At the end of August, Xu Ji began to prepare for the switch.

So, he returned to the Crystal Palace.

Every time he came back here, he could feel that this once ordinary Crystal Palace had undergone some extremely subtle changes.

Same this time.

On the jade wall of the Crystal Palace, the projection of the clock became more solid.

Xu Ji had a feeling that next time he came, this illusory clock would most likely become a real thing.

At least, it can temporarily change from illusion to reality.

"The prototype of a treasure?" Xu Ji lowered his head and glanced at the soap-black divine sword in his hand.

The divine object is silent, but like a living thing, pieces of green lotus emerge on the scabbard.

The golden wheel at the back of the head is followed by induction.

The phantom of the mathematical clock is projected onto the jade wall, resonating and talking with the phantom of the clock.

"What do you mean..." Xu Ji took off the mathematical clock floating out from behind his head and asked softly: "Do you want to integrate that 'clock' in the future?"

"This will take you one step further?!"

The mathematical clock chimed gently.

The obscure rhythm swayed in Xu Ji's heart.

Let him know that his guess is correct.

The mathematical clock is eager and looking forward to that moment.

And the clock phantom does not resist this future.

"Okay!" Xu Ji agreed with a smile.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the five-colored immortal stone that most likely gave birth to the protagonist of "Journey to the West", the Monkey King.

So, I held the immortal stone.

"Can't find Aolai National Flower and Fruit Mountain..."

"It seems that I can only send you to meet the 'Dinghai Shenzhen' in the Chinese Taoist tradition in advance!"

So he shook his hands slightly, and a fresh willow branch hung in front of him.

Xu Ji held the colorful stone and grabbed the willow branch.

All the villages, cities, schools, and government offices of the entire Chinese country appeared before his eyes one by one.

There are many lights and shadows, everything is lifelike, as if it is before your eyes.

Transparent, colorless lines of cause and effect connect everything together.

Countless numbers and symbols are jumping and flashing.

Endless voices of humans, monsters, water tribes, shamans and asuras gathered together.

Finally, at the end of cause and effect, between the dazzling heaven and earth, and at the center of the cycle of yin and yang and the five elements, a word composed of cause and effect, numbers, and the wishes of all living beings is condensed: Hua.

When this text appeared, Xu Ji could clearly feel the depths of the endless rocks, soil, spiritual veins, and mineral veins underground in China.

There are buried words jumping around.

Some things that have long since died, decayed, and shattered are now sprouting again under the influence of China.

The past and present intertwine.

Cause and effect collide with each other.

The Dinghai Divine Needle is flashing and lingering with endless brilliance.

These rays of light fall like raindrops and shine like beams of light.

Inject endless numbers, laws, and voices into the buried words.

Ancient texts are being re-constructed.

Decayed affairs gradually take on new life.

There are new shoots, and there are old ones that fade away.

Feeling these, Xu Ji understood.

"I am indeed a tool man!" He smiled and put the immortal stone in his hand, the multicolored stone that gave birth to the hero of the Journey to the West, the Monkey King, into the text where cause and effect collided and the voices of all people condensed.

Along with the colorful stones, they were sent into it.

The light of the Dinghai Divine Needle is getting brighter and brighter!

The beam of light is also hotter!

The buried words, once the core of civilization, gradually solidified as a result.

It echoes the word "Hua" that shines in cause and effect and shines brightly in the wishes of all people.

In Xu Ji's ears, the ancient hymn of the ancestors even sounded.

The hymn is grand and sacred, but vague and distant.

So much so that he couldn't hear the praises of his ancestors clearly.

I just vaguely knew that I, a tool man, had once again completed my mission!

…

Fire Cloud Cave.

Countless calamity fires descended one after another.

It turned into layers of blades, whizzing back and forth and splitting in this human holy land.

Billions of tribulation thunders fell like raindrops.

They were trapped in this dojo, and the holy emperors and holy emperors in the caves were swaying.

"Mercy! Mercy!" In each cave, the Holy Emperors lowered their heads and sighed: "The world is being slaughtered again! We are about to be tested again!"

Every great catastrophe is a test of life and death for these ancient human race Holy Kings and Holy Emperors.

Because after the Human Emperor's calamity, the situation of these Holy Emperors and Holy Emperors was extremely embarrassing.

They were trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave and could not move.

Everything in the world has nothing to do with them anymore.

Even though they were born, they still enjoyed the sacrifices of the human race for generations, and shared the luck and merits of the human race.

It seems like you don’t need to do anything, you can just sit back and enjoy the results.

However, the Holy Emperor and the Holy Emperors know.

This is the way to death and the punishment from heaven and earth!

They who are trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave have no significant contribution to the human race, but they share the fate and merit of the human race.

In this Fire Cloud Cave, there is the strength of a 'near saint'.

Is this realistic?

Unrealistic.

This is to destroy the seedlings and encourage them to grow, and it is also the burning fire to cook the oil.

Sooner or later, it will hurt yourself and affect yourself.

This is why the saints of Huoyundong will definitely try every means to contact the outside world.

He even did not hesitate to participate in the catastrophe.

They must ensure that they can exert a certain influence on the future orthodoxy of the human race.

At least the new human race in the future must recognize their existence.

Otherwise, the calamity has come and he will be reduced to ashes!

It is impossible for God to allow the 'useless' cud dog to continue to exist.

Not to mention, this 'rut dog' is still sharing and intercepting the luck and merits of the human race.

"We should be prepared!" The voice of Holy Emperor Fuxi communicates with each Holy Emperor and Holy Emperor through the innate gossip: "When the great calamity occurs in the world, each of us will choose his successor..."

"Otherwise, when the next great tribulation of Huiyuan occurs, what rains down from the Fire Cloud Cave may no longer be just the knife of tribulation fire and the rain of tribulation thunder!"

The Holy Emperors understood this truth face to face.

At this moment, the calamity fire and calamity thunder in Huoyun Cave suddenly became quiet.

Then, a grand salute rang out in this holy land of the human race.

There seemed to be countless figures of ancestors emerging.

They loudly praised and preached a great sacred thing.
To be continued...