3 miles in half a day

One day when the Patriarch and the various pupils were admiring the
evening view in front of the Three Stars Cave, the master asked, "Wukong,
has that matter been perfected?" Wukong said, "Thanks to the profound
kindness of the master, your pupil has indeed attained perfection; I now
can ascend like mist into the air and fly." The Patriarch said, "Let me see you
try to fly:' Wishing to display his ability, Wukong leaped fifty or sixty feet
into the air, pulling himself up with a somersault. He trod on the clouds
for about the time of a meal and traveled a distance of no more than three
miles before dropping down again to stand before the Patriarch. "Master,''
he said, his hands folded in front of him, "this is flying by cloud-soaring:'
Laughing, the Patriarch said, "This can't be called cloud-soaring! It's more
like cloud-crawling! The old saying goes, 'The immortal tours the North
Sea in the morning and reaches Cangwu by night.' If it takes you half a day
to go less than three miles, it can't even be considered cloud-crawling."

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