I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

After perceiving it with my heart, I can actually feel the meaning of the characters from the artistic conception of the word.

Dayi!

This character symbol represents Dayi!

This bow is actually the bow of Yi!

"It really is a treasure!" Sun Wukong sighed.

The most well-known achievement of this bow was shooting and killing nine golden crows.

How high is the golden crow in the sky!

This bow was actually able to shoot down the Golden Crow, which shows its formidable power.

In fact, the record of this bow is not only that.

In ancient times, at the time of the Lich War.

This bow has killed countless demon generals and demon kings, and is regarded by the demon clan as a very lethal treasure of the witch clan.

"Uncle Tu gave me this bow to a demon king... what does he mean?" Sun Wukong frowned and thought.

This bow has a great enmity with the Yaozu, so Tu Bo was able to give him this bow.

"roar~"

Sun Wukong, who was thinking there, suddenly heard a low growl.

A black bear rushed over in the forest.

This black bear has been waiting in the distance for a long time, and it even encountered a lynx monster staring at Monkey King.

It's just that he knew that there was a lynx demon in the mountain depression that was extremely difficult to deal with.

Seeing Monkey King approaching the col, he dared not act rashly.

Had to hide aside and wait for an opportunity.

Sun Wukong shot the lynx monster, but in the eyes of the black bear, the lynx monster ran away by itself.

After all, no corpse was left behind.

He really couldn't understand the operation of shooting people away with one arrow.

So he rushed out while Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Zheng!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

"Ow~"

Sun Wukong instinctively opened his bow, and with an arrow at hand, Ziyou's arrow reappeared.

An invisible arrow flew out, and the black bear was pierced through its front and rear legs, and it rolled over on the ground.

I struggled for a long time and didn't get up.

Just now, Monkey King has been able to fully grasp the strength.

If the bow is full, the black bear will disappear with one arrow.

"roar~"

"Puff~"

The black bear struggled again, finally let out a low moan, fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

It is true that deep sleep is not a fainting from pain, but he fell into deep sleep after being shot with an arrow and hurting both legs.

Ziyou's arrow not only injured his front and rear legs, but also destroyed part of the black bear's soul.

With a broken soul, he was naturally drowsy, and even physical pain couldn't wake him up.

This is the function of Ziyou's arrow, which can injure lives and destroy souls!

Monkey King received Dayi's bow, turned and left on the snow.

He doesn't care about this black bear, just let him fend for himself.

The three arrow moves have been completed, and his goal has been achieved.

It doesn't make much sense to hunt more prey.

As for why Tubo gave him the bow of Dayi.

It's hard to say now.

He will never be made an enemy of the Yaozu.

For Sun Wukong, there are good and evil in people, and there are good and bad in demons. Even ghosts can harm people, such as evil ghosts and good ghosts like Nie Xiaoqian.

As long as his interests do not conflict with him, he will not meddle in his own business.

It will not be used by Tubo at all.

Relatively speaking, Sun Wukong felt that Tubo gave him the bow of Yi to deal with Buddhism.

After all, in the underworld, the Buddhism and the underworld are in the same situation. Maybe Tu Bo gave him this Yi's bow to make him stir up wind and rain in the underworld and distract the Buddhism.

Sun Wukong shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. His strength is still not enough, and now he can only be regarded as a pawn.

Making a good chess piece with peace of mind, rather than abandoning the chess pieces, is what he has to consider now.

Back at the hut, the two donkeys approached.

"Master didn't meet the prey today?" Erluzi took the cloth bag on the Monkey King Mountain, which contained arrow pots.

As a result, the quiver was empty.

"This……"

He knows that Sun Wukong only shoots three arrows a day recently, and carrying a pot of arrows is actually just a habit.

I haven't caught any prey today, and I've run out of arrows. What's the way?

"You can leave tomorrow." Sun Wukong looked at Erluzi and said.

"I won't go. I want to stay and take care of the master." The second donkey shook his head and said.

In this place, you can eat and drink, and you can improve your cultivation base, so why leave.

"Aren't you leaving? Then you can stay here by yourself. I'll be leaving tomorrow." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"Where are you going!" Er Donkey was taken aback.

