Over the East China Sea, floating cities circling Huaguo Mountain like satellites.

The ancestor came in the clouds and mist and landed in the mountains and seas.

"Master."

The disciples greeted him at the port.

"I didn't expect that Shanhai City was created in two years."

The ancestor looked at the city in front of him with some joy, and the streets and buildings were almost exactly the same as in his memory.

"The buildings here are all rebuilt according to the original drawings."

The disciples said to the ancestor: "Except Wanling City, other cities have basically formulated plans for reconstruction."

"Yeah?"

The ancestor was happy and a little sad.

Wanling City is the capital of Wanling Kingdom and the largest city.

People of all spirits did not choose to rebuild the capital, perhaps because they had different obsessions.

It is not Wanling City in Xiniu Hezhou, maybe it is not Wanling City.

Shanhai City is different. As an educational institution, it is the largest floating city rebuilt in two years.

Some schools in the city have already started teaching.

The ancestor looked at Shanhai City happily before turning around and flying across the sea to Huaguo Mountain.

On Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong sat alone on the top of the mountain, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the sea breeze, and seemed a little happy.

The ancestor fell thousands of meters behind him - he was stopped by ten unicorns with their feet on fire.

"The king is resting, no one can get close to you."

The Kirins hovered around the ancestor and looked at him with a cautious look on their faces.

"Don't blame the ancestor."

The monkeys flew over in a hurry and let the unicorns retreat: "They don't know you."

The ancestor shook his head: "It's okay."

He then looked at Sun Wukong.

"It's been a long time since my disciple relaxed like this."

The ancestor said.

Sun Wukong did not notice his arrival and was in a state of relaxation with all his heart.

Some birds were flying around him, and he didn't drive him away, and looked free.

"you do not say!"

The monkey said happily: "The king rarely relaxes himself, we want him to rest for a while."

The ancestor turned to look at him: "How long have you known my disciple?"

"It's just a few years earlier than the ancestor."

The old monkey answered.

"Although the king is the king, sometimes sometimes, he looks more like a child."

"I agree with this."

The ancestor smiled.

He always believes that Sun Wukong is innocent in nature, carefree and carefree, and has no scruples. Isn’t he like a child?

But, this child always does things that are not like children...

"If it was just a child, how great it would be."

The ancestor looked at Sun Wukong, but he didn't want to disturb his rare purity.

Sun Wukong looked at the sea, his eyes that seemed to have no thoughts were as pure and flawless as before.

But in the end, he was still the Emperor of Heaven and soon noticed the arrival of the ancestor.

"Gookong."

The ancestor took the initiative to walk over.

He saw several architectural models woven by plants and trees at Sun Wukong's feet.

"What's this?"

The ancestor asked.

"The gift I'll give tomorrow."

Sun Wukong replied, taking back the models.

"I thought you would be in a hurry to unify the world when you came back from the underworld."

The ancestor sat down next to Sun Wukong and said, "Why should I hand over Beiju Luzhou to Erlang Zhenjun and Niu Mowang?"

"This is no secret."

Sun Wukong smiled: "Have you heard of the reason?"

"I heard it."

The ancestor shook his head: "But I can't let it go."

Sun Wukong was stunned and nodded.

“To prevent errors.”

He said: "The most difficult thing to manage in the world is that only when there is a certain amount of pain can all spirits understand the preciousness."

Sun Wukong can quickly capture the three continents, but there will be many sequelae in the future.

After he said a few words, the ancestor understood.

"You are indeed the Emperor of Heaven..."

The ancestor sighed, not sure whether to be happy or sad.

But for the sake of long-term stability, Sun Wukong made the right decision.

"About the Way of All Spirits, I have formulated some popular methods."

The ancestor changed the topic and talked to Sun Wukong about the way of heaven.

Human beings are naturally suitable for the spread of the way of heaven.

The two hundred years that the Kingdom of All Spirits can actually be compressed into four big words - man conquers nature.

This is human, not human, but all spirits.

Everything can be changed through hard work, and the core of the Heavenly Way of All Spirits can be condensed into these four words.

"This may not be said to be faith, but it is stronger than faith."

The ancestor said.

“This is faith.”

Sun Wukong does not think that faith is a narrow definition.

To worship a god is faith, and to believe in a culture is also faith.

The ancestor extracted eight words for the way of heaven that all spirits were used.

"All spirits are equal, and man conquers nature."

"Can."

Sun Wukong felt that there was no problem.

Although it is not accurate enough, this level is enough now.

After talking about the way of the world of spirits, Sun Wukong sniffed his nose and suddenly smelled a special fragrance.

"Have you eaten by Master?"

He asked suddenly.

"not yet."

The ancestor shook his head: "What's wrong?"

“I smelled interesting.”

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he brought the ancestor to the lakeside.

By the lake, a group of little monsters were roasting sweet potatoes. The ancestor who saw this scene was a little stunned.

In the Water Curtain Cave, Zhenyuan Daxian got off the carriage.
To be continued...