School City,The monsters are in full swing to build.。

The outline of the city is very clear, and schools are rising from the ground.

Because of the lack of manpower, many young students in Wanling City have also been asked here to help.

Patriarch said that allowing these students to build the city with their own hands can strengthen their sense of belonging. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong nodded, and then asked, "Why is it called Shanhai City?"

The name of the school city was changed to Shanhai City by Zhenyuan Daxian, which made Sun Wukong a little strange.

"Isn't it interesting that the mountains and the sea are on the earth, but it flies in the sky?"

Zhenyuan Daxian said.

Sun Wukong thought about it seriously, and couldn't understand what the fun was here.

However, he has never been very picky about names, and after Zhenyuan Daxian explained, he didn't ask too much.

"Brother Xian. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian asked, "I heard that you took Maitreya Buddha's human seed bag?"

"Nope. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head.

Zhenyuan Daxian immediately nodded: "Wise move." ”

The human seed bag is different from the general magic weapon, it is just an ordinary cloth bag.

This cloth bag is hung on the body of Maitreya Buddha, and over the years, it has become an acquired magic weapon, which can almost be said to be the magic power of Maitreya Buddha, and others cannot take it away.

The same is true for the golden cymbal, others can only use it, only Maitreya Buddha is its owner, even if it is broken into ashes, Maitreya Buddha can become intact with a blow of his hand.

"If you forcibly refine it, not only will you not succeed, but you will offend the laughing monk. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "He is the Buddha from the East, the Buddha of the future, and he is cautious. ”

"Daxian rest assured. ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "I have my own considerations. ”

The effect of the seed bag is similar to that of Qiankun in his sleeve, he has mastered this magical ability to absorb things, and he doesn't want to take it away.

The value of the golden cymbal is not high, and the golden hoop rod can break it with a single stick.

Compared with these two magic weapons, Sun Wukong has something he wants more.

He waited for a few days, and Maitreya Buddha really came.

On this day, Sun Wukong was discussing with Ao Luan in the Hall of All Souls, and suddenly a colorful cloud fell to the ground in front of the hall, and someone laughed: "Great Sage, I'm here to pick up guests!"

When Sun Wukong heard the voice, he immediately took Ao Luan out to greet him.

"The Buddha from the east has not been seen for a long time. ”

He greeted him.

Ao Luan continued to salute, staring at the round monk in front of the hall with some curiosity.

"This is the Buddha of the Future?"

Ao Luan had some good feelings.

Maitreya Buddha has big ears and a wide belly, and his face is full of smiles, and everyone who sees him will be affected by that smile and have a good impression of him.

Sun Wukong does not know many Buddhas, and Maitreya Buddha is one of the few acquaintances.

Back then, he invited the heavenly immortals and gods to the heavenly palace, and the lively Maitreya Buddha came a few times, and the two got acquainted because of this.

Sun Wukong welcomed Maitreya Buddha into the hall and asked someone to serve tea.

"The Buddha came for the human seed bag?"

He asked bluntly.

Maitreya Buddha smiled and nodded, and Sun Wukong went straight to him, saving him the effort to speak.

"What does the Great Sage want me to exchange for them?"

Maitreya Buddha is also very direct.

He knew that the yellow-eyed boy had done something wrong with the human seed bag, and Sun Wukong would not return the baby to him easily.

"I want to learn some Buddhist magic. ”

Sun Wukong put forward the conditions.

No matter how good a baby is, it is not as important as its own strength.

Maitreya Buddha was quite curious: "The great sage has great powers, what other spells do you want to learn?"

"I have heard that Buddhism has a magical power that can turn words into mantras. ”

Sun Wukong said: "The Buddha from the east will inevitably come, right?"

He was very interested in the Buddhist spells recorded in the Book of Heaven, especially a mysterious word written by Guanyin Bodhisattva in the palm of his hand when he subdued the red boy, and the forbidden word written by Maitreya Buddha when he subdued the yellow-eyed boy.

The words they write seem to have supreme supernatural powers.

Sun Wukong can also make a few moves, but it is just an ordinary Taoist technique, which is very different from Buddhism.

"Words into words?"

Maitreya Buddha thought about it and picked up the teacup on the table.

He dipped water and wrote a word on the body of the cup, covering it with his right hand.

"Come here. ”

Maitreya Buddha beckoned to the Quiet Division.

When Quiet Si walked over, Maitreya Buddha let go of his right hand, let him succeed in calligraphy, and then threw the teacup out.

As if enchanted, Shizuji immediately ran after the teacup.

Soon after, Shizuji walked in with a teacup on his face full of confusion.

"What the Great Holy House wants to learn. ”

Maitreya Buddha looked at Sun Wukong: "But this kind of spell?"

Sun Wukong nodded yes.

Maitreya Buddha couldn't help frowning, this is indeed the magic power of Buddhism.

"This is the avenue, which varies from person to person, and it is difficult to explain. ”

Maitreya Buddha pondered for a moment and said, "I can tell you some doorways, as for whether you can comprehend it, it depends on the great sage himself." ”

Sun Wukong agreed.

Maitreya Buddha then preached some teachings to him, and after two hours of preaching, he stopped.

That's the end of these words, and any more, it's over the line. ”

Maitreya Buddha said, "Great Sage, can you give me back those magic weapons?"

"Of course. ”

Sun Wukong nodded, and then asked Ning Shensi to take out the human seed bag and the golden cymbal, and handed them to Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha thanked him and walked away with a smile on his face.

"Brother. ”

After Maitreya Buddha left, Ao Luan couldn't help but ask: "Is it too cheap for him to return the magic weapon like this?"

Sun Wukong glanced at her: "Didn't you listen to what he preached just now?"

The words that Maitreya Buddha taught just now were not deliberately concealed, and Ao Luan and the surrounding immortals and fairies could hear it.

Ao Luan frowned slightly, as if he was a little confused.

Ning Shensi said: "Great Sage, that's just some superficial doorways, and it's not worth exchanging magic weapons. ”

The surrounding fairies and fairies nodded one after another.

"Shallow?"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "I see." ”

He suddenly understood the truth that the patriarch said back then that he would not meet the people who passed on the avenue.

Although Maitreya Buddha's words are superficial, but if you listen carefully, there are many doorways in it, and even he can't fully understand it for a while, Ning Shensi actually said that it is superficial.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but shake his head.

"Brother. ”

Ao Luan asked, "What did you realize?"

She listened to it simply just now, and she didn't feel it was simple, but she couldn't figure out what was not simple.

Sun Wukong nodded: "Only Xiao Wu." ”

He stretched out his hand and slowly slid through the air, and a golden light flashed, turning into a word "receiving".

After the font was formed, a gust of wind blew in the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, and Ao Luan's face changed, and he felt that a huge suction force came from the font.

However, in just an instant, the word 'receiving' suddenly turned into golden light and shattered, and the suction disappeared.

"Alas......"

Sun Wukong sighed: "If it's really a great way, I can't do it in a hurry, I have to retreat for a few days." ”

Ao Luan couldn't help but be shocked.

Just by listening to some doorways, Sun Wukong can write a mantra.

Is his perception so high?

Why are other aspects so wooden-