"What I wanted to do has already been done."

"It's time to leave."

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1285 The first guest===

Chapter 1285 The first guest

Monkey King went down the mountain the next day.

As for the second donkey, Sun Wukong gave him freedom.

The second donkey refused in his heart, but Monkey King's big feet kicked over, and he couldn't leave if he didn't leave.

Sun Wukong first went to the home of the old hunter Hong Daqiang, and gave the rest of the prey to Lao Hong.

And those ten iron arrows.

This thing is no longer needed by Monkey King, so it would be good to give it to Lao Hong as a souvenir.

Sun Wukong knew that whether it was an iron arrow or a feather arrow, as long as it was not the original arrow of the big bow, there would be no difference in the power it exerted. It would be better to use aura as the arrow.

"Thank you very much! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to comprehend the essence of archery." Sun Wukong solemnly thanked Lao Hong.

"It's because you have a good understanding. What can I, an old man, do?" Hong Daqiang said with a smile.

"Where are you going in the future?" Hong Daqiang asked.

"Huazhou City."

Monkey King is going to Huazhou to wait for Chen Xiang, and Chen Xiang will be apprenticed to his teacher in ten years.

Ten years is short and short, long and long, and Monkey King does not intend to spend his days in the mountains.

Relatively speaking, he still likes the world.

After drinking with the old hunter Hong Daqiang, Lao Hong was already drunk late at night.

Monkey King left a gourd beside Lao Hong.

Inside is a gourd of pure peach blossom burial.

What I drank before was mixed with water, and Lao Hong, a mortal, would definitely not be able to bear the spirit wine like Peach Blossom Burial.

After half a year of running-in, it is just right to give him a pure peach blossom burial.

It can be regarded as a thank you to Lao Hong for leading him into the archery path.

Monkey King left, and Lao Hong slept all night.

The next day, he looked at the gourd beside him and said with a smile:

"Brother Xiao Ning was loyal and left a jug of good wine for the old man."

"Boom!" The plug was pulled out.

"This wine... smells so good!"

The old man was shocked. He thought that the wine he drank before was the best quality wine, but he didn't expect there to be better ones.

"Good stuff! Keep it and drink it slowly!" Put away the wine and stretch your muscles and bones.

Lao Hong felt refreshed, and his back pain for many years disappeared without a trace.

I thought it was just a good rest last night, but I didn't know that because of the chance of guiding Monkey King, I got an old age of hundreds to thirty.

……

One day later, a wandering Taoist priest came to Huazhou City, with the Taoist name Thunderbolt, who specialized in fortune-telling and fortune-telling.

It's just that Lao Dao's business is really not very good, and there is nothing to ask him for fortune.

Just because the fee is too high, one fortune counts five taels of silver, and one good or bad test counts ten taels of silver.

Not to mention ordinary people, even rich and powerful people can't afford him.

But he asked such a high price, but it also attracted a lot of chatter after dinner.

At least in terms of popularity, it only took three to five days to be known all over the city.

"Thunderbolt? Is Brother Ning here?"

Yan Beirong heard the news and came to take a look, but found that it was an old Taoist priest.

Glancing from a distance, he turned around and left.

Although there is no business, as long as it is not windy and rainy, Monkey King always leaves the stall on time.

Just move a small Maza and sit on a crowded street.

From time to time, when I see a beautiful girl, I will murmur, "I think the girl has a bloody disaster today..."

Most of them were blindsided.

After a long time, people in Huazhou know this black-hearted Taoist priest who is nothing.

In the summer season, Sun Wukong's stall came to its first customer.

Those who paid for it were not the kind of intention.

It is said that the neighbors in the neighborhood also know Sun Wukong now, and they are willing to come and chat with him if they have nothing to do.

Sun Wukong also occasionally gave others a few prophecies, but none of them got it right...

"Taoist... this is ten taels of silver. Please test my fortune and fortune for me."

The first client was a middle-aged man who was very handsome, and he could be seen as a businessman by his clothes.

Sun Wukong swiftly put the money into his arms.