I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

After another half an hour, the diameter of the lake was only 100 meters.

"Help! The water is going to dry up!"

"Forgive me! Don't dare again!"

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

Countless fourth-level monster kings crowded into the narrow water surface and begged for mercy, and the phobia was almost committed after reading the Monkey King cheat book.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes and speeded up, and finally before dusk, the large lake that was originally tens of miles away was wiped out from the prehistoric world!

But what puzzled everyone was that they had already drained the lake, but they still couldn't find the four fifth-level demon kings.

Finally, Sun Wukong released a catfish demon king at the peak of level [-] from the tripod.

Surrounded by ten fifth-level peak players and a sixth-level expert, this guy was trembling with fright.

"Where did the five fourth-level demon kings in this lake go?" Monkey King asked, kicking the big catfish.

"No... I don't know." The big catfish said tremblingly.

"Hehe! He's quite tough, it seems that he's going to be refined!" Monkey King took out the small cauldron.

"No, no! Masters! I really don't know the whereabouts of the four big... demon kings." The big squid saw that Monkey King took out the small cauldron that could hold everything, and hurriedly explained in fright.

It turned out that they really didn't know where the four level five demon kings went.

Last year, the four of them encouraged a large number of monsters in the wild forest to attack Sun Tian's main camp, but they were caught off guard by Sun Tian who suddenly appeared and suffered heavy losses.

Now not only Sun Tianbu's people are looking for the four demon kings, but even many demon clans in the wild forest are also looking for the four demon kings.Last year, the Leopards ran to the Great Lakes and squatted for a month, trying to catch those four guys.

Because of their agitation, the Huabao clan lost a new sixth-level demon king. They didn't dare to trouble Sun Tianbu, so they vented their anger on Dahu.

In fact, the four fifth-level demon kings were very shrewd. Since the defeat of the demon clan at that time, they knew that they could not return to the Great Lakes.

So the four guys never came back after that, and no one knows where they went.

"Huh! Count them lucky!" Sun Tian snorted coldly.

Sun Wukong looked at the big pit. Although some streams have been pouring in, it will take at least ten years to restore the original water volume.

"Let's go... huh?"

Just as Monkey King collected the big catfish and was about to leave, he suddenly found a pile of mud at the bottom of the deepest lake, which seemed a little different.

Everyone went over to find out, Sun Wukong scraped away the soil, and there was a small pile of crystal clear stones inside.

Take a closer look, and it also emits this colorful light.

"Lingshi!" My father exclaimed when he saw the pile of stones.

"There are so many spirit stones!" The ten-member group was also stunned.

This small pile of spirit stones is only a dozen yuan, and the big guy is so excited.

It turns out that the preciousness of spirit stones is far beyond Monkey King's imagination, and Sun Tianbu has spirit stones.

But only five yuan, one piece each for the father and the four elders.

Because I was reluctant to use it, I kept it in my hand all the time.

It wasn't until my father planned to break through to the seventh-level king that he took out the spirit stone to refine and absorb it.

Even so, a spirit stone can greatly increase the chances of father's breakthrough.

Monkey King squatted down and counted, a total of 17 yuan!It turned out to be three times as many as all the spirit stones in Sun Tianbu and two more!

"Father, with these spirit stones, you and the elders are sure to break through to the seventh level!" Sun Wukong put away the spirit stones and sighed.

"Yes, it can increase your confidence a lot! Even the oldest Elder Han Kang, with three spirit stones, should be enough to break through to level seven!" Father nodded solemnly.

"Go! Go back and divide the spirit stones!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand happily, and instead of taking away a single cloud, he took away a dozen pieces of Lingshi and the entire Great Lake.

When the four elders saw the 17 yuan Lingshi in front of them, they were already too excited to speak.

Ever since Sun Wukong's little son became "sensible", the four elders have been in constant shock.

