Ao Luan signed the name of Sun Wukong on the document.

After signing it, she realized that she had written it wrong.

Ao Luan crumpled up the papers and threw them away, then got up and walked to the window to look up at the sky, and let out a long sigh.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have changed him......"

Ao Luan thought to himself.

If it doesn't change, you don't have to think about it day and night.

"The two kings have made a mistake again. ”

A tiger demon looked at Ao Luan: "It's been a few days, what's wrong with her?"

"I don't know. ”

The other monsters also wondered in their hearts: "Since the Qingxiao Festival, the two kings have been distracted. ”

"I've heard of that. ”

The jade shrimp palace maid said: "The king has revealed his transformation at the Qingxiao Festival, and the banshees of the Transmission Hall have been talking about it recently!"

"Transfiguration?"

The monsters immediately asked, "What does the king look like after he transforms?"

"I don't know, there is no portrait. ”

The jade shrimp palace maid replied: "I just heard from the fairies of Chang'e in the Transmission Hall that the king's transformation is really said to be the descendation of Tianzun, noble and Qinghua." “

"Fairy Chang'e said that?"

The monsters were shocked.

Tianzun descended, noble Tsinghua...... What does that look like?

"I heard that the king has changed shape, what does he look like?"

After the event, many of the monsters outside were also asking curiously.

"It is said that he looks like Tianzun. ”

Some youkai replied.

The rest of the youkai were startled.

"Have you heard of it? The king looks like a Tianzun after his transformation!"

"What!?"

"What does Tianzun look like?"

"It must be a dignified complexion, not angry and arrogant. ”

Before they knew it, the monsters were spreading word of mouth, and the news soon spread throughout the entire City of All Souls.

"Have you heard, the Great Sage looks terrifying after his transformation!"

"I heard that his face is full of scars, and he is full of murderous energy!"

"Isn't that even more terrifying than the Bear Demon King!"

A few days later, the entire City of All Souls was full of discussions, and there were thousands of theories about Sun Wukong's appearance, which had evolved into unimaginable.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong is only one of the many topics after the banquet, and the most talked about by the monsters is naturally the dance of the Chang'e fairies.

The beauty of the dance made them feel a spiritual shock that they had never felt before.

This time, the carnival was lively, so that most of the youkai were at ease.

In any case, there is food and drink in Wanling City, and now there are still listening and watching, after all, it is much more exciting than the barren mountains and mountains outside.

After that, some sporadic monsters wanted to leave, as long as they didn't form gangs and affect the overall situation, Sun Wukong didn't suppress them all.

It's just that when he finds a guy who wants to fan the flames, he will still teach them a lesson, pluck their hair, and hang them on the high ground of Wanling City to dry for a few days.

Under both soft and hard measures, by the end of this year, Wanling City had basically stabilized.

At the beginning of the new year, Wanling City held its annual summary as usual.

The year's goals were achieved, the population was far ahead of expectations, and the only thing that was missing was that trade with the outside world did not increase much.

Ao Luan had already put away his mind at this time and apologized to Sun Wukong.

"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault. ”

Sun Wukong rejected her apology.

Trade did not develop as expected, mainly because the population of All Souls City had increased dramatically, and the production of spiritual objects was not enough to digest internally.

Take the musical note, for example, it caused more repercussions in the City of All Souls than anyone expected.

By the end of the year, 200,000 copies of the notes had been sold, and the production of the notes could not even keep up with the demand of the City of All Souls itself, so it was naturally impossible to trade with foreign countries.

At the end of the year, the monsters of All Souls City also regarded the musical note as a new greeting.

All in all, the stagnation of trade has little to do with Ao Luan.

Sun Wukong comforted her a few words, and he still gave a high evaluation of the achievements of the past year.

Subsequently, when the spring of the third year came, Sun Wukong once again sent four great sages of the demon world to collect the monsters.

With the lessons learned from last year, this time they developed a headcount plan for each quarter.

The rest of the work was also carried out in an orderly manner under the leadership of the immortals.

The City of All Souls was shrouded in an atmosphere of prosperity.

In this season when the flowers are in full bloom, Yue Lao set off from Dongsheng Shenzhou and came to the Land of All Souls again.

He met Sun Wukong, who was discussing with the Bodhi Patriarch in the Hall of All Souls.

Seeing Sun Wukong after a year, Yue Lao was startled.

"Great, great sage, you ......"

His eyes widened and his voice stammered.

Sun Wukong looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with me?"

"Why are you like a dumpling?"

Yue Lao looked at it for a long time before he said it.

Sun Wukong has countless red threads around him, and from a distance, he is about to be wrapped into a zongzi.

However, after a closer look, Yue Lao noticed that none of the red lines touched him.

Sun Wukong's immortal aura lingered, there was not the slightest flaw in his body, and all the red threads failed to touch him - most of them were looming, and it was obvious that it was just a momentary love, and it would soon disappear.

Yue Lao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Good boy, why did he provoke so much affection. ”

Yue Lao thought, that is not an ordinary person's red line, it must be a fairy.

can make the fairy move his heart, and I don't know what Sun Wukong has done this year.

"The Great Sage. ”

Yue Lao no longer mentioned this topic, but arched his hand and said: "I look at many young people in Wanling City, there are many people who are just starting to love, and their marriage is prosperous, and they want to live here for half a year." ”

"No problem. ”

Sun Wukong immediately agreed.

He talked to Yue Lao for a few words, and he was about to meditate and enlighten the Tao, so he asked the patriarch to send Yue Lao out to settle down.

"After a year, the Great Sage's Dao heart seems to be getting more and more stable. ”

On the way, Yue Lao said thoughtfully.

Patriarch Bodhi glanced at him and knew that Yue Lao couldn't see through Sun Wukong's truth, but his intuition was sensitive.

A thought flashed through the patriarch's heart, and he said with a smile: "I have preached to him these days, and his heart of the Great Dao has been reborn. ”

"It's been just two years. Yue Lao said in surprise: "There is such a big change?"

"He came to me to learn the arts. ”

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head: "The time I really taught him was less than ten years. ”

Yue Lao was stunned.

"Is that true?"

"That somersault cloud, even if it is an immortal, it is difficult to learn it in a few years, but he only learned it in one night. ”

The patriarch said: "He is a genius born by heaven and earth, and his talent at this time has not decreased by any compared to that time. ”

Speaking of which, he was also a little incredible.

After ordinary people learn the Great Dao, their learning ability will be reduced - but it can't be seen in Sun Wukong.

He has devoted himself to studying in the past two years, and now he has mastered so many Dao techniques that he has searched all over the Three Realms, and I am afraid that few people can compare with him.

However, to the extent of Sun Wukong, the number of Taoist techniques is no longer important.

The important thing is the immortal magic that is intolerable to those ghosts.

But the patriarch had nothing more to teach him.