Sun Wukong accidentally created water marrow and suddenly understood a lot of things.

When he was practicing the next day, he suddenly asked: "Teacher, where does the rules of heaven and earth originate?"

Bodhi Patriarch was stunned: "Why did you think of asking this?"

"Unsolved."

Sun Wukong answered.

He had never learned the magic of the water god from his ancestors, and the water marrow was created only through his understanding of the way of heaven.

Sun Wukong has confirmed one thing: Taoist magic and magical powers and various practice laws are actually not created out of nothing.

They are originally as rules, but after being understood and summarized by people, they are transformed into words and taught in practice.

But why are there those rules?

What is merit? Why can merit become an immortal?

What is incense? Why can incense become a god?

What the immortals took for granted in their practice made Sun Wukong a little confused.

“What is the root of the rule?”

He was thinking about deeper problems.

Bodhi Patriarch looked at Sun Wukong and said, "You are special."

Looking at the three realms, only a few people will wonder why the rules of heaven and earth are like this.

Bodhi Patriarch shook his head: "It's a pity that I can't answer your question."

Don’t say that he can’t, no one can tell Sun Wukong the answer within the Three Realms.

The ancestor told Sun Wukong that in every great disaster in the past, people had guessed that there was something above the laws of heaven and earth that was shaping the rules of heaven and earth.

“But no one knows what it is.”

Bodhi Patriarch said: "In the last great disaster, a group of immortals believed that as long as they find such things, the world will not collapse and be reborn again and again."

He looked at Sun Wukong: "That was a group of people who were smarter than the Jade Emperor, but they were never found until their death."

Sun Wukong was silent.

"A few of them suspected that it was a man who was more powerful than them, and he dominated everything in the world."

Bodhi Patriarch laughed and said, "In order to find him, they all fell into the devil's path and died in the great disaster."

Sun Wukong asked: "What does Master think that is?"

"have no idea."

The ancestor replied: "But I can be sure that it is not an individual, nor is it a higher-level existence."

"How did Master know that he is not a human?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Bodhi Patriarch did not answer.

"What if there was that thing, what would happen to find it?"

Sun Wukong asked again.

"Find it and you can do everything."

The ancestor replied: "But the methods of the past cannot be found."

That is not something, but knowledge.

Taoism and Buddha tried to master that kind of knowledge more, but no one found it for so long.

"Maybe he can do it..."

Bodhi Patriarch looked at Sun Wukong and thought.

He may be able to find the last knowledge and unravel the secrets of this world.

But Bodhi Patriarch could not say much, because he didn't understand, and saying too much would lead to misleading Sun Wukong.

In this way, Sun Wukong passed by calmly for a while.

Suddenly one day, Elder Jinchan hurried to the Temple of All Spirits.

"You hold it."

He handed Sun Wukong a note.

"What are you going to do?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Elder Jinchan shook his head, said nothing, and turned around and walked out.

Just when Sun Wukong was a little puzzled, the notes in his hand suddenly lit up.

"Hey, can you hear it?"

Elder Jinchan's voice came out of the notes.

"It can be heard."

Sun Wukong looked at the notes and a hint of conjecture appeared in his mind: "Can this note only contact me?"

"right."

Elder Jincicada's voice sounded: "This is a pair of notes, and other objects cannot be specified."

"No hurry."

Sun Wukong was happy that the notes could be designated as objects, and it would be a good thing to make progress.

“How far is the distance between the transmission of sound?”

He asked again.

“Only available in this city.”

Elder Jinchan said.

"So close?"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly.

Although it is a little closer, it is quite useful.

Sun Wukong asked some questions casually with notes, and Elder Jinchan answered them one by one, and the sound coming was also very clear.

The next day, Sun Wukong called Ao Luan over and handed her a note to show it to her.

“Can this note be mass-produced now?”

Ao Luan looked at the notes and keenly discovered business opportunities.

Sun Wukong nodded with a smile: "There are only hundreds of productions a day, but it should be enough to sell them in Wanling City."

"That may not be."

Ao Luan's eyes shining, "This note will be very popular."

Wanling City has been in full swing recently, and notes can convey sounds, and she is 100% sure that it is not enough to sell.

"This thing can't be sold cheaply."

Ao Luan had already started to think about the selling price.

She immediately ordered people to start making arrangements and decided to go on sale in a few days.

It was not until the evening that Ao Luan was busy and returned to her room to take a shower, looking at the notes on the bed, that she suddenly realized something.

"I can talk to my brother at any time!"

When Ao Luan thought of this, he was immediately happy.

What should I say?

Ao Luan was lying on the bed excitedly holding the notes, thinking about what to say.

But after watching it for a long time, he didn't dare to use it randomly. What if he talked too much about his brother and felt annoyed?

"Ahhhhhh!"

Ao Luan rolled on the bed in distress.

But in the end, she didn't say anything.

A few days later, the first note shop in Wanling City opened.

Ao Luan did not make any big publicity, but Wanling City was not big, so the news spread.

Early in the morning, the entrance of the Notes Store was crowded with people.

The person in the front is Bear Demon King.
To be continued...