The sky has dimmed when the golden elephant is not paying attention. The golden elephant is shuttled through the mountains and forests, soaring between the branches and leaves.

After climbing over one mountain after another, he realized that the loud shout was clear, but it was in the distance. Finally, on the top of a mountain, he stopped. He saw a bright ray of light in the distant sky, reflecting the sky in a tiny light. The light shone through the endless void and shone on the body of the golden elephant, illuminating his back without scales. The blood formed a black scab, the golden scales on his forehead were cracked, and a wound on his back was shocking.

He rolled on the tallest branch on the top of the mountain and watched motionlessly. He looked at the silent battle in the void in the distance, or it could be said that it was not a battle, but a sermon. In the sky, a holy woman stood there, holding a jade bottle with her hands, cinnabar on her eyebrows, wearing a white Taoist robe, and a colorful glow of light, and beside her was a woman in green.

The whole world seemed to be centered on the holy woman. On the top of a mountain in the world where she was, there was a person sitting upright, as if he was staring and listening quietly. To be precise, there was a monkey sitting there. He sat for three days, and the golden elephant was watching the top of the mountain for three days, without saying anything.

Until the ape suddenly rose into the air and came to the holy woman, with a very gentle posture. The holy woman stroked the back of the ape's head and turned away. The sky was instantly retracted as the woman turned around, and the heaven and earth returned to darkness. At the moment when the sky and earth were dark, the image of the ape following her gentle feet remained in Jin Xiangdi's eyes.

Creation in the heart, engraved in the soul, will never be erased.

Jin Xiangdi didn't know what was wrong, but he suddenly became confused. Everything was like an illusion, not real or not.

"What's wrong?" Jin Xiangdi looked up at the empty night sky and asked in his heart.

No one answered him, only the wind was sobbing in the darkness.

The empty night sky is the same as the night when Huiyan died. This time, perhaps Zhitong was also dead. In Jin Xiangdi's heart, Zhitong would not be like that even if he died.

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

As the night passed, the heaven and earth never changed. And the golden elephant seemed to have returned to the years when he came out of the deep mountains and walked towards the world and wanted to learn the words of the world. He headed west, the same as the direction of the holy woman turning around and leaving.

A few days passed, and he suddenly realized that he could not recall the appearance of the woman. He only knew that she was shrouded in the sky, extremely holy, and looked like she had never seen clearly.

A few more days passed, and he found that he only remembered the rays of light and could never remember anything else. He didn't know if it was his own problem or the other party cast a spell, which made people unable to remember.

There is no time in the mountains, and you can see the spring and autumn at a glance.

The golden elephant travels between lush forests, visualizes the spiritual platform when you are sleepy, and crosses mountains and ridges when you wake up.

He did not find that his magic power was richer every day, and the spiritual platform became clearer and clearer, and the towering snow-capped mountain was no longer in the extremely distant horizon as he had seen before, but was right in front of him, extremely real.

Spring goes and autumn comes, winter snows fly, 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 the far Xiniu Hezhou.

Cross the city on earth, transform into a human being. Cross the river, cross the river, cross the ocean and the sea.

There were naturally many dangers along the way. As Huiyan said at the beginning, as long as the Golden Elephant acted carefully, the starry sky talisman should be able to resolve the danger. What's more, there was a demon ape spirit talisman in the Golden Elephant Spirit Platform. Ordinary demon-eliminating Taoist people in the human world are no match for him. Moreover, with his current state, few Taoist priests can sense the demonic aura on his body.

There are more than a dozen people sitting in an abandoned Buddhist temple. They are divided into several pieces, including the golden elephant. He is sitting at the innermost part, wearing a coarse cloth dress and is spotless. Although he is dressed very ordinary, he feels like he is out of the dust.

These people were all blocked by heavy rain. The golden elephant listened to the sound of the rain hitting the temple tiles in his ears, but his eyes were looking at the Buddha statue. Half of the Buddha statue was missing, and it was cut open from its shoulders by sharp tools, but his head was still intact. He was looking at the face of the Buddha statue carefully, trying to find a familiar place from his face. But he was disappointed, and there was a familiar feeling, but he didn't see a familiar place. He had never seen such a Buddha statue before, but he had an extremely familiar feeling in his heart.

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

At this moment, a child's cry broke the tranquility in the ruined temple.

Jin Xiangdi couldn't help but look at the side. The crying was a little boy, about five or six years old. He was being held in his arms by a bearded man. The bearded man immediately coaxed him in a low voice when he heard the little boy crying, while his eyes were also scanning around, and he was particularly alert. Jin Xiangdi could hear from his words that the little boy had a very noble status. However, the bearded man coaxed him in a low voice but did not stop the little boy from crying. Instead, he cried louder and louder.

