Chapter 200: : idlers

As soon as I went to the deepest part of the library, I found that it was noisy again.
A group of old people are talking about Sun Wukong, talking about something.
Of course, she didn't know that it was Sun Wukong.
"Again."
I thought about it, but I sat down not far away and cocked my ears to hear it.
"Master, we asked so much, you should always answer a few questions!"
The old people made a radical approach: "Can you not answer one?"
Sun Wukong removed his gaze from the book of heaven and sighed: "What problem?"
He just didn't listen to what these people asked.
"Why don't the monsters of the All Souls go to cultivate the immortals, but are they so hard?"
Someone asked immediately.
"What is the cultivation of immortals?"
Sun Wukong put down the Bible and asked them.
"Nature is to be free, not to worry about eating and drinking, to live happily."
An old man replied.

Is it better to solve the troubles faster, or is it faster in the hands of Wanling?

Ask Sun Wukong again.
The old people are all stunned and frowning.
Without waiting for them to come up with an answer, Sun Wukong asked: "How many monsters in the world can become gods?"
He made a few words at random, and the old people were speechless.
"The master does understand some truth."
They are somewhat reluctant to say.
"This is the usual truth, and the children on the street know."
Sun Wukong said: "How do you ask this kind of question?"
The fairy can't help but laugh a low voice. This is a mockery of the old people who are even worse than children.
These old people are scholars from several countries in the vicinity. In the past few years, they have studied technology in the library, but no one is obeying anyone.
In the past few years, many people invited Sun Wukong to lecture in Shanhaicheng. Old scholars were not convinced, and often asked for some esoteric questions to ask Sun Wukong.
Asked to ask for advice, it is really looking for his arrogance.
However, in a few years, Sun Wukong has never fallen behind.
Today, he was counted like this, and the old people became more reluctant.

How should those immortals explain?

They then asked: "They have achieved immortality, they are free, why are they so hard?"
"The immortal is different from the monster."
Sun Wukong took another book from the bookshelf and turned it over and said:

The immortals are here to create new technologies and spiritual objects, and they are proud of the results they have achieved. Their efforts will reap the respect and love of all spirits, and that love will make them more happy than free and easy.

When he finished, his mind was immersed in the book of heaven, and he ignored the old man again.
The old men looked at each other and wanted to refute Sun Wukong’s wrong words, but they could not find any reason.
They shook their heads and could only helplessly leave.
Sun Wukong is not affected at all, and he continues to look down at the book. Every time there is any technological advancement in Wanling City, he will compile a book of heaven. He hardly has to worry about missing books.
Yu Xianzi curiously looked at him. She thought this person was interesting and wanted to be friends with him.
It’s just that this person is so lonely that the two have been reading books for many days and have never greeted her. She is embarrassed if she voluntarily greets her.
She suddenly thought of an idea, quietly made a fairy law, then a small thing fell to the feet of Sun Wukong.
"He found that he should come to me."
I think so fairy.
Sun Wukong did find out, but he glanced at the things on the ground and moved away to continue reading.
"The fairy is still free."
He thought so.
The fairy is probably the most leisurely fairy. The other fairies are teachers in Shanhaicheng and actively participate in various performances. Only Xian Xianzi comes here every day.
Just looking at the book, she still does some boring things from time to time.
Would you like to find something for her?
Sun Wukong thought, still did not care about her.
After a long time, a figure came over.
"I have something to fall here."
That voice said.
Sun Wukong glanced at it and then let the road open.
"Is this guy not paying attention to me?"
The fairy feels helpless, and the result is that he has taken the initiative.
But since she went forward, she could not miss the opportunity.

This is the new ginseng fruit doll from Shanhaicheng.

Yan Xianzi picked up the ornaments on the ground and said: "It is said that the king personally ordered the manufacture, and I don't know what the reason is."
Sun Wukong did not answer.
The dragon car of Shanhaicheng is still dominated by the statue of Yiji. Just as he originally expected, the charm of his own is endless, and even the accessories with even the ginseng dolls are on fire.
"You just said that the immortals will be happy to create new technologies and spirits."
嫦娥仙子 asked: "What about the fairies of the moon palace? They don't engage in creation, why can they stay?"
Sun Wukong turned to look at it: "It is not only matter that can bring happiness and happiness to people."
The significance of the moon palace fairy to the city of Wanling is not in creation.
They are important art cradle.
Sun Wukong is very clear that if a civilization wants to grow, art cannot be lacking.
It is from this reason that he built the Miaoyinfang. Recently, the fairies have shown their talents.

Wan Lingguo provides the best stage for the fairies. They teach and educate people and show their talents. It is also a great job.

Sun Wukong said: "They also proved themselves."
When the fairy opened the topic, she wanted to talk more with him, but Sun Wukong quickly concentrated on reading the book and did not take care of her. She turned and left.
"This guy's character can be so lonely."
I can't help but think about it.
She just walked out of the library and suddenly flew a piece of paper.
I grabbed the fairy.
"what is this?"
She saw her portrait on paper.
"That'smine."
A teenager rushed over and took the portrait from her hand.
"This is a poster of the fairy fairy, she is going to perform at the Wonderful Sound."
Said the boy.
The poster is something that has just emerged. It is said that Sun Wukong was created to promote self-discipline, but the fairy tales occasionally enjoy this treatment.
"I have forgotten that there are performances today."
I just remembered this fairy.
She watched the teenager and her companion go.
"The dance of the fairy is the most beautiful."
"I have wanted to check it out."
Two young children left while talking.
Yan Xianzi listened to the joy of their mouth and felt that they were doing a very good job.
"He is right."
Yan Xianzi looked back at the depths of the library and then walked toward Shanhaicheng.
All Souls can make them happy.
In this country, their dance is no longer for the sake of a few people, but for everyone to smile.
"Maybe I shouldn't be sloppy."
I think so fairy.
In the library, Sun Wukong put away the hand of casting.
"I hope she will not be so idle in the future..."
He thought so.