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"This one is just an ordinary 'disillusionment talisman'. Chun Yufan unfolded the sleeves of his robe and waved it a few times, fanning back the ashes of the grass and trees in the air. "The monster set up this kind of trigger illusion, but it exposes the unusualness here. It is really clever but mistaken by cleverness. ”

Du Yuan touched his chest and stepped forward, "It's still quite effective against a junior brother like me, and the little heart is so frightened that it ...... pop and pop" as he said, carefully looking at the unobstructed boulder. "This is clearly a lump of iron, good fellow! Brother Meow, what should I do? Push or dig?"

The Great Meow Celestial Master groaned slightly, "If this is a lair.portal...... There should be a mechanism, but it definitely can't be forced. He spread the five fingers of his hands and imprinted them on the stone wall, releasing a ray of divine consciousness to go up and down, carefully probing.

This giant iron ore is irregular and spherical, embedded in the mountain, only half of it is exposed, like a dragon's eye.

His divine consciousness was about to enter three feet inside, and suddenly he was firmly absorbed by a vortex of spiritual power, and he couldn't help but sink deep into the core!

Boring –

There was a bang, crispy as popping beans.

When Chun Yu sailed, everything in front of him faded, and he felt that his entire body was instantly pulled into a white void......

Where is this? Adu? Adu.

He turned his head to look around, and there was a white mist all around him. Where is Du Yuan's figure, even the boundary between heaven and earth has been erased.

Cautiously trying to take a step, it seemed to be a slight gentle slope, but luckily there was no ravine. So he gradually quickened his pace and ran straight forward—

In his heart, he estimated that he ran five miles away, still deep in the fog, and the surroundings were still white or white, and the big meow finally panicked.

Nai stood on the spot, closed his eyes and warned himself, "Don't worry, find a way." This must also be an illusion. ”

This thought reminded him, so he opened his eyes, pulled a strip of cloth from his wrist, and rubbed it with two fingers to light it. With a loud shout, "Break!"

The illusion talisman had no goal, just a shot into the endless void—three feet out of his body, and then he was annihilated by the white mist. I faintly heard the faint sound of the rune popping, but nothing more......

Just when he was desperate, a voice sounded softly in his ears, "Enter the Iron Palace, that is, enter the cage." Answer a question and get out of the gate. ”

Chun Yufan was shocked, looking around in a hurry, and there was no one else beside him.

He was shocked not only by the source of the sound, but also by the fact that these four sentences were all genuine Celestial Empire language. If this is the weird Zhang Zhi made by the drunken boy, he is undoubtedly underestimating the IQ of the big demon.

"If you have a question, please speak-" Da Meow settled down, gave up blindly rushing, and decided to make a move.

"Good...... The first question, who am I?"

......

The Great Meow Heavenly Master laughed silently, "Who are you?"

- Oh, no. Such an important question of personal destiny will certainly not be so superficial. Could it be that he is asking the ultimate three questions of mankind?

Who am I, where am I coming from, and where am I going – that's the ultimate question at the philosophical level. There is no solution, at least so far.

He thought about it carefully, and thought to himself that he couldn't answer it, so he said calmly, "Yes." Next. ”

“...... You are honest. Okay, so the second question, what does 142857 mean?"

If Zhang Liao or Pei Min were here, they would definitely exclaim, "Isn't that the room number of Shao Jinfu and his wife at the Peace Hotel in the Underworld!?"

Chun Yufan didn't know about this verse, and besides, it wasn't necessarily the answer that the questioner needed.

Fortunately, he studied the Tao on weekdays, and he had a little experience in the number of techniques, so he replied hesitantly, "This seems to be ...... It is the famous 'Marquee Number'. Multiply it from 1 to 6, and each result will still be these six numbers, but the order will change. If you multiply it by 7, you get the supreme number of 999999.

If you split it into, 142 and 857, the sum is also 999. In addition, if 142857 you multiply yourself by yourself, you will get 20408122449 seemingly unrelated large number, but if you cut it open, you will find that the first five digits plus the last six digits are still equal to 142857......"

"Enough. These are just appearances. The voice interrupted his answer, "You can list the wonders of deduction endlessly, but what is the root cause? What is the meaning?"

Chun Yufan's face turned pale, "I'm sorry, it's not my strength to answer." ”

......

"Okay...... There is only one last chance left, if you can't grasp it, you can only be forced to stay, live and die in this endless void, and accompany me to ask questions to those who come after you......"

Hearing this, Da Meow Heavenly Master's face alternated red and white, and a cute face changed many times, barely stabilizing his mind. "Tell me, I'll do my best. ”

"Listen up – art at its highest level...... What is it?"

Belch...... Big Meow only felt stuffy in his chest, and it was broken, and this question was more biased. I can't even draw cats, I can only draw symbols, you ask me about art...... Please, can you change the question!

Obviously, it is useless to plead, and whether you can get out of trouble depends only on this answer.

Chun Yufan collected his mind, narrowed his eyes, and devoted all his mind to this question, which he was no longer good at, "What is the highest state of art? The highest state of art...... What is it? The highest state of art......"

The question rumbled in his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter, as if he were chanting a scripture.

Fortunately, the questioner seemed to be very leisurely, and did not urge him, and there was a posture of letting the comer think about the absurdity.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly another clear voice interjected, kind and familiar, "Brother Meow, what's wrong with you!? Wake up! Alas, when is it, and you are still studying the art of bullshit......

If you want me to say, cough - human language and writing are not enough, and they cannot accurately describe those beautiful and subtle feelings, so they have developed a more intuitive 'art', which is also required by the social attributes that human beings need to communicate. In my opinion, the highest level of art is to convey love......"

