Life Simulator In The Strange World

2022-04-15

Chapter 154 Pack and take away

Zhu Qi asked in confusion: “Since it is Human World Immortal Realm, there are Why did it become like this?”

The flying sickle lay on the ground, like an old cow, he bit through the grain bag beside him and chewed the grain: “When the “Mirage Map” was just painted, a sea The city appears out of thin air in the sky, anyone can enter, it is almost Undying and Inextinguishable in it, and countless people pour in, but painting the sky has miscalculated one thing, even if there is no worry about food and drink, no birth, aging, In the Human World Immortal Realm of sickness and death, people will not stop fighting and killing.”

Zhu Qi nods, what Fei Si said is right, what people can never learn is peace.

“And there is a problem with Huatian’s Mirage. All the people who enter the painting will be trapped in the painting for a long time and cannot leave, and will be completely integrated with the painting.”

Fei Xue said: “I have heard that Huatian’s “Mirage” has become a dangerous place before, and now I look at it, and it really is.”

“Patian True Monarch doesn’t know it?” Zhu Qi asked.

“I know, but do you think he cares about others like him?” Fei Xue commented maliciously.

Zhu Qi ignored the malicious subjective evaluation of the flying sickle. At least in Zhu Qi’s view, it was a very correct choice for True Monarch to subdue the flying sickle. people.

“The Mirage Chart?” Zhu Qi asked: “It was created by True Monarch like Hundred Saints Banquet Chart, why is there such a big difference between the two paintings?”

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“Hundred Saints Banquet Chart” is a collection of hundreds of saints, and it was written by True Monarch, but in the end it can only be used for visualization.

“I don’t know, I’m not Huatian,” Fei Jian said impatiently, he only hated True Monarch, how could he take the initiative to study the brush and ink of True Monarch.

“Among the Hundred Saints, what is the strength of True Monarch?” Zhu Qi asked again.

“Hundred saints?”

Flying sickle old facetious spit out a white gas, and said disdainfully: “There is only a monkey, a monk, and a snake in the hundred saints. Look, the others are just ass, Lao Tzu chewed all their heads in one bite, and they didn’t dare to fart!”

Zhu Qi simply chose to ignore Fei Si’s self-bragging.

The Great Saint Realm also has strong and weak points, and it seems that the gap is huge. True Monarch should belong to the top few experts, maybe it can be ranked in the top three?

Zhu Qi knows that Fei Si has a lot of content that he deliberately hides, but he probably already understands the content.

This world is really a painting.

“You brat is lucky,” Fei Jian said: “For others, this is a dangerous place, but for you, it is a blessed place. In this world, only you are the only successor of Huatian. Only you can take away “The Mirage”.”

“Take it?”

Zhu Qi was shocked: “What’s the use of taking it away?”

before For a moment, he was still thinking about how to escape and how to leave this world safely, but the next moment Fei Si told himself that the entire mirage could be packed and taken away by himself!

Flying Scythe winked: “a golden house to keep one’s mistress.”

A cow made such a wretched expression that it made people feel uncomfortable.

“How do I get it?” he asked.

“You don’t know how to use me to teach you?” Flying sickle snorted: “Hurry up and put Lao Tzu back in the painting, or Lao Tzu will melt!”

Zhu Qi nods, Seal the flying scythe back into the painting.

The rain stopped outside.

Zhu Qi stood on the roof and looked out over the town.

In my mind, I recall the four styles of True Monarch’s inheritance, researching ink, brushing, painting objects, and sealing paintings.

The mirage map has been completed, but now it belongs to the masterless object, and because of the influx of people, it has been polluted by people’s distractions and turned into Asura hell.

So I repainted and removed the clutter.

In the sword box, the water sword talisman flew out and fell into Zhu Qi’s hands.

There is water everywhere, no need to grind ink.

The sword talisman rolls the rainwater accumulated on the ground, and the water flows into a lance with a length of 10 meters.

Put down the pen!

The whole mirage shook.

The entire world seemed to be trembling when Yue Wangshan, who was far away on the top of the mountain, raised his heart. He had to mention the two of Xiaoyu and Yu, ready to escape at any time.

Painting!

A lance made of water.

Zhu Qi has no ability to change the paintings that affect True Monarch, but the rain on the ground has turned into his ink, and he paints with the four styles inherited from True Monarch, so there is no pressure to control it. .

The sky was cloudy.

Thunder sounded.

ka-cha…!

The Mirage had rained many times before, but never had thunder.

After the thunder, the rain fell.

Washes away the corpse that folds the human skin and turns the internal organs into fluid from the mouth.

The houses also disappeared one by one, replaced by a lot smaller, but many more immortal pavilions.

It turns out that there were not so many private houses in the original “Mirage Map”, but people greedily remodeled the place, expanded it, and finally became this mirage.

Painting!

With Zhu Qi’s finger down.

A cloud of mist shrouded his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing on the desert sand.

In front of Zhu Qi, there was a scroll of paintings that bounced off.

There are pavilions and pavilions in the painting, but there is no lively crowd, no hustle and bustle, and it looks very quiet.

And Zhu Qi noticed that there was a hole the size of a pinky thumb at the location of the cliff drawn in “The Mirage”.

“It turns out that in the simulator, I escaped from here.”

He put away “The Mirage”, and the scroll painting of the flying scythe and “Hundred Saints Banquet” Chart together, on the back next to the sword case.

Looking up is still noon.

“I don’t know what happened to Yuewangshan and the others.”

Zhu Qi turned around and walked back. There is no silhouette of the three Yuewangshan in the painting. They are very likely to emerge from the painting. The possibility of… dying in the painting.

Everyone has their own destiny, and they seek more blessings from themselves.

Zhu Qi returned to the Desert Inn.

“guest, are you back?”

Lady Boss came out to say hello: “Have you seen the sea market?”

Before Immortal Platform Sect and White Path Dao There are a lot of people in the Temple two factions, and they will eat and drink in the next life. Zhu Qi thought it was an abandoned Inn, but didn’t expect it was actually run by someone.

Zhu Qi’s nod, it is not suitable to speak out about the heavy casualties.

“Is there anything to eat?”

He had been eating dry food for many days, and there was no oil or water in his stomach. At this time, when he returned to the Inn, he naturally wanted to satisfy his appetite first.

Lady Boss nod> “

“Of course there is! The lamb that has just been slaughtered is roasting.”

He grabbed a silver note and slapped it on the table without looking at the denomination.

Lady Boss glanced, eyes glowing.

“Guest, wait a moment, I’ll go to the back kitchen and ask those bastards to have a quick barbecue!”

Zhu Qi nods, grabs the water glass, and pours himself a glass of water .

Bang!

Inn’s door was pushed open again, and a panicked man came in: “Lady Boss, hurry up and give me some food for Dao lord!”

Zhu Qi raised his eyebrows, unexpectedly It’s an acquaintance, Daoist Huang Jin!

(End of this chapter)