the right time.

"Sun Wukong, meet me, Senior Brother."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong bowed to Yang Jian without any hesitation.

To be honest, at this moment, Sun Wukong felt truly relieved.

Well, I just told my teacher a few days ago that I want to be the strongest immortal.

Today, I was overtaken by a junior fellow student who had entered the industry even earlier than me.

Sun Wukong, this is somewhat hard to accept.

Therefore, when Sun Wukong learned that Yang Jian had been practicing Buddhism longer than himself, he felt much happier.

"Thank you for calling me Senior Brother. I will give you a gift."

Hearing this, Yang Jian smiled and touched his waist with both hands.

"It's just that I've always been poor, and I don't have any treasures that I can show off. I just happened to get a set of gold bullets and silver bows when I was subduing demons some time ago. I give them to you, my dear brother. I hope you won't despise them."

"No problem, no problem. I, Old Sun, thank you very much, Senior Brother, for the treasure."

In response, Sun Wukong smiled and wiped his hands on his clothes, then stepped forward to take the golden bow and silver bullets handed to him by Yang Jian.

"You brat, your senior brother gave you a treasure, and you don't even know how to return the favor?"

Seeing this, Jin Ling immediately took half a step forward and slapped Sun Wukong on the back, while his eyes fell on Yang Jian.

"This boy has never been out since he became my disciple, and he has no magic weapon on him. It just so happens that I haven't given you a gift since you became my disciple."

"I will give you this Honghu Spirit Armor today."

As he spoke, a set of silver-white spiritual armor emitting a cold glow appeared in Jin Ling's hand and he handed it to Yang Jian.

Look, Yang Jian, wearing a light yellow robe and holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, probably only needs one piece of armor.

This top-grade acquired spiritual treasure containing the soul of a Daluo Golden Immortal, a swan, must be the treasure that Yang Jian lacks the most.

As for where this spiritual armor came from?
That is naturally the foundation of the Phoenix clan.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that the Phoenix clan is so cruel to their own people.

To be honest, in this world, the only major clans that hold spiritual treasures that are closely related to the dragon clan are the Phoenix and the Qilin.

Likewise, the large clan of spiritual treasures that are closely related to the Phoenix and the Qilin is the Dragon Clan.

The first calamity between the dragon and the phoenix was very fierce.

It’s just that now the three tribes are on good terms, and some spiritual treasures have been exchanged.

However, as a weapon spirit, once you have become one, you naturally cannot escape this identity.

After all, when the spiritual treasure was first refined, no one had considered releasing it.

However, compared to protecting the dragon clan, the Phoenix clan is naturally more inclined to protect their own family members, or foreign clans recognized by the king.

"Disciple thanks Uncle Master."

After taking the spiritual armor with both hands, Yang Jian immediately bowed to Jin Ling.

"Master, I also want to..."

Seeing this, Sun Wukong pulled Jin Ling's clothes and looked at Jin Ling eagerly.

However, before Sun Wukong could finish his words, his ear had already been grabbed by Jin Ling.

"What do you want? Hmm? Has your teacher been too good to you in the past two years?"

His eyes met Sun Wukong's and Jin Ling asked through gritted teeth.

Are you not satisfied with two innate spiritual treasures?
Ok?
"I want to become a Daluo Jinxian as soon as possible so that I can serve Master better."

Does it hurt when your master pulls your ears?

Honestly, it doesn't hurt.

However, Sun Wukong still moved his body according to Jin Ling's force, grinning hoarsely and speaking to Jin Ling as if in pain.

"Oh, then it seems that the teacher has wronged you?"

Hearing this, Jin Ling did not let go of Sun Wukong's ear, but changed the subject slightly and questioned Sun Wukong.

"How could that be? There was indeed a moment when I wanted a set of spiritual armor like my brother's."

In response to this, Sun Wukong changed the subject and replied to Jin Ling without any hesitation.

Well, the first sentence is to make the master happy, and the second sentence is to tell the truth.

"Among my disciples, only your senior sister has many spiritual treasures, but your uncle and I have never given you many."

After letting go of Sun Wukong's ears, Jin Ling put his hands in his pockets and spoke to Sun Wukong calmly.

"Please teach me, Master."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately pleaded with Jin Ling impatiently.

I'm not lying at all, Sun Wukong really wants to learn this skill!

"When you achieve the Great Dao Fruit, I will teach you the secrets."

In this regard, Jin Ling did not immediately tell Sun Wukong the secret of Anzhu's wealth, but with a smile in his eyes, he set a prerequisite for Sun Wukong. In this way, he would have motivation to practice.

"Master, just wait and see. In less than two years, you will have to pass on this trick to me, Old Sun."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong sat down next to Jin Ling, waved his hand, and spoke to Jin Ling in a very proud manner.

"Okay, Old Sun, I will wait for you for two years. But there is one thing I want to say. If you have not achieved the Great Luo Dao Fruit after two years..."

With his brows slightly raised, Jin Ling placed his hand on Sun Wukong's shoulder and looked up at the door frame of the Liangyi Hall.

"Master, I will hang you there, dip this ruler in the Three Thousand Weak Waters, and let your senior brother whip you three thousand times."

"what?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and his body subconsciously straightened up a lot.

"Thank you for the important task entrusted to me by Master. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian smiled slyly and bowed to Jin Ling without any hesitation.

To be honest, in Yang Jian's opinion, such a practice atmosphere is really the best.

Although it sounds like Jin Ling's punishment is severe, in fact, if you look closely at his expression.

Where is the image of the Master then?

Rather than calling him a teacher, it would be better to call him a fellow Taoist.

