Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The monsters who learned the magical heavens were quickly placed in the positions of urgently needed talents.

The shortage of personnel has been slightly relieved, but it has not been supported for a few years.

"You have to speed up."

After Sun Wukong walked around, I thought about it.

He can't alleviate the hunger for talents in this way every time. He must find a way to accelerate the awakening of the Wanling people.

He already has an idea, but in practice, he still doesn't know how high the feasibility is.

At this time, Long live the Fox King found Sun Wukong.

"Da Wang, we have achieved results."

He said excitedly.

“Is it fruitful?”

Sun Wukong is incredible.

It’s only been a few days, so soon, there will be results?

He came to Wanshou Mountain with Long live the Fox King.

Zhenyuan Daxian is very interested in Wanling.com, so draw an area on Wanshou Mountain and build a small town for Long Live Fox King to test the Wanling Network.

Long live Fox King handed a reel to Sun Wukong in the town.

"This is the result?"

Sun Wukong unfolds the scroll, which is blank, and seems to be able to write the immortal, exactly the same as the scroll used to create the magic spell.

“This scroll can transmit images and sounds, as well as create spells.”

Long live Fox King explained the function of the scroll to Sun Wukong.

Each reel has a special number, so you can also contact and communicate.

This is a combination of several spirits.

Although there is no computing power described in the book, Sun Wukong is very satisfied with the results of this stage.

He also noticed a rune of a saint on the back of the reel.

"This rune is the key."

Long live Fox King explained.

The newly created sacred characters can be linked to the Wanling Heavenly Way, which is equivalent to turning the scroll into small nodes.

"It turned out to be."

Sun Wukong put up the scroll: "Can it be mass produced?"

"Not yet, the materials needed for the reels are not so easy to get."

Long live the Fox King shook his head: "You can't help us with the King."

Sun Wukong knows a lot about things, but he doesn't know much about the materials and materials that the spirits need.

Many of the materials of the spirits require the refinement of ore and scent, and the transformation between substances is also a profound study.

In the small world, the monsters have been able to create a generation of generations through long-term experimentation and research.

"We have found the strongest helper."

Long live the Fox King said, he brought Sun Wukong to the workshop being tested.

In the workshop, Taishang Laojun is leading a team to refine a special rune paint.

Sun Wukong saw him a little surprised: "How can Laojun be here?"

"These instruments look very interesting."

Laojun replied: "I have a familiar feeling about these processes, maybe I have done it before."

He and the Long live the Fox King together they studied the spirits, there is no sense of strangeness, too old Laojun's heart itch.

"Great Saint, you have to return the hidden soul to me."

Taishang Laojun said: "I want to see what magical treasures I have done in those two hundred years."

Sun Wukong shook his head, and he also wanted to return to Laojun, but there was no way.

The two talked for a moment, and the old man remembered one thing.

"I heard that you found a funny little guy in Luzhou Luzhou."

He said like this: "The little guy has a fairy, and I am good at creating."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes: "How do you know Laojun?"

"This is a secret."

Laojun is somewhat mysterious and said: "I heard that the Buddha also sent people to invite the little guy, but he was taken away."

"what."

Sun Wukong nodded. Buddha is a Buddha. Without the memory of a small world, he can predict what he is doing.

"I was the one who took the child."

Sun Wukong replied.

However, he just picked it up. It seems that something has changed in the middle of the road and the child has been flown out.

"The child is lost, and he has to go through hardships before he can become a talent."

Said Sun Wukong.

He does not intend to spend too much energy on the child, and the next life must be carried out by the boy himself.

"The Great Saint does not seem to be attached."

Tai Shang Laojun is somewhat surprised.

"The possibilities may not come true."

Sun Wukong answered like this.

He also had great expectations for another boy, but he did not sprout at the end.

Although the boy has suddenly become awake, this incident has already told Sun Wukong that not every expectation will succeed.

The key to everything is not a few people, but the heavens.

"Tiandaoqiang, one or two failures, is not a problem."

Said Sun Wukong.

Taishang Laojun saw his will and never asked about it.

But for the struggle between Sun Wukong and the Buddha, Tai Shang Laojun still kindly reminded him to be kind to Jin Zizi.

"You don't let Elder Kim Jong leave, but he is tied up. I am afraid to give excuses to the Buddha. I have to pay attention."

Taishang Laojun said.

"What tied up?"

Sun Wukong is puzzled.

"Don't you tie the elders of the golden plaque to the flagpole?"

Asked too old Taijun.

"..."

Sun Wukong decided to go and see what Zhenyuan Daxian did.

It has been a few days since the elders of the Golden Dragon were suspended in the port of Yunxiao City.

He looked at the West and could feel the incitement from the horizon.

West Bull Hezhou is having a big event.

Elder Kim Jong was anxious, and immediately found a familiar atmosphere flying over.

Sun Wukong landed in the port and watched the golden scorpion hanging on the flagpole like a cross for a long time.

"Can you let me down? Dasheng."

Asked Jin Zizi.

When Sun Wukong reached out and waved, he put the golden scorpion down.

"Thank you."

Jin Zizi untied the fairy rope on his body and loosened his hands and feet and said: "Next time I will dry Daxian here."

But Sun Wukong does not think he can win Zhenyuan Daxian.

Sun Wukong sent the golden scorpion back to the temple.

"Great, I have a question."

Jin Zizi said while drinking tea.

"what?"

Asked by Sun Wukong.

"Two hundred years later, how will Wan Ling get along with Buddhism?"

Jin Zizi looked at Sun Wukong. Although he had already guessed the answer, he still hoped to be guaranteed.

Sun Wukong chatted with him for a long time in the temple.

After this, Jin Zizi said nothing, but completely dismissed the idea of ​​returning to Lingshan.

Sun Wukong is about to get up and leave.

Suddenly there was a loud noise on the roof, and something fell from the sky.

"what?"

Jin Zizi looked over.

Sun Wukong reacted a little faster. Before the thing landed, he cast a spell on Xiangyun and held her.

"After the earth girl."

Sun Wukong was surprised to see the girl lying on the cloud.

That is the girl's back soil.

"The king, the king."

A shadow figure flew through the roof.

Sun Wukong looked at the past and turned out to be the old way of the government.

"How come you come to the mortal?"

"The girl took me."

The old road talked while letting the two virgins behind him pick up the back earth girl and put it in the ghost carriage.

"The maiden first came to Huaguoshan and asked me to lead the way."

The old road said to Sun Wukong: "She couldn't come out once, she ran to the clouds to see the scenery, looked at it, and fell asleep."

Sun Wukong looked up and saw a fiery sun through the broken roof.

Can this still fall asleep?