Chapter 361: :I want to eat, too

In the East China Sea, a floating city like a satellite surrounds the Huaguo Mountain.
The ancestors came to the clouds and fell into the mountains and seas.
"Master."
The disciples greeted him at the port.
"I didn't expect to make Shanhaicheng come in two years."
The ancestors looked at the city in front of them with delight, and the streets and buildings were almost exactly the same as in his memory.

The buildings here are all reconstructed from the original drawings.

The disciples said to the ancestors: "In addition to the City of All Sowings, other cities have basically formulated plans for rehabilitation."
"is it?"
The ancestors were somewhat sentimental while being happy.
The City of All Souls is the capital and the largest city of the Spirit.
The Wanling people did not choose to rebuild the capital, perhaps with different obsessions.
It is not in the Wanling City of Xi Niu Hezhou, maybe it is not Wanling City.
Shanhaicheng is different. As an educational institution, it is the largest floating city in two years.
Some schools in the city have begun to give lectures.
After seeing the mountain sea city, the ancestors turned and flew over the sea and came to Huaguoshan.
Huaguoshan, Sun Wukong sitting alone in the foothills, squinting and enjoying the sea breeze, seems to be a little happy.
The ancestor fell behind him thousands of miles away and was stopped by ten unicorns.
"The king is resting, no one can get close."
The unicorns hovered around the ancestors and looked at him with a watchful look.
"The ancestors are strange."
The arms of the apes rushed in and let the unicorns retreat: "They don't know you."
The ancestors shook their heads: "Nothing."
He then looked at Sun Wukong.
"It’s been a long time since the apprentice has been relaxed."
Said the ancestors.
Sun Wukong did not find his arrival and was in a state of complete relaxation.
Some birds flew around him, and he did not drive away, looking free.
"is not it!"
The Tongue Ape is happy to say: "The King is hard to let himself relax, we want him to rest for a while."
The ancestor turned to look at him: "How long have you known me?"
"It is a few years in the morning than the ancestors."
The old monkey replied.
"Although the King is the King, there are occasions when he looks more like a child."
"I agree with this."
The founder smiled.
He always believes that Sun Wukong's innocence is pure, carefree, and unscrupulous is his nature. Isn't it normal with children?
Just, this child always does things like children...
"If it's just a child, that's great."
The ancestor looked at Sun Wukong and did not want to disturb his rare clean.
Sun Wukong looked at the sea, and the eyes that seemed to have nothing to think about were as pure and innocent as they were.
But after all, he was still the Emperor, and soon he noticed the arrival of the founder.
"Wukong."
The ancestors took the initiative to go.
He saw a few wooden-woven architectural models at the foot of Sun Wukong.
"what is this?"
Asked the founder.
"A gift to be delivered tomorrow."
Sun Wukong replied and took the models back.
"I thought that when you came back from the land, you would be eager to unite the world."
The founder sat down beside Sun Wukong and said, "Why should you hand over Beiju Luzhou to Erlang Zhenjun and Niu Devil?"
"This is no secret."
Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Is Master not heard the reason?"
"Listen."
The ancestor shook his head: "but it can't be relieved."
Sun Wukong stunned and nodded.
"To prevent mistakes."
He said in this way: "The most difficult thing to do in the world, there is a certain amount of pain, so that the spirit can understand the precious."
Sun Wukong can quickly win the three major ministries, but there will be a lot of sequelae in the future.
He said a few words, the ancestors understood.
"You really are the Emperor..."
The ancestors sighed, I don’t know if I should be happy or sad.
But in order to maintain long-term stability, Sun Wukong made the right decision.
"With regard to Wanling Tiandao, I have developed some popular methods."
The ancestors shifted the topic and chatted with Sun Wukong about the heavens.
Human nature is suitable for the spread of the heavens.
The two hundred years that Wanling State has gone through can actually be reduced to four big characters to win the day.
Here is that people are not human beings, but all spirits.
Every effort can change everything, and the core of the heavens can be condensed into these four words.
"This may not be a belief, but a stronger belief."
Said the ancestors.
"This is faith."
Sun Wukong does not believe that faith is a narrow definition.
Dedicating a is a belief, and a culture is also a belief.
The founder extracted eight words for Wanling Tiandao.
"Everything is equal, and people will win the day."
"can."
Sun Wukong felt that there was no problem.
Although not precise enough, this level is now sufficient.
After talking about Wanling Tiandao, Sun Wukong sniffed the nose and suddenly smelled a special fragrance.
"Is Master eating?"
He suddenly asked.
"not yet."
The ancestors shook their heads: "What's wrong?"
"I smell interesting."
When Sun Wukong finished speaking, he came to the lake with his founder.
By the lake, a group of little monsters are roasting sweet potatoes, and the patrons who saw this scene suddenly got a little bit stunned.
Water curtain hole, Zhenyuan Daxian got off the carriage.
"Xiandi, Xiandi, I will take you to Longgongcheng to open your eyes!"
He walked into the water curtain hole and found that there was no one inside.
"Where did the younger brother go?"
Zhenyuan Daxian asked the monster who was guarding the gate.
"The king went to the lake."
The monster replied.
"What are you going to the lake?"
"Roasted sweet potato."
"Oh... um!?"
Zhenyuan Daxian lingered for a long time: "Does monkeys also eat sweet potatoes?"
...you should not ask this.
The monster thought about it, but still nodded: "Eat."
"I have to go see."
Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly had an interest and ran to the lake.
Sun Wukong is actually baking sweet potatoes.
In addition to Sun Wukong, there are also ancestors, enthusiasm and singers, and many little monsters.
"Give, Master."
Sun Wukong, who was hung by the little monsters, handed the sweet potato to the founder.
"you really……"
The ancestor shook his head, and it was rare for Sun Wukong to be interested. He would not say anything.
"The king is actually baking sweet potatoes!"
He looked at him like a curious baby, and then said to him: "Can this be sold as a story?"
He shook his head: "I am not a clear child."
"You don't sell me for sale."
He turned his eyes and took the drawing board out: "Da Wang, why are you baking sweet potatoes today?"
"Is the sweet potato slow-selling?"
She asked.
"Do not."
Sun Wukong saw her drawing board and did not stop her from galloping.
"Just want to eat."
There are not so many things, why do he want to do what he wants now.
"well said!"
Zhenyuan Daxian fell down: "Plus me, I want to eat too."
In order to barbecue the golden scorpion, he and the spiders practiced a good roasting art, and today there is a chance to play.