Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 346, Sun Wukong: Who needs a stick when you can do it with your face?
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What the master said makes sense...

In silence, Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian with a headache.

Yang Jian had nothing to say about this.

Really, Sun Wukong can also say that Jin Ling is his master.

But I do have a master.

"Besides, I never said that the two gods must worship me as their master before I will lead them on their journey to the west."

Seeing that Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were speechless for a moment, Jin Ling pondered for a moment and then continued to speak to the two righteous gods.

It's so weird. It's really weird.

Ever since his teacher passed away, Jin Ling felt more and more that the world was becoming illogical.

Before, King Tang was nice to me for no reason.

Now even the gods in heaven are rushing to worship him as their master.

Really, what on earth are they trying to achieve?

"In that case, Wukong and I will call you Master."

At this point, Yang Jian didn't say anything more and just went straight to Jin Ling and said this.

"Don't worry, Wukong. If you and I don't want to be my disciples, then Jin Chanzi won't want to be my disciple either."

After saying this, Yang Jian sent a message to Sun Wukong.

"After all, you don't want to have another junior brother for no reason, right?"

Finally, Yang Jian asked Sun Wukong in an inexplicable tone.

At this point, Sun Wukong swallowed back his words of persuasion.

"Master, please bear with me along the way."

Taking two steps back and bowing to Jin Ling, Sun Wukong whispered to Jin Ling.

"I am a mortal monk, and it is difficult for me to discern danger. I have to trouble the two gods to bear with me on this journey to the west."

Although he could clearly feel that the distance between them had been widened, it was precisely because of this that Jin Ling's heart felt much more at ease.

To be honest, the distance between himself and the third-rank god in heaven was already quite far.

"What are you talking about, Master?"

In response to this, Sun Wukong instantly put away his serious look, walked up to Jin Ling in three or two steps, and helped Jin Ling walk towards the Red Flame Horse, while his face became grinning again.

"You are willing to rescue my brother and me, which is a great favor. It is naturally my and my brother's responsibility to escort you to the west."

While helping Jin Ling climb onto the horse, Sun Wukong unnoticedly pushed aside Yang Jian who was holding the horse's reins.

Holding the reins with one hand, Sun Wukong opened his empty hand slightly, and the golden cudgel appeared in his hand.

Well, relatively speaking, whether it is the Falling Treasure Money or the Soul-Devouring Needle, their effectiveness is far better than the Golden Cudgel.

After all, the grade suppression is there.

However, Sun Wukong still liked this iron rod more.

Without him, it's easy to hear.

"You, just rest assured. No matter what obstacles you encounter along the way, I, Old Sun, will use this iron rod in my hand to create a bright and peaceful world for you."

As he spoke, Sun Wukong held the iron rod and swept the branches in front of him aside.

"Senior, you are here too?"

While Jin Ling was speaking, Sun Wukong was secretly sending a message to Chi Yan.

"What kind of horse can walk from Nanshanbuzhou to Xiniuhezhou in one breath?"

"We have to go through mountains and rivers along the way. Instead of changing mounts halfway, I'd rather carry you to the west."

Chi Yan's attitude towards Sun Wukong was much gentler.

"With you here, I feel much more at ease. However, there is a gorge ahead with a little white dragon. I would like to ask Senior Brother Ao Bing to help me get a mount for you on the journey west. What do you think? I will go and tell him not to act like a demon again."

With a smile in his eyes, Sun Wukong continued to ask Chi Yan.

If he had to choose between Chi Yan and Ao Lie, Sun Wukong would definitely choose Chi Yan.

Not to mention that Chiyan was originally the teacher's mount.

Just talking about the Red Flame itself, the Dragon Clan may not be able to compete with it.

Although there are many quasi-saints in the dragon clan, there are also many quasi-saints in the three religions.

Who is Chi Yan’s best friend?

The Kuiniu of Shangqing, the Linglu of Yuqing, and the Qingniu of Taiqing.

Well, the cultivation levels of these three gentlemen are indeed quite average.

However, if Qingniu asks Xuandu for help, do you think Xuandu will help?
If Kuiniu complained to Shangqing about the injustice of this matter, do you think Shangqing would support him?
I don’t know, but Sun Wukong feels that the dragon clan would not dare to guess.

