I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The Buddha said that liberation is never done with a single knife and given away to Samsara.

The Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, and it is by no means to avoid suffering and die.

The Buddha wants to suffer for all living beings, mourn for all living beings, make a compassionate voyage to Purdue, cross the vast Sea of ​​Bitterness, and reach the other shore of bliss.

Chen Luo watched the bubbles bursting and being reborn one by one in front of him, forcing himself to calm down and analyze the current situation.

First of all, what is certain is that even if Bodhisattva makes a move, it will not make him feel like a mortal like now. There is only one answer-the power of the ancient Heavenly Dao rules!

The River of Forgetfulness is a regular Minor World formed by ancient Heavenly Dao fragments, and it is not uncommon for this Minor World to possess the authority of Heavenly Dao suppression.

But when the ancient Heavenly Dao was complete, the human beings had to trace back to the Wu Clan before the Yao Clan. At that time, the Buddha had not yet been born, and Buddhism did not exist.

So the goose city that appeared in River of Forgetfulness this time, and the suffering of all beings manifested in various specific events, can only be caused by the Buddhist principles infecting River of Forgetfulness.

Lin Huang's Dao of Life and Death does not make a move, and Posuo Pure Land has no Dao at all, so the target of the shot is very clear-the White Lotus Demon Buddha who masters the Samsara Dao of Buddhism!

You don't need to think about it, once the rules of the River of Forgetfulness become the shape of the white lotus pure land, it will be absorbed by the Buddhist Samsara Avenue, so as to make up for the previous losses, catch up with the Linhuang Avenue of Life and Death, and continue to compete for the Netherworld.

"So... are we late?" Chen Luo murmured.

The current situation is very clear, he has fallen into the rules of the River of Forgetfulness interfered by the White Lotus Demon Buddha.

The key now is how to break the situation, and even turn the customer into the main!

Chen Luo looked around the space he was in, and because of the lack of telepathy, he couldn't find anything. In front of my eyes, there are only those who are shattered and born one by one.

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and pointed at one of the newly born bubbles.

When Chen Luo's finger touched it, the bubble immediately shattered, and a strange force emanated from the bubble, directly enveloping Chen Luo.

Then, as soon as Chen Luo's eyes went dark, he felt that his body was constantly falling, and there seemed to be various sounds surrounding his ears. When the last cry of a baby sounded, Chen Luo felt that his own body finally stood firm.

He opened his eyes and saw the bustling streets in front of him.

It's Goose City again!

...

"Sure enough, I'm in the bubble now." Chen Luo frowned, and when he was about to think, suddenly there was the sound of a gong beating behind him.

Chen Luo turned his head, and saw not far from the street, there was a procession of honor guards, in the middle of which was a large red sedan chair, with three classes of yamen servants clearing the way in front, accompanied by the county magistrate in blue official robes.

"Oh, it's the old man of the Zhao family! I didn't expect to come back so soon."

"That's right, that's a second rank official. This is the biggest official in our Goose City."

"In the future, if we are bullied, there will be a place to sue!"

"Yes, yes, they are all fellow villagers. The old man must be thinking about us than the county magistrate."

Chen Luo was taken aback when he heard the discussions around him.

Is that "Grandpa"?

It doesn't make sense for me to still stand here in a daze!

Chen Luo quickly found a clothing store on the street, went in and found a bronze mirror, and took a picture of himself.

In the mirror, it is not the appearance of the official Young Master that he saw every time he changed clothes, nor the appearance of the child after picking up the copper coins, but Chen Luo himself!

This time, Chen Luo is Chen Luo, without the identity in Goose City!

"So, I am not from this dream world now!" Chen Luo's eyes lit up, "I am myself!"

"Every time I woke up before, it was the second day when 'Grandpa' returned home. Now the time has moved forward." Chen Luo thought to himself, "I jumped out of the 'day' when all kinds of sufferings coexist..."

"Does this mean that I am no longer a chess piece on the chessboard, but a chess player?"

The more Chen Luo thought about it, the more he felt that there was no problem with this judgment. Every time he woke up before, he had his own identity. From the perspective of Buddhism, it was "karma".

But now, he came to this bubble world as his true self, and he was not in the Samsara of the bubble world.

