Chapter 89 The Monkey King Becomes an Apprentice! Three Chestnuts!
Ma Hongjun nodded repeatedly, his face full of anticipation.
"That's right! Third Brother has never been a stingy person!"
"Back then, those magical herbs were so precious, yet he shared them with us without a second thought."
"This time will definitely be the same!"
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Witnessing Xiao Wu's reincarnated form reappear,
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin exchanged a glance.
They were all invigorated, and their eyes shone with renewed hope.
"Reincarnation...it really exists!"
Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled slightly.
"Then... then Rongrong, and Uncle Gu... do they also have a chance to be reborn somewhere in the primordial world?"
Sword Douluo nodded emphatically, a look of excitement appearing on his usually cold face:
"That's right! Old Bone must have been reincarnated somewhere in the primordial world! It's just that Rongrong…"
They both thought of it at the same time.
Ning Rongrong was sentenced to the animal realm by Yama, the King of Hell.
His joy was immediately dampened, and his expression darkened.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, forcing himself to think positively, but his tone betrayed his bitterness:
"The primordial world is different from Douluo Continent; humans, demons, immortals, and gods coexist there."
"That Daoist master is said to be not human... Rongrong is blessed by heaven, perhaps... perhaps she has other opportunities."
He seemed to be persuading Sword Douluo, and also to persuade himself.
However, his clenched fists and the worry that could not be completely concealed deep in his eyes revealed his true feelings.
At the foot of Jiufeng Mountain, in a deep pit.
Erming lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, like a dead object, enduring the rain and wind.
Only his chest rose and fell very faintly.
This proves he is still alive.
"Holy crap! Where did this dead monkey come from? Lying around in the middle of the road like a corpse?"
"You almost made me trip and fall!"
Cursing and swearing came from the air, followed by a few light kicks.
Erming on the ground remained unresponsive.
"Alright, alright, let's ignore this bad luck!"
Another, slightly more impatient voice urged.
"The Immortal of Nine Peaks is about to begin his sermon. If you arrive late, you won't even be able to find a meditation cushion!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
The two young Taoist boys, hurrying along, spat in disgust, bypassed the obstacle, and quickly ran up the mountain.
"The Immortal of Nine Peaks... preaching the Dao..."
These words, like a faint spark, fell into Erming's lifeless heart.
His previously unfocused eyes moved extremely slowly.
"To become an apprentice...to learn skills..."
Oh, right!
He came to learn skills from a master!
Just because we can't beat that hypocrite Tang San now doesn't mean we won't be able to beat him in the future!
He can't just rot in the mud like this!
He wants to stand up, become stronger, and win Xiao Wu back!
A burst of scorching heat suddenly exploded from my chest, dispelling the coldness and numbness in my limbs and bones.
The will to survive, the flames of revenge, and that deep-seated obsession surged forth like magma!
"Yes... cheer up..."
Two flames rekindled in Erming's eyes.
He let out a low growl and struggled.
With trembling arms, he propped up his heavy body and slowly crawled out of the muddy pit.
With each movement, the broken bones emitted a teeth-grinding grinding sound.
But he didn't care at all, he just gritted his teeth.
Dragging his broken body, he staggered along, moving resolutely toward the nine majestic mountain peaks.
Perhaps it was because the "immortal" from the mountains descended to preach.
What were originally nine seemingly ordinary mountain peaks,
At this moment, it faintly emitted a soft, lustrous white light.
Like nine enormous lotus petals blooming in the night, their sacred light shines upon the mountains and the world.
Erming could faintly hear bursts of excited cheers coming from the foot of the mountain:
"My legs! My chronic leg pain is gone!"
"Thank you for your blessing, Immortal! Thank you for your divine intervention!"
The higher you go, the stronger the spiritual light in the air becomes.
Erming was astonished to discover that
The internal injuries and broken bones on his body caused by Tang Sanzang's staff...
Under this divine light,
It healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the disordered energy within the body gradually calmed down.
"Truly... truly divine intervention!"
A strong sense of hope and awe welled up in Erming's heart, his desire for the Dao became even more fervent, and his pace quickened involuntarily.
When he finally reached the top of the mountain, exhausted, a wide-open square came into view.
The square was packed with hundreds of people, men, women, young and old, all holding their breath in concentration.
On the high platform in the center of the square sat an immortal draped in an apricot-yellow robe and holding a jade-green branch.
His face was kind.
He sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his appearance solemn and dignified, reciting mantras, each word like a pearl, expounding the profound Taoist teachings.
He's clearly a powerful being from the primordial era!
The audience listened with rapt attention, their faces showing either a sense of realization or delight.
Erming dared not disturb them.
I quietly found a corner at the edge of the square, sat down cross-legged like others, and pricked up my ears.
However...
Every word uttered by the deity on the stage...
He seemed to understand everything.
Once strung together into sentences and paragraphs, they become like celestial scripture, mysterious and unfathomable.
What about the radiant light of lapis lazuli, the purification of karmic obstacles, the twelve great vows...?
The more he listened, the more anxious and confused he became. He couldn't help but scratch his head and fidget, restless and uneasy.
It stood out starkly in the quiet square.
"You ill-mannered monkey!"
The young attendant standing nearby had already noticed the strangely behaving monkey.
At this moment, seeing him so agitated during Master's sermon,
Anger welled up within him instantly, and he shouted angrily.
"Our Master is compassionate and has opened the mountain gates to preach the supreme Dharma to all of you who are destined to receive it!"
Instead of listening attentively, you're jumping around and showing disrespect to your elders! Get down the mountain!
"Get down the mountain!"
"Those who disrupt the Dharma assembly shall be expelled!"
The crowd in the square was listening intently.
They were already annoyed by being interrupted, and when the boy scolded them, they glared angrily and shouted to drive him away.
The Medicine Buddha, seated serenely on his lotus throne, slowly ceased his sermon, his gaze calmly sweeping over the restless crowd.
Ultimately, the blame fell on the uneasy Erming.
"Those who can step into this mountain gate all have a sliver of destiny."
The Medicine Buddha's voice was gentle and soothing, calming the crowd's anger.
He looked at Erming and asked:
"You monkey, you don't listen to the Buddha's teachings, but what do you want to learn?"
Upon hearing this, Erming's eyes lit up immediately. Forgetting his fear, he quickly shouted:
"This disciple wishes to learn a supreme divine power that transcends heaven and earth, enabling one to defeat all opponents under heaven!"
These words caused an uproar in the square.
Who comes up here so bluntly and asks to learn fighting skills? How vulgar! How tasteless!
The Medicine Buddha, however, did not get angry; he merely gave a faint hum.
He stood up and walked over to Erming.
I raised my hand and tapped his fluffy head three times, neither too hard nor too soft.
Then, with his hands behind his back, he turned and gracefully walked away.
He stopped preaching altogether.
The crowd was left looking at each other, completely bewildered.
But since their master hadn't banished the black monkey, they dared not cause any more trouble; however, their gazes towards Erming became even more hostile.
With a cold snort, they all swept away.
Erming was left alone in the empty square, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Thinking back to those three taps on the head, I still feel a bit confused.
Finally, I made up my mind.
I simply curled up in this cold square and spent the night there.
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