Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The innate Yin Qi sketched out the final stroke, and the picture scroll of all living beings was finally completed.

It passed through the endless void, shuttled through the storm of time and space, and finally hovered at the end of the river of time.

Traveling through space, it hangs high in the nine heavens, blooming with holy light in the lifted dome of the Lingxiao Palace.

A vast sound that spanned the ages came from far and near, and penetrated Sun Wukong's ears clearly.

"Come in," it said.

Sun Wukong's sharp eyes gradually became dull.

Suddenly, he threw away the golden cudgel, took off all the clothes on his body, naked, quickly rose into the sky, and finally merged into the picture of all living beings above the nine heavens.

The scroll was slowly put away, with invisible ripples floating on it. As it was torn and twisted, it transformed into a seven-color fairy stone, which fell from the dome of the Lingxiao Palace.

"boom!"

The seven-color fairy stone fell to the ground, making an earth-shaking loud noise, stirring up dust and dust all over the sky, countless rubbles flying out, and the whole body of the Lingxiao Palace trembled.

Zhu Houzhao raised his shield to block all the incoming rubble. He glanced at the Jade Emperor expressionlessly, and the Jade Emperor was also watching him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally shifted their gazes at the same time, paying attention to the changes in the seven-color immortal stone.

The wheels of history are turning again.

Even Zhu Houzhao, a butterfly from another world, could not change the fate of the great sage entering the illusory realm to accept the test of Taoism.

The illusory realm is a reflection of the deepest desires in the heart of a living being.

It is like a mirror. If you cannot identify who is in the mirror, you will be swallowed by yourself in the mirror.

From now on, there will be no more you, only the nightmare in the mirror.

It is like a dream. If you fall deeply into it and cannot extricate yourself, you will sink in the dream forever.

Huang Liang will wake up from a dream, and the illusory dream will imprison you forever.

Zhu Houzhao stared at the seven-color immortal stone and remained silent, but there was still a ripple in his heart.

"Monkey Sun... go and see your true heart clearly. You will understand that you are the proudest being in this world after all."

……

Sun Wukong's consciousness woke up in chaos.

He found himself curled up, sealed in a strange space.

He tried to summon the golden cudgel, but found that all his magic power was gone. When he lowered his head, he saw that his body had shrunk by nearly twice.

"Didn't I fight with the Queen Mother in the Lingxiao Palace? Why do I appear here?"

Sun Wukong was confused.

This space has seven colors as the background. Countless gray chaotic mists shuttle through the space, and Sun Wukong is in the center of this space.

This scene seemed familiar. Sun Wukong thought hard. It seemed that the truth was right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it.

Sun Wukong was trapped in the space. He tried various methods but could not escape from the space. He walked alone in the space.

He walked for a long time and searched for a long time, but he never met a living being.

He felt that he was going to be bored to death, so he tried to chat with himself, talking to himself like a fool.

Soon, he felt tired, but he didn't know what to do to relieve the tormenting loneliness. He simply closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Time passed slowly...

One day, Sun Wukong woke up.

He found that the seven-color space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by something, and a deep ravine appeared. He continued to walk along the ravine.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he reached the end and found a dark abyss beneath his feet.

There was no way ahead, so he had no choice but to jump without hesitation.

After a moment of dizziness, he found that he was out of space. What appeared in front of him was a lush green area with intertwined mountains and rocks. He seemed to have recalled something.

Looking back, a cracked fairy stone stood there quietly, as if it had existed for countless years.

He looked horrified, because he recognized this fairy stone, and he jumped out of this fairy stone.

Looking back again, the memory in my mind gradually became clear.

This... is Huaguo Mountain!

He felt a little weird, and he wanted to see what he looked like now.

He ran wildly, searching, and finally stopped at a pool.

He stretched out his head, revealing a childish and indulgent face, and a pair of clear and innocent eyes.

"I'm back? I'm back!"

Sun Wukong shouted excitedly and jumped up and down.

An emotion called joy was slowly rising in his heart, and the little monkey reflected in the pool of water gradually disappeared.

Time is frozen at this second forever, and the world stops flowing.

Sun Wukong's consciousness was frozen, and in his mind, the memory of the Immortal Stone was pulled out by a mysterious force.

Outside the illusionary realm, a red mark slowly appeared on the immortal stone in the center of Lingxiao Palace.

The river of time crossed forward fiercely for a while, and then resumed its flow.

Sun Wukong shook his head and found that he was kneeling in front of an old man.

The old man's face was blurry, but when Sun Wukong saw him, the word "relatives" suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Sun Wukong asked.

"I am an immortal. This is Lingtai, Fangcun Mountain, and Sanxingyue Cave." The old man stroked the white beard on his chin, then put his hand on Sun Wukong's head and asked softly:

"You came here to learn magic and become an immortal?"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. Fragmented and chaotic memories suddenly flooded into his mind. He felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but let out a scream.

The old man seemed to be smiling when he saw this, and he repeated what he had just said.

The severe pain in Sun Wukong's head became even deeper, so painful that he couldn't help but cover his head and roll on the ground.

The old man leaned down and said over and over again in that ethereal tone: "You came here to learn magic and become an immortal?"

Every time the old man repeated it, the severe pain in Sun Wukong's mind increased. The old man's demonic words echoed in his mind:

"You come here..."

"Learning spells..."

"Become...become an immortal!"

Sun Wukong was in unbearable pain and roared crazily:

"Yes! I want to learn magic and become an immortal. Stop asking!"

The old man's voice stopped suddenly, and his face gradually became clear.

When Sun Wukong saw that familiar face, his heart surged with emotion. Unknowingly, his eyes got wet and he shouted miserably:

"master……"

"Ah……"

The old man laughed.

An emotion called sorrow slowly rose in Sun Wukong's heart, and the kind and kind old man turned into a streak of smoke and disappeared with the wind.

Time freezes at this moment when Sun Wukong bursts into tears.

The world stopped flowing again, and Sun Wukong's consciousness was frozen again.

In his mind, the memory of Master Yuding was gradually pulled away by a mysterious force.

In the center of Lingxiao Palace, another black mark was added to the fairy stone...