The auspicious air of the clouds enveloped the Sutra Pavilion.

"This is the Sutra Pavilion?"

Sun Wukong stood in front of the Sutra Pavilion and looked up at the tall building that soared into the sky a hundred feet.

His heart was pounding, as if resonating with the tall buildings.

Pushing open the door of the Sutra Pavilion, Sun Wukong stepped in and then fell down again.

"oops!"

Sun Wukong fell to the ground.

He touched the ground and found a banana peel: "How come there are banana peels here?"

“There are everything here.”

A female voice rang.

Sun Wukong looked up and a woman with a chicken coop on her head walked over.

"Are you the new book boy?"

The woman looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Your Majesty has an order, you cannot enter the Sutra Pavilion."

Without saying anything, she put Sun Wukong out.

“This is your location.”

The woman brought Sun Wukong under a tree with a table there.

"Your future job is to receive new disciples who return books..."

Before the woman finished speaking, Sun Wukong saw an elephant suddenly running out and knocked the woman out in a vigorous manner.

Sun Wukong was stunned.

Where did the elephant come from the sky?

"Simply put, you're a gatekeeper."

Not long after, the woman limped back: "Someone comes to return the book, so you keep it and hand it over to me."

Sun Wukong nodded and asked with some concern: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

The woman slowly walked into the Sutra Pavilion and closed the door.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to settle down here.

That afternoon, a group of young men in armor came over.

"What are you doing?"

Sun Wukong called them.

"Let's return the book."

The disciples looked around in fear: "Isn't the broom star here?"

"Broom Star?"

For some reason, Sun Wukong suddenly remembered the woman.

Is she a broom star?

He shook his head and said, "I am the new gatekeeper, you give me the book."

The disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you then."

They handed the book to Sun Wukong and left as if they ran away.

When Sun Wukong picked up the book and read it, they were all some paths of practice, but they were very detailed, and they were a little different from what the ancestors taught, and Sun Wukong also read it very well.

The Heavenly Palace obviously didn't want him to enter the Sutra Pavilion, and Sun Wukong was also patient. Every time someone returned a book, he would finish reading it first and then hand it over to the broom star.

The woman didn't talk much, but she was indeed a broom star.

After seeing her being eaten by a phoenix, Sun Wukong confirmed her identity.

And for the disciples of the Three Thousand Immortals, Sun Wukong is also a weird person.

None of the disciples who ascended from the ladder were dedicated to seeking the Tao and practicing wildly, but Sun Wukong was just sitting under the tree and reading all day long, which was very strange.

Although it was strange, the disciples couldn't help but have a good impression of him.

In terms of communication skills, no one can compare to Sun Wukong. In less than half a year, all the disciples became familiar with him, and many female disciples even ran over all day long.

Another day, Sun Wukong was reading a book, and a young man suddenly came over.

"You're that nerd?"

The young man asked.

Sun Wukong raised his head.

"It's you."

Sun Wukong recognized the young man: "Did you come here to return books too?"

"So it's you, I've been looking for you for a long time."

When the young man saw Sun Wukong, his eyes lit up: "I'm here to borrow chess, but this doesn't matter anymore..."

He moved a big stone, sat in front of Sun Wukong, and then set up a chess table on the table.

"Come on, follow me in the next game!"

"no."

Sun Wukong frowned slightly: "I want to read a book."

"What kind of books are you reading, these books are meaningless."

The young man glanced at the book in Sun Wukong's hand, took out a book from his body and threw it over: "It's not as interesting as mine."

Sun Wukong took it and saw it, and was surprised: "How could you have such a heavenly book?"

This is not the book of the Tao, but the real Tao.

"I picked it up."

The young man replied: "If you play chess with me, I will lend you this book for a day."

Sun Wukong immediately agreed: "Okay."

He played chess with the young man.

This became a routine. For some reason, the young man liked to play chess with him very much. He would come here for two days in three days and sit for half a day.

"The people here are boring, it's better for you."

The young man said happily: "The chess fairy doesn't know why. She always asks me to practice. I just want to play chess."

"With your qualifications, it's too inexplicable to just play chess."

Sun Wukong said.

"I don't feel embarrassed, they are wronged!"

The young man said, and suddenly heard the sound of wind above his head.

He raised his head and saw a woman flying through the sky with her butt on fire.

"You're really interesting here."

The young man couldn't help but exclaim: "There are still zajus every day!"

"That's not a zaju."

Sun Wukong shook his head: "You should come less in the future. I like to read quietly."

"That won't work, I like playing chess."

The young man said.

Both of them are influential figures, and they get together and gradually become rumors that no one is more heartless than them.

Shangqing also heard the news and frowned slightly.

"We have to drive that kid out. With him here, His Majesty doesn't study hard at all."

He said to Taibai Jinxing.

The Jade Emperor chose the chess road, so Shangqing had to secretly send the Dao Heavenly Book.

But to his disappointment, the Jade Emperor picked up the heavenly book but did not read it very much.

“Isn’t this very good?”

In contrast to the Shangqing, Taibai Venus was very happy.

"Your Majesty likes playing chess, so you can let him play for a few more years. What are you worried about?"
To be continued...