Perhaps, this is what being both a teacher and a friend means?
As for being whipped three thousand times?
It doesn’t matter. I won’t be beaten to death no matter what.

Just treat it as body tempering.

As for whether it hurts?
Who knows?
It’s not me who gets beaten anyway.

"Master! You can't do this. These two years are just a measure!"

He looked in disbelief at Yang Jian, who had been such a modest gentleman just now, and now was so blatantly taking advantage of his misfortune.

Sun Wukong’s whole body was numb!
This senior brother doesn’t look like a good person!
But at this time, Sun Wukong had no time to condemn Yang Jian's behavior. He could only kneel in front of Jin Ling and explain repeatedly.

"Yang Jian."

In response, Jin Ling no longer paid attention to Sun Wukong, but instead set his sights on Yang Jian.

Regardless of whether to punish or not, this body needs to be tempered.

Bones of steel, eyes of fire, seventy-two transformations and somersault cloud.

These labels for Sun Wukong in Jin Ling's memory can only become stronger, not disappear.

Besides, let’s just say, a somersault of ten thousand eight thousand miles or something like that.

How difficult is it?

To move a distance of tens of thousands of miles, can't one just use hands?

What kind of somersault is this...

"The disciple is here."

Hearing this, Yang Jian immediately stopped smiling and bowed to Jin Ling in a very serious manner.

"Relax, what kind of magic are you practicing lately?"

While raising his hand to signal Yang Jian not to be so reserved, Jin Ling casually asked Yang Jian.

"Five Thunder Art, disciples have discovered that thunder magic is particularly effective against evil spirits and demons, often achieving twice the result with half the effort."

Hearing this, Yang Jian replied to Jin Ling with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Thunder method..."

Hearing this, Jin Ling nodded in understanding.

"Master, here we have the Five Thunders Method and the Two Principles Thunder Method. Which one do you want to learn?"

As he spoke, Jin Ling raised his two hands. In one hand, there was lightning shining with colorful light, and in the other hand, there was lightning that was dark purple.

"If I don't learn anything, I will become a Daluo Jinxian in two years. If I learn Taoism again, I'm afraid I will be hung up and beaten by the master."

Hearing this, just when Yang Jian was about to give Jin Ling his answer, he was interrupted by Sun Wukong who was kneeling beside him.

Subconsciously looking at Sun Wukong who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered and shoulders drooped, Yang Jian heard Jin Ling say casually.

"Who asked you?"

After glancing at Sun Wukong with disdain, Jin Ling put his hands into his sleeves and his gaze fell on Yang Jian again.

"Choose any Dharma and learn it, and you will have a place among the countless immortals and Buddhas."

"Can disciples learn all of them?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian immediately asked Jin Ling.

"Of course, although it is difficult, if you learn it, you will be invincible in your realm."

In response to this, Jin Ling naturally spoke to Yang Jian without any hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's ears immediately perked up.

If you say invincible, then I'll be interested.

Of course, Jin Ling could see all of Sun Wukong's little thoughts.

After spending more than two years together, Jin Ling naturally knew what kind of words could irritate Sun Wukong.

Go ahead and learn, there are many magical powers.

Not to mention two years, you won’t be able to learn it all in 20,000 years.

"Disciple thanks Uncle Master for his teachings!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't hide his joy and bowed to Jin Ling.

To be honest, Yang Jian feels extremely happy now.

Originally when he came here, Yang Jian wanted to stay in Liangyi Palace in order to learn something from Jin Ling.

But he didn't expect that Jin Ling would invite him directly.

Not only that, Yang Jian originally thought that it was great enough that he could attend the class as an auditor.

However, he did not expect that Jin Ling would be willing to ask about the direction of his practice and teach him his magical powers.

Well, it is a supernatural power, not some Taoism or magic.

The Five Thunders Orthodox Method and the Two Principles Thunder Method, when you hear them, you know they are the application of the Five Elements and the Yin and Yang.

Please, who in this world doesn't know that Emperor Gou Chen Kong Xuan and Emperor Ziwei Jin Ling are best at the theory of the Five Elements and the theory of Yin and Yang?

Although these two rarely take action, when they do, they are undefeated!

What is happiness?

This is called happiness!

Happiness is what you are racking your brains to get in the last second, and becomes yours in the next second.

"Sit down. If you don't understand anything during my sermon, you can interrupt me and I will answer it for you."

Pressing down with one palm, Jin Ling motioned Yang Jian to sit down while giving Yang Jian instructions.

After all, there are not many people to whom you can preach, and if they don’t understand, it will be useless no matter how much you preach.

Hearing this, Yang Jian naturally sat down cross-legged on the spot obediently, assuming an attitude of listening attentively.

And Jin Ling's preaching voice also echoed in the hall.

While listening to Jin Ling's sermon, Yang Jian suddenly realized that what Jin Ling said was really detailed.

And it is not complicated. It uses the simplest description to explain the principles of these two magical powers.

Therefore, as Yang Jian listened, he became fascinated.

Not only Yang Jian, but also Sun Wukong standing beside him was fascinated by what he heard.

Even if there are some contents, with Yang Jian's cultivation level of Taiyi Realm, and Sun Wukong's cultivation level of Tianxian Realm, they are blind spots in knowledge that cannot be touched upon at all.

However, Jin Ling would also specifically point this out while he was explaining it, telling them to just remember it and not to delve into it further.

When you reach that level, you will naturally understand.

Well, Sun Wukong was indeed listening attentively. Although being hung up and questioned was terrifying, Sun Wukong could not resist this kind of magical power to protect himself.

Forget it, just take the beating.

Anyway, my master won’t really beat me to death.

(End of this chapter)