This time it was a shock again. With so many spirit stones, within five years Sun Tianbu will probably give birth to five seventh-level kings!

"No, I'll only take that piece!" Mr. Han said with a righteous face.

Just now, the spirit stone was divided, father and the other three elders each had one piece, and Mr. Han had two pieces.

The old man was unhappy and felt that he had received special care.

"Mr. Han, you can accept it. If you don't need it, just send it back to me. Now everything is about breaking through to the seventh-level king!" Sun Wukong put the spirit stone in front of Mr. Han Kang, persuading him righteously .

"This... Well, old man, I must break through to level seven! Let my old bones last for decades!" Mr. Han thought for a while, and finally accepted the spirit stone.

Breaking through to the seventh level will make the life exceed the limit of one hundred, at least it can prolong life by 50 years, and at most...

Because the seventh-level human king was beheaded by the ninth-level demon emperor when he was five years old in 140.

So how long can one live at most, no one in the entire human race can give a definite answer.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1519 Difficult Paper Success===

Chapter 1519

After the replenishment of water from the entire great lake, the great lake in the Human Emperor's Cauldron has been completely filled, and even some low-lying rivers have water.

Of course, this is because the other end of the big lake is blocked by fog, otherwise the water volume of a big lake is not enough.

Sun Wukong is convinced that this "big lake" is a sea, and the terrain that has been developed is far from reaching the deepest point.

The largest water source near Sun Tianbu is this big lake. After the big lake disappears, he can only pump the small river next to the tribe every few days.

Last time, the elders suggested that his father take him to a big river secretly, and directly pump the water from the big river.

But Dahe is too far away, from Sun Tianbu to Dahe.

It took nearly a month to go back and forth, without the guidance of a sixth-level master, it was very dangerous, and my father and several elders had a lot of affairs.

Sun Wukong gave up this plan, and now the Dingnei Lake has enough water for the time being, and the water god Sun Yu is constantly evolving the water source.

After the ten restrictions were lifted, Sun Yu's evolution ability was not bad.

The amount of water that can be evolved every day is almost equal to the flow of the small river next to Sun Tianbu.

In addition to the increase in water volume, the number of aquariums in the cauldron has also increased significantly. There are more than 40 of the fourth-level demon kings alone.

These demon kings were all sent by him to dredge the rivers, in order to prevent them from being passive and slowing down.

Sun Wukong appointed a set of workload assessment system, and Sun Yu would be sent to various places every quarter to have a look, and those who dared to sabotage their work would be pickled directly.

The matter at hand has almost been dealt with, and the external spring plowing has also ended.

To his dismay, the bamboo that had been soaked for a month and a half was still very hard and could not be used to make paper.

Until one day in mid-April, when Monkey King was chatting with Elder Fan Ming, he inadvertently mentioned the papermaking he was doing.

Elder Fan Ming came over curiously to see the soaking bamboo and said, "Why don't you try adding plant ash to the water?"

"Damn it! Just a word to wake up the dreamer! Thank you, Elder Fan Ming!" Sun Wukong stood up from his chair and said in surprise.

The ash water used for nitrating animal skins in the tribe can soften the animal skins.

In the same way, alkaline plant ash water must also have an effect on bamboo.

So under the inspiration of Elder Fan Ming, Monkey King added plant ash into the pool.

On the tenth day after adding plant ash, the bamboo was finally soaked and softened.

"It's soft! It's really soft! You see it's really soft!" My sister exclaimed.

"Hmm. Come and help me remove these grease-like things from the bamboo." Sun Wukong beckoned the elder sister and Sun Zhi to come and help.

This is an oily substance like resin and is very difficult to remove.

"It's so hard to make! It would be great if you could scald the bamboo with hot water." The old lady said impatiently after just 5 minutes of making it.

"Hot water? Let me wipe it! It seems that the bamboo needs to be boiled!" Sun Wukong exclaimed.

Although he didn't know the specific steps of papermaking, he had watched a program.

