Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The next day, Sun Wukong visited the Winter Palace.

“Reducing the performance of Wonderful Sound?”

The ancestor was surprised and hesitated.

“The fairies have been performing frequently recently.”

Sun Wukong said: "It is best to change the performance time to night, but also to reduce the number of times."

When he finished, he saw that the founder was still a somewhat embarrassed expression, and it was not strange.

"What is the difficulty of Master?"

The ancestors indulged for a moment and said: "The wonderful sound room has a good income."

The performances of the fairies are very popular, and the Wonderful Sound Square is an important source of income for Shanhai City.

Sun Wukong said, shaking his head: "Master, this is a small profit."

He believes that the founder will weigh the pros and cons.

The ancestors were dumbfounded: "You are right."

He was somewhat obscured by the small profits in front of him. After trying to understand, the founder immediately agreed to reduce the number of games.

“Now the fairies are so influential and they have to pay attention to the content of the show.”

Sun Wukong reminded me again.

"You can rest assured."

The founder smiled and said: "I have arranged, and the fairies are also measured."

The dances and songs performed by the Fairies are either optimistic and positive, or united and forge ahead.

The founder clearly cannot let art influence the development of the Spiritual State.

When Sun Wukong got the guarantee of the founder, he left without saying goodbye.

Just leaving the Winter Palace, a familiar fairy appeared in Shanhaicheng.

Sun Wukong found the past and saw the old man who was walking in Shanhai City.

"Old age."

Sun Wukong greeted him.

"Great Saint."

When the moon saw Sun Wukong, he happily said: "We have not seen it for many years."

Sun Wukong nodded, and it has been a few years since the last time the old man left.

He walked with him in the mountains and seas.

The old man is very fresh looking at Shanhaicheng.

Before he left, Shanhaicheng had not been built yet. This time he came back to see such a big city flying in the air, and he was surprised.

The original Wanling City has made him refreshed, and now the mountain city is beyond imagination.

A dragon car passed by on a distant track, and the old man stopped to look at it and felt like he was dreaming.

“It’s really changing here.”

The old man said with emotion that he had not come over for a few years, and he almost could not recognize the spirits.

There was nowhere on the roadside, and suddenly there was another ringing of the bell, and the old man looked curiously toward it.

A square metal object hanging from a tree is the source of sound.

"what is that?"

"Note."

Sun Wukong is strange: "Isn't the moon old seen?"

"I have never seen this."

The old man looked at the notes with interest.

"This is dedicated to Shanhai City."

Sun Wukong explained that for the convenience of the school, Shanhai City has placed a lot of note broadcasts.

"But this kind of sound is weakened very quickly, and the effective range is not big."

"Not bad."

The old man shook his head: "In the Luzhou Luzhou, the monks informed the lectures and sent people to go out and shout loudly."

“Northern Luzhou?”

Sun Wukong cares: "Is the old man there over the years?"

"Yes."

The old man nodded: "The Buddha is warm and welcoming, let me listen to it there, I almost can't come back."

Sun Wukong screamed: "Why is this?"

“The Buddha’s words are all avenues.”

The old man said: "After listening to those avenues, everyone can go to bliss, but fortunately, I have to add to my immortality, and I have no shavings."

Sun Wu knew it in the hollow. It is no wonder that his spy has not come to the news for a long time.

Most of them have already become monks...

"How is the marriage of Beiju Luzhou?"

Asked by Sun Wukong.

When it comes to the job of Fairy, the old man can't help but shake his head: "I have seen the Luzhou in the past few years, and the marriage line is a little less..."

Although he had some conjecture in his heart, he just shook his head and said: "Maybe I misunderstood."

The old man did not misunderstand.

Sun Wu thinks that the wisdom of the Buddha is extraordinary, and the deep meaning of all kinds of works is difficult to guess.

But what the Buddha is doing now is very obvious, that is, the Buddhism is widely spread in the northern part of Luzhou.

“Does the Buddha want to make everyone?”

Sun Wukong just came up with this idea and felt incredible.

If this is the case, then the Buddha's thoughts can be much higher than he and the Jade Emperor.

But to make everyone more difficult, they are more difficult than them.

Sun Wukong asked the old man again: "How long will the moon stay in Wanling this time?"

"It's also a year."

The old man said: "I want to find some disciples, teach the clothes, and straighten the marriage for me here."

Sun Wukong glanced: "Why is this?"

"I can't come often in the future."

The old man said: "The Jade Emperor set up three thousand immortals, and the marriage is one. I want to sit in the marriage palace and return to host next year."

There is something in his heart that is human, but in the past ten years, the Three Realms have changed.

Originally, the immortal was free and free, but now he has to preach.

And all this is driven by the great sage around me.

"I count, there are people who have a relationship with me."

The old man said.

Sun Wukong could not help but be curious, who would go to be a veteran disciple?

He followed the old man and walked forward to the front of a school. The old man suddenly stopped.

"It's here."

The old man looks at a position.

Sun Wukong was wondering, and the other side of the wall suddenly heard the sound of catching up.

"Stand up, don't skip class!"

"You are not interested, we don't listen!"

The familiar voice just passed to Sun Wukong’s ear, and a few spiders flew from the sky and stuck to the big tree outside the wall.

Then, the seven little guys flew out with the spider silk.

"Let's go play with my brother today!"

"Okay!"

Ignore the helpless shouts of the teachers in the courtyard, and the spiders jumped to the tree flexibly. Obviously, the class was very skilled.

They noticed two people on the ground.

"Hey? King!"

Their eyes lit up, and they jumped happily and wrapped around Sun Wukong: "How come you are here, are you looking at us?"

Sun Wukong had a headache, but the old man was happy.

"It turned out to be a spider, using a spider silk, no wonder it has a relationship with me."

He looks at the way the little guys are ghostly, and the more they look, the more they like it.

When Sun Wukong saw him look at the eyes of spiders, he felt that it was wrong: "Moon, you should not be the disciples you said?"

"of course."

The strange old question asked: "I see them smart and clever, why not?"

"Of course not!"

Sun Wukong immediately said.

Just kidding, to make these inferior little guys become old, the Wanling country is afraid to mess up.

"What can't you?"

"Yes, what can't you?"

The spiders gathered together and didn't even know what the two were saying.

"I want to accept you as a disciple."

The old man said: "Can not be holy."

Spiders look to the old man: "Who are you?"

The old man touched the long beard and introduced himself: "I am the red **** of marriage."

"What is Red Hi-God?"

The spiders gathered together to discuss.

"Machine?"

"It is a matchmaker."

"He has a red line in his hand that can make a blind date!"

"Isn't that brother who is not single?"

They said a pass and immediately discovered the benefits of his apprentice.

"Master."

The spiders ran over, happy to entangle the old man, and each one's eyes sparkled.

"We want to be a matchmaker."

"Teach us to play the red line!"

The old man seems to understand why Sun Wukong disagreed.