Sun Wukong Sweeps Across the Heavens

Chen Dong really knows how to play. When he was in love, he wrote a book called "Immortality". When he entered the palace of marriage, he wrote a book called "The Tomb of the Gods". When he gave birth to a child, he wrote "The Realm of Immortality". Later, Dong Ge's wife covered the sky with one hand, so Dong Ge wrote "Covering the Sky". When the child was born, he found that the world was perfect, so he wrote "The Perfect World". Later, he exercised too much and suffered from kidney deficiency. Brother Dong wrote "Holy Ruins" again. . .

I'm really looking forward to the upcoming plot, please update soon.

Lao Tie, why don't you come in first and then delete the post? I'm very serious.

It's a waste of time to advertise with so few words 😰, why not code it carefully?

What's going on? . Just these few words

I've been waiting for a month and you will update a chapter?

Author, it's not easy to see that you have been writing Journey to the West for so long. I don't want to offend you, but I still want to give you some reference opinions. I read your first few chapters and felt that the atmosphere was lifeless... In the follow-up, you should add more elements such as comedy, love, and your own thoughts... Sun Wukong is not only Sun Wukong, but also your own incarnation. . . . .

What are you writing about? The latest chapter.

Please author, please post a cover, sell some inventory, and then flood the book list. It's very embarrassing for me, the old demon king who has read thousands of books, to do this.

Without saying anything, I recommend these two to you.

Lao Tie, didn't you say God's will? I think we are destined to be together. Although I want to become a great god, there are many obstacles in the way and the world is unpredictable. I want to establish a sect called Xuanjiao, which means the mysterious and mysterious sect. Why don't I come here to eat crabs? I personally feel that my destiny is what I am, and I follow my own path. Everything in this world is destined. Let me see if you believe in my destiny.

The first time you recharge, it will be given to you.

I won't let you know that I sneaked over to read your other books. How to put it (๑• . •๑) The problem is both small and big. A common mistake among newbies is to try to kill the big dragon with all the divine equipment (that is, everything is the best, outrun and defeat Tathagata). Why is it so fun to be a loser? It's so slow. The enemies come in waves. I always grow up in the end, and I am good at water and can write the feelings of bondage.

Theoretically, there are no real saints in Journey to the West. We know from the Great Recesses that Tathagata Buddha was Duobao, the deputy leader of the Jie Sect, who was abducted by the two saints from the West when they were traveling eastward to three thousand mortals. What is promised is the position of the leader of Buddhism, the modern Buddha among the three Buddhas. But according to the Journey to the West pantheon, he is the highest-ranking Buddha in Buddhism. However, Journey to the West does not say that he killed three corpses, so saints, sub-sages, and quasi-sages are all called saints. So he is at best a quasi-sage. After all, he was only a great god when he became a god. Secondly, Sun Wukong cannot defeat Tathagata. You see, his master Bodhi Patriarch only taught seventy-two transformations and somersault clouds. His physical sanctification was not achieved by practicing the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques. Taishang Laojun said, "The monkey head ate my half-cooked elixir, drank jade wine and peaches, and forged a body of copper-headed and iron-bone beards, which he refined in my Bagua furnace for seven or seventy-seven forty-nine days." Therefore, the physical sanctification of Journey to the West was the result of the merits and good fortune of the journey to the West.

It's not easy for me either. I have written millions of words about The Great Sage. But I appreciate your writing style and plot ideas... I remember I read a book about Journey to the West, and the short story between Jiang Liuer and the monk master was very touching. I am not trying to trick you, nor am I trying to show off that I read a lot. I myself also wrote a novel of tens of thousands of words and then gave up, so I know how difficult it is to write millions of words on a subject. But Lao Tie, if you write millions of words and I don't say anything about it, I'm afraid I won't be worried if you get lucky and become a great god in the future.

Come on, 🙂