In other words, he is now on an equal footing with the Bailian Pure Land that infects the River of Forgetfulness and creates these bubble worlds.

The battle for the River of Forgetfulness begins again!

But how did Chen Luo get this qualification?

"Eight spice soup!" Chen Luo's eyes lit up!

...

Take a look at what happened before.

First of all, every time Chen Luo wants to drink soup, there will be "can't ask for it" to hit him and make him unable to drink it.

Why can't I ask for it?

If you want to wake up, you can't ask for it!

If he thought that the "seven bitternesses" were the correct truth before, then it was the correct behavior not to let him drink the Eight Fragrance Soup. On the contrary, these seven sufferings are a trick of the White Lotus Demon Buddha, so not letting him drink the Baxiang Soup is actually the Demon Buddha's principles preventing him from regaining his sobriety!

But in the end, Chen Luo still drank eight spice soup.

Still twice!

For the first time, Chen Luo turned into a child, drank a bowl of Baxiang soup, and returned to the identity of the original wealthy Young Master after the world was broken.

The second time, Chen Luo drank a bowl of Baxiang soup as a young master of a wealthy family, and then entered that space, thus discovering the truth of the current River of Forgetfulness.

Afterwards, he re-entered the world of bubbles and became an outsider. At the same time, he changed from a chess piece to a chess player.

I used to be too obsessed with pursuing the specific events of the seven sufferings of "birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, failure to get what I want, meeting resentment and hatred", but I fell into a trap.

No matter how well you do within the rules, what you solve will always be the problems within the rules, not the rules themselves!

And this eight-spice soup seems to be the key to unlock another set of rules!

...

Chen Luo skillfully found the store of Baxiangtang. At this moment, he saw the shopkeeper of Baxiangtang coming out of it, and wrote the word "recruitment" on a wooden board at the door.

Chen Luo hurried forward and said hello: "Shopkeeper, are you recruiting? Do you think I can do it?"

The shopkeeper turned his head and glanced at Chen Luo, and said with a smile, "Okay, why not?"

"But it's agreed, the salary will be settled monthly, three taels of silver. You must stay in the shop after dark, and you are not allowed to go out."

Hearing this, Chen Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when the shopkeeper said the phrase "you must stay in the store after dark".

It's really weird!

...

Soon, there was an extra waiter in the Baxiangtang restaurant.

Until this time, Chen Luo discovered that the back kitchen he saw when he came here a few times before was actually an empty room. On the wall at the back of this room, there is a small window that leads to no one knows where, but as long as an empty bowl is placed on it, a bowl of fresh and fragrant eight-spice soup will soon be created out of thin air.

This is not surprising, what is even more strange is that none of the customers who came to the Baxiang soup shop drank the soup.

Most of them smelled the smell of Eight Fragrance Soup, and then showed a satisfied expression, then dropped a copper coin, got up and left.

"Shopkeeper, why don't they drink it?" Taking advantage of the lack of people, Chen Luo asked the shopkeeper, "Is the taste of our Baxiang soup wrong?"

The shopkeeper stopped his hand with the abacus in his hand: "Why don't you drink it? Didn't they drink it?"

Chen Luo froze for a moment, turned around, and saw that the bowl on the table was empty.

Fuck!

Chen Luo kept an eye out, and the next time he served the soup, he kept staring at it.

Sure enough, the guest just smelled it for a long time, then put down the copper coins, got up and left.

But just after the customer got up and left, the eight-spice soup began to drop slowly, and when the customer walked out of the shop, there was no drop left in the bowl of eight-spice soup!

Chen Luo looked at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper seemed to be taking everything for granted, just bowing his head to sort out the books.

Before Chen Luo could ask any more questions, a new guest came in, and Chen Luo rushed to greet him.

...

A busy day has just passed.

At this time, the sky is getting dark.

Chen Luo looked at the sky, wondering if it was about to start raining.

At this time, the shopkeeper suddenly said: "Xiao Chen, close the door!"

"The boss said, no business after the evening!"

"Boss?" Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, he always thought that the shopkeeper was the owner of Baxiangtang.

But following the shopkeeper's order, Chen Luo hurriedly went to lock the door.

Just as Chen Luo locked the door, he saw a small water stain on the street outside.

Then, there were more and more water spots.

It's raining!