At that time, there seemed to be a lot of water vapor in the paper factory.

A large amount of water vapor must be produced after the water is boiled, which means that the papermaking materials may really need to be boiled.

"Old sister! You are great!" Sun Wukong gave the old sister a thumbs up and praised.

"That's right! Sister, I'm already great!" The old sister smiled and raised her neck.

Monkey King found a few idle fourth-level demon kings, built him a two-meter-diameter stove, and then asked the iron workshop to make him an oversized large iron pot.

Put the big iron pot on the stove and add enough water.Then sprinkle the water filtered by plant ash into the water, and then throw the bamboo segments into the pot.

After cooking the bamboo for a whole morning, the elder sister was sweating profusely, but Monkey King was lucky to have the blessing of Baoding so that he was neither too hot nor too cold.

He took the bamboo out and washed it in clean water. Sure enough, the resin and gum-like substances were easily washed off.

And the more the bamboo is cooked, the softer it becomes. After [-] days of back and forth cooking, the bamboo fibers have been completely decomposed.

"Is this done?" Sun Wukong looked at the pot of lye and bamboo fibers with some uncertainty.

"Isn't this a pot of water, how do you write?" The old lady was puzzled.

Sun Wukong said that paper is a kind of thing that can write, but she thinks it is like a pot of bamboo porridge?

"This, it should be dried." This guy is not sure what to do next.

He probably knew that he used bamboo curtains to stir up some pulp, and then waited for the pulp to dry and become paper.

So Sun Wukong asked the craftsman with the highest bamboo weaving skills in his clan to make him a bamboo curtain about [-] centimeters long.

Sun Wukong filtered some bamboo fibers in bamboo pulp with a bamboo curtain, and then put them in the sun for a whole day.

The next day, Sun Wukong was speechless looking at the "paper" that was almost dry.

"Huh? If you use charcoal, it seems that you can really write your name." The old lady touched the passed paper.

I saw a lot of bamboo burrs coming out of this piece of paper, and some places are thin and some places are thick. Although it is a complete sheet, this thing cannot be called paper at all.

"The fiber is too thick, it should be crushed!"

Sun Wukong thought for a while, took out half a pot of bamboo fiber, put it in a stone mortar and mashed it vigorously, and directly smashed the fiber into a mud.

"It's detailed enough now!" Sun Wukong muttered.

Then I found a big pottery jar and threw the smashed bamboo fibers into it.

I took another clay pot and began to pour water into the bamboo fiber pot little by little.

Stirring while adding water, when the water in the clay jar was more than half filled, Monkey King felt that the consistency was almost the same.

Then he brought the bamboo curtain and repeated yesterday's action.

"It should work this time!" Sun Wukong looked at the pulp of the bamboo curtain, which seemed to be the case.

"This thing is a bit like rice paste." The old lady said looking at the paper pulp of a bamboo curtain.

"This is pulp, you can't eat it!" Sun Wukong said angrily.

In the evening, Sun Wukong hurried over to check the status of the paper.

He carefully removed the paper from the bamboo curtain, which had been basically shaped by the sun.

Although there is still a lot of moisture, it can already be seen that this thing is paper.

This is the first piece of paper in the history of prehistoric humans. He carefully spread it on the big stone, then covered it with bamboo curtains, and pressed it down with stones.

Early the next morning, Monkey King opened the bamboo curtain to expose the paper to the sun again.

It was another whole day, and when dusk approached, the water on this piece of paper finally dried out.

"Paper! Finally succeeded! I made paper!" Sun Wukong shouted excitedly.

The old lady picked up the paper and looked at the sun.

"Wow, this thing is so thin, it can see through!"

"After that, I will make glass for you, glass as transparent as water." Monkey King took the paper back and carefully spread it on the table.

"Glass? It's as transparent as water... What's the use of that, you can't even write!" The old lady didn't care about things like glass.