After offending the demon king, I became his white moonlight

The scene on the eighth floor of No.90 is constantly changing, sometimes it is a town full of fireworks, sometimes it is a snow-capped mountain, sometimes it is a desolate desert, and sometimes it is a battlefield for bloody battles.

Roughly estimated, the map will change almost every hour.In the past day, Ji Yuanxi saw a total of twelve completely different scenes.

If it's just that the scene changes rapidly, it's not enough for the person who passed the 98th level to spend 300 years unable to find the upper stairs.

Ji Yuanxi closed his eyes, forcibly peeled off different scenes, and observed everything around him with his heart and time.

Ji Yuanxi has stepped on every piece of land in the scene, and the feeling of the breath of every space lingering on the tip of his nose is extremely familiar.

After spending more than a month, Ji Yuanxi found a small place that was different from the others.

"The faint fluctuations of the breath here are different..." Ji Yuanxi used magic to distinguish, and forcibly pulled away the small wisp of breath that was extremely difficult to find.

The surrounding scene changed instantly, twisting into a dark room.A torch was lit on the wall of the dark room, as if he was in a prison.

"It turned out to be a prison." Ji Yuanxi thought thoughtfully, "No wonder that person is trapped here."

I found the place where the breath fluctuated just now, and used magic to try to blend in. Suddenly, like a key inserted into a door lock, an invisible door slowly opened invisibly.

What appeared in front of him was a winding road. After walking for a long time, Ji Yuanxi walked back to the original place, and realized that there was a maze outside the prison.

The maze was unbelievably large, and Ji Yuanxi used spells to mark it while walking. After walking for a full year, he finally reached the end.

After arriving at the finish line, the maze folded behind him with a loud noise, and quickly disappeared. Walking forward, he returned to the prison a year ago.

Ji Yuanxi: "..."

Ji Yuanxi was at a loss, staring at the torches on the wall.

After staring and touching a stick of incense for about an hour, the center of the prison was folded and twisted, and the stairs were built up step by step very slowly.

It is necessary to distinguish the difference in the atmosphere of the scene, come to the prison, pass through the maze... No. 90 eight levels can hinder countless people.

Just having enough cultivation to make a mark in the labyrinth stops countless people, and it is impossible for monks above the Nascent Soul Stage to pass this level.

Ji Yuanxi finally came to the 99th floor of Lingjue Tower.

The ninth floor of No. 90 is a vast expanse of whiteness, and you can only move forward or backward, and walk to both sides and soon hit an invisible wall.

Ji Yuanxi made a mark and went forward all the way. The road ahead seemed endless. He didn't understand what the purpose of this level was.

Going back to the city to ask friends, Yan Qianqiu pondered for a while and said, "Yuanxi, what you met...maybe a scene that was shrunk down and placed on the 99th floor."

"Shrinkage?" Ji Yuanxi was shocked: "I'm also shrinking, right?"

"Yes." Yan Qianqiu nodded, "The map on the 99th floor changes every 500 years. This is the first time I've heard of the scene you encountered, so I can only explore it slowly."

"I will work hard and wait for my good news."

After speaking, I plunged into the ninth floor of No.90.

After using various methods, they couldn't find the stairs leading to the [-]th floor.Like nothing at all.

Ji Yuanxi searched hard and found nothing, so he sat down to rest.

He was the only one above the 97th floor, and the silence was terrifying.

While resting and thinking, suddenly a familiar voice sounded in my head, "Hello."

who?who is it?

No one is around, who is speaking in his head?

Ji Yuanxi: "Who are you?"

As soon as the words came out, he froze.

The voice I heard just now was clearly the same as the voice coming out of his mouth.

"The name of this seat is Ji Yuanxi, and it is the venerable Jiyue of the Yanyue Sect."

Ji Yuanxi stood up suddenly: "Are you still alive? Where are you?... Are you in the body?"

"This is the first and last time I talk to you." The voice said, "I hope you can treat my body well."

"Where are you going? Are you not coming back?" Ji Yuanxi said anxiously, "Since you are not dead, I can find a way to return your body."