Chen Luo was standing in front of the door, looking out through the door and window.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and in the end, it seemed to turn into a torrential rain. In the heavy rain, Chen Luo seemed to hear a strange roar. Immediately afterwards, the sky turned dark, as if entering the night directly.

However, Chen Luo didn't see the monster again!

Back in the hall, Chen Luo sat on a chair and was about to think about it when the shopkeeper brought a bowl of eight-spice soup in front of him.

"Come, take a sip." The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face, "You did a good job!"

Chen Luo thanked him, looked at the Eight Fragrance Soup in front of him, took a deep breath, and immediately felt a strange aroma.

Picking up the soup bowl, Chen Luo took a sip. The eight-spice soup entered the mouth, and the small mouthful seemed to turn into a thousand miles of ocean, rushing directly into Chen Luo's belly. Nostrils rushed into Chen Luo's mind, Chen Luo couldn't help but froze, and suddenly a picture appeared in his mind, and the memory was tumbling...

...

"The Nether has strangely restricted access, so you can't enter too many people at one time." Lin Huang looked at Chen Luo and said, "Hundred Questions King Li Yuanfang happened to be nearby, and I have ordered him to protect you in!"

"Besides, because it was the White Lotus Pure Land that attracted the power of Heavenly Dao to open the River of Forgetfulness, the Posah Pure Land also sent a group of Bodhisattva to go with you!"

"Apricot"

"If you are in danger, your own safety is the most important thing."

Chen Luo nodded: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you with the rules of River of Forgetfulness!"

After speaking, Chen Luo turned around and left the palace.

...

Feeling the aroma of the eight-spice soup in his mouth, Chen Luo blinked his eyes: That scene just now was...the memory before I came to the River of Forgetfulness?

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Chen Luo was in a daze, the shopkeeper quickly asked, "Does the soup taste wrong?"

"No, no, it's really delicious." Chen Luo shook his head quickly, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the soup bowl again and drank it...

...

"King Fengdu, it seems that we are late, Bailian Pure Land has already attacked the River of Forgetfulness!" Chen Luo, Baiwen Wang and a group of Bodhisattva stood among the flowers on the other side, looking at the front from where they came from, and where they were going. Where the big river was rolling, the group of monks let out a long sigh.

At this time, in their eyes, the long river was covered with a layer of golden light, almost covering the entire river surface.

"Yuanfang, what do you think!" Chen Luo looked at the Baiwen Wang beside him, and had a good time.

"There they are!" Li Yuanfang stretched out his finger to the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness, Chen Luo looked in the direction of Li Yuanfang's finger, and saw that at the bottom of the big river, there were two white lotus pure land Bodhisattva Lotus Positions sitting with their hands clasped together, In front of them each suspended a small palm-sized white jade pagoda, and the small pagoda continuously rotated, emitting golden light.

"That's the source of infecting the River of Forgetfulness, just kill them." Li Yuanfang said coldly.

"King of Hundred Questions, this is not the case!" The group Bodhisattva frowned and said, "They are referring to the Buddhist Samsara Avenue to absorb the River of Forgetfulness rules!"

"Once they start, they are only responsible for protecting the Dharma. It is the Avenue of Samsara that is really absorbing the River of Forgetfulness!"

"This is a dispute over rules and principles!"

"Even if you kill them, you can't stop them."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Li Yuanfang said lightly, "I am a military commander, and I only know how to fight. Your Majesty asked me to protect King Fengdu and retrieve the River of Forgetfulness rules, so at least I have to do something!"

The group looked at Chen Luo and clasped their hands together: "King Fengdu, there is a way, but it is a bit risky."

Chen Luo nodded: "But it's okay!"

"The secret place of the River of Forgetfulness is a bit special. In fact, it was refined by several Tathagatas of my Buddhist sect in the early years!"

Chen Luo froze for a moment, looked at Yixing, and Yixing continued to explain——

"I practice Samsara in Buddhism, and the mystery in the womb between life and death is the most important part."

"The two realms collapsed, the buildings collapsed, most of the 'forgotten' rules fell into the nether world, and finally this place of River of Forgetfulness was formed!"

"Digital Tathagata are trying to completely refine the rules of the River of Forgetfulness into the Dao of Buddhism, and consummate my Samsara of Buddhism. But before they have finished their work, the invasion of Bo Xun happened, and I Sakyamuni Tathagata fought to the death against the Netherworld!"

