The sky had darkened without the Golden Elephant noticing, and the Golden Elephant shuttled through the mountains and forests, soaring between the branches and leaftops.

After climbing over one mountain after another, I found that although the loud shout was clear, it was far away. Finally at the top of a mountain, he stopped. I saw that there was a bright glow in the distant sky, reflecting that sky in the slightest. The light shone through the endless void and onto the golden elephant, scarring his scaleless back. The blood had formed a black scab, the golden scales on his forehead had cracked, and a wound on his back was shocking.

He curled up on the branch of one of the tallest trees at the top of the hill and watched motionlessly. Looking at a silent battle unfolding in the far void, or rather, it wasn't a battle, but like a sermon. In the sky, a holy woman stood there, holding a jade Jing bottle in her hand, her eyebrows were dotted with cinnabar, wearing a white robe, and her body was shrouded in colorful light, and next to her stood a woman in green clothes.

The whole world seemed to be centered on the holy woman. And on the top of a mountain in the heaven and earth where she was, faintly, there was a person sitting there, as if he was staring and listening. There was an ape sitting there, to be exact. He sat for three days, and Jin Xiangdi watched it on the top of this mountain for three days, without saying a word.

Until the ape suddenly rose into the air and came to the holy woman, with an extremely gentle gesture, the holy woman stroked the back of the ape's head, and turned away. The glow of the sky disappeared in an instant when the woman turned around, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness. At the moment when the sky and earth went dark, the image of the ape meekly following her feet remained in the golden elephant's eyes.

Imprinted in the heart, engraved in the soul, indelible.

Jin Xiangdi didn't know what was going on, he was suddenly blinded. Everything is like an illusion, not real or real.

"What's going on?" said Jin Xiangdi, looking up at the empty night sky, and asked in his heart.

No one answered him, and only the wind whined in the darkness.

The empty night sky is the same as the night Hui Yan died. This time, maybe Zhitong is also dead. In Jin Xiangdi's heart, Zhitong will not be like that even if he dies.

"That's not Senior Brother Zhitong, that's not Senior Brother Zhitong......" Jin Xiangdi thought so much in his heart, so much so that he even ignored Tsing Yi standing beside the woman.

The night passed, but the heavens and the earth never changed. And the golden elephant seems to have returned to the years when he came out of the mountains and traveled towards the world to learn the words of the world. All the way to the west, in the same direction as the holy woman had turned and left.

After a few days passed, he suddenly found that he could not recall the woman's appearance at all, only that she was shrouded in the sun, holy and extraordinary, and that her appearance seemed to be unclear at all.

A few more days passed, and he found that he only remembered that the sunset, and nothing else. He didn't know if it was his own problem, or if the other party had cast a spell that people couldn't remember.

There is no time in the mountains, and spring and autumn are passed at a glance.

The golden elephant walks through the dense forest, visualizes the spiritual platform when it is sleepy, and crosses the mountains and mountains when it wakes up.

He didn't find that his mana was a little stronger every day, and the spiritual platform became clearer and clearer, and the majestic snow-capped mountain became clearer and clearer, no longer in the extremely distant sky like he had seen before, but right in front of him, extremely real.

Spring goes to autumn, winter snow falls, and summer flowers are brilliant.

Jin Xiangdi didn't know the real place of Fangcun Mountain, he only knew the direction, and knew that Fangcun Mountain was in Xiniuhezhou, which was far away.

Passing through the city of the world, transforming into a human. Crossing the river, crossing the river, drifting across the sea.

Naturally, there were many dangers along the way, as Hui Yan said at the beginning, as long as the Golden Elephant was careful, there should be that starry sky talisman to resolve the danger. What's more, at this time, there is also a demon ape spirit talisman in the Golden Elephant Spirit Stage, and the ordinary demon exterminator in the world is not his opponent at all, and with his current state, very few Taoist priests can sense the demonic energy on his body.

In an abandoned Buddhist temple and ancient temple, more than a dozen people are sitting. Divided into several pulls, among them is the golden elephant, he sits in the innermost, a coarse cloth cloth is dusty, although the dress is extremely ordinary, but there is a faint feeling of dust.

These people were all stopped here by the heavy rain, and the golden elephant listened to the sound of the rain hitting the temple tiles, but his eyes were looking at the Buddha statue. Half of the Buddha statue was missing, and it had been cut open from the shoulder with a sharp object, but the head was still intact. He was looking closely at the face of the Buddha statue, trying to find a hint of familiarity on his face. But he was disappointed, there was a familiar feeling, but he didn't see a familiar place, he had indeed never seen such a Buddha statue, but there was an extremely familiar feeling in his heart.

"Maybe the person who took Senior Brother Zhitong away is from the same place as him. He looked at the Buddha statue and thought to himself.

At that moment, the silence of the ruined temple was broken by the cry of a child.

