The sky hangs bright light, covering the mountains thousands of miles apart.

Tens of thousands of spirits floated in the air and created a radiant spirit map together.

"Daxian, is the king really still there?"

The Bull Demon King looked at the glowing patterns in the sky and asked Zhenyuan Daxian with some concern: "Will there be an accident in rebuilding Wanling City?"

"If my brother is not here, the information of Wanling City will disappear from Wanling Map."

Zhenyuan Daxian replied: "In this way, Wanling City will naturally not be rebuilt."

However, so far, they have not found any abnormalities in Wanling City’s data.

Although the way of heaven becomes difficult to exert, as long as there are enough people, the art of creation can still be used.

In this way, Wanling City can theoretically be rebuilt.

"Don't worry, we won't be in vain."

After Zhenyuan Daxian finished speaking, he looked around strangely: "Why didn't you see Daji? Where did she go?"

"Go to pick someone up."

Bull Demon King answered.

In the dark night, Mrs. Diyong took a group of people across the Tongtian River.

Daji stood on the shore, looking at the caravan, followed by many people covered in scars.

"Who are they?"

Daji asked.

"I met the Heavenly Taoist sects on the road."

Mrs. Diyong replied.

As the way of heaven disappears, the heavenly Taoism in various places collapses at a touch.

Ao Luan's words inspired all the spirits in Huaguo Mountain, but they did not have much effect on the Tiandao people in the four continents.

Mrs. Diyong came to take refuge with these injured Tiandao people.

Although they were not all-spirited people, Daji and others still welcomed them.

The charm of the fox fairy is so amazing, but along the way, the people of the Heavenly Taoist Church were not attracted by her, and their faces were full of dimness.

"What are you depressed?"

Daji asked on the way.

"The Emperor of Heaven is dead, and we can no longer use spells."

Someone answered: "The Heavenly Taoism no longer has the meaning of existence."

Daji tilted his head, a little strange.

"Do you believe in the way of heaven because of spells?"

she asked.

No one answered.

Only one boy said, "Don't the Heavenly Taoism exist because of power?"

"Of course not. The Heavenly Taoism was established to turn humans into humans, and humans in all spirits were powerless at the beginning."

Daji answered.

The boy looked up at her: "Sister, are you a awakened person?"

"Um."

Daji nodded.

"Can you tell us the story of all spirits?"

The boy asked.

"OK."

Daji lifted a strand of hair behind her head: "At the beginning, the people of all spirits were just ordinary people, without any power..."

She began to tell that the initial spirits learned technology, built cities, and created spiritual objects just to change lives.

The predecessor of the Heavenly Dao of All Spirits, the Immortal Dao of All Spirits, did not exist from the beginning.

It is the crystallization of the technology of all people in the Wanling Kingdom. Only when Sun Wukong mastered those techniques and read the three thousand immortal methods thoroughly, he created the Tao of Wanling Immortals.

"The king is extremely smart. Without the wisdom of all spirits, he cannot create the path of immortality."

Daji said that power was not there from the beginning. Countless mortals once dedicated to the Kingdom of All Spirits. In the end, the immortal path was established, and they did not have any magic and died directly.

"There are many of my friends there, and I watch them learn, grow, and die..."

Daji snorted coldly: "Compared to them, you are already a very lucky group of people."

The people of the Heavenly Taoist Church have never heard of such a story, and they can't help but feel a little ashamed.

"The creation of immortality is not easy."

Daji continued to tell the story of the past: "When the king first established it, all the immortals and Buddhas came to attack Wanling City..."

When the Immortal Path of All Spirits was established, every person who was spiritual still remembered the great shame that all spirits suffered.

They knew that the way of immortality was hard to come by, and that was the fruit that Sun Wukong had obtained after spending a long time of sleeping.

But no one in the Heavenly Taoist Church knew that there was such a heavy story behind the magic spells they came into contact with.

It turned out that the immortals and Buddhas in the sky were preventing mortals from controlling their power from beginning to end.

Realizing this, the people of the Tiandao Cult clenched their fists angrily.

"This is the story of all spirits and the story of the king."

Daji finally said, "The king will not die. Everything he encounters now is just a repetition."

"But we can save the king..."

The fox fairy smiled and said, "Now we have you and more compatriots, we will not make mistakes from the past."

The Tiandao Cult members were attracted by the smile and their hearts became hot again.

"right."

"It's right!"

"We have many, many compatriots now!"

“We have no reason to fail!”

The people of the Tiandao Cult are cheering up again.

Mrs. Diyong looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Have you recorded everything just now?"

she asked.

"It's recorded."

A little old man stood behind her with a fairy mirror: "Madam, how do you know that the fairy can say these words?"

"nature."

Mrs. Diyong replied.

Daji looks narcissistic and self-centered, and does not take others seriously.

But Mrs. Diyong knew that she was kind by nature and it was a natural act of comforting and encouraging others.

But what she didn't expect was that she would tell such a long story.

The voice of this number one beauty in Huaguoshan is magical, and simple words can inspire people's hearts, and it is even more infectious when telling stories.

Mrs. Diyong couldn't wait.

"You should spread Daji's words through the land."

She said to the little old man.

"this……"

The little old man hesitated for a moment: "Now the life and death of the Emperor of Heaven is uncertain, I don't know if other lands are willing to help."

"Just do it."

Mrs. Diyong said, "They will definitely pass it on."

Sun Wukong has not failed yet. Mrs. Diyong believes that those lands and mountain gods are not stupid, so she will naturally know that who is the best for them to take charge of the Three Realms.

The little old man got the order and turned into a smog of smoke and disappeared.

Mrs. Diyong turned her head to look at Daji again.
To be continued...