Two days later, Xiaqi Mountain.

The city planning in the valley has even drawn out the veins of the streets, and monsters and humans who built the foundation can be seen everywhere.

Daji tied the elder of the cicada with vines, staring at all this with great curiosity as he walked.

"How long will it take for Wanling City to be built?"

She asked the Rakshasa girl beside her.

"It will be soon to build these foundations." The Rakshasa girl looked at the leaves in the eyes of the Golden Cicada Elder and replied: "It will be built in a few months."

The city in the valley is not as big as Yunxiao City, and it doesn’t have to float in the air. With the help of immortals, it’s more than a few months.

Daji glanced for a while and then asked, "Why didn't I see the fields?"

“Outside.”

The Rakshasa girl put a few small red flowers on the leaves.

This valley is only a small part of Wanling City. The grain planting is not in the valley, but in a specially developed area.

"I'll take you to see."

The Rakshasa girl took Daji to the planting area to take a look, and also escaped the Golden Cicada Elder.

Along the way, the immortals came to watch.

"Daji."

Elder Jinchan couldn't stand the laughter in his ears and asked, "Since it has arrived, can I open my eyes?"

"You have so powerful magical powers, you have to wait."

Daji and the Rakshasa girl led the Golden Cicada Elder and continued to walk around for a long time.

It was not until they were satisfied that they took Elder Jin Cicada to the Temple of All Spirits and let go of the vines.

Elder Jincicada picked off the leaves and happened to see Erlang Zhenjun flying down from the sky with his troops.

"The True Lord."

Elder Jinchan takes the lead in greetings.

When they saw Elder Jincicada, many grass-headed gods covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Elder Jinchan was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

He touched his smooth head, and took away the leaves and the little red flowers!

"We met Zhenyuan Daxian on the road." Erlang Zhenjun replied: "He hung a hundred-meter-long portrait on the carriage and was looking for you everywhere."

Elder Jinchan's face was slightly darker, and he immediately walked into the Hall of All Spirits.

He had to ask Sun Wukong to call Zhenyuan Daxian back.

Daji did not follow him, but stared at the girl with dragon horns beside Erlang Zhenjun.

"Who is this sister?"

She asked, "Why don't I seem to have seen it before?"

"I'm not a sister."

The girl said, "I am the third prince of Xihai."

"Prince?"

Daji looked up and down at Prince Long, and indeed saw that the Adam's apple was slightly protruding.

"What a man."

Daji was surprised, and then joined Erlang Zhenjun and his group to enter the Hall of All Spirits.

Just after seeing Elder Jinchan, Sun Wukong had to greet Erlang Zhenjun again, and then looked at Daji.

"Have you had fun?"

His first words were actually asking her if she was having fun.

Daji shook his head: "Unhappy."

The outside world is not fun at all.

"King." Daji said, "Can I borrow the bathhouse here?"

She hadn't taken a shower for more than ten days. If she hadn't used spells to cover it up, she might have been so terrified.

"good."

Sun Wukong ordered An Jingning to take Daji down.

He also noticed Prince Yulong.

"Who is this boy?"

Sun Wukong asked.

When Prince Yulong heard this, he was happy: "How did the king know that I am a boy?"

"The great sage's eyes can see through everything in the world."

Erlang Zhenjun patted Prince Yulong's head and introduced to Sun Wukong: "This is the third prince of the West Sea."

"Um."

Sun Wukong nodded, and then felt something was wrong: "You say it again?"

"He is the third prince of Yulong in Xihai."

Erlang Zhenjun said again.

This time, Sun Wukong was sure that he had heard it correctly.

He looked at the boy, the third prince of Yulong, wasn’t it the white dragon horse that he had been seeking the scriptures?

The White Dragon Horse five hundred years ago was so young?

Sun Wukong was surprised.

"Prince Yulong, what are you doing here?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"Sister Ao Luan called me over."

Prince Yulong replied: "I want to guard Tongtian River with Erlang Zhenjun."

Sun Wukong turned his gaze to Erlang Zhenjun.

Erlang Zhenjun nodded: "I will take charge of Tongtianhe for ten years and then hand it over to Prince Yulong."

He handed a letter to Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong opened it, it was Ao Luan’s handwritten letter, telling him that the third prince was Zhang Liang’s student and was loyal to Huaguoshan.

"You actually studied in Huaguo Mountain for six years?"

Sun Wukong closed the letter paper and asked Prince Yulong.

"yes."

Prince Yulong nodded.

He quietly clenched his hand. Although he had been studying in Huaguo Mountain for six years, it was the first time they met because of Sun Wukong's Heaven. Prince Yulong was inevitably a little nervous.

"Since that's the case, you can study hard with Erlang Zhenjun."

Sun Wukong touched Prince Yulong's head: "I've learned it well. In ten years, I will hand over Tongtianhe to you."

Prince Yulong nodded happily.

Because of the Book of Heaven, Sun Wukong felt that Prince Yulong was extremely friendly.

He happened to have a few immortal pills refined by the Emperor Taishang, so he gave one to Prince Yulong, and then asked Erlang Zhenjun to take him to Tongtianhe.

"King."

At this time, Daji, who had taken a shower, walked out with a refreshed look: "Where are Fairy Shuiyue and the others?"

"In the Hall of Transmission."

Sun Wukong asked Rakshasa girl to take Daji to the voice transmission hall.

After Daji left, only Elder Jinchan was left in the Ten Thousand Spirit Hall, and he was still waiting for Sun Wukong to call Zhenyuan Daxian back.

"The great immortal is really..."

When Sun Wukong heard about the evil taste of Zhenyuan Daxian, he wanted to call An Jing Ningshen and the other officials to find him.

However, after shouting a few times, he received no response.

"strangeness?"

Sun Wukong was a little strange, but Jing Ningshen had never disobeyed orders.
To be continued...