At nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Ji sat on the balcony and put aside the mobile phone that had recorded the video.
Then he raised his head and looked towards the dimly lit distance.
Slowly closing his eyes, he spent the whole day memorizing the lesson preparation records for the second grade of junior high school.
In order to facilitate teaching, he even used his mobile phone to download a pile of test papers...
My brain was a little swollen after doing it.
"This is only the second grade..." He thought in his heart: "If it's the third grade of junior high school, or even the third grade of high school..."
"How can we play with this?"
He was originally a scumbag.
I have basically forgotten the mathematics content in high school.
If he were asked to take the exam now, it would be difficult for him to pass!
Fortunately, his current energy and mental flexibility are not comparable to what he had in the past.
As long as you study hard and become a top student, there will be no problem.
Therefore, he has asked Gui Ling to find a famous high school mathematics teacher to make up lessons for him.
In addition, he also reviewed the first-grade junior high school content of physics and chemistry today.
I also found some tutorials on setting up simple physics laboratories and chemistry laboratories on the Internet, and studied for two or three hours.
"This time..." Xu Ji thought: "The glass industry should be put on the agenda!"
In that mythical world, a very interesting point is that glass technology has actually been cracked long ago.
Not to mention the gods and Buddhas in the sky, even the monks and monsters on earth have already refined various kinds of colored glaze.
For example, the Crystal Palace in Shashui was built using a lot of colored glass such as tempered glass.
Although these colored glazes are mottled in color, they are highly transparent.
These things all belong to monks and monsters' creations, and rarely find their way into the folk.
Thinking about these things, Xu Ji fell into a trance.
Dong dong dong...
The crisp sound of bells came from behind my head.
Open your eyes and see countless sunlight falling around you.
"Back!" Xu Ji stretched out his hand, and the divine sword fell into his hand.
Dong dong dong...
The mathematical clock also jumped into his hand and started spinning in his palm.
On top of the divine sword, a piece of green lotus bloomed.
The magnificent picture appears from the pupils of the eyes.
Stars shift in an instant, and time and space mutate.
Xu Ji appeared in the old god's past again just like last time.
However, this time he has experience.
Through the perspective of the old god, he found that he was still standing at the door of the extremely ancient Taoist palace.
Beside him, the two vaguely silhouetted 'Taoists' stood side by side with him.
In front of the Dao Palace, countless shadows with nothing but ashes gathered together. They seemed to be whispering and saying something.
Xu Ji listened carefully, but unfortunately most of the sounds were blurry, like the noise of snowflakes on an old black and white TV.
Even the voices of the two Taoists beside him were like this.
The content of their discussion seemed to have been deliberately blurred and hidden.
"Is it because of the old gods?" Xu Ji couldn't help but guess: "Or are these existences, because of their extremely high status, so their past is elusive?"
Thinking of these, the door of the ancient Taoist palace has been opened.
The shadows of the two boys and girls still appeared in front of the gate.
"The five-hundred-year period has arrived, please come to the palace, comrades!"
So, the old immortal and his two senior brothers were the first to walk in.
Then, there are thousands of figures behind them.
The Dao Palace was instantly crowded.
Xu Ji also followed the footsteps of the old immortal, walked to a corner of the Taoist Palace, and sat down.
At this moment, countless mysterious voices sounded from all directions.
A Taoist holding a fly whisk, his figure filled with countless radiances, and his face hidden in countless auspicious lights, appeared on a jade plate.
"Today, the five-hundred-year period has come. Pindao and fellow Taoists will talk about the great road again!"
The Taoist's voice was like a microwave, echoing in this Taoist palace.
Thousands of people bowed their heads and said: "Fellow Taoist, have mercy!"
Then I just listened to the Taoist saying: "Today, I will talk to you fellow Taoists about cause and effect..."
At this moment, Xu Ji suddenly felt his scalp numb and his soul was startled.
A pair of black and white, simple and pure eyes appeared in front of him.
At this time, Xu Ji felt: "I have been discovered!"
"I was seen!"
He was seen by the owner of this ancient Taoist palace.
Through time and space, you can see clearly.
"Fellow Taoist is here!" The Taoist's voice came to my ears: "It's destiny!"
"Please sit down too!"
Xu Ji was confused, followed his instinct, bowed his head and said: "No!"
Then he discovered that he seemed to appear in that Taoist palace.
There is a futon in front of me.
But in this Taoist palace, everyone except him and the Taoist ignored his existence.
It seems that he is regarded as a person who does not exist.
But Xu Ji felt that he really appeared in that Taoist palace.
Everything in front of me is extremely real.
He quietly observed his surroundings.
It was the same as what he saw through the perspective of the old god.
Everyone was blurred, and most of the figures were nothing but empty shells and a little bit of ashes.
Like a soap bubble, it's also like a shadow recorded in history.
At this moment, Xu Ji inexplicably knew that the people who had been in this Taoist palace no longer existed.
Most people have been wiped out.
There are only dozens of shadows, but they still have entities.
"This means that in this mythical world, there are still dozens of people who are close to or as awesome as the old gods?" Xu Ji thought, then raised his head and looked at the Taoist in front of him.
The Taoist's face was still hidden behind the infinite auspicious light, hazy.
But his eyes were clear in black and white, and he looked at Xu Ji curiously.
Then he bowed his head and praised: "How good! How good!"
"The number of Dayan is fifty, and nine out of forty are used. One of them can indeed escape!"
"Pindao's eyes have been opened today!"
With that said, he stretched out his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"
"Dare you ask me your friend's name?" he asked again.
Xu Ji licked his lips, feeling uneasy and extremely nervous inside.
He knew that what he was facing might be the final wave of SS in this mythical world!
Just looking at the figure of this Taoist, Xu Ji felt as if he was facing the boundless and vast world.
How dare he lie in front of such a person?
All he could do was answer honestly: "Xu Ji... came here accidentally..."
The moment Xu Ji said his name.
Everything around him began to tremble violently.
Inside the Dao Palace, wind and thunder suddenly surged.
Countless numbers and symbols swept in from all directions and merged into his body, causing his body to stare at it.
"Mercy! Mercy!" Seeing this, the Taoist was extremely pleased: "Fellow Taoist Xu Ji, please sit down!"
He pointed to the futon.
A futon not far from the jade dish.
The futon in front of the old god.
Xu Ji turned around and looked at the old immortal. Unfortunately, the figure of the old immortal was blurry like the others.
No one seemed to know what happened at this moment.
Xu Ji could only swallow his saliva and sit down obediently.
