But the trick is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength, and she ends up in a long-planned trap.

Fortunately, in addition to her brain, she also has luck.

A scholar who has traveled here comes to the rescue in a moment of crisis, and the girl escapes under the shroud of the blue energy field.

She was amazed by the surging power of the demonic path, and she followed the scholar all the way to Jixia Academy.

Either you have talent or you have personality. If you want to stay under the grass, you have to have the same.

Yiguang didn't know what she had.

She studied day and night at the Demon Dao Academy, and set her sights on various grand prix events.

She hopes that one day in the future, she will be able to walk freely on the continent like that scholar and help others solve all kinds of problems.

Of course, she will pay off those debts.

But in order to avoid those haunting traces, she temporarily hid her identity.

And take the direction of your hometown as your surname, reminding yourself not to forget.

Since then, there has been no Shi Yiguang.

Only Shih Tzu.

The rain-washed dome is dotted with cold stars. Starlight trekked through the dark valleys, into the long-abandoned ancient shrine, and finally cowered on the dusty stone statue of the goddess.

The unknown goddess holds a lotus flower in her hand and wears an old yarn around her arm.

There was no wind, but the yarn fluttered in the cold air.

The soaking wet girl put down the little puppet in her arms and shuddered to untie the yarn.

The hair soaked in cold water is like a snake attached to its back, and the sharp cold is the poison on the snake's teeth, seeping from the skin into the heart.

She was so cold that her teeth chattered, she almost hallucinated, and even saw the statue of the goddess as if she was smiling at her.

"I'll only borrow it for one night." She curled up at the foot of the statue of the goddess wrapped in yarn, until the warmth she had not felt for a long time enveloped her.

She had a long dream.

In her dream, she was not an orphan in the Southern Wilderness, she did not starve and freeze, and she did not have to hide from creditors on a cold and rainy night.

She grew up in an old, peaceful village surrounded by family and friends.

The valley outside the village can pick lotus on summer nights, and fish play among the lotus leaves.

The blurred mother tied a light veil around her wrist, and the veil flew out in the direction of her fingers, wrapping around everything in her vision.

So some of the fish leaped up, and some of the fish sank to the bottom of the lake.

She ran out of the village with a leap of joy in the soft mud of the stream, and the mist raised by the light gauze covered the entire surface of the stream.

"Yiguang."

Someone called her from behind. But the fog cut off the way through, and there was nothing there.

"Yiguang, don't look back. It's good to go the way you want to go. ”

When the first rays of sunlight poured through the dome, the girl woke up.

The little puppet that had been picked up out of nowhere was gone, and only a silver dollar lay alone on the ground.

The goddess is holding a lotus flower in her hand, her eyebrows are gentle, a little familiar but she can't remember.

The yarn shrunk around her wrist, and there was still warmth, and the girl was stunned for a long time.

"I'd like to borrow a little more."

She tightened the yarn around her wrist and left the valley without looking back.

Zhuang Zhou

A well-planned trap for Xi Shi was rescued by a scholar who had traveled here at a time of crisis, and the girl escaped under the shroud of the blue energy field, and followed the scholar all the way to Jixia Academy.

Once upon a time there was a man who rode a fish, he liked to dream and had the ability to make dreams into reality, but the world in his dreams was always nowhere to be placed, just as he had nowhere to put himself in reality.

Eventually, he went to Jixia, where he was able to dream freely, in his dreams, or incarnate as a Dapeng, overlooking the world at a height of 90,000 miles and floating on the sea of stars, or travel through time and space, witnessing high-rise buildings and iron birds and monster cars shuttling. He was known as Zhuang Zhou.

"Is the butterfly me, or am I the butterfly?"

"Did I encounter this world in a dream, or was the world my dream in the first place?"

"From the time I can remember, everything I dreamed of could eventually come out of nothing and become reality. It may be a great ability, but everyone else looks at me in a strange light. I've imagined a huge otherworld, but there's no place for me to put it. ”

"There were kings who hired me for this ability, but I did not want to be an ox enshrined on the altar and sent to the offering table in splendid embroidery."

"Thankfully, I was able to continue dreaming freely at a place called Jishita."

"In my dream, I once incarnated as a Dapeng and flew to an altitude of 90,000 miles. From there, you can see the world floating and sinking above the sea of stars, as small as sand. They are born, glow with dazzling brilliance, and disappear in an instant. ”

"I also had a long dream, it was a long, long time ago, in a distant time, full of amazing sights: towering buildings lined up one after another. The cart that didn't need to be pulled by a horse flew through at a rapid pace, and the long-winged iron bird roared overhead.

"Ah, you ask me if I feel happy living in a dream?"

"Life has an end, and dreams are boundless."

Mozi, who has revived the art of the machine, the greatest wise man, Lao Fuzi, and Zhuang Zhou, who can turn dreams into reality, are the three "peaks" of the wisdom of the King Continent, and are also known as the "Three Sages of Jixia".

Legend has it that Master and Jiang Ziya were once close partners, but Jiang Ziya was bent on recreating the glory of antiquity, and Master finally broke with him.

Master firmly believes that the endless pursuit of knowledge and the unbridled exploration of the demonic path will eventually lead to destruction.

In order to pass on knowledge, but not to cause disasters, the master founded Jixia Academy, and Mozi and Zhuang Zhou are called the three sages of Jixia, recruiting talents from the mainland, teaching without class, and teaching according to aptitude.

Therefore, the name of the master resounded in the king continent.

Heaven does not give birth to a master, and eternity is like a long night.

In the mainland, even a three-year-old child can tell you categorically: The strongest person in the world is the old master.

This is both a legend and an unwavering faith.

How old is the Master? It is probably like a surging river, flowing day and night, and you can only marvel at the deceased like Sifu, but you can't see the source.

How strong is the Master? It's probably like the frozen snow-capped mountains, the towering Tower of Babel, and the nine-fold sky.

The only wise man who was once comparable to his master was Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya inherited the knowledge of the primeval world and passed them on to future generations in the form of tricks and magic paths.

However, Master had a premonition of the danger of such an approach: the pursuit of the supreme knowledge, which is the root of heaven and earth, could easily lead one to lose the fear of life and lead astray.

In the ancient era that has been destroyed, it is because of the unrestrained exploration of the demon path that the demon seed, as an inhuman lifeform, once threatened the existence of human beings and caused the destruction of the king.

Jiang Ziya was bent on recreating the glory of antiquity, and he could not listen to the advice of his master, and this disagreement eventually led to the break between the two great wise men.

But later emperors recognized the wisdom of the Master.

In order to pass on knowledge and not cause the consequences of a runaway disaster, the master founded Jixia Academy, which became the head of the "Three Sages of Jixia" with Zhuang Zhou and Mozi, and widely accepted the geniuses of the mainland as disciples, regardless of origin, regardless of skill, regardless of race, and teach students according to their aptitude.

Gradually, Jixia became a holy place for young elites.

Even as a summoner, it is a supreme honor to be able to get the guidance of the old master.