"Elder brother, do you still have the magic lamp?"
"Elder brother, can you give me a magic lamp?"
"Kiss senior brother, my little sister wants a magic lamp!"
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"Tathagata, send me your magic lamp!"
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"Tathagata, how do you sell your magic lamp?"
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Tathagata thought for a while, and casually gave the magic lamps he carefully made to the junior brothers and sisters who sent the message, and gave the magic lamps made by outsiders casually, a 20 million high-grade spiritual stone.
Heavenly Court, Yaochi Wonderland.
"Fuck, twenty million! This Tathagata is like a lion!" Haotian said with a dark face.
Tang Sanzang looked at Tathagata's reply to the message, looking thoughtful, what happened, where am I, who am I, how could the Buddha care about those yellow and white things.
"Where is the magic lamp?" Sun Wukong asked Tang Sanzang about the magic lamp, which he vowed to get from Tathagata Buddha and give it to Sun Wukong.
"Uh, what about..." Tang Sanzang had a trace of cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer Sun Wukong.
Something strange happened suddenly, a magic lamp fell from the sky and landed next to Sun Wukong.
Feeling the friendly and sacred aura on the magic lamp, Sun Wukong knew that it was definitely not given to him by Tathagata Buddha.
But, who is this?
On the KouKou forum.
Old Dream Empty City: In the end, I am not Sun Wukong, nor the Supreme Treasure. After all, I became the group of people under the city wall, watching other people's love and chewing on my own youth. Because I loved you, I lost my life, but I didn't die afterward.
Youth saved my life.
Daydreaming: There is that great master upstairs who speaks so incisively that it makes people think from the bottom of their hearts that they are a waste, and one sentence of holy shit can destroy thousands of people!
Castle in the air: He is like a dog. This sentence touched the poor man deeply. Only he knows the endless sadness. If someone else says he is like a dog, it is like a knife that cuts off your idea of talking to others.
Passerby passing by: I always thought that the sentence "He looks like a dog" was referring to us singles who peek at the screen.
Singles: Insightful!
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Mo Ranchen waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for anyone else to come to him to change the plot. He must have thought clearly that it was impossible for him to change it.
Li Lizhi is helping Fairy Yue Lao deal with her mortal marriage again. Every time she watches it, she feels uncomfortable. At this time, people basically have arranged marriages by their parents. Without Mo Ranchen's entertainment methods, no one in this world would have any delusions.
Beautiful love.
At this moment, Haotian approached Mo Ranchen again and asked about how to educate Chen Xiang. He was very interested in this grandnephew.
In response to this, Mo Ranchen said nonchalantly: "Your Majesty, how else can you educate me? It's nothing more than using Yang Jian as a template to cut down the mountain to save his mother and cause havoc in the heaven again."
Haotian looked disgusted and said: "Can't you be a little creative? These are all things I have used."
Haha, Mo Ranchen said: I just smiled and said nothing.
"What do you want?"
Haotian continued: "It's very simple. Aren't you very good at writing stories? Then write a story about Chen Xiang growing from an ordinary person to a prehistoric god of war."
"Aren't you talking about Yang Jian?" Mo Ranchen shook his head and sighed.
Haotian pretended to be serious and said: "It's different. Yang Jian really pushed Tianting's face to the ground that time. I really don't want Tianting entrusted to me by Dao Ancestor to endure such pain again."
"To put it bluntly, you just don't want to be embarrassed in heaven?" Mo Ranchen asked. These parents really value their face more than their children's future.
"Can it be done?" Haotian asked solemnly.
Mo Ranchen thought about it and answered hesitantly: "Shall I try?"
"Leave it to you, I'm very relieved." Haotian waved his hand and left without giving Mo Ranchen a chance to continue.
"Hey!" Mo Ranchen wanted to call out to the other party, but Haotian didn't give him a chance at all, "What the hell is this?"
It happened that Shushan was recruiting disciples recently, and Mo Ranchen planned to throw Agarwood directly into it, and then after he graduated, throw him into a small space to experience the protagonist's life, and everything would be fine.
But how to change this script? Forget it, we’ll talk about it later. If you’re bored, go play cards.
"Brothers, I, Hu Hansan, am back!" Mo Ranchen entered the "chess and card room", and basically all the clones were there.
The others glanced at Mo Ranchen and continued what they were doing.
"I've finally lost my temper!" Zhizunbao was excited.
"Don't be so surprised, no one here cares whether you come back or not." Long Mo sat upright on a mahogany chair, with a white cup on a small round table in front of him.
"What are you drinking?" Mo Ranchen picked up the cup in front of Long Mo and drank it. He smashed it in his mouth and said, "This black tea tastes good."
Long Mo had a dark look on his face, "I drank it at this time."
Mo Ranchen replied nonchalantly: "It's all my fault. I didn't dislike you for drinking, but you disliked me first!"
Long Mo casually took a book and threw it towards Mo Ranchen, "If you have nothing to do, just find something to do for yourself."
After receiving the book that Long Mo had thrown away, Mo Ranchen opened it and saw, isn't this a romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties? A smile appeared on his face, "It's finally finished. My father-in-law has urged me to do it."
"Then why don't you go and interrupt my afternoon tea." Long Mo changed a cup for himself.
"You fooled me." Mo Ranchen smiled and went to the table in the middle.
Zhizunbao, Mo Yuan, Jingtian and Zhang Xiaofan were playing mahjong. They had no intention of paying attention to Mo Ranchen. Knowing that he would be asking for trouble if he went up, Mo Ranchen went to a quiet table in the corner.
The Wuyou Pavilion Master is playing Go with Li Xiaoyao, and what the two of them are playing...can't be understood.
Mo Ranchen quietly watched the two people showing off, and then looked at Fairy Zixia and Bai Suzhen dancing in the distance. Nightshade's eyes almost never left Sedum.
Knowing that he couldn't get a word in, Mo Ranchen had no choice but to go back and do his own thing.
The story about Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty in "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" must not be published, and some things that will happen in the future cannot be published either. This requires a certain degree of control.
"Let's talk about it first." Mo Ranchen thought for a while and said.
bite!
Wuyou Jushi: A new novel, a new story, "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" tells the story of the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, when another troubled time was unified.
Don't take things too seriously: The last one to be unified seemed to be the Sima family.
My surname is Li: Where do you live upstairs? I’ll meet you and discuss it in detail.
Baiyun Piaopiao: Another story that people don’t want to recall.
Dark Clouds: By the way, when can I write a happy story? My life is already tiring, so why don’t people live a better life in the virtual world?
It has always been like this: It has always been like this.