Vol 2 Chapter 180: :failure

When Sun Wukong's consciousness returned to the body again, Jade Emperor and Erqing had waited for a long time.
"How about this spell?"
As soon as Sun Wukong opened his eyes, the Jade Emperor asked.
"beyond imagination."
Sun Wukong told the Emperor what he saw with joy.
After listening to Jade Emperor and Erqing, they both felt incredible.
"Can we use this chessboard?"
Yudi asked eagerly.
"of course."
Sun Wukong nodded and reached for a move. The three small chessboards split from the tree of all spirits and fell into the palms of the three.
Sun Wukong then taught them how to use the chessboard.
Erqing casts the spell first, and the chessboard in his hand is broken, but after a while, the chessboard on the Spirit Tree does not respond at all.
"How could this be?"
Erqing turned to look at the Jade Emperor: "Your Majesty, you try."
Jade Emperor also tried it once, then shook his head with regret: "I can't do it either."
Like Erqing, he could not use the chessboard.
"This day's chess board is not accessible to everyone."
At this time, the crow on the Spirit Tree said, "No matter how well you master the Heavenly Spirit, you don't understand the Totem of Hongmeng and you can't drive it."
The three Jade Emperors understood the reason, and were very sorry.
"The next step in the improvement of this chessboard can only depend on you."
Yudi said that although regrettable, the appearance of the chessboard is a good thing in the end.
"If heaven can spread itself, can we call those who go to heaven to popularize heaven?"
Jade Emperor asked again.
"No need to."
Sun Wukong shook his head: "The spread of heaven, most of the effects of totems will also appear in heaven, and they stay there to facilitate handling."
The Jade Emperor nodded, and stayed in Xiande Palace for a while, and then said goodbye to Sun Wukong with Erqing, no longer disturbing.
This time, the strength of Tiandao's chessboard brought unexpected surprises to the immortals of Xiande Palace, so that they were all motivated, and Tiandao's progress accelerated again.
More and more totems are integrated into the Spirit Tree, and there are dozens of small and large accidents in the middle.
Fortunately, the immortals were well prepared. Under the guidance of Sun Wukong, everyone was united, and they all passed through without fear.
With the integration of totems and the improvement of the chessboard, the spread of all-spirit heaven has not stopped.
Where Sun Wukong can perceive, he is growing at the rate of at least one star house per day.
The magnitude of this growth is very amazing, and the spirit of Sun Wukong is also following the spread of the heavenly path to become stronger. In less than three months, he completed the accumulation of the past 100 years.
Now he closes his eyes and can see the important events in the heavens hundreds of millions of kilometers away.
For the Three Realms, Sun Wukong's perception is even more nuanced. As long as he wants to know something, he doesn't need to leave Xiande Palace, he can understand it.
He is most concerned about the progress of Hongmeng Small World.
Zhenyuan Daxian did not let him down. The small world progressed very fast. Zhenyuan Daxian successfully built a sturdy city beyond imagination.
Although this city stands in a mortal world, it is as strong as Tiangong.
In recent days, Zhenxian Daxian led some immortals to catch small totems every day, and then put them into the city for various tests.
Every day, there are trees growing wildly in the city, stones are jumping around, all kinds of strange things appear, little totems are disorderly, but very stable.
Sun Wukong is very interested in these scenes and observes them every day.
However, this situation suddenly shattered one day.
That day, the little totems did not know what caused the fight, the city shook violently, and everything inside collapsed.
This happened in an instant, and the city collapsed like a pouring flood, flattened, and the sky was filled with dust.
The immortals didn't even have time to react, and they saw a gray area ahead. There was nothing left of the city.
They were all stunned.
"How can it crash?"
Zhenyuan Taixian was shocked: "Do those little totems have such power?"
He didn't put real totems in it, and he couldn't believe that the small totems could destroy the fortified city he built himself.
"If such a totem would collapse this city, what is the land of Hongmeng doing?"
Zhenyuan Daxian thought to himself: "It is at least 100 times more powerful than the building of the Temple of Heaven."
Such a sturdy city can't stop the power of the totem. He really doesn't know how to build a land 100 times stronger than this.
This failure has shaken the confidence of many immortals.
Even the immortals of Xiande Palace knew this defeat and were worried.
"Heavenly."
Saturn Jun confirmed to Sun Wukong again: "Can the Hongmeng Small World really be built?"
"can."
Sun Wukong didn't change his original intention: "It's just a failure, and Daxian won't give up."
Sure enough, a few days after he finished saying this, Zhenyuan Taixian built the city again.
Failure is the mother of success, this time Zhenyuan Daxian looks more positive and enthusiastic!