This voice was like a ray of sunshine, tearing a crack in Da Meow's already chaotic mind, illuminating the Fang Cun Ling Platform.

It was clearly the voice of the righteous brother Du Yuan, yes, he said that before he stepped into the cultivation realm, what kind of CG modeling design did he do, and he can be regarded as a professional, let me believe him!

"Passing on love—" Da Meow Heavenly Master's eyes widened suddenly, facing the vast white mist, and shouted out this answer. Three points of self-confidence, seven points of determination to die.

There was silence all around, as if no one had ever come, and perhaps there was no one asking questions at all.

Chun Yufan waited for a minute, as if he had waited for ten years.

There was no verdict, no applause, no approval.

The surrounding fog receded, revealing a majestic black palace. It's not the outside, it's the inside.

The Great Meow Celestial Master was already in the hall, and a spherical shield around his body shattered like glass. The fragment then disembodied as if it didn't exist at all.

Only then did he realize that he had been trapped in a local magic circle, the confined space was a sphere, and the white mist was just the atomization effect of the ball wall.

An old man walked out of the darkness directly in front of him, his kudzu robe stained, and his hands were dipped in ink. The fluffy gray beard grows messily and never seems to rest.

"You have uncovered my obsession. He said, "I have captured this realm, but I have been shaken by all the dangers and temptations of the world. You're right, there is only one highest level of art, and that is 'passing on love'.

I have seen many craftsmen who have spent their lives creating for five buckets of rice, creating a large number of tangible and soulless works, which is equivalent to wasting their lives.

There are also many people who claim to be artists, blindly pursuing individuality, taking the sword off the beaten path, and marking their status in the art world with jaw-dropping and even disgusting fixed symbols, but forgetting that what they convey and amplify is only those ugly negative messages, which are equivalent to releasing the devil, or devouring or impregnating the minds of the viewers. This is worse than the average craftsman...... It is really evil.

It is very rare for you to be so young and have such knowledge. Please be worshipped by the old man—"

The old man was thin, but his eyes were burning, and he bowed with his fists in a bow.

Chun Yufan felt ashamed in his heart, and hurriedly shot each other, and under one support, his hands actually passed through his body!

"You're a soul!" his eyes widened in surprise, "I didn't see ......"

"No, I'm a big living person. You are the soul. The old man smiled and straightened up, "Your body is still outside." The divine consciousness that rashly broke into the Iron Palace was captured by the magic circle, and it pulled almost your entire soul in, and in turn only a line of divine consciousness was left to guard the Ding Furnace. ”

Chun Yufan looked down at himself for the first time, and there was no strand on his body, he was naked, this kind of accident was as absurd as a nightmare.

"Don't panic, the circle has been broken. I'll help you pull your body in......"

"Wait, there's a little brother out there, in fact, he answered your question, I'm just relaying it. Chun Yufan is graceful and graceful, and he is not flustered by being naked, but tells the truth frankly.

"Oh?" the old man was a little surprised, took out a mahogany paperweight from his bosom, took out a brush from his sleeve, and tapped the paperweight with the bamboo pen.

Boom - it turns out that the banging sound came from here.

Behind Da Meow, there was a light and a dark, as if a huge portal opened and closed instantly, he turned his head to look, but saw Du Yuan holding "himself" by the shoulder, anxiously calling, "Brother Meow, wake up! Wake up! Don't scare me if I'm timid, don't scare me-"

The righteous brother and "himself" did not move, but only glided rapidly as a whole, and came to an abrupt end where Chun Yufan was now standing.

Flickering, the soul of the Great Meow Heavenly Master crashed into his body, and suddenly returned, and there was a slight dislocation in a hurry, and it took a few shakings to close the seams.

Du Yuanhuer found that the righteous brother in his hand finally had vitality after beating the spirit, and he was overjoyed, "Emma scared me to death...... What the hell? Oh—where is this?" he looked up to realize that he was no longer on the other side of the boulder at the bottom of the valley.

"This is the palace of a hundred ghosts in Fusang, known as the Iron Palace. The old man slowly clenched his fist at him, "You just broke the true meaning of art?"

"Mao, haha, don't dare to be!" Du Yuan saw that his righteous brother's eyes were clear, and he was able to stand firm on his own, so he let go of his hands and returned the salute to the old man, "Uncle, your beard is really stylish! At first glance, it is an old artist, and this shawl hair...... Gee. I also stayed when I was in school, and I wore a ponytail. Later, I heard that one of the iron rules of art schools is that the longer the hair, the shorter the hand, so it was cut. Oh - look at my mouth, don't you mean you......"

This nonsense made the old man stunned, and he tried to digest it for a while, before he said, "Dare to ask the king's art path, what method is he good at?"

"Ang?" Du Yuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the first thing he did when he entered the big demon's lair was to discuss art.

"I'm good at digital painting, or CG for short. ”

"Stuffed chicken?" the old man became more and more confused, "Look up for a long time...... The old man is trapped here, and he has not walked in the world for a long time, and he has the feeling of 'I don't know what year it is'. Time has made great progress, which is gratifying. ”

Chun Yufan saw that the old man had no malicious intent, and still vigilantly scanned the surroundings of the Iron Palace, not letting go of every pillar and corner of the table.

"Senior, where are the Fuso Hundred Ghosts now?"

"Oh...... Don't be afraid, this is just the front hall, where the entrance to the Iron Palace is located. They took me as a gatekeeper because I had the weirdest problem, better than any combination lock. At least until today......"

Du Yuanda was interested, "In the lower heaven Chaochuan people Du Yuan, please ask the master to respect the surname?"

"Exempt from respect, the old Wu Sanyan, commonly known as Wu Daozi. ”

"Painting Saint!" Du Yuan's cry shook the entire hall into a buzzing ......