Patriarch Bodhi Transmits the Dharma, Monkey Scorns

As soon as Sun Wukong left the Dao Field, he immediately borrowed a wisp of Dao aura from Lingxuan Dao Field to conceal his cultivation.

With this wisp of Dao aura, even a Saint would not be able to easily see through Sun Wukong's true cultivation!

By now, Sun Wukong was no longer an ignorant, foolish monkey. He had read Journey to the West and The Legend of Wukong.

He knew full well that he was the monkey destined to undergo the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West.

The moment he appeared in the Primordial Wilderness, he would immediately draw the attention of every faction.

Sure enough, Old Ancestor Bodhi, who was in Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave, instantly sensed Sun Wukong's aura.

"What's going on? That monkey has appeared again?"

Old Ancestor Bodhi was delighted. As long as he went and taught the monkey some spells, forging karma with him, he would obtain a great deal of merit once the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West reached completion!

Bodhi no longer cared about preserving his status. He used Golden Light of Earthly Travel and arrived before Sun Wukong in the blink of an eye.

"Wukong, weren't you seeking the Method of Longevity? This Patriarch will teach you now!" Bodhi revealed a kindly smile.

"Heh, Bodhi, you old codger, you still have the nerve to show yourself? Your own abilities are mediocre at best. You toyed with me for seven years, and now you want to teach me the Method of Longevity? What a joke!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand. Having witnessed Zhou Xuan's heaven-reaching methods, how could he possibly think anything of Old Ancestor Bodhi anymore!

Bodhi's smile froze!

He sized Sun Wukong up from head to toe!

Only an early-stage Human Immortal!

Heh heh!

A mere Human Immortal actually dared look down on one of a Saint's Three Corpses, a powerhouse at Quasi-Saint Great Perfection?

He was simply far too arrogant!

Old Ancestor Bodhi's expression darkened, and his aura surged explosively. In an instant, the pressure of a Quasi-Saint powerhouse spread forth:

"You monkey truly lack knowledge. I am at Primordial Golden Immortal Great Perfection, a half-step Saint. Across the Primordial Wilderness, this Patriarch can walk sideways wherever I please!"

His tone was arrogant, his voice brimming with self-satisfaction.

He had thought that under this pressure, Sun Wukong would kneel and kowtow!

Yet what happened next left Bodhi completely dumbfounded!

"So you're not even a Saint! Then what the hell are you putting on airs for?"

Sun Wukong shook his head in disappointment, then walked around Old Ancestor Bodhi, preparing to return to Flower-Fruit Mountain!

"Pfft!"

"I was actually looked down upon by a monkey!"

"I am one of a Saint's Three Corpses!"

Old Ancestor Bodhi's Dao Heart nearly collapsed. But Sun Wukong was the protagonist of the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West, and the rise and fall of the Buddhist Sect hinged upon him. Gritting his teeth, Bodhi once again blocked Sun Wukong's path and said:

"Wukong, don't you wish to learn the art of longevity?"

"This Patriarch... cough... this old man has a powerful cultivation art called the Great Grade Celestial Being Art. If you master it, you can advance straight to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!"

In truth, the Great Grade Celestial Being Art had originally been a Great Luo Art!

But Patriarch Bodhi had deliberately erased its final layer!

If Sun Wukong truly cultivated to the Great Luo realm, then with his Innate Battle Physique, he would indeed be difficult to control!

"A mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal counts as longevity?"

"You old man really have no understanding at all. You probably don't even know what true longevity is!"

With that, Sun Wukong shot Bodhi a deeply contemptuous glance. His aura abruptly erupted, and his realm rose directly to that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Of course, Sun Wukong was no fool. He did not reveal that he had already entered the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

"What???"

"Sun Wukong is already a Grand Unity Golden Immortal?"

Patriarch Bodhi's heart shook violently. That vast, boundless mana had at least reached the Late Grand Unity Golden Immortal stage!

Who exactly had taught Sun Wukong spells?

Who had stolen Bodhi's merit?

Heaven-damned!

Damn it!!!

Back when Jieyin and Zhunti attained the Dao and became Saints, they had owed the Heavenly Dao an enormous amount of merit. Now they were using new debts to sustain old ones, and it was on the verge of blowing up!

As Zhunti's good corpse, Patriarch Bodhi likewise needed to repay no small amount of merit!