"White Lotus Pure Land chooses River of Forgetfulness, and it melts so quickly. It must be because of my Buddhist senior who paved the way!"

Chen Luo nodded, but Li Yuanfang on the other side said bluntly: "You monks are always talking. Is it because they don't have enough time?"

"Quickly get to the point, what can I do!"

Hearing Li Yuanfang's words, the party did not show any anger, but continued: "The Journey to the West written by King Fengdu is also circulated in my central Posuo Pure Land!"

"Among them, Mahayana Dharma and Hinayana Dharma are deeply rooted in the essence of my Buddha."

"If the king of Fengdu is willing to enter the way of the white lotus infecting the River of Forgetfulness, and then arouse the resonance of my Buddhist senior's principles in it, maybe he can stop it..."

"No!" Without waiting for a line to finish, Li Yuanfang interrupted directly, saying: "It is your business if you Buddhists are willing to sacrifice their lives to feed tigers, don't let others be like you!"

Then, he turned his head, looked at Chen Luo and said, "King Fengdu, don't listen to what this monk said so easily. If you want to enter the way of Bailian's intrusion as he said, it is tantamount to voluntarily entering the Bailian's Samsara Avenue."

"King Fengdu himself has a great way to protect his body, and he can withdraw at any time if he feels inappropriate." A line explained.

"Fengdu Wang Dao has not been completed, and there is still the influence of the River of Forgetfulness! If something happens to Fengdu Wang, can your party take care of it?"

After Li Yuanfang finished speaking, the party was also silent for a moment, and said, "This is the only way this poor monk can think of."

"White Lotus Pure Land must have arranged for the River of Forgetfulness for many years, and now you can accept the grace of my Buddhist senior as soon as you enter. This is the case, if you don't do this, you can only sit back and watch the River of Forgetfulness belong to the White Lotus Pure Land."

"Let me try it!" Chen Luo thought for a while and said.

"King Fengdu!" Li Yuanfang tried to persuade her again, but Chen Luo raised her hand to stop her.

"I have my own measure!" Chen Luo nodded to Li Yuanfang, and then said to Yixing, "What should I do?"

The group looked at Chen Luo, first saluted together, and then pointed to the River of Forgetfulness: "Enter the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness, let go of the soul, and the poor monk can guide the king."

"I will go with King Fengdu!" Li Yuanfang said loudly from the side.

...

In the Baxiang soup shop, Chen Luo put down the soup bowl in his hand and suddenly smiled.

Seven Bitters...

It's less bitter.

The eighth bitterness: the five yins are flaming!

Because the White Lotus Pseudo-Buddha itself walks this path, so he doesn't feel the pain, so can't he do it?

Only eight bitternesses can deal with eight fragrances!

Chen Luo looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, King of Hundred Questions!"

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked overjoyed: "Prince Fengdu, you've already remembered!"

Chen Luo nodded, stood up, looked around the Baxiangtang shop, and said with a smile, "The proprietor of this shop is probably me."

Li Yuanfang nodded: "Wang Jia said that although entering the River of Forgetfulness is a bit turbulent, caution is also necessary, so we first melted this sanctuary."

"It's my style, it's rough and doggy!" Chen Luo stood up and walked directly towards the back kitchen, "Didn't I tell you the recipe of Eight Fragrance Soup before I practiced the way of the evil Buddha?"

Li Yuanfang stood still, and said: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire, combined with the happiness of the world, is eight incense!"

Chen Luo walked to the door of the back kitchen and looked back at Li Yuanfang: "Not together?"

Li Yuanfang shook his head: "Wang Jia specifically ordered that no one is allowed to go to the back kitchen except Wang Jia himself!"

Chen Luo nodded. He knew that Li Yuanfang was talking about the back kitchen, not the empty room, but behind the small window where eight-spice soup was made.

Chen Luo waved his hand, walked straight into the back kitchen room, and then came to the small window where eight-spice soup was made. The next moment, Chen Luo raised his hand, walked directly through the wall, and came behind the wall Space.

Here, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and three flower forest avenues run through.

Here it is, secret realm Hualin!