Jin Xiangdi couldn't help but look sideways, and it was a little boy who was crying, about five or six years old. He was being held in his arms by a bearded man, who heard the little boy cry and immediately whispered to him, while his eyes were still scanning around, and he was extremely vigilant. Jin Xiangdi could tell from his words that the little boy was in a very noble position. But the bearded man whispered but did not make the little boy stop crying, but the voice became louder and louder.

The bearded man had an anxious look on his face, his hand was already gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist, and his eyes looked at the people in the temple vigilantly, and then looked into the rain outside the temple gate. Jin Xiangdi could see that he had a fierce aura on his body, he should be a person who practiced martial arts in the world, and when his eyes scanned everyone, there was a fierce killing intent, either a Jiangyang thief or a fierce general in the army.

"Smack......

Next to the bearded woman sat a little girl of seven or eight years old, who suddenly raised her hand and slapped the little boy in the face. A patch of red suddenly appeared on the little boy's delicate face, and a small slap was clearly imprinted on his face.

"Cry, cry, cry, you are no longer the crown prince of the Great Zhou, your father is dead. The little girl said loudly, her voice still immature, but her face was awe-inspiring.

He hit him, and the bearded man quickly stood up. And the little boy did not dare to cry anymore, but looked up at the girl with a flat mouth.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the wind and rain. The bearded man's face changed greatly, and he picked up the little boy and the little girl and ran out of the temple.

Jin Xiangdi closed his eyes again, he had seen a lot of this kind of thing. I came to the conclusion that no matter what kind of living beings were, whether they were high immortals or mortals, there were battles, and their struggles were almost the same if they stripped them of all their cloaks.

"Bang ......"

The half-hidden temple door was pushed open, the wind and rain surged, and a group of dark and heavy armor soldiers stood solemnly in the drifting heavy rain, silent and solemn, without a single sound.

First, a general in armor held the door with one hand, his eyes scanning the temple. No one in the temple dared to look directly at him, and they bowed their heads one by one. Jin Xiangdi didn't want to cause trouble, so he naturally closed his eyes. The black-armored general did not come in, but closed the door again. Then he left, disappearing into the wind and rain.

If someone bumps into Jin Xiangdi's body, he will definitely save it, but if he wants to save people on purpose, he won't. The wind and rain stopped, the people in the temple dispersed, and the golden elephant was on the road again, stepping on the muddy road, like a piece of paper figure fluttering in the wind, not even the upper of the shoe was wet.

He was still heading west, passing through a valley, but he came across several corpses of armored soldiers, who were in the previous storm. He folded into the mountains, and did not follow the road at all, but walked in a straight line, over the mountains. Not long after leaving, he met the three people who escaped in the temple that day. The bearded man was badly wounded, and when he saw the golden elephant, he still clutched the hilt, while the little boy was dead, with a cut in his throat.

The bearded man couldn't speak, and although his eyes were fixed on the golden elephant, he was already on the verge of death.

The golden elephant was stunned and immediately walked around.

"You're not here to kill me?" asked the little girl suddenly.

"It's not. Jin Xiangdi turned his head to look at the little girl's black and white eyes, and replied.

"You're a god?" The little girl continued.

"I'm a youkai!" replied the golden elephant, walking through the woods, without stopping.

The little girl paused, as if frightened, looking at the back of the golden elephant that was about to disappear, she suddenly rushed out a few steps and asked loudly, "What demon?"

"The Basilisk. The golden elephant stood still, looked back at her, and saw that her delicate body looked helpless in the empty mountains and forests.

He was silent for a while, and the little girl seemed to be frightened, and did not dare to speak for a while, but just looked at the golden elephant closely. The golden elephant looked downward, slowly retracted, and turned again.

"I want to hire you as my Great Zhou National Teacher. The little girl suddenly shouted loudly, and after shouting, her chest rose and fell, as if she had exhausted all her strength. Jin Xiangdi looked back at the little girl, surprised in his heart, if he just listened to this voice and felt this tone, he would think that he was the queen of a country. But Jin Xiangdi still saw the lack of confidence in her eyes and a trace of expectation.

"Your Great Zhou Kingdom is gone. Jin Xiangdi replied casually.

"As long as I'm alive, the Great Zhou Kingdom will always be. The little girl said confidently.

Jin Xiangdi looked at her from head to toe again, her clothes were already so filthy that she couldn't see the color, and they were soaked, wrapped tightly around her body, she looked thinner and thinner, her face was also wet with mud, and her thin black hair was sticking to her face. But there is a sense of nobility hidden in his eyes, and there is a utilitarian advantage that can only be seen in the eyes of many adults.

Jin Xiangdi didn't answer, turned around and left. The little girl, however, seemed to be sure that the golden elephant was not in danger, and quickly chased after him, ignoring the dying beard. The golden elephant wanted to take off and leave, but when he looked back at her, he finally held back.

How could a little girl survive in the middle of such mountains and forests, although she didn't look like someone who would die easily.