Tathagata Must Be Defeated

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In the morning, the broom star looked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong slumbered very **** the table, she did not wake up for a long time.

Just when the broom star thought about whether or not to give a part of the bad luck to him, Sun Wukong opened his eyes.

"Are you finally awake?"

The broom star asked coldly.

"Ok."

Sun Wukong stretched out.

He returned to the Hall of All Souls once.

As long as Zhuang Zhou Mengdie does not unravel, those butterflies will remain in the body of the deity, and the body of this mortal will not disappear. He can occasionally go back and see.

Because of this, he has not been found to have left in these years.

"You come with me."

The broom star called Sun Wukong and pushed the door of the Tibetan Classics.

"Come in!"

She took Sun Wukong and went in: "Your command is made, you can see the first layer of books in the future."

After the warning of the supernatant was lifted, it was no longer prepared for Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at the Tibetan Classics.

Although it is only a one-story building, the heavenly books here are as numerous as the stars. From the time of asking for help, asking for a divination, and then going to rest on the grain, keeping quiet, there are all kinds of types.

"Broom star, I should do..."

Sun Wukong turned his head and saw a lion swallowing the head of the broom star.

He walked over and rescued her with the feet of the broomstick.

"Thank you."

The broom star drives away the lion and wipes the slobber: "Your strength is good."

"I helped the cow to give birth."

Sun Wukong replied.

The broom star smashed and said: "You will be an administrator on this floor in the future, registering a list of borrowed books and return books."

Sun Wukong should have come down.

Later, he moved to the Tibetan Classics.

During this time, the youth and the place where he played chess also moved to the Tibetan Classics.

The Tibetan Classics floated in the clouds, and the two often sat by the window and played against the sky. The sky was outside and the scenery was excellent.

After playing for a long time with the youth, the chess skills of Sun Wukong have also grown greatly.

The growth of chess has made him a little more fun. The two of them often go for a long time, and they look down on the sunset and lead the life of the flying star.

Because the youth always brings some books, Sun Wu is grateful to him, and from time to time tells the youth about the fairy he understands.

But the younger prefer to play chess with him. What he said to him, after the left ear went in, the right ear came out.

"What is Go for you?"

Sun Wukong felt that the youth’s paranoia about Go was terrible.

"It's just a fairy."

The young man replied: "The world of black and white, the infinite universe, this is the fairy road I want to find."

Sun Wukong is somewhat incomprehensible.

"What is the book for you?"

The young curious asked Sun Wukong.

In his view, Sun Wukong’s paranoia about books is equally terrible.

"Book... probably something like a star."

Sun Wukong replied: "Things that people want to collect."

"collect?"

The youth is puzzled: "What do you collect?"

"Find the answer."

Sun Wukong turned to look out the window. In the sky, a woman was taken away by a crane.

"Look at the stars outside the window, I understand them one by one, collect their trajectories, and integrate them to find the law of the entire starry sky."

Sun Wukong said: "The more stars I see, the more accurate the answers I get. The less I look at them, the more I get the wrong answer."

The youth frowned: "What can the answer you are looking for bring to you?"

"future."

Sun Wukong replied.

The youth suddenly smiled: "The two of us may be very similar."

He is also pursuing the future.

In his eyes, the black and white chess pieces are like stars in the sky.

Sun Wukong wants to understand the stars, and he has to control the stars.

"Although I don't understand what answer you are looking for."

The young man said: "But I may be able to help you."

He felt that Sun Wukong was very talented and had an ambition to control him in his hands.

To control a person, you must pay the appropriate compensation.

“In short, you want to read more books, right?”

The young man said to Sun Wukong: "Then you will wait for my good news!"

Sun Wukong did not wait for good news, but waited for bad news.

One day, the broom star suddenly found him.

"I forgot to tell you that the new disciple will test the spells the day after tomorrow."

"Spell test?"

Sun Wukong glanced: "Why?"

"Deciding the chief."

The broom star answered.

Three thousand immortals will conduct an assessment in five years and select a chief among the new disciples.

This is mandatory, but Sun Wukong has no interest.

No one taught him a spell. He reads a book every day, but he is still a mortal.

"You don't want to participate and you can admit defeat."

The broom star said: "But you have to find a way to show your own achievements."

Sun Wukong then sorted out the notes and wrote a book.

At the time of the chief test, all the disciples gathered in one place, very lively.

After Sun Wukong recognized the loss, he placed a booth nearby and sold notes.

His notes were unexpectedly popular, and the people who bought them grew up every day.

This scene has attracted the attention of many immortals.

"What is the kid doing?"

The immortals came to Sun Wukong and bought notes.

When they opened it, they all showed their eyes.

"These notes are good!"

In Sun Wukong's notes, the understanding of Xiandao is surprisingly easy to understand.

The immortals felt a bit fresh and bought some to go back and teach their disciples.

In a few days, Sun Wukong made a lot of money.

On the last day, when he wanted to close the stall, the youth came over.

"I am the chief of this year."

He said.

Sun Wukong is not at all strange.

This time, the chief can make a request to Tiangong, which can basically meet

"I told the Jade Emperor that you can enter the second floor of the Tibetan Classics."

The young man said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was shocked, how is this guy so enthusiastic.

He has nothing to repay him.

Sun Wukong looked at the countless money around him.

"These are for you!"

He gave the money to the youth, and the young man simply took it down.

"Ugh……"

The supernatant of the Lingxiaobao Temple saw this scene with a fairy mirror, and the expression was very helpless: "What is your Majesty doing?"

The chief request for the hard-to-find, the supernatant hinted that he could quit to his own door for a long time, but the Jade Emperor became a lobbyist for the boy.

"There is a glimpse of the majesty."

Too white gold stars touch long beards.

He is very happy. Although the Jade Emperor forgot his memory, he is obviously still wise.

The boy is talented and there is no harm in him.

Yu Qing’s optimism about Taibai Venus is also a headache. He can only shake his head: “It’s worth it.”

Although not satisfied with the requirements of the Jade Emperor, at least the Jade Emperor became the chief.

As for Wu Xiang, the books on the second floor of the Tibetan Classics are all immortal books. With his cultivation, there are also few books.