"You're awake." A voice sounded behind Chen Luo, Chen Luo turned around, and saw another Chen Luo standing not far away with a smile and looking at him.

"How many times have I spent the bubble burst here?" Chen Luo asked.

The other Chen Luo thought for a while: "Hundreds of times, I don't have a detailed count! I'm really worried that you won't wake up!"

"Please, have some confidence in yourself..." Chen Luo walked towards the other Chen Luo and said, "Sure enough, Baxiang Soup is the power of Heavenly Dao, and only I can make it!"

Chen Luo walked towards another Chen Luo, his body gradually changed, and when he walked in front of another Chen Luo, he completely transformed into a colorful human figure!

Martial Dao clone!

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and touched Martial Dao's avatar, and a burst of divine soul power flew into his own divine soul, and then this Martial Dao avatar also directly fused with Chen Luo.

"Oh, it's complete!" Chen Luo stretched.

Before Chen Luo agreed to integrate into the way of the evil Buddha, in fact, he naturally had plans.

Let Martial Dao's avatar take a ray of spirit to go on a big adventure, and hide in the secret realm flower forest to strategize.

It sounds good, but Chen Luo overlooked one point. Martial Dao's avatar lost the blessing of Hongchen Martial Dao, and he was a useless person.

Chen Luo rubbed his brows, everything that the avatar experienced came to his mind!

"Is the truth of the White Lotus Pure Land based on the fact that all living beings are suffering?" Chen Luo nodded. The so-called entry into the Tao is actually to feel the principles used by Bailian Pure Land to integrate the River of Forgetfulness, and then find the corresponding principles to stop it.

"But this principle is not much different from Mahayana Buddhism except for the five yin blazing." Chen Luo frowned, obviously the White Lotus Pure Land has also been designed, and there will be no obvious flaws.

"However, if you can't make it through, will you turn into a monster and destroy it yourself?"

"I still don't understand Bailian Pure Land!"

"If you can't cross the other shore, then you will be taken to the afterlife!"

A majestic power surged in Chen Luo's body, with a thought in his mind, the secret realm of Setsuna Jianhualin disappeared, and at the next moment, the Baxiang Tangshi shop dissipated.

Seeing Chen Luo, Li Yuanfang quickly flashed to Chen Luo's side: "Wang Jia!"

Chen Luo nodded, stretched out his hand, felt the rain of the River of Forgetfulness, watched the monsters rushing towards him in all directions, and shook his head slightly.

He clasped his hands together, Buddha light shone all over his body, and a golden road appeared behind him.

"Shou Bodhi, what do you mean: can you observe Tathagata with the thirty-two appearances? Xu Bodhi said: If you observe Tathagata with the thirty-two appearances. The Buddha said... At that time, the World Honored One said in verse: "If you see me with forms, To beg me with a voice is a wrong way. You cannot see Tathagata."

After reciting in his mouth, Chen Luo pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and his voice was like a bell: "Wait, you are bewitching people with color, charming with sound, blazing five shades, the way of false Buddha!"

"Don't see Tathagata."

"break!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky began to shatter inch by inch, and the monsters also stopped, and then they were covered with cracks one by one.

Immediately afterwards, the heaven and the earth shattered together!

...

Opening his eyes again, Chen Luo was sitting at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness in Lotus Position, with Li Yuanfang beside him and a group of Bodhisattva in front of him.

"Wang Jia, it's a success!" Bodhisattva and his party were overjoyed, "Their refinement has stopped."

At this moment, the breath exploded in the distance and approached Chen Luo quickly. It must be the two white lotus Bodhisattvas attacking!

"I still need a little time!" Chen Luo said.

"King Fengdu is at ease!" Li Yuanfang laughed, and rushed towards the other party, glanced at the party, and said, "The poor monk is the king's guardian!"

Chen Luo nodded, jumped out of the water, looked at the golden light on the river, then waved his hand, and the phantom of colorful Martial Dao emerged, covering the golden light.

"Wang Jia, you think the Dao needs to be refined from scratch, and you can't rely on... eh?"

During a group of Bodhisattva's persuasion, he suddenly saw another phantom of a road of thousands of miles under the colorful Martial Dao.

gold!

"This... this is..." Bodhisattva and his party looked at Chen Luo with a look of astonishment, "Prince Fengdu, this... this is the Buddhist... the Buddhist avenue?"

