Chapter 228: : The last key

Sun Wukong understood.
The reason why the broom star is on the hen's head is not because she does not comb her hair.
It is because of the natural volume.
He is too lazy to take care of it.
Sun Wukong saw all the big robbery texts on the second floor.
The symbolization of the chronology records the process of creation of the heavens and the earth. If he can fully understand it and add some previous achievements, he can save a lot of detours and find a shortcut to create a fairy.
"Unfortunately, there is a little less..."
After reading the information, Sun Wukong suspected that the number was too small, so that he could not fully analyze the symbolization of the symbol.
He searched the second floor and didn't see more comments.
"The top layers should be there."
Sun Wukong thought, when he was about to shift his goal.
"give."
The broom star found him and threw a book.
"this is……"
Sun Wukong surprised to open it, this is the avenue text he was looking for.
"Return."
The broom star chilled back and said, then turned and left.
"This guy is not a bad guy."
Sun Wu thought about it.
He just sent a comb, and the broomstick sent the book he needed. If he sent more things, he might give himself more books.
It happened that Sun Wukong’s notes were very popular. He sold some notes, exchanged money, and bought some gifts for the broom star.
The broom star received the gift, and it was a pity that it brought all the books to him. It was not related to Xiandao.
The broom star can be used to clear the boundaries of work, and will not give things that should not be given to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong was somewhat disappointed and somewhat admired.
This broom star is a talent, so alienated by the immortals of the Heavenly Palace, and can do its best.
"I don't know if I can dig it."
Sun Wukong pondered.
After the God of Wealth, he discovered a secret of the broom star.
She likes the things of Wanlingguo very much. Every month she leaves a day and goes to Caishen Island to buy various goods.
I can see that she is interested in Wanlingguo.
"Try it out..."
Sun Wukong then returned to the Wanling Kingdom and passed a secret surrender command to the Emperor Donghua.
In addition to the recruitment, Zhenyuan Daxian also asked him for a drop of blood.
Back to the Tibetan Classics, Sun Wukong noticed the performance of the broom star.
Two months later, the broom star was as usual.
"Failed?"
Sun Wukong is somewhat uncertain.
The Emperor Donghua should send people to contact with the broom star, and the broom star did not report it, and it should not be rejected.
He couldn't figure it out and could only wait patiently.
Half a year later, suddenly one day, the youth found Sun Wukong.
"Go, let's watch the show!"
He happily took Sun Wukong away from the Tibetan Classical Pavilion and flew off the Kunlun Mountains on the crane.
"What are you watching?"
Sun Wukong found that there are still many disciples who are flying in the sky.
"You will know later."
The young man led the crane and came to the East China Sea with Sun Wukong.
In the East China Sea, a huge mountain rises in the mist.
"That is……"
Sun Wukong recognized the mountain.
"That is Wanshou Mountain."
The young man replied: "I heard that the Spring Palace is going to build a primordial palace and move this fairy mountain."
Sun Wukong knows this.
The new ten-year plan of Wanlingguo has already begun. It is necessary to build several floating cities, and Wanshou Mountain of Zhenyuan Daxian is one of them.
Taking into account the importance of ginseng trees, he took the initiative to move Wanshoushan to Wanling State and transform it into a floating fairy mountain.
A drop of blood given by Sun Wukong is for this purpose.
"The land is really poor!"
The disciples of Sanqian Xiandao looked at the land of the mountain under the Wanshou Mountain and could not help but feel some sympathy.
"Isn't that a giant god?"
Others saw the figure of the giant spirit.
"Wanling State regards the gods as a coolie, and it is not the place where the spiritual practitioner should wait."
"Fortunately, we have not passed before."
The disciples have said one after another.
Sun Wukong could not help but shake his head.
He understood that the immortals were letting these disciples come to see jokes.
After watching the move, the disciples returned to the Kunlun Mountains.
The life of Sun Wukong has returned to calm.
He wants to go to the upper level of the library to read books. There are only three ways, one is approved by the high-level of the Temple, but this method is extremely difficult to achieve.
Another way is to start with the broom star, but Sun Wukong sees that the broom star is not like a betrayal, but can only choose the third method.
He began to write something on the second floor.
The broom star noticed his actions and took a look.
"what are you writing?"
"Nothing, some runes."
Sun Wukong wrote the avenue text: "I will erase it when I write it."
The rune of Wanlingguo was too conspicuous, so I tried to paint with the runes of the syllabus. He wrote it for several days, and the words on the wall were so dense that it was like a book of heaven.
The broom star does not understand at all.
She frowned slightly and felt that this guy was really smart too much.
But Sun Wukong often wrote some notes, and she didn't care too much. After watching it for a few days, she turned and left.
Sun Wukong speeded up.
He tried to create the same new spells in a special way.
A few days later, he finished.
"trouble marker."
Sun Wukong found the broom star.
After looking for a long time, he determined that the broom was not there and began to implement his own plan. "come on."
Sun Wukong came to the wall and whispered a spell.
Suddenly, a butterfly fell silently on the wall, and the entire wall shone slightly.
The text on the wall is like a life, starting to rotate, and then gradually becomes a rune matrix.
"Tibetan Pavilion, accept me!"
Sun Wukong said to the Faction: "I passed the assessment and I should have seen everything about you."
His power was projected from a distant place.
The array trembled slightly and then gradually disappeared.
Then there is only a circular aura on the wall.
"... finally opened..."
Sun Wukong looked at the aura and thought about it.
This Tibetan Buddhist scriptures is silent and open to him.
Sun Wukong tentatively reached out and his hand touched the aura, and it naturally extended into the lake.
When I took it out, a book was in his hand.
"Sure enough."
Sun Wukong was full of joy.
Since entering the Tibetan Pavilion, he has been investigating the building.
After several years, he finally found a way to get the right to use the Tibetan Classics.
At the moment, he can take out any book from the Tibetan Classics from the aura.
In front of him, there are no more obstacles to reading.
It doesn't matter if you can't go to the top layers.
Sun Wukong began to look through the books on his hands.
This is a fairy book, but when he opens, the text automatically appears.
Sun Wukong quickly absorbed knowledge.
He has got the final key.
The rest is just the time to read.