The bearded man had an anxious look on his face. He had already grasped the hilt of his waist with his hands, looked at the people in the temple with vigilant eyes, and looked at the rain outside the temple gate. Jin Xiangdi could see that he had a sharp aura of evil spirit on his body, and he should be a person who practiced martial arts in the world. Moreover, when his eyes were scanning everyone, he had a fierce murderous intent, either a thief in the Yangtze River or a powerful general in the army.

"Bang..."

There was also a girl of seven or eight years old sitting next to the bearded man. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped the little boy in the face. A red color suddenly appeared on the little boy's delicate face, and a small slap was clearly printed on his face.

"Cry, why are you crying? You are no longer the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, your father is dead." The little girl said loudly, her voice still tenderly, but her face had a stern aura.

After he hit, the bearded man quickly stood up. The little boy didn't dare to cry anymore, but just looked up at the girl with his mouth flattened.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the storm. The bearded man's face changed drastically. He picked up the little boy and the little girl and ran outside the temple.

Jin Xiangdi closed his eyes again, and he saw a lot of such things. He came to a conclusion in his heart that no matter what kind of creature, no matter what kind of immortals, or mortals in the world, they all had struggles, and if their struggles were stripped away all the cloaks, they were almost the same.

"Bang……"

The half-closed temple door was pushed open, and the wind and rain surged. A group of dark armored soldiers stood in the heavy rain, silent and deadly, without a trace of sound.

First, a general wearing armor held the door with one hand and glanced at the temple with his eyes. No one in the temple dared to look at him directly, and bowed his head one by one. Jin Xiangdi didn't want to cause trouble, so he naturally closed his eyes. The black armor general did not come in, but closed the door again. Then he left and disappeared into the storm.

If someone hit Jin Xiangdi's body, he would definitely save him, but he would not. The wind and rain stopped, and the people in the temple dispersed, and the golden Xiangdi also set off again, stepping on the muddy road, like a paper man fluttering in the wind, and even the upper was not wet.

He was still heading west, passing through a valley, but encountered several corpses of armored soldiers, which were the ones in the wind and rain before. He turned into the mountains and did not walk along the way, but walked straight and crossed mountains and ridges. Not long after he walked, he met the three people who escaped in the temple that day. The bearded man was seriously injured. When he saw the golden elephant, he still held the hilt tightly, and the little boy was dead and had a knife cut on his throat.

The bearded man could not speak. Although he stared at the golden elephant, he was already on the verge of dying.

Jin Xiangdi was stunned and immediately walked around.

"Aren't you here to kill me?" the little girl asked suddenly.

"No." Jin Xiangdi turned his head and looked at the little girl's clear black and white eyes and replied.

"Are you a god?" the little girl continued to ask.

"I am a monster!" Jin Xiangdi replied, walking through the woods, constantly.

The little girl paused, as if she was scared. Looking at Jin Xiangdi's back, she suddenly rushed out a few steps and asked loudly: "What monster?"

"Snake Demon." Jin Xiang set her figure on her body, looked back at her, and looked at her delicate body in the empty mountains and forests with great helplessness.

He was silent for a while, and the little girl seemed to be scared and did not dare to speak for a moment. She just looked at Jin Xiangdi tightly. Jin Xiangdi's eyes moved down, slowly retracted, and turned around again.

"I want to hire you as my Grand Zhou State National Master." The little girl suddenly shouted loudly, and her chest was undulating after shouting, as if she had exhausted all her strength. Jin Xiangdi looked back at the little girl, surprised in her heart. If she just listened to this voice and felt this voice, she would think she was the queen of a country. But Jin Xiangdi still saw in her eyes that she lacked confidence and a hint of expectation.

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

"As long as I am still alive, the Great Zhou Kingdom will be there." The little girl said with confidence.

Jin Xiangdi looked her from head to toe again. Her clothes were so dirty that they could not see their color. They were wet. They were tightly wrapped around them and looked thinner. They were covered with wet mud on their faces. A thin black hair was pressed on their faces. But there was a sense of nobility in their eyes, and there was also the utilitarianism that Jin Xiangdi could only see from the eyes of many adults.

Jin Xiangdi didn't answer, and turned around and left. The little girl seemed to be sure that Jin Xiangdi was not in danger and quickly chased after him, regardless of the dying bearded man. Jin Xiangdi originally wanted to take the air to leave, but when she looked back at her, she finally held back.
Chapter completed!