Chen Luo shook his head, instead of denying it, he said, "I'm not mature yet, just kidding!"

One line Bodhisattva: !!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

joke?

I made you laugh!

This king of Fengdu really created a road of Buddhism for thousands of miles?

Fuck, Tathagata is going to be replaced!

"A group Bodhisattva, pay attention to your surroundings." Chen Luo exhorted, and a group Bodhisattva quickly came to his senses, and immediately paid 120,000 points of attention.

Anyone who dares to come within a hundred feet of Fengdu King and future Buddha Lord, the poor monk will blow himself up!

At this moment, Chen Luo took a deep breath, sensing a majestic and majestic force connected to the mortal world of Buddhism, his face moved, he looked at the River of Forgetfulness, and shouted: "The River of Forgetfulness has no crossing, now with the compassion of Buddhism, Purdue intends to establish a Bridge of Helplessness!"

"Cross life and soul into the nether world, step on the world of mortals, seek the afterlife!"

"Once you get on this bridge, your previous life will be broken, and there is nothing you can do about it!"

"Bridge of Helplessness, up!"

Chen Luo wrote the word "Bridge of Helplessness" in the air with a pen, and suddenly the River of Forgetfulness rolled up. The golden light shone and turned into a long golden bridge, with colorful pavements on the bridge, like a bridge across the River of Forgetfulness. rainbow!

Immediately, Chen Luo looked towards the end of the Bridge of Helplessness again, and with a thought, the phantom of the Nether Palace appeared behind him, above the suppression and the River of Forgetfulness.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and a token flew out of the Nether Palace, and Chen Luo grabbed it. Chen Luo bit his finger, wrote the word "Chi" on the token, and then threw it into the River of Forgetfulness.

"With the blood of the lord of the world of mortals, I seal the River of Forgetfulness into a spirit and protect the Bridge of Helplessness."

"Using the seven emotions as materials, the world of mortals as a guide, and the rules of the River of Forgetfulness as a furnace, exercise the power of forgetting in previous lives!"

"The spirit of the River of Forgetfulness, can it be sealed?"

After Chen Luo's voice fell, River of Forgetfulness didn't respond!

Chen Luo took a deep breath: "Among the illusion, I turned into a child, wanting to drink Baxiang soup!"

"The child's mother gave me silver taels!"

"This is not Bailian's intention, it is your intention to survive!"

"You don't want to be refined either!"

"Now I say three times!"

"If you are not sealed, I will use chaos to return you to the source, and then use the Dao to refine you!"

"one!"

"two!"

At this moment, a sigh came from the River of Forgetfulness.

"Taoist wait a minute!"

"The old man is sealed!"

After the words fell, a big vortex appeared in the River of Forgetfulness, and at this moment a figure appeared holding the seal token.

It was a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old dressed in white. She looked at Chen Luo and bowed slightly: "Old man, the spirit of the River of Forgetfulness rules!"

"May I be canonized by the Taoist master!"

Looking at each other, Chen Luo nodded: "From today onwards, you are Granny Meng, enter the Netherworld Sequence!"

"Old man... Take orders!"

Granny Meng bowed again, and her body immediately transformed into a colorful long dress, extremely glamorous!

Immediately, it turned into a ray of light and flew directly to the end of the Bridge of Helplessness...

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This dungeon is over, let me say a few words.

In the past two days, this plot cannot be said to be very controversial, but it has been overwhelmingly scolded.

I think.

In terms of conception, Bawan actually wants to write a story full of sincerity for everyone. This plot was indeed designed with great care, and the writing is not good, but it is definitely not perfunctory. A story with this structure is much more difficult than me copying Journey to the West and then writing the reactions of all parties. If I say that I am writing against the water, then there is no need to write this. Again, if you are not satisfied, it must be a problem of my ability, definitely not a problem of attitude.

PS: After finishing writing, I can finally say that eight spice soup is really not Granny Meng’s Soup!

………………

Finally, let me mention 80,000 again.

You can point your nose and scold me for not writing well, or even delete the book, but don't say ghostwriting.

That's disrespectful to other readers!

that's it.

Resby.

Preview the next plot: White Dragon Horse, hooves facing west, carrying Tang Sanzang trot three apprentices!