Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Seven: Mortals' Game(1/2)
The caravan walked into the border of the Wanling Kingdom.
Sun Wukong, whose pseudonym was Wu Xing, sat on the back of the buffalo, looking at the once vast and sparsely populated border wastelands, all of which were reasonably opened.
The border of Wanling Kingdom has achieved full coverage of the spirit network, with well-connected roads and water systems crisscrossing, and farmland and huge water trucks spread throughout.
Crossing the border, cities with heights are covered with mountains and plains.
The dragon car that was previously only found around Wanling City was traveling through the vast land, and the speed was twice as fast.
Under the sunlight, the dragon chariots were like a flashing silver dragon, moving forward and speeding towards the distant horizon.
"I don't think that woman should be called a tyrant."
Sun Wukong suddenly said.
Wang Lingguan looked up at him: "What should that be called?"
"Infrastructure crazy."
Sun Wukong answered seriously.
He had only slept for more than twenty years, and the Wanling Kingdom had undergone earth-shaking changes and could hardly recognize them.
“This title is appropriate.”
Official Wang Ling couldn't help but nod.
He led the caravan into the first city and left the villagers here.
Afterwards, Wang Lingguan took Sun Wukong into the dragon car: "Don't worry, the people here will arrange jobs for them."
Sun Wukong was not worried at all.
He looked at the scene outside the car curiously.
The dragon car sprints on the earth and passes through cities. Various architectural styles are integrated in all spirit countries, colorful but very harmonious.
"The aesthetics of the great immortal are getting better and better."
Sun Wukong couldn't help but think of Zhenyuan Daxian again.
He quickly patted his head.
“This is not good.”
When he came to the Kingdom of All Spirits, he seemed to be able to become awake easily.
Sun Wukong used the scene outside the car to divert attention.
At noon, two floating cities appeared in his sight.
Between the two floating cities, in addition to the shuttle spacecraft, there are also some strange-looking speed vehicles traveling back and forth between the sky and the earth.
Sun Wukong felt that he could not recognize the Kingdom of Wanling.
Passing through more than a dozen floating cities, when the sky was getting darker, the dragon car finally arrived at Wanling City.
As soon as the dragon car was stepped out, people came and went on the platform, and the buffalo was panting and anxious.
"well."
Sun Wukong knew it was boring, so he opened the scroll, the buffalo sucked the ball into his body, and immediately carried him to fly.
The inherited bull flew into the sky, and the entire Wanling City was like a vast starry sky falling on the earth under Sun Wukong's eyes.
"Wu Xing!"
Wang Lingguan chased after him: "Go down quickly, Wanling City has regulations, and no monsters can fly around here."
"It's not a monster yet."
Sun Wukong patted the buffalo's horns, and the buffalo flew towards the center of the city.
There are many shops in the city, and the colorful lights are composed of various shapes and words by people, making them into store signs and embellishing the entire city.
"it's beautiful."
Sun Wukong rode a cow to fly across the street.
Below, seven girls were eating popsicle ice.
They felt the sky dark and couldn't help but look up.
At this sight, they were all stunned.
"That man is so bold!"
"He dares to fly around with a bull!"
The girls were a little envious.
"I also seem to be looking for such a bold cow."
"Dear sisters, that cow doesn't seem to be a sperm!"
"What!"
The girls were abnormal and their eyes lit up.
"Snatch the cattle!"
They jumped up and immediately stood on the buffalo's back.
Sun Wukong looked back at them: "What do you want to do?"
"robbery!"
The seven girls put their hands on their hips and said proudly: "We want this unspermn flying bull!"
Sun Wukong then looked behind them.
"You can't take it anymore."
Wang Lingguan and Bodhi Patriarch flew over.
The result was that the seven girls were scolded severely, and Sun Wukong was also taken to Shanhai City.
"You are Wu Xing?"
The ancestor asked Wang Lingguan to leave and asked.
"yes."
Sun Wukong nodded.
The ancestor's expression suddenly became subtle.
The name Wu Xing was very special, reminding him of the spell he gave to his disciple.
But when Wu Xing stood in front of him, the ancestor found that he was just an ordinary human.
"Show me the Taoist art you created."
The ancestor said.
Sun Wukong opened the scroll and sucked the ball out of the buffalo.
The ancestor looked at the ball.
Every Taoist art of all spirits is shaped by immortal texts - although the ball in front of you is small, it is filled with tens of thousands of immortal texts that ordinary people cannot see.
This is the first time that the ancestor has seen such a dense and orderly Taoist technique.
"It's indeed a genius."
The ancestor thought to himself.
Such a young man actually mastered the immortal language so accurately that even immortals might not be able to master.
He looked at Sun Wukong: "Shan Haicheng will fully support your study and give you absolute creative freedom..."
The ancestor paused: "There is a professional immortal arts college here. Starting today, all courses will be selected for you."
"good."
Sun Wukong accepted it unscrupulously.
"Go down."
The ancestor immediately ordered his disciples to arrange a residence for Sun Wukong.
"Is it Goku?"
Seeing Sun Wukong leave, the ancestor frowned.
In this way, two months later, the ancestor found Ao Luan.
"How about that teenager?"
Ao Luan asked.
“It’s confirmed.”
The ancestor nodded: "He is an extremely rare, real genius."
To be continued...