9:05 pm.

Xu Ji sat on the balcony and waited quietly.

At the same time, I also sorted out the learning results of the past two days.

I have memorized the drawing of the pendulum clock.

It's the mathematics for the first grade of high school. I have read it roughly once and haven't fully mastered it yet.

This is also helpless.

High school mathematics has officially begun to enter the ocean of mathematics.

The first thing is a set function. If you don’t spend some time, you really can’t understand it.

Xu Ji just spent a few hours yesterday doing a preliminary review.

As a bad student, although he has a clear mind, he is still a little confused now.

Fortunately, today's Chinese students should not be able to condense the golden elixir.

So there is still time to study.

"I don't know what happened to those little guys after not coming back for a year!" Xu Ji muttered.

"I don't even know, what happened in that mythical world?"

When you chant with righteous thoughts, the world tilts.

In an instant, everything in front of me changed.

He returned to the Crystal Palace, where the golden light shone brightly in all directions.

The jade bed on which I sat was as warm and soft as water.

The divine sword in his hand shook gently, and a green lotus bloomed.

The old god's instructions were replayed in his mind.

"That's it!" Xu Ji finished digesting: "The old immortal has gone to join Zonglianheng!"

Leader Tongtian did not describe it in detail to Xu Ji, but only talked about the meeting with two Taoist friends.

And explained the method of postponement.

Xu Ji held the divine sword and gently pinched the green lotus flower in front of him.

In an instant, I fell into it.

Then, the ancient Taoist palace, the past that the old immortal had experienced, appeared before his eyes again.

only……

This time, something seems different.

He is no longer attached to the body of the old god.

Instead, it turned into an afterimage.

And those empty shells that were vague and only had ashes, gathered together bustlingly.

And the figures of the old god and his two senior brothers came into view.

But opposite their senior brothers, there were two empty shells.

One of the empty shells held something in its hand.

That thing was covering the man's head, and it looked very familiar.

Even quite friendly!

In my ears, I could only hear an empty shell beside me saying: "I'm so lucky today!"

"Brother Sanqing discusses Taoism with two demon emperors!"

"What a rare opportunity!"

Xu Ji looked at the empty shadow of a familiar object.

Suddenly a thought came to me: "Mathematical clock?!"

The thing covering the empty shell suddenly solidified.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of the bell echoed, causing ripples.

Amidst the sound of the bell, time seemed to stand still for an instant, and Xu Ji felt that everything in front of him became real.

The empty shells and afterimages came to life one after another.

Like a sketch, it is colored, painted, and filled in.

The mathematical clock seemed to have the urge to move closer to him.

But for some unknown reason, he failed to come closer. He just stopped on the head of the person who was gradually coming to life, and countless black and yellow lights fell.

As the dark yellow light falls, time seems to start flowing again.

The sounds in my ears and the people around me also became vivid.

No longer an empty shell piled with afterimages and ashes.

It is a real existence of flesh and blood.

However, when Xu Ji looked at it, he always felt a little unnatural.

Because these people look lifelike, but they always give people a lifeless feeling.

Only a few people could feel the breath of living people on their bodies.

Naturally, this includes the man who is standing in front of the old immortal brother with the mathematical clock on his head.

Xu Ji looked at the man.

He was wearing a robe, with the sun, moon and stars wrapped around his waist.

A pair of eyes, like burning stars.

The skin on the face was covered with golden lines.

pity……

But he is a dead man!

Just like the people around him.

Seeing this, Xu Ji carefully took a step back.

But just this retreat allowed him to pass through the people around him.

It's like walking through a wall.

Xu Ji was suddenly shocked: "What's going on?"

He looked at the person next to him, but saw that the person seemed not to know he existed at all.

"I am here, but I don't exist?" Xu Ji suddenly understood something.

Regarding the past in this old god's memory, isn't he just a non-existent person?

"It's like using VR to watch those old documentaries..."

"It seems like I'm immersed in the scene, but in fact it's just my own feeling..."

Thinking like this, the two people who were confronting the old immortal brothers started to stretch out their hands.

The man with the mathematical clock on his head was heard to bow his head and say: "Three Taoist brothers are invited!"

As he spoke, the dark yellow light falling from the mathematical clock above his head completely enveloped him.

Turning him into a knight in heavy armor.

And all time around him seemed to have stopped.

Let him have free time to perform one Tao method after another.

"How can a mathematical clock still be used like this?" Xu Ji sighed, feeling eye-opening.

Next to that man, a man who was also wearing a uniform, but more ruthless, seized the moment when the mathematical clock stopped and started to take action.

All he saw was a picture album, opened from the back of his head.

It fell towards the old immortal brothers and covered the heads of the three old immortals.

At the same time, a book quietly emerged from the ground.

Countless ancient words shine equally, turning into countless cages and restraints.

Xu Ji's eyes were dumbfounded when he saw it.

"This is the fighting method of high-end combat power in this mythical world?!"

He felt greatly ashamed.
To be continued...