Tathagata Must Be Defeated

In the forest, the foxes are working hard.

"Do it faster!"

The fox demon king took the plan and stood on the side and said: "Even this little thing can't be done well, do you still want the reward of the king!"

Zhenyuan Daxian and Sun Wukong, as well as Meihu stood under the tree to rest.

"Sure enough, it's still so easy."

In the town of Da Yuan, the Buddha’s dust was waved, and a stone table stone bench appeared on the grass.

He sat down and said: "You can teach them both skills and things, why do we do it ourselves."

"It makes sense."

Sun Wukong nodded and reached for a wave of beans.

The defense mechanism of the building node, in addition to several key technologies, the monsters can help.

"This bean flower is so delicious!"

Meihu grabbed a bowl of beancurd and sat down and drank: "Where is it?"

"Buy in town."

Sun Wukong replied.

"Heavenly Creation" records the process of beancurd, and the monsters have a good grasp.

He looked at the fox who shaved his short hair: "How did you cut your hair?"

"It looks better."

Mei Hu looked up and licked his short hair: "Da Wang, I am finally awake."

Sun Wukong nodded. In the past two years, this guy should be awake.

"I must have been cursed by beauty."

Meihu continued: "Since I cut my hair, I feel that I am more beautiful!"

Sun Wukong was amazed.

This guy's illness doesn't look good yet.

"Hey, don't say it!"

The fox demon king in the distance heard his face red: "You are going back to the original look."

Short hair is really a big deal, how can the banshee stay short hair!

Mei Fox glanced at him: "What do you know? This is also very beautiful."

She looked at Sun Wukong: "Da Wang, are you saying that?"

"Ok."

Sun Wukong nodded.

Zhenyuan Daxian eyes stunned and looked at Sun Wukong. Is there a problem with the aesthetics of the younger brother?

The fox demon king wants to cry without tears.

"Great King, you save her!"

He said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong shook his head.

Not saved, it has reached the end.

This is busy every day to appreciate their own strange people, and the aesthetic light can be improved by looking in the mirror.

Although the short hair is really good, it seems a bit strange to people in this world.

But after a long time, it seems that she will also discover her beauty.

The clairvoyance in the sky has not been working in the near future, always staring at her, I don’t know if it’s on the market.

After Sun Wukong finished drinking beancurd, he couldn’t help but look up at the position of the Temple of Heaven.

"Brother."

He walked from the port: "A group of people have invited you to write a pharmacy book at a high price."

"Don't bother."

Sun Wukong shook his head: "This is still early."

Since the hemostatic grass was known by humans, many of the sages of the sages have come to the four major ministries, and he is required to imitate the "Tiangong Creation" to compile a pharmacy book.

This is easy to say, but it is not easy.

There is a big difference between the world's spiritual flowers, the nectar, and the drugs that Sun Wukong saw in the book.

"I have to write this book, I have to learn a lot of books, I am afraid it will take more than ten years."

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan Daxian.

Pharmacopoeia is vital to the medical development of human beings, but has limited effect on the monsters of Huaguoshan. After all, the spermatozoa are hardly sick.

Sun Wukong is very clear that his current focus is on Huaguoshan, which wastes too much time on human affairs, but will delay the reform.

"But my brother..."

I frowned. "It’s not easy for them to come over."

Sun Wukong looked at her: "You have something in your heart, let's say, don't hide in front of me."

"Yes."

He smiled and then took out a book and handed it to Sun Wukong.

"This book is called "Baixue Jing", which records some kinds of herbal medicines, medicines, effects and dosages of Luzhou Luzhou. This is a boy who is desperately brought over."

Sun Wukong turned over the "Bai Cao Jing", silently recited the spell, and saw a figure of a boy who was undressed.

"It turned out to be..."

Zhenyuan Daxian also calculated the reason.

It was a boy from Beiju Luzhou. This "Baixue Jing" was the hard work of his grandfather. Unfortunately, on the way to Huaguoshan, the boy's grandfather was killed by the robbers.

Such a thing does not make Zhenyuan Daxian unexpected.

To his surprise, the boy actually guarded the book alone, spent two years, and worked hard to reach Huaguoshan.

Zhenyuan Daxian calculated the result and smiled on his face: "This child has great perseverance."

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement, then looked at him: "Do you want to help him?"

Nodded.

This made Sun Wukong a bit surprised.

He used to be less friendly to humans. Although the boy’s experience was sympathetic, Sun Wukong felt that there were other reasons.

Zhenyuan Daxian was quite impressed by the boy’s experience.

"Xiandi, the people who have been writing books for you in the past two years are in a constant stream. I don't want to postpone you."

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "It is better for you to agree, I have a good understanding of pharmacy, and can also help you compile."

"Is this true?"

When Sun Wukong’s eyes lit up, he waited for this sentence.

The so-called ten-nine-dollar doctors, the people who cultivated the Tao will understand how to save the disease, and the town of Yuanxian and the heavens and the earth together, the pharmacy knowledge mastered can be imagined.

With his help, Sun Wukong can easily write a pharmacy book.

"Well."

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Go and tell the child, we both agreed."

Zhenyuan Daxian stayed for a while before reacting.

"Oops, I am fooled!"

He found that Sun Wukong had already written a book, and he waited for himself.

Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly regretted it and smiled.

"Da Xian, this is not a bad thing."

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "You and I are working together to write books for the people. What is wrong?"

Zhenyuan Daxian thinks that he is right, and he will not refute it.

He walked out of the forest with good news.

There was a boy standing outside the forest, his face was dirty, he could not see the face, his clothes were even more ruined, and his body was thin and he could run him like a gust of wind.

"Brother agreed."

He said to the boy.

She told him that there was another immortal help.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes with joy and his eyes sparkled.

"Thank you sister!"

He quickly thanked him.

After he finished, the boy asked curiously: "Why did my sister help me?"

"Because you have beautiful eyes..."

He bent over and looked at the boy's clear and bright eyes.

What a beautiful eye this is.

"Your eyes are very similar to the wood I like."

He said.

The boy suddenly got confused.

what? Wood also has eyes?

The grandfather of Yin Cao, the Huaguo Mountain is really a magical place.