I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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There are still three months before the beginning of spring, and there is still plenty of time for personnel selection.

Some spiritual instructions from the first five-year planning meeting, the father and the four elders have already started to publicize.

In particular, the year name of the first year of Huaxia has gradually become known to the tribe. This year is the first year of Huaxia, and next year will be the second year of Huaxia, and it will continue like this in future years.

As for why it is called so, the clansmen don't care.

As long as the patriarch and the four elders make arrangements, they will implement them carefully.

From this point of view alone, the team execution ability of the prehistoric human race is still very good.

To accomplish the grand goal of the five-year plan, it is not enough for a few people to sit together and talk about it, but the whole family must work together.

This winter's food can barely be maintained at last, and the idle clansmen also have time to understand the spirit of the first five-year plan meeting.

On a certain day in the middle of January in the first year of Huaxia, the temperature rose slightly.

The weather in Ding Nei was sunny and sunny, and the sun at noon was shining warmly on the earth. Monkey King was lying on a small island in the middle of a big lake basking in the sun.

This island is actually not small, with a surface area of ​​two to three thousand square meters.

And the terrain is very high, even if the water level continues to rise, there will be [-] to [-] square meters left.

Several bamboo houses were built on the island, which are located side by side on relatively flat terrain.

On the beach on the west coast of the island, there are a row of bamboo beach chairs.

The sand was transported by Monkey King from the desert, and more than [-] tons of sand were spread to the lake, forming a large beach.

This place has been planned by him as his own exclusive space, and when he has nothing to do, he will come here to bask in the sun, go fishing or something.

In a small Maza on the beach, sitting a beautiful girl wearing a sunshade hat.

The girl was fishing leisurely with a fishing rod, and there were three palm-sized crucian carp in the small bamboo basket beside her, which she had just harvested.

"Ah! Another fish has been hooked!"

"Brother! Come on! Come on! It's a big fish!"

"Oh! Oh! I can't hold back!"

My sister grabbed the fishing rod with both hands and yelled for Monkey King.

Monkey King came to his sister in a flash, took the fishing rod with one hand and lifted it easily.

A three-meter-long big carp was lifted up with a "wow", and fell directly on the beach by the lake.

"Oh! Help! Help! I want it!" The big carp thumped and yelled indiscriminately, with a stiff expression and an exaggerated tone.

"Haha! It's so fun! It's this big silly fish again!" Chen Shuang clapped her hands and laughed, being amused by the big carp.

"Roll the ball!" Monkey King looked at the big carp speechlessly, and kicked him back into the water.

This is a demon king who has just been promoted to the fourth level. In order to make the old lady happy, this guy will run over to bite the hook every time he sees the old lady fishing.

The fourth-level demon kings in the Human Emperor's Cauldron can already participate in farming work, and unnatural deaths will not be used as hunting targets.

This carp demon king did not participate in the work on the shore, even if the aquarium reached the fourth level, he could not leave the water for a long time.

Therefore, Monkey King did not let the fourth-level demon kings in the aquarium participate in the shore work. They had another task, which was to dredge the river.

When the snow melts in spring, the water level of the river next to the tribe will inevitably rise, and the water level of the great lake will also recover a lot.

At that time, Monkey King will collect another wave of water, and a vertical and horizontal water network in the space will be initially formed.

This will play a very positive role in the growth of crops and the formation of atmospheric circulation in space.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~" There was a strange cry from the sky.

A black shadow flew over from a distant land, it was Ji Wuming.

Now that he has enough to eat and drink every day and has nothing to do, he just flies around in the sky to show his heroic figure to people.

Since the sacrificial activities on the day of the Chinese New Year, many people have worshiped Ji Wuming as a totem auspicious beast.

In particular, the two thousand clansmen in the Yuanshui Department worship Ji Wuming like a god, causing this guy to go to the Yuanshui Department to eat and drink every day.

The father and the four elders readily agreed with the fact that the people of the tribe regarded Ji Wuming as a totem, and even offered to help Ji Wuming expand his belief among the tribes in the outer space of the tripod.

Chicken Wuming is Sun Wukong's natal spirit beast, and worshiping Chicken Wuming is no different from worshiping Monkey King.

Moreover, the Shanyao tribe and the Jinyang tribe also have their own worship totems, and worshiping the totems is very enviable to other tribes without totems.

At present, among the nine major tribes of the human race, only the tribes with a population of more than [-] have their own exclusive totems.

This also shows that these tribes are no longer worrying about food, and are beginning to enjoy the sublimation brought by the spiritual world.

And now, Chen Tianbu's totem has also begun to move gradually.

After more than half a month of guidance and publicity, a banner made of animal skins was hung at the door of many clansmen, with a picture of a chicken flying in the sky without a life.

However, the chickens painted by the tribe are all kinds of strange things, and some even paint him like an old hen.

For this matter, Monkey King simply took action himself.

He found a large animal skin, and let the chicken hover in the sky without stopping, and then

Sun Wukong's painting is also a picture of a chicken flying high and lifeless, but it is much more vivid.

Sun Wukong learned painting when he was in school. Although I don’t know how to improve it, it is more vivid than the pure impressionist painting method of the tribe.

In the end, the chicken lifeless totem flag he drew was recognized by the whole family, and then the flag was hung on the square in the middle of the living area.

Then Sun Wukong drew the same flag and asked the elders to hang it outside the tribe.

In the days that followed, every time a clansman passed the flag, their gazes were filled with reverence.

So from mid-January of the first year of Huaxia, the strange bird flag became Chen Tianbu's exclusive totem flag.

At this time, the prosperity of the Human Emperor's Cauldron had also reached the requirement to unlock the tenth restriction.

Among the various data, the items that have changed are:

Human: 3531, Prosperity: 3531.

