The next day, Sun Wukong visited the Winter Palace.

“Reduce performances in Miaoyinfang?”

The ancestor was a little surprised and hesitant.

"The fairies have performed frequently recently."

Sun Wukong said: "It is best to change the performance time to night, and at the same time reduce the number of times."

After he finished speaking, he saw that the ancestor still had a somewhat embarrassed expression and couldn't help but feel surprised.

"What's the difficulty for Master?"

The ancestor pondered for a moment and said, "That Miaoyinfang earns a good income."

The fairies' performances are very popular, and Miaoyinfang is an important source of income for Shanhaicheng.

Sun Wukong understood and shook his head and said, "Master, this is a small benefit."

He believed that the ancestors would weigh the pros and cons.

The ancestor laughed in silence: "You are right."

He was a little obscured by the small profits in front of him. After thinking it through, the ancestor immediately agreed to reduce the number of games.

"The fairies are now influential, so they still have to pay attention to the performance content."

Sun Wukong reminded him again.

"You can rest assured."

The ancestor smiled and said, "I have made arrangements, and the fairies have a sense of responsibility."

The dances and songs performed by fairies Chang'e are either optimistic and positive, or united and forge ahead, which attracts people's efforts.

The ancestors knew that art could not influence the development of the country of all spirits.

After receiving the guarantee from the ancestor, Sun Wukong said goodbye and left.

As soon as he left the Winter Palace, a familiar fairy aura appeared in Shanhai City.

Sun Wukong looked over and saw the old man walking around in Shanhai City.

"The Moonie."

Sun Wukong greeted him.

"The Great Sage."

When Yue Lao saw Sun Wukong, he greeted happily: "We haven't seen each other for many years."

Sun Wukong nodded. It has been a few years since the Yue Lao left last time.

He accompanied Yue Lao to walk around Shanhai City.

Yue Lao looked at Shanhai City very freshly.

Shanhai City had not been built before he left. This time, when he came back, he was very surprised to see such a big city flying in the air.

The Wanling City was refreshing to him at the beginning, and the Shanhai City is even more than imagined.

A dragon car drove by on the track in the distance. The old man stopped and looked at it, feeling like he was dreaming.

“It’s really changing with each passing day.”

The old master sighed, he hadn't come here for a few years, and he could hardly recognize the Wanling Kingdom.

There was no one around the road, and suddenly another ringtone rang, and the old man looked there curiously.

A square metal hanging from a tree is the source of the sound.

"What is that?"

"note."

Sun Wukong was surprised: "Hasn't you seen the Yue Lao?"

"I haven't seen anything like this before."

The old man looked at the notes with interest and said.

"This is a special one for Shanhaicheng."

Sun Wukong explained that for the convenience of the school, Shanhai City has placed many notes on broadcasts.

"But this sound is weakened very quickly and the effective range is not large."

"It's not bad."

The old man shook his head: "In the Beijuluzhou, monks informed the preaching of the scriptures, and they had to send people out to shout loudly."

"Beijuluzhou?"

Sun Wukong became concerned: "The Moon Master has been there all these years?"

"That's right."

The Moon Master nodded: "The Buddha treated me enthusiastically and asked me to listen to the sutras there, so I almost couldn't come back."

Sun Wukong was stunned: "Why is this?"

"What the Buddha said is the great way."

Yue Lao said, "After listening to those great ways, everyone can reach the Pure Land. Fortunately, I became an immortal vocation and did not become a monk."

Sun Wukong understood in his heart, no wonder his spy hadn't received any news for a long time.

Most of them have become monks...

"How is the marriage in Beijuluzhou?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Speaking of the work of the Immortal Master, Yue Lao couldn't help but shake his head: "I have been visiting Beijuluzhou in the past few years, and my marriage line is a little less..."

Although he had some guesses in his heart, he just shook his head and said, "Maybe I misunderstood."

The Moonie has no misunderstanding.

Sun Wukong thought to himself that the Buddha was extremely wise and the profound meaning of all kinds of actions was hard to guess.

But what the Buddha is doing now is very obvious, which is to spread Buddhism widely in Beijuluzhou.

"Does the Buddha want to save everyone?"

It was incredible that Sun Wukong just had this idea.

If this is true, then the Buddha's thoughts would be much higher than those of him and the Jade Emperor.

However, it is more difficult to save everyone than them.

Sun Wukong asked Yue Lao again: "How long will the Yue Lao stay in Wanling this time?"

"It's also a year."

Yue Lao said: "I want to find some disciples, teach me the robe and make up my marriage here."

Sun Wukong was stunned: "Why is this?"

"I can't come often in the future."

Yue Lao said: "The Jade Emperor established the three thousand immortal paths, and marriage is one of them. I want to stay in the Marriage Palace and will go back to preside over the next year."

He felt that things were changing, but in just over a decade, the three realms had changed.

Originally, immortals were free and free, but now they all had to come down to earth to preach.

And all this was done by the great saint around you.

"I calculated that there are people who are destined to be with me nearby."

The Moonie said.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but wonder, who would become the disciple of Yue Lao?

He followed Mr. Yue forward and walked to the front of a school. Mr. Yue suddenly stopped.

"It's here."

The Moonie looked in one direction.

Sun Wukong was just feeling strange when a sound of chasing suddenly came from the other side of the wall.

"Stop, don't skip classes!"

"What you said is boring, we don't listen!"

As soon as the familiar voice reached Sun Wukong's ear, several spider silk flew past the sky and stuck to the big tree outside the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the seven little guys pulled the spider silk and flew out.

"Let's go to my senior brother's place to play today!"

"OK!"
To be continued...