However, the decision-making power on this matter does not lie with him, but with Chi Yan.

"Just do it. It's also one of the disasters."

In response to this, Chi Yan pondered for a moment and then said this to Sun Wukong.

Anyway, I have my eyes on this position, so if Xiaolong wants it, just come and fight for it.

"Master, are you hungry? I will go and get you some food."

While nodding slowly, Sun Wukong did not forget to show his concern for Jin Ling.

There is nothing much to say. Among the protectors, I am the only true disciple. If I care about the teacher's affairs, it is natural for me to do them myself.

"Not hungry, not hungry."

Hearing this, Jin Ling quickly waved towards Sun Wukong.

"I once encountered a fierce tiger, but fortunately I was rescued by two brave men. Before I left, I was given some buns to eat on the road."

As he spoke, Jin Ling also took out two buns from his bag.

"It's a little cold, if you two gods don't mind, please have a taste."

Touching the bun in his hand, Jin Ling handed it to Yang Jian and Sun Wukong.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way."

Seeing this, Yang Jian spoke to Jin Ling repeatedly while taking the bun handed to him by Jin Ling with a smile.

It’s not a good thing, but it is the kindness that Jin Ling shows to himself.

If you refuse, you don’t know if there will be a next time.

"Hey, Master, you don't know something."

Glancing at the bag hanging on Jin Ling's back, Sun Wukong took it and tied it on his back, while taking out another bun from the bag.

"In the past, I, Sun, obtained a sky-burning purple fire in the Tushita Palace. The power of this fire is enough to burn the sky and boil the sea. Now..."

Having said that, Sun Wukong looked at Jin Ling with a smile while holding a bun in one hand.

"You can also heat up some buns for me, Master."

As the steam rose, Sun Wukong handed a bun in his hand to Jin Ling.

After saying this, Sun Wukong did not forget to glance at Yang Jian.

Is this all you do to accept the teacher's kindness?

Don't you have to give something back?

"You are truly worthy of being the Great Sage who caused such a disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. Such methods really make me admire you."

The topic was opened, and Jin Ling immediately ate the buns while holding Sun Wukong. Well, although Jin Ling felt that using this method to heat up an ordinary bun was inevitably a bit too extravagant.

But as a direct beneficiary, I am not qualified to say such things.

"Great Sage, please give me the bag. After all, I am riding a horse, so I am not tired."

After saying this, Jin Ling continued to speak to Sun Wukong.

Jin Ling felt a little guilty about asking a third-rank god from heaven to help him carry his burdens.

"Eh? It's no problem. Let alone a small bag, even if I carry a huge mountain, I can still walk as fast as flying."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately started to show off to Jin Ling.

"By the way, Master, please don't call me the Great Sage. Just call me Old Sun... Wukong, or Monkey."

After saying this, Sun Wukong continued speaking to Jin Ling.

How did the relationship develop?
That's how we got closer.

Yang Jian, who was holding a bun at the side, looked at Sun Wukong with a very unfamiliar look.

I really didn’t realize it before, is this Monkey King... so cunning?
"Master, you can just call me Yang Jian or Erlang."

While eating buns, Yang Jian also said to Jin Ling.

amount……

Is it progressing so quickly?
Looking at Sun Wukong and Yang Jian in front of him who didn't seem to be teasing him, Jin Ling felt a little confused for a moment.

However, we will have to live together day and night in the future, and it is not good to be so reserved all the time.

"If you two don't mind, please call me Jin Ling or Xuan Zang?"

"Mage..."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong looked into the distance and spoke to Jin Ling in an inexplicable tone.

"Now, thanks to you, my second brother and I have escaped from the predicament. We have received the order from the Bodhisattva to escort you to the Western Paradise. Firstly, we want to achieve enlightenment, and secondly, we want to atone for our sins."

Sun Wukong organized his words and spoke slowly to Jin Ling.

"But no matter what the reason is, you, me, and my second brother, the three of us are together. We are a team, and when a team faces a decision, there should not be a second voice."

Having said that, Sun Wukong stopped and turned to look at Jin Ling.

"Of course, you may think that you are just an ordinary person, and it is not right for you to point fingers at me and my second brother, who are righteous gods in heaven."

