He traveled through time and became a tiger-powerful immortal, a national master of the Chechi Kingdom, who could call the wind and rain, and was respected by all people.
Sound awesome?
No. I know that three years later, the Buddhist scriptures team will pass by Chechiguo.
I know that Sun Wukong will chop off my head, disembowel me, and fry me in oil.
I know that Lu Li and Yang Li will die tragically, and I will be forgotten by the three worlds.
What's even more terrifying is that I discovered that all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are fake.
Rainfall in heaven depends on official documents, and disasters on earth all depend on the mood of gods.
Journey to the West to measure calamity is just their conspiracy to eliminate grassroots monks on a regular basis.
I don't want to die.
So I did five things:
1. Conquer the black bear spirit, nine-headed insect spirit, and scorpion spirit spirit to form an alliance of demon clans.
2. Reform Chechi's economy and secretly draw on the power of national faith.
3. Dig spiritual veins, buy rare treasures, and build yourself and your brothers into top-notch combat power.
4. Set up a great formation of counter-spirits to deceive the heavenly soldiers and generals.
5. Establish a secret sect and tell everyone that gods and Buddhas cannot be trusted, and the only way is to save oneself.
The experience learning team is here.
Sun Wukong wants to bet with me.
He didn't know that the three hundred-mile radius of Chechi Country had turned into a huge tomb.
Prepared for him.
Tags: # #crossing #brainhole #anti-routine #rise of the demon clan #witted fight
