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Chapter 167: Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies

Shortly after Sun Wukong returned to the Xiande Palace, the Jade Emperor rushed over in a dragon.

The second department of Anjing Ningshen led many immortal officials to serve happily.

"Can the Heavenly Court be stable after you leave?"

The Jade Emperor asked while twisting the white chess in his hand.

"able."

While making a move, Sun Wukong replied: "Ao Luan can manage it well, and the Buddha's control over those Buddhists is not inferior to that of the White-clothed Venerable."

"After you leave, Buddha is getting better and better."

The Jade Emperor said, "He could have helped you, but he didn't expect you to win."

He held his son down and sighed: "Can our strength still help you?"

"Help me."

Sun Wukong replied to his son: "It's just that time is no longer."

The Jade Emperor shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After a game of chess, the two sat on the mat on the star-watching platform and discussed the avenue.

The magnificent Wanling City is like a brilliant Milky Way flowing on the dark earth in front of them.

The city under the night is gorgeous and solemn, with the lights spreading to the distance, as bright as stars, and the scene thousands of miles away can be seen.

"Brother Yu, I don't understand."

The Jade Emperor looked at the Wanling City in front of him and asked, "You can't even find the Pangu Tiankai Axe, how can you find the mortals in the Three Realms?"

"My avenue has been established, and I can often sense some directions."

Sun Wukong said: "Intuition tells me that they can help me, and..."

He raised his head, the sky was filled with rays of light, and the fire of merit hovered over the Palace of Virtue.

Since his return, the fire of merit has been like a rain of flowers, falling on Sun Wukong continuously, making his hair look like gold, dazzling.

"I can exert full power in the three realms."

Sun Wukong withdrew his gaze and said.

He noticed that someone was racing on a river outside Wanling City on a horse.

"Those horses don't look like horses in the mortal world."

Sun Wukong said.

"Which horses?"

The Jade Emperor followed his gaze and smiled and said, "That is a spiritual horse, which is reproduced from the immortal horses in the heavenly court and the horses in the mortal world."

He introduced to Sun Wukong that after the spiritual energy on the ground was abundant, it was no longer a rare thing to raise immortal horses in the mortal world.

A light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.

"I'm back, there's still a doubt."

He continued.

"oh."

The Jade Emperor became curious: "What doubts?"

"Do you know that the spiritual energy of the three realms has been growing all the time, where does the power come from?"

Sun Wukong asked.

The Jade Emperor frowned: "I don't know."

"What is the purpose of the three realms ushering in a great disaster in 129,000 years?"

Sun Wukong asked again.

The Jade Emperor shook his head: "What do you want to say."

“We have not really understood the Three Realms.”

Sun Wukong answered.

Perhaps his previous judgment of the Three Realms was wrong or just one-sided.

He looked at the fallen fire of merit: "Merit is a kind of vow power, vow power is the power of the source realm, and vow power in the three realms is more perfect than any other star palace."

The more complicated the matter is, the simpler it is. Sun Wukong suspected that the Three Realms are where Pangu Kaitian Axe is.

"Pangu's Heavenly Creation Axe may be in the Three Realms."

Sun Wukong said.

The Jade Emperor was shocked: "You are serious about this?"

"Very likely."

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and several totems appeared in the air, with Taoist patterns intertwined, golden light shining everywhere, falling into the ground and disappearing.

The Jade Emperor showed a solemn look. These totems were strange, and they were surrounded by merits, which seemed to form their own laws.

Soon after, the observatory trembled and clanged, and amethyst flew up one after another.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of amethysts were suspended in the air, with different scenes on each side, presenting a distant view.

"These……"

The Jade Emperor looked at various scenes in the amethyst and saw that there were reflections of several people in each scene.

"Are these people going out to find Pangu's Sky-Creating Axe?"

The Jade Emperor asked.

"yes."

Sun Wukong nodded: "I can sense their activities."

The Jade Emperor immediately heard the sound of the surrounding immortal officials gasping for air.

This is not surprising. Even the Jade Emperor was surprised. I don’t know what spell Sun Wukong used, but he could observe so many people in a casual manner.

"No wonder."

Sun Wukong saw the Jade Emperor's surprise and said, "Everything has connections. As long as I see a few people, my eyes can extend infinitely and I observe everyone else."

The Jade Emperor frowned and could not understand what Sun Wukong was saying.

"What's the use of seeing them?"

The Jade Emperor asked.

"These people are enough for me to deduce everything."

Sun Wukong replied: "I can know all the answers in the Three Realms through them."

The Jade Emperor was stunned for a long time.

Was he antagonizing such a terrible person before?

The Jade Emperor put away his thoughts: "How long does it take?"

“It will be a long time.”

Sun Wukong said: "But looking for clues about Pangu's Sky-Creating Axe is enough for one day."

But in order to achieve this goal, his current state is not good.

"I will use Zhuang Zhou's method of dreaming of butterflies again."

Sun Wukong said to the Jade Emperor: "A day later, call me again."

The Jade Emperor nodded: "Great Good."

Afterwards, the two of them didn't talk about this anymore.

It was not until late at night that Sun Wukong fell asleep on the observatory under the Jade Emperor's gaze.

Countless butterflies flew out of him, and the amethyst that rushed into the surroundings disappeared.

"This is Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly."

The Jade Emperor truly witnessed this magic for the first time.

He could see at a glance that Sun Wukong's dream of Zhuang Zhou did not become a person, but truly turned into countless butterflies.

These butterflies flew towards the whole world with amethyst as medium.
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