"No need to return it. This seat is just talking to you with the remaining consciousness." The voice said lightly, "At first, this seat slept here, but after the splitting sword was broken, my soul went to another world of cultivating immortals, and now I can't return."

Ji Yuanxi was shocked and speechless for a while.

The voice laughed, and said: "Perhaps I sensed that you were facing a crisis, so the remaining consciousness summoned me to talk to you. Tell me, what happened to you?"

Ji Yuanxi said: "I did encounter a crisis. I was on the ninth floor of Lingjue Tower No. 90, and I couldn't find the way to the hundredth floor."

"This seat is here to help you."

"My lord, thank you."

After a while.

The voice was a little weaker: "You seem to be walking on flat ground now, but you are actually climbing up one step at a time around an endless circular staircase."

"!" Ji Yuanxi said in surprise, "Then I'll keep walking, and one day I'll finish this staircase, right?"

"No. If you do this, you will be trapped here for hundreds of years."

"!!!" Ji Yuanxi said sincerely: "My lord, please tell me how to crack it."

"Cross the railing of the stairs and just jump down." The voice became weaker and weaker, as if his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, "I have to go, say hello to my lord, and say... ...Just say that this seat misses him very much."

"I will." Ji Yuanxi said sincerely, "Honor Jiyue, I will."

That voice never came back.

After a long time, Ji Yuanxi murmured, "Thank you for your body...I will cherish it."

Ji Yuanxi reached out to touch the invisible wall on the right, the aura extended up to touch endlessly, retracted the aura and tried to the left, and after rising to a height of ten feet, the wall that the aura was clinging to suddenly disappeared.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Flying to a height of ten feet, Ji Yuanxi jumped down to the left.

The feeling of weightlessness swept over the whole body, and it took about the time to touch a stick of incense before landing.

After landing, he was in a bright secret room with a few lines written on the wall——

"Those who have not stayed in Lingjue City for ten years are not allowed to go out."

"Come to this secret room, there is no turning back."

"After ten years, the stairs will appear."

These three rows of characters cut three lines in Ji Yuanxi's heart like a knife cut.

It has not been five years since he came to Lingjue City, what if he had to stay in this deserted place for another five years! ?

He can't get out.

Unless someone else comes in, he will have to spend five years alone.

For a cultivator, five years may be a short period of time, but for Ji Yuanxi, it is like falling into a lonely hell.

There is no way.

Ji Yuanxi was silent, took out the ugly cat pendant he bought before, tied a piece of red string on his wrist, and meditated.

There are cats to accompany, not too lonely.

Yan Qianqiu waited for a long time but did not find anyone, went into the Lingjue Pagoda and couldn't find him, so he was secretly anxious.

Spent five long years in meditation practice.

The light suddenly rose sharply this day, and Ji Yuanxi couldn't help but open his eyes.

The light gradually faded, and the spiral staircase leading to the [-]th floor appeared in front of my eyes.

Yan Qianqiu waited at the end and exclaimed in surprise: "Yuanxi!"

Ji Yuanxi almost cried, and quickly stepped forward to hug him, "Qianqiu!"

After telling what happened, Yan Qianqiu repeatedly shook his head and said: "No one has ever passed the 99th floor in just over five years before, and my father never told me, so I don't know about it."

"That's right." Ji Yuanxi thought thoroughly, "You, the young city lord, can only go out once every ten years. How could the rest of you let him go out casually?"

Yan Qianqiu looked at him steadily: "Yuanxi, I really miss you."

"Me too."

However, I miss another man more.

Ji Yuanxi felt firsthand what the man had said.

I think about you every day and every night, every moment.

This time, he felt it very deeply.

Yan Qianqiu took Ji Yuanxi back to Lingjue City, the city was still the same, no different from six years ago.

The palace was brand new and seemed to be cleaned regularly.

Ji Yuanxi took a bath to wash off his old body, and said goodbye to the days in Lingjue City.

Before leaving, he gave the palace to the boss who had been waiting for him all the time.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!" The boss kept bowing, with a smile all over his face: "I respectfully send my lord away from Ling Jue City!"

