Tathagata Must Be Defeated

He signed the name of Sun Wukong on the document.

After signing, she found herself writing the wrong one.

I smashed the files into a ball and threw them away. Then I got up and went to the window and looked up at the sky, sighing long.

"I don't know if he changed him..."

I thought about it.

If you don't change, you don't have to think about it like this.

"The two kings made mistakes again."

A tiger demon looked at him: "It has been several days. What happened to her?"

"I do not know."

Other monsters are also strange in their hearts: "Since the Qing Dynasty, the two kings have been defying."

"I have heard this about it."

The jade shrimp lady said: "The king revealed the shape of the form at the Qing Dynasty event. Recently, the banshees of the Transfiguration Hall are talking about it!"

"Formation?"

The monsters immediately questioned: "What does it look like after the king's transformation?"

"I don't know, there is no portrait."

The jade shrimp lady replied: "It’s just a matter of listening to the fairy goddess of the temple. The state of the king’s transformation is what Tianru is born to, and noble and pure."

"What did the fairy say?"

The monsters were shocked.

Heavenly admiration, noble Tsinghua... What exactly is it like?

"I heard that the king has changed shape and looks like?"

After the event, many outside monsters were also curious to ask.

"It is said to look like Tianzun."

Some monsters answered.

The rest of the monsters were shocked.

"Is it heard? Did you look like Tianzun after the formation of the king!"

"what!?"

"What is Tianzun like?"

"That must be a majestic look, not angry."

Unconsciously, the monsters passed on the word, and the news spread quickly throughout the city of All Souls.

"Have you heard that it is scary after the big sanctification!"

"I heard that it was a knife, and it was murderous!"

"That is not more horrible than the bear devil!"

A few days later, there was a lot of discussion in the whole of All Souls. There were thousands of sayings about Sun Wukong's appearance, which had evolved into unimaginable.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong is just one of the many topics after the banquet. The most talked about by the monsters is naturally the dance of the fairy tales.

The beauty of the dance makes them feel the shock of the soul that has never been seen before.

This time the carnival is so busy that most of the monsters are relieved.

In any case, there is food and drink in All Souls, and now there is still listening and seeing, after all, it is much more wonderful than the wilderness of the wilderness.

After that, some sporadic monsters want to leave, as long as they do not pull the gang, affecting the overall situation, Sun Wukong did not suppress.

It’s just that when you find someone who wants to ignite, he will still take the lesson, pull out the hair, and hang them in the heights of All Souls for a few days.

Under the combination of soft and hard, by the end of the year, Wanling City has basically stabilized.

At the beginning of the new year, Wanling City carried out an annual summary as usual.

The progress of various goals in this year has been completed, and the population has far exceeded expectations. The only thing that is almost inconsistent is that the trade with the outside world has not increased much.

At this time, I have already gathered my mind and apologized to Sun Wukong.

"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault."

Sun Wukong refused her apology.

The trade did not achieve the expected development, mainly because the population of Wanling City increased sharply, and the output of spiritual things was not enough for internal digestion.

Take notes as an example. The response it caused in All Soulstown exceeded all expectations.

By the end of the year, the notes had been sold for 200,000 copies, and the production of notes could not even keep up with the needs of Wan Lingcheng itself. Naturally, there was no way to trade abroad.

At the time of the year, the monsters of All Souls also regarded the notes as a new greeting.

All in all, the stagnation of trade has little to do with peace.

Sun Wukong appeased her a few words, and he still gave a high evaluation of the results of the past year.

Then, the spring of the third year, Sun Wukong once again sent four demon kings to gather the monsters.

With the lessons of last year, this time they have developed a plan for the number of people in each quarter.

The rest of the work is also carried out in an orderly manner under the leadership of the immortals.

The City of All Souls is enveloped in a thriving atmosphere.

In the season when the flowers bloom, the old man starts from Dongsheng Shenzhou and comes to Wanling Country again.

In the Hall of All Souls, he saw Sun Wukong who was talking with the Bodhi ancestors.

After seeing Sun Wukong in a year, the old man was shocked.

"Great, great, you..."

His eyes widened and his voice stuttered.

Sun Wukong looked strangely: "What happened to me?"

"How do you feel like a blind man?"

After watching the old man for a long time, he said it.

Sun Wukong has a lot of red lines entangled in his body. When he looks far away, he is wrapped up in a scorpion.

But when you look closely, the old man noticed that the red lines did not touch him.

Sun Wukong was stunned, and there was no flaw in his body. All the red lines failed to meet him. Most of them were looming. It was obvious that it was only a moment of love and would soon disappear.

The old man was relieved.

"Hey, how did he get so much love?"

The old man thought, it is not the red line of ordinary people, it must be a fairy.

Can let the fairy move the heart, do not know what Sun Wukong did this year.

"Great Saint."

The old man no longer mentions this topic, but instead says, "I look at many young people in Wanling City. There are many people who have a lot of love in the beginning, and they want to live here for the first half of the year."

"no problem."

Sun Wukong immediately agreed.

He talked with the old man a few words, and he had to meditate and enlighten, and he asked the ancestors to send the old man out to settle down.

"After a year, the heart of the Great Saint seems to be getting stronger."

On the road, the old man said thoughtfully.

The Bodhi ancestors glanced at him and knew that the old man could not see the truth of Sun Wukong, but he was intuitively sensitive.

The ancestors flashed their thoughts and smiled: "I have preached to him these days, and his heart has been reborn."

“The district is two years old.” The old man said with amazement: “Is there such a big change?”

"He came to me to study art."

The Bodhi ancestors shook his head: "I really taught him time, but less than ten years."

The old man was stunned.

"Is this true?"

"That's the cloud, even if it's a fairy, it's hard to learn for years, but he only learned it in one night."

The founder said: "He is a genius born in the world. At this time, the talent is not reduced compared with that at that time."

Having said that, he is also incredible.

After the ordinary people learn the avenue, the learning ability will be reduced on Sun Wukong but they can't see it.

He has been studying hard for two years, and now he has mastered many Taoism and searched the Three Realms. I am afraid that few people can match it.

However, to the extent of Sun Wukong, the number of Taoism is not important.

What is important is the magical powers of those ghosts.

This ancestor has no more to teach him.