Isn't this the means of Pangu God 'a painting'? Did this monkey have the strength of the Pangu God so quickly?

Looking at the immortals who cast questioning and frightened eyes, Sun Buxi seemed to have seen through their minds and said, "This is just a small measure in space. Before coming to Earth, Pangu had already broken through the Heavenly Dao pursued by the Heavenly Dao Star and mastered the mysteries that transcended space and time. Points and lines, with only length, are one-dimensional space. Drawing a picture with multiple lines, just like this Dao Sheng's broken mirror, the picture on a piece of paper constitutes a two-dimensional space. And the world we live in is equivalent to a three-dimensional painting, a three-dimensional world. There are countless two-dimensional and one-dimensional spaces in the three-dimensional world. Creatures in the three-dimensional world can also destroy two-dimensional and one-dimensional spaces with friendship. It's like this Dao Sheng's broken mirror diagram. As he spoke, Sun did not hesitate to tear it lightly, and the whole painting was divided into two halves.

"And beyond our world, there are higher-level four-dimensional worlds, and maybe even five-dimensional, six-dimensional, and even higher-dimensional space worlds. Pangu realized the threshold of the four-dimensional world, and used the ability of the high-dimensional space to destroy the low-dimensional space to make 'a painting', which is a kind of dimensionality reduction attack carried out by the four-dimensional world on the three-dimensional world, that is, to turn the target three-dimensional world into a two-dimensional world. Therefore, theoretically, no one in our world can stop this dimensionality reduction attack from the high-dimensional world. Sun Bu Xi continued.

"Isn't our mission certain to be accomplished?" Nezha danced with his hands.

Task? It seems that a few of them are really not the original people of this world. Sun Buxi looked up at the starry sky that had lost the Great Array Barrier, and said leisurely, "I don't know what the purpose of the person outside the world is to create such a world?" Do you like to see the embarrassment of struggling on the line of life and death? Or is it to provide some people with the entertainment of survival games? But as a tiny member of this world, I, Sun Bu Si, am very unhappy, very unhappy to be a pawn for other people's entertainment, since everyone likes to play so much, then let's play big. After saying that, Sun Bu released an infinite number of treacherous particles around his body.

Before Nezha could recover from the joy that the mission was about to be completed, everything around him flattened, and even he became a character in the painting uncontrollably. Zhu Bajie took Chang'e's hand and held her in his arms, looking forward to the sweetness in the future also embedded in the painting.

When the entire Apocalypse Continent became a map of the country, Sun Buxi stood on the painting and flew towards the other stars in the universe.

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Don't make a fuss and monitor the development in the illusion through the server, when he saw Sun Bu Xi standing in the painting and flying towards the universe, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This guy is a little similar to himself, and he doesn't like to be manipulated by others. But with so many hands controlling a world, how far can a person escape?

Don't make a fuss, an order is issued, ending the server's operation, and a map of the Monkey King's expedition is captured.

Nezha suddenly returned to reality from the illusion, pulling his face very uncomfortably, damn it, it's really not so fun for this big living person to be turned into a painting, I don't want to be a paper man again in my life.

Several other Heavenly Court Immortal Families also felt the same way. Especially Yunhua, the Weaver Girl and the Nine Heavens Xuannu, who have always been immersed in the illusion and have not activated their self-consciousness, have inexplicably experienced the horror of the end of the world, lost the confusion and helplessness of the power of the gods, and turned into a paper man, this feeling of no hope and no end is simply ten thousand times more painful than death. When they found out that they had returned to reality, Yunhua even cried, she thought of reuniting with Tianyou in the illusion and becoming husband and wife, and the kind of parting loss that returned to reality made Yunhua Fairy feel the unbearable pain of life again.

Sun Dasheng smacked his lips, and it felt so good to get the strength. He took the golden rod out of his ear and played with it. Don't make a fuss, he has sent the immortal family of Heavenly Court into the fantasy world he arranged several times, and even does not hesitate to slander Hongjun Ancestor, this guy is not small. However, I like this kind of person who doesn't obey the way of heaven, hehe.

Yunhua Fairy, Weaver Girl and Nine Heavens Fairy directly closed the Qiankun Mirror. They didn't spend a single merit point, they didn't feel good, and they didn't feel good about anything with unknown immortals, so they all chose to shut down and retreat to recuperate.

This made Chang'e suffer, and she was the only one who returned to the NPC bar among the many fairies. When she saw Zhu Bajie's pig-headed affectionate eyes, she almost vomited nauseously. Although the affectionate vein of the cartoon pig's head can be said to be very cute, he is a real pig's head, and he is as obscene as he is a real pig's head. Bringing the cute cartoon pig head into the obscene real pig head, "uh" Chang'e retched several times. She began to seriously doubt herself. The one in the illusion must not be the real self, it's too easy to deceive, how can you casually believe the words of that pig's head? And that don't make a fuss, what do you mean? It's disgusting that I and the pig's head are choreographed together.

The face has been lost, so you might as well go further. Chang'e was the first person to talk to her in private.

"What a fairy friend." Chang'e looked at this nameless fairy who had never found her true face, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Fairy Chang'e praised it." Don't make a fuss.

