Leading A Fellow Disciple Astray

Upon seeing this, Wang Mang was filled with emotion. He had witnessed the same scene he had seen on TV back during his past life.

Moreover, as Wang Mang had expected, Sun Wukong was also treated well.

Wang Mang was on the left, and Sun Wukong was on the right. They were the disciples closest to Patriarch Subhuti.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed, and Wang Mang was about to collapse. 

During this time, countless things had been happening in the outside world, yet he had been sitting here listening to Patriarch Subhuti's lectures.

Every Dao lecture made Wang Mang want to doze off, and it reminded him of his school days, and of being forced to study for subjects he was not good at or hated.

"Senior Brother, what did the old man talk about today? I didn't understand anything!"

At this moment, Wang Mang, who was sitting cross-legged on a rock in the forest, slowly opened his eyes.