Now that someone had gotten there first and taught Sun Wukong spells, wasn't that stealing his merit?

"Damn it! Whoever dares make me, Bodhi, into a Deadbeat, I, Bodhi, will fight him to the death!"

Bodhi gritted his teeth, once again blocked Sun Wukong's path, and said:

"If the Great Grade Celestial Being Art does not suit your fancy, I also have an Eight-Nine Arcane Art here, passed down by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. If you can master it, you can cultivate a saintly body and attain Dao through strength!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong stopped in his tracks.

He knew that in this Primordial Wilderness world, there were two supreme body-tempering techniques.

One was the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. This technique had originated from Great God Pangu and was the divine secret art the Twelve Ancestral Witches used to cultivate their bodies.

The other was the Eight-Nine Arcane Art created by Hongjun!

This Eight-Nine Arcane Art was equivalent to a simplified version of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art!

Yang Jian, the Heavenly Court's foremost God of War, cultivated this very technique!

But this simplified version was not to be underestimated!

In theory, cultivating it to the utmost could also forge a saintly body, no weaker than the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

One could even attain Dao through strength!

But that was only in theory. In reality, cultivating a saintly body and attaining Dao through strength was like defying the heavens—it was difficult beyond difficult.

Since the Eight-Nine Arcane Art had been created, only Yuan Hong and True Lord Jade Cauldron had barely managed to enter through its gates.

Yang Jian was no slouch either. He had painstakingly cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and achieved considerable success. In close-quarters, fist-to-flesh combat, Yang Jian was nearly invincible among those of the same realm. That was why he bore the title of the Heavenly Court's foremost God of War—a true tiger general.

And Sun Wukong had been transformed from a Sky-Mending Stone and had inherited the will and body of the Chaos Demon Ape. If he could cultivate his body further, his strength would naturally soar!

"Old Bodhi, you're the one who wants to teach Old Sun a cultivation art. It's not Old Sun begging you for one!" Sun Wukong's eyes shone with golden light, his gaze burning.

"Of course, of course."

Patriarch Bodhi was going all out now. As long as he could obtain even a fraction of the merit, he did not care about anything else.

Besides, the Eight-Nine Arcane Art itself was flawed. Reaching the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm was already its limit; taking even one step further was nearly impossible.

Even if Sun Wukong could become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, so what? At most, he would be a little more troublesome to deal with!

With that thought, Patriarch Bodhi said no more. He pointed at the monkey's head, and as though enlightenment had been poured straight into him, the cultivation method of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art appeared in Sun Wukong's mind!

"Thanks. Old Sun will be taking his leave!"

Having obtained the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Sun Wukong turned and prepared to leave!

"Wukong, don't be in such a hurry. Now that you have gained a cultivation art, you still lack a few spells and divine abilities. How about I teach them to you as well?"

Bodhi hurriedly spoke.

At this, Sun Wukong suddenly flashed a row of gleaming white teeth and grinned.

"Old Bodhi, if the spells you want to teach are the Seventy-Two Transformations and the Somersault Cloud!"

"Then forget it!"

"Old Sun does not think much of such trash spells at all!"

Patriarch Bodhi was utterly aghast!

No matter how hard he tried, he could not understand how Sun Wukong had predicted his intentions!

But Sun Wukong was not wrong!

He had already comprehended the Law of Transformation and the Law of Space.

Compared to those, Bodhi's Seventy-Two Transformations and Somersault Cloud were utterly low-class.

Otherwise, in Journey to the West, when Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen competed in magic, Sun Wukong transformed into a sparrow, a fish, a water snake, a flower bustard, and even a Land God Temple—yet Erlang Shen saw through every one of them at a glance!

This was enough to prove that the Seventy-Two Transformations were hardly some profound spell.

Patriarch Bodhi took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and brought out the treasure he had kept hidden at the bottom of his chest.

"Who told you I was going to teach you the Seventy-Two Transformations and the Somersault Cloud?"

"Such low-class things are beneath this Patriarch's contempt to even learn. How could I possibly teach them to you?"

For the sake of merit, Bodhi truly went all out, speaking without so much as a blush or a hitch in his breath.

"Wukong, what I am going to teach you is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Method, more than ten thousand times stronger than that damn Somersault Cloud and Seventy-Two Transformations!"