"You!" Chang'e didn't expect this person to be so brazen. "You use the illusion to arrange the joke of Hongjun Ancestor, and I am a humble fairy, so I don't care about you. But how can you choreograph me and that pig's head together? It's so hateful! ”

"And how does the fairy feel in the illusion? It is true that the general environment in the illusion is my means, but all the people in the illusion, their thoughts, walking, sitting and lying are not under my control. They all have complete self-control. For example, if you have a dream related to the canopy, the dream is my means, and what you think and do after waking up is your own judgment and choice, and it has nothing to do with me. Don't make a fuss and explain.

"You don't have to dream to put us together, how can I ......?"

"How did you fall in love with that pig's head? Hou Yi is your original partner, why didn't you accept his pursuit when you saw that young man named Yi? There is a poem in the world: the mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are night and night. Then are you really like the one that has been circulated in the world, you stole the elixir that can make Hou Yi become an immortal and flew to the Moon Palace? "Don't ask questions.

"You are presumptuous! How do I present it to you? Chang'e said angrily.

Don't ignore Chang'e's anger, and continue: "The legends of the immortals in the mortal world are all false. But in summary, let me tell you about it, and you will understand a certain flavor in it. Hou Yi, the courtier of the sun god Emperor Jun. Ten days appeared on the same earth, the world became purgatory, and demons and beasts were rampant. Hou Yi was assigned by Emperor Jun to come to the mortal world, teach Emperor Jun 10 unsuccessful sons, and kill the demons and beasts that slaughtered humans. As a result, Hou Yi fell in love with a woman in the world and shot Di Jun's nine sons. Hou Yi, who was stripped of his priesthood by Emperor Jun, still has the opportunity to get the elixir given by others and return to the heavenly realm to become an immortal, doesn't he love his mortal wife? The god general who can be sent by Emperor Jun to the mortal world to eliminate demons, will the ten sons of the sun god not know that he has the ability to shoot himself? Is it still unashamed to provoke Hou Yi to kill himself? Hou Yi was originally Di Jun's courtier, don't you know what the consequences of shooting Di Jun's son will bring to him? How much does he have to love his mortal wife to kill his master's son for love? Di Jun didn't kill Hou Yi, he still wanted to return to the heavenly realm by taking elixir, did he want to go to Di Jun to hang around, and then be killed by Di Jun? Isn't there any justified explanation? Do you know the ending of Hou Yi? Hou Yi's story is spread in the mortal world as a heroic story who dares to fight against the sky. And the recorded version is that Hou Yi died in the sneak attack of his apprentice, and was named the king of all ghosts Zongbu God by Emperor Jun. Interesting? His nine sons were killed by Hou Yi, but after Hou Yi's death, Di Jun still gave him a god. Ancient books record that Hou Yi was killed by a peach stick, and was named Zongbu God after his death, this kind of god is often under a peach tree, leading a tiger, every ghost has to go to test, Zongbu God smells, if it is an evil ghost, it will be eaten by the tiger, "Huainanzi Interpretation Training" '棓, big staff, with peach wood for it, in order to kill Yi, since the ghost is afraid of the peach also' You see, even if Hou Yi becomes a god, he just smells the smell, and the one who eats is still a tiger. You carefully taste, combined with the impressions in your own memory, and then think about the dream in the unawakened fantasy. We are just chess pieces in the hands of great people, but we are also lucky, and we are qualified to become chess pieces. I woke up drunk in the afternoon and didn't wake up. When will I send Chunchun back? Ay. ”

Chang'e was fooled away like this.

The rest is another big debate.

Don't make a fuss and be surrounded by Nezha, Yang Jian, Zhao Gongming, Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong. Several people stared at each other, and they didn't want to stir up the conversation first. Don't be generous, turn around and salute several gods one by one.

"Guys, do you have anything to ask me?"

Several people looked at each other and recommended Zhao Gongming, the god of wealth, as the representative to ask questions. The God of Wealth cleared his throat and asked, "Don't be a fairy friend, you have used your sorrow to make illusions three times, led us here, tailored different stories for us, and even arranged the jokes of Hongjun Ancestor, why?" ”

"Do you all think it's just stories and jokes?" Don't ask rhetorical questions.

"Of course." A few people should be in harmony.

"Really?" Don't make a fuss and ask.

"yes, at least I never grew up." Nezha said.

"Ahem, ahem, although the illusion is beautiful, it is fake after all." Zhu Bajie said.

Don't wave your hand, the picture of him talking to Chang'e appeared in front of everyone.

Zhu Bajie touched his hot face and said in his heart: "Fortunately, the images here are all fake, and they can't see how embarrassed I am at this time." ”

"Don't make a fuss, it's not good that you secretly recorded such a private conversation." Zhu Bajie turned up the old accounts after watching the video.

"I just don't want to waste my tongue saying the same thing. Besides, after my remarks, Fairy Chang'e's attitude towards Brother Zhu may change. "Don't make a fuss, and give Zhu Bajie a fire.

"Brother Zhao, what do you think of my analysis?" Don't make trouble and ask Zhao Gongming again.

"This?" Zhao Gongming didn't know how to answer. Naturally, the myths and legends of the mortal world will not be accurate. But no matter how fake the story is, it should be logical. The ancient gods are not all fools, and they will not allow mortals to arrange their stories into a collection of fools' stories. But when you dig deeper, you don't dare, after all, no one is this don't know the depths, don't you.