Where is this?

Xia Ji asked himself in his heart.

At this moment, he was no longer on the Xiaoyao Painting Boat, and there was no longer the cold wind and cold snow in front of him, and no longer the dying two-headed water snake.

This is an unknown space, as if it is a small island floating in eternity. Looking from left to right, the view is the hazy scenery, giving it a mysterious feeling.

But if you tell me carefully, you can't tell what the scenery is.

Maybe it is a tree, a mountain, a flower, a grass, a sunset, a bright moon, a palace community...

But no matter what, it is wrong to say it.

He tried to see and walk, but found that his body was not under his control at this time.

It's like being in the tomb of the gods.

At this moment, a cold figure appeared in the distance, vaguely identifying nine big jade-white tails, like snow-like flames burning the space.

The center of the nine jade tails has begun to shine with the light of stars, as if it is a natural world of heaven and night sky.

Self-evident information poured into Xia Ji's mind.

Nine-tailed Jade Fox.

One tail and one thousand years.

If you transform into stars, you need to go through an immortal catastrophe before you can have a illusion.

And this fox has obviously been practicing Taoism for nearly 20,000 years.

He felt a sense of joy, and then heard the voice of the Jade Fox

"Holy Emperor, the immortals, Buddhas and mortals have joined forces..."

The sound came into his mind.

Xia Ji was stunned for a moment because his voice was a little familiar.

He was about to ask "Who are you?" but soon heard his faint response: "The strong prey on the weak, and the way of heaven has been like this since ancient times."

The cold and charming voice paused for a moment, without refuting or further reporting, but just responded respectfully: "Yes."

After the sound disappeared...

This world has become Xia Ji again.

He recalled the owner of the voice just now, as if he was a bit like Xia Ning, and it seemed that he was not. He couldn't tell the difference, but when he thought of the nine-tailed jade fox, he felt a different feeling in his heart, as if his relationship with this jade fox was not just a relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Just as he was thinking, the picture was like fast forwarding.

Scenes are like pictures soaked in water.

hazy.

Pull out the afterimage.

Xia Ji saw himself walking under a tree on the island.

The tree is imitated by the great way, mysterious and indescribable. The leaves in it are like nebula, floating with eternal cold black, and the stars are shining with uneven parts, bright in the center, while the corners are cold and pitch black.

Xia Ji smiled in his heart.

It's really realistic...it's like the real universe.

Then he saw himself reaching out into the leaves, as if he had grabbed a "fruit".

Bang!!

Between the cosmic leaves, a "star" began to wither quickly, but the "star" was just in the corner, and even if it disappeared, no one noticed it.

He saw that he had caught an apple-like thing at this moment, and started eating it without washing it.

Xia Ji wanted to know what this thing tasted, whether it was sweet or not, but he was like a person who watched the show and could only look hazy.

Sometimes, the picture is very real and detailed, but more often, it is blurry like bubbles.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe it's only a moment, maybe it's many years.

He remembered that many years ago, a nine-tailed little fox came to him and told him that "the immortals and Buddhas have joined forces with the world."

The little fox asked him to come out of the mountain to help everyone.

But he can't get out.

How can a saint come out if he is above him?

How can I move?

If you come out and move, you will raise the catastrophe of the war between heaven and earth to a higher level.

He is the only saint of the demon clan.

But there are many immortals and Buddhas...

Perhaps, many are not worth mentioning, but there is absolutely more than one.

He remembered that when he became a saint, there were three immortals and Buddhas, one of whom he also called...teacher.

Now, he has no attention.

Suddenly, another figure appeared at the entrance of this small island.

Xia Ji felt like he looked up.

This time it was no longer the nine-tailed Jade Fox, but a black shadow carrying a black pillar and squatting at the entrance. The black shadow was facing the light, and he couldn't see it. The only thing he could tell was that behind the black shadow was a slender tail dancing back and forth.

The black shadow just squatted at the end of the island, giving people an unimaginable aura of arrogance.

Outside, it may be the master who gallops across the eight wildernesses and will not be at the slightest point of the battle against the gods and Buddhas.

But here, it needs respect.

So, Xia Ji heard a respectful voice:

"Bow to the Holy Emperor."

Holy Emperor?

Am I the Holy Emperor?

Or is the body I traveled to bear the fate of the Holy Emperor?

Then there is a bloody salvation?

This Holy Emperor... no matter how you look at it, it seems to be the future demon king.

He wanted to ask "what era is it now?" But when he said that, he became "what is the little monkey doing here?"

The figure grabbed the black pillar and rotated twice in the air, settled in front of him, then leaned on his hands and kowtowed heavily.

Knocked one.

Knocked two.

After a moment of pause, it knocked on the third one.

After knocking, it kneels down and doesn't speak.

How can a saint need others to speak?

When it comes here, the Holy Emperor in front of him should understand.

Xia Ji thought for a moment and wanted to say, "Are you the legendary Monkey King Sun Wukong? Can you sign a name? But... it's not very similar." However, when he said that, he became "I can't ask for it, why bother asking for it again."

The figure knelt for a long time, but for a long time, he remained silent.

This kneeling...

Xia Ji has some concept of time.

It seems like five hundred years have passed.

No.

Where did the battle described by the Human Emperor Li Linyuan in the Human Emperor’s Notes last so long?

Five hundred years ago, it's already finished?

Not right...

Including the nine-tailed Jade Fox before, it’s probably a thousand years old, right?

Then, he heard the little monkey speak.

The voice was hoarse and depressed.

"I knelt on my emperor for five hundred years. Even though I knew I shouldn't ask, I still wanted to say that more than half of the demon races have been destroyed. The people of our race have been raised, fish, elixirs, slaughtered, and sold. Why don't you see my emperor feeling pity?"

Xia Ji was so nervous that after saying this, it was obvious that if he implemented it, he should be the Demon King...

He heard his response, his voice was neither sad nor happy nor angry: "This is the way of heaven, and it is the right way for me to decline."
To be continued...