Ji Yuanxi smiled, but did not speak.

"My lord cleared Lingjue Pagoda in only ten years, it's amazing! It's the only one in thousands of years!" The boss's eyes flashed with excitement: "I will tell everyone in the city about your lord, so that your deeds can be seen in Lingjue! The city will last forever!"

"Okay." Ji Yuanxi smiled, "It's good to give hope and courage to those who come later."

The time of parting comes.

Ji Yuanxi used the key to open the passage on the top of Lingjue Pagoda, and turned around to say goodbye to Yan Qianqiu.

"Yuanxi, we will meet again."

Ji Yuanxi blinked, and invited: "Anyway, after ten years, you can go out, why don't you go to the outside world with me now?"

"No." Yan Qianqiu shook his head, "Unless my father comes back, I have to guard Ling Juecheng."

Ji Yuanxi said: "Then I will go to the suzerain and ask him to come forward and let your father replace you."

"Okay." Yan Qianqiu's eyes flickered slightly, and said: "By the way, let the suzerain go to Ji Shen to get something."

Ji Yuanxi was stunned: "...what?"

Yan Qianqiu smiled mysteriously and said, "Guess."

Ji Yuanxi then laughed: "I don't guess."

"You can tell the suzerain, he knows about it."

"it is good."

"...Then goodbye Yuanxi, you should hurry up and find Master Mozun, he must miss you very much."

"...Okay." Ji Yuanxi waved his hand, "Qianqiu, goodbye."

The passage door slowly closed.

Returning to the present world after ten years, Ji Yuanxi felt unreal.

He was not in a hurry to go to the Demon Realm and wandered around.

In the streets and alleys, rumors are still spreading.

In the city, what the storyteller said was full of enthusiasm, but the passers-by who surrounded him listened with excitement.

Ji Yuanxi was attracted and stood still outside the crowd.

After listening to a few words, he was actually talking about Gu Yan and him.

It is said that Master Mozun has a high realm and is invincible in the Three Realms, so no one in the Three Realms dares to talk about him and Venerable Jiyue.

Ji Yuanxi laughed and continued to listen. The front was quite normal, but the more he listened to the latter, the more outrageous it became.

What do you mean if you haven't seen anyone for ten years, you must have died somewhere in the mainland?

Can't it be hiding? ? ?

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that he is the only white, white moonlight that Lord Mozun can't get in this life! ?

Why can't I get the white moonlight! ! !

Just because of Bai Yueguang like him, what the hell is it that Mozun-sama doesn't touch anyone anymore?

Haven't touched it before, okay? ? ?

It became more and more outrageous, and Ji Yuanxi left.

Wandering around is meaningless, so Ji Yuanxi simply headed towards the Demon Realm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the city, he was surrounded by people.

The eyes of several people were malicious, and one of them said: "I have been waiting for you to come out for a long time! I knew you would go out of the city and go in the direction of the flying magic weapon!"

Ji Yuanxi was surprised: "Are you squatting on me?"

"You look very similar to the portrait." Another person took out a portrait, compared it repeatedly and said, "Come with us!"

"???" Ji Yuanxi, who thought he was wanted, said, "I won't go with you."

"If you don't go, you have to go!" Another person said, "You look similar to Lord Mozun Bai Yueguang, if you are sent to the Demon Realm as a substitute, we will definitely have a bright future!"

One person echoed, "That's right, he looks a lot alike. He's very suitable as Bai Yueguang's substitute!"

Ji Yuanxi frowned: "Huh?"

What the hell is a substitute?

Me as my own stand-in?

"Ah what?" One person said impatiently, "This is a great honor, please be content!"

"???" Ji Yuanxi: "I have feet to pass by myself?"

"Do you want to take the initiative to act as a stand-in to hook up with Lord Mozun?"

"Don't even think about it, this credit is ours!"

Several people looked at each other, and one of them said "up" and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, several of them are ordinary-looking, but they are all first-class masters, and every realm is far above Ji Yuanxi.

Not long after, they knocked Ji Yuanxi unconscious and put him on the soft sedan chair.