"But you should know that my second brother and I are guilty, and the process of my second brother and I escorting you to the West is also a kind of practice for my second brother and me."

"For you, as a mortal, how to discipline my second brother and I, two Daluo Jinxian, is a form of practice."

"But following you and learning your way of dealing with people is also a kind of practice for me and my second brother."

"That's why when I first met you, Master, I wanted to become your disciple. It's not because I'm a disrespectful person, but because I will definitely learn a lot from you."

"Of course, Master, your concerns are also very necessary. Therefore, I am no longer obsessed with worshipping you as my master, but I still have to perform the fundamental etiquette of a disciple to you."

"Now, as you said, I will call you by your name, but I dare not do so."

As he spoke, Sun Wukong bowed to Jin Ling again.

Not to mention that Jin Ling was his mentor who taught him and answered his questions.

In just less than half a day today, Sun Wukong has already learned a lot from Jin Ling.

Well, in just half a day, Jin Ling's image has become three-dimensional in Sun Wukong's mind.

Be low-key and introverted, and put yourself in just the right position.

is this okay?

That's fine.

Like now, Jin Ling faced himself and Yang Jian with the attitude that a mortal should have when facing a god.

However, can this deny the fact that Jin Ling has the ability to restrain himself and Yang Jian?
The tight hoop on his head and the forbidden hoop on Yang Jian's head are not just for decoration.

Therefore, from a realistic point of view, Jin Ling at this moment is just a mortal who is powerless.

However, his current status is higher than both himself and Yang Jian.

However, at this time, Jin Ling put himself in a position lower than himself and Yang Jian.

In this way, the greatest space is left for affection.

Apart from anything else, the fact that Jin Ling's words and actions fully demonstrated his respect for himself and Yang Jian at least made himself and Yang Jian feel very comfortable.

After all, they kept calling him a Great Sage and a True Lord, but never mentioned a single word about the identity of the Sinful Immortal.

Who wouldn't be confused after hearing this?!
And applying this way of dealing with the world to yourself is also very useful.

After all, as Jin Ling's disciple, he was not of high generation, but he had many uncles, and among these uncles, many were far inferior to him in both strength and connections.

Ok……

If we apply the teacher's case, it might be more appropriate.

My own teachers and uncles are everywhere. Apart from those saints, let’s just talk about the quasi-saints.

How many of them are rivals of their own teacher?
All in all, Hou Tu is the only one who can give the teacher a headache by relying on reincarnation.

But it was just a headache.

After all, even if it was Hou Tu, if his teacher really wanted to control the witch clan, then the remaining eleven ancestor witches would be powerless.

The underworld can certainly provide them with shelter, but if a real confrontation comes, you will wonder whether they dare to leave the underworld.

By then, we can slowly find some other ways to dig out the roots of the underworld, which will not be impossible to do.

After all, reincarnation is not easy, but there are a lot of immortals who can guide the souls of the dead to reincarnation.

As long as the spiritual stones are provided, not a single soul can be guaranteed to go to the underworld.

Therefore, as long as you know your own value and others know it, that’s enough.

But there is no need to put on any special display.

If you are strong enough, no one will dare to look down on you even if you say nothing.

But if you are not strong enough, no one will respect you even if you speak out.

Therefore, fighting for life and death is nothing but a helpless act.

Using a gentler way to utilize the power of others to accomplish your own things is the real skill.

Relatively speaking, what harm can there be in bending down, saluting, and calling them uncles or aunts?

The more affection counts, the smaller the stakes will naturally be.

Be like a teacher and make as many friends as possible. That way, where you want to go and what you want to do is just a matter of a word.

In a word, why use a stick to do something you can do with your face?

"Wukong?"

Seeing this, Jin Ling's expression changed slightly. He dismounted from his horse, came in front of Sun Wukong and called out tentatively.

"The disciple is here."

In response, Sun Wukong simply bowed to Jin Ling again with a smile in his eyes.

“It’s really hard to imagine that with Wukong’s character, he would be pressed under this mountain for hundreds of years.”

Really, as of now, Jin Ling has a really good impression of Sun Wukong.

What he said is also very reasonable.

(End of this chapter)