Tathagata Must Be Defeated

Chapter 230: : turned upside down

The broom star did not immediately go to the Spirit State.

She has to take her name out of the immortality. This is not a simple job.

Sun Wukong is not in a hurry to help her. When the broom star is gone, the Temple of Heaven will inevitably change people. This is not a good thing for him.

He needs a stable environment to read books. The advantage of the broomstick living in the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures is that few people usually come to disturb, and no one is causing trouble.

Of course, there are occasional idiots.

On this evening, Sun Wukong closed his eyes and rested, and he sneaked in two new disciples.

"Does this not wake him up?"

"Nothing, it's just a nerd, we can't find us."

Two new disciples crept to the bookshelf.

"Where is the practice of yin and yang?"

The two disciples found the books they were embarrassed to borrow.

They couldn't easily find the bookshelf. Suddenly one person slipped and pulled another person out of the window.

"Oh ah!"

The two fell off the cloud and disappeared.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes from the rest and silently closed the window as nothing happened.

After the lessons of the two disciples, they will never dare to come again.

The reason why the broom star can guard the Tibetan Classics is here.

Sun Wukong is one of the few people who can live in peace with the broomstick. Although bad luck often falls on him, it is no big deal to get used to it.

In this way, he has been in the Tibetan Classics for another two years.

Suddenly one day, Sun Wukong, who was eating, dropped the chopsticks to the ground.

Sun Wukong looked at his hands, and for a moment, his hands became transparent.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie's spells have weakened.

"what happened?"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, but he did not set a time limit for Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

But the weakening of the spell is also a fact, and Sun Wukong did not hesitate to start preparing to leave.

The Hall of All Souls, the Lama and the Raksha Women came to the room of Sun Wukong.

Yuxi floated on Sun Wukong and radiated countless linear rays.

"what is that?"

The Rakshas watched a light burst in the air.

"That is the wrong answer."

Hey replied.

Those rays are fairy.

Over the years, they have continued to grow, constantly groping, constantly breaking, and finally, condensed together.

The bean sprouts in the jade have grown and become a small tree.

Although it is still small, it is already a real tree.

Looking at the little tree, there are countless lights in my eyes.

That is the light of the immortal, the infinite light.

Those rays, including information that no one can understand, are very strange.

But I know one thing.

"The spirits created by the elder brother may be able to use all the words and cultures as spells."

She reached out and a rune was wrapped in light and fell on her hand.

He received the command of Sun Wukong from the light.

The woman of Luosha looked at the light on the jade, and suddenly remembered it decades ago.

Before her old master died, Sun Wukong once told him that he wanted to create a world, and that technology and wisdom became a way of spiritual practice.

"It turned out to be the case."

Until now, the Raksha woman understood the meaning of the sentence.

"Brother is coming back."

I stood up.

"Take this to the emperor."

She was happy to hand the rune to the Raksha woman: "It can help the broom star."

In the Tibetan Classics, Sun Wukong has been searching for reasons for the weakening of spells.

A few days later, the broom star took the rune happily out.

Sun Wukong stood outside the Tibetan Classics Pavilion and saw the Xiangyun, which appeared in the Chess Palace, and finally understood the reason.

"This is the case..."

Sun Wukong sighed: "You are really Jade Emperor."

Zhuang Zhou's dream of the butterfly is weakened because the lake is affected by the returning monarch, and the reflection of the dream is shaken.

The atmosphere of the Jade Emperor is getting stronger and stronger, and the strong one is incredible.

He may return at any time, and Sun Wukong has to go.

He did not read all the books of the Tibetan Classics. In a few years, he only watched 10,000 copies.

Although the contents of this 10,000-volume book are not perfect, it is enough for him to lay a good foundation and create a fairy.

"The rest of the book, wait a hundred years and come back."

Sun Wukong returned to the Tibetan Classics Pavilion and erased the aura of the wall.

In order to have a chance to come back later, he must eliminate the evidence.

At night, the broom star came back with a happy look.

"Take me with you."

Sun Wukong said to her.

The broom star looked at him with surprise: "What are you talking about?"

"You are going to the Spirit State."

Sun Wukong said: "That will take me along."

The broom star was shocked and felt that Sun Wukong became mysterious.

"What the **** are you?"

She then asked.

Sun Wukong did not answer.

Although the broom star was amazed, in the end, she took the Sun Wukong and flew out with a green scorpion.

"How two people are today."

The Guardian Heavenly Soldiers eat melon seeds to watch the play.

"Don't worry about them, anyway, you can't die."

Another Tianbing said.

It is very normal for the broomstick to be unlucky everyday. The Heavenly Soldiers have long been eccentric.

Until the next day, when someone reported Taibaijinxing, the name of the broom star disappeared from the immortality, and the Taibaijinxing rushed to the Tibetan Pavilion.

At this time, the broom star and Sun Wukong have disappeared for one night.

Three thousand immortals are in vain.

In the evening, a fairy glowed into the sky.

When Taibai Jinxing saw it, he flew to Chess Palace.

Chess Palace, the young man opened his eyes from the clouds.

"His Majesty."

The supernatant said apologetically: "You have to go the wrong way, I have to return your memory to you in advance."

"No problem."

Jade Emperor shook his head: "How long have I slept?"

"Ten years."

The supernatant answered.

"Over ten years?"