Reiki concentration: 1.91%, Prosperity: 10901.

科技：制陶2级、建筑2级、制盐2级、种植2级、畜牧2级、冶炼2级、锻造2级、木作2级、石器2级、历法2级、信仰1级、纺织1级、医疗1级、编织1级，繁荣度：104000。

Comprehensive prosperity: 203932.

Remarks: The tenth prohibition can be refined.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1511 Ten Restrictions===

Chapter 1511 Ten Restrictions

In the bamboo house on the island in the middle of the lake, Sun Wukong sat cross-legged in it casually, and he began to refine the tenth restriction of the Human Emperor's Cauldron.

Spiritual Qi surged out from the body, constantly washing away the restrictions on the Human Sovereign Cauldron.

With the continuous output of spiritual energy, the tenth restriction began to gradually disintegrate.

The experience of breaking the restriction easily for the first eight times gave Sun Wukong the idea that the restriction is very easy to break.

However, as a result of underestimating the enemy, he was slapped in the face mercilessly by reality.

For a whole day and night, Monkey King's aura was exhausted.

He once again fell into the dilemma of using soul power and restraining hard steel.

Originally thought that by continuing to persist, the tenth restriction would be broken.

In the end, he still couldn't hold on, "poof..." Sun Wukong spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and lay down straight down.

Until he vomited blood and passed out, the tenth restriction was still not broken.

Sun Wukong was seriously injured these times and was in a coma for three days.

The family was in a hurry to catch him, and all kinds of herbs and elixir kept pouring into his stomach.

Three days later, Monkey King finally woke up.

After getting up, he realized that the tenth restriction of the Human Emperor's Cauldron was still in a state of being about to be broken, and it hadn't been restored because he stopped halfway.

"Brother! Are you stupid! Don't you want to separate for a few days to refine!" Chen Shuang complained while poking Monkey King's forehead speechlessly.

"I thought it had to be refined and banned at once!" Sun Wukong said with a bitter face.

This guy doesn't know how to change it, so let's refine it for more than ten minutes and see if the prohibition will be restored.

"Ah~ brainless~" Seeing Monkey King waking up safely, his father shook his head, turned and left.

"Eat, and then go to work!" Grandma also went to bring a bowl of broth and said.

Monkey King drank the broth with a dark face, thinking that he might be really stupid.

After calming down for a whole afternoon, Monkey King continued to fight against the tenth restriction of Ren Huang Ding.

Finally, when his aura was about to be exhausted again, he successfully refined the tenth restriction of the Human Emperor Cauldron.

"Buzzing~" Baoding's divine light shone.

Baoding kept humming while recovering the loss of Monkey King.

Sun Wukong could feel its joy from its buzzing sound, maybe there really is something like a spirit in Baoding, but he hasn't found it yet.

After 10 minutes, Monkey King recovered, and Ren Huang Ding got into Monkey King's body with joy.

"Cool!"

Sun Wukong let out a soft drink, and his cultivation broke through to the second level.

Becoming a second-level fighter is already at the same level as the old sister.

"Wow~" Ji Wuming outside the house suddenly yelled, "Wahhaha! I have broken through to the fifth level, and I am a fifth-level spirit beast!"

It turned out that after refining the tenth level of prohibition, Ji Wuming successfully advanced from the peak of the fourth level to a fifth-level spirit beast.

His body was bigger than before, over six meters in height and seven meters in length.

The feathers on the body are shorter and darker in color.

Except for Ji Wuming, the other eight gods have also made considerable progress, and the one who has improved the most is Black Widow. She is now a monster at the peak of the fourth level.

Monkey King went out, and everyone was waiting for him outside the door.

"Hahaha! Good job!" Seeing him coming out, the patriarch's father laughed very happily.

Chen Tian himself was a genius who broke through to the second level at the age of nine. The last time he saw Luo Ya, who was even more evil than him in the Shanyao Department, broke through to the second level at the age of eight. At that time, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Now my son is only seven and a half years old, and he has broken through to the second level.

This is the real genius, and the son of a genius is also a genius!Thinking of this, he looked at his daughter who was playing with the turtle.

Well, maybe genius can only be passed on to sons.Yes, it must be so.

"Wow! Xiaoyuan is now level two!"

Seeing him coming out, the old lady kicked the tortoise back into the water, and happily ran over to touch Monkey King's head and said.

There are 10,000+ creatures in the entire Huangding space, and only three people dare to touch Monkey King's head in public.

The only one who can touch Monkey King's head in public without any problems is the old lady!

This shows how awesome she is, the Eight Great Gods and Ji Wuming are even more envious.

"Oh~ old lady, don't touch your head all the time!" Sun Wukong said helplessly.

"Just touch! Just touch! What a drop!" The old lady ravaged Sun Wukong's head and turned him into a chicken coop.

"Okay! You crazy girl! Xiaoyuan still has business to do!" The grandmother couldn't stand it anymore, and took the elder sister aside.

"Slightly slightly slightly!" The old lady made a face at Sun Wukong.

"Let's go! Let's go for a walk." Sun Wukong waved his hand and took his father, eight gods and Ji Wuming to teleport away from the clutches of the old lady.

"Hmph! Don't take me down! You'll turn your head into a chicken coop when you come back!" the old lady said angrily.

"You have been laughing and joking all day long, do you still miss your family!" Grandma knocked Chen Shuang on the head angrily and reprimanded her.

As soon as she mentioned getting married, Chen Shuang became frightened and turned her head to hide in the house in fright.

"Oh, this child!" The grandmother sighed and returned to the bamboo house.

This is the first time Sun Wukong refines the restriction in the space of the Human Emperor Cauldron. He learned from everyone that after refining the restriction, he doesn't feel anything except that the space becomes larger.