I know this ancient god

After Zhao Gongming finished this, he walked down the high platform, found an empty space and brushed off the dust, then sat down cross-legged and said to the white-robed Hongjun nonchalantly: "Please send me into the illusion, and you will still have it in my hands." of these things.”

Although he cannot bring the entity into the illusion, he can ask Baipao Hongjun to generate corresponding things for him in the illusion, which can be regarded as bringing him in.

Otherwise, it would be too shameful for the immortals to be naked after entering the illusion.

Hongjun in white robe stared at him silently.

Zhao Gongming's expression did not change.

The small world has become a mess, and any supplement of energy from the outside is very precious. In this case, Baipao Hongjun took the initiative to explain to him that he would not extract his power, and obviously wanted to keep this power for other purposes.

But to him, nothing is as important as his three sisters. He hoped that in the near future, when Sanxiao breaks away from the illusion and wakes up, they can stand up and bow to him openly or make a face.

As for the safety of the small world?

If one day, the survival of the small world needs to be solved by Zhao Gongming's power from the outside world, then the immortals are probably on the verge of extinction. How long can his power help the immortals survive?

He was not afraid that Baipao Hongjun would be angry because of this, because the breakthrough point for the immortals to break the predicament was him. He was the God of Wealth. He only stayed outside for two days and gained a power that made Baipao Hongjun want to scheme.

Not only did he not have a trace of fear, he also remembered his previous doubts. He stared into Hongjun's eyes and said word by word: "Taozu, my disciple has something unclear."

White-robed Hongjun said slowly: "What's the matter?"

"What are you going to do next?"

White-robed Hongjun moved his eyes away from Zhao Gongming's face and looked into the endless darkness. He was silent for a while, and then said in a calm voice: "Cooperate with the humans in the main world to get everyone out of here."

"What happens after that?"

"Deepen cooperation, fight for freedom, and establish our own independent country." Baipao Hongjun answered without hesitation, "Let everyone restore the beautiful life like in the prehistoric times."

"Then, what happens after that?"

Zhao Gongming asked relentlessly, as if he would keep asking as long as he didn't get the answer he wanted to hear.

Baipao Hongjun frowned slightly, and he noticed that Zhao Gongming seemed to have a deeper meaning. After thinking for two seconds, he said in a cold voice: "What do you want to ask?"

Zhao Gongming knew that he was about to ask the answer. He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Is it in line with the law?"

combine! Huh! road! no!

The four words were deafening, like a giant hammer hitting the eardrums. The layers of sound waves almost woke up all the immortals who were still drowning in the illusion.

Zhao Gongming was already prepared to offend Baipao Hongjun before this roar. In his heart, although Baipao Hongjun's anger was frightening, he cared more about the truth than this anger.

The white air wave visible to the naked eye hit the white-robed Hongjun, disrupting the corners of the white-robed Hongjun's clothes, knocking down the immortal under the high platform, and breaking a person's concealment.

Zhao Gongming's eyes fell on the black-robed Hongjun.

The black-robed Hongjun's expression was still frozen in the joking expression he was watching with cold eyes. It took him a few breaths to realize what he was doing. He then calmed down the expression on his face, and the murderous intent on his body surged, instantly freezing Zhao Gongming's thoughts. .

Zhao Gongming looked at him stiffly.

It turns out they are the twin corpses of good and evil.

"He's still useful."

who is speaking.

"What's the use of a disobedient chess piece?"

Who am I.

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Zhao Gongming gradually couldn't hear the conversation between white-robed Hongjun and black-robed Hongjun. It wasn't that he couldn't hear it, but that he couldn't understand it. His consciousness became more and more blurred, and he even forgot who he was, and what was the difference between himself and the air beside him, the stone slab under his feet, and the Phillips screwdriver in his hand.

Until a certain moment, the mental constraints suddenly disappeared. Zhao Gongming came to life again, bending down and breathing heavily, as if he had been rescued from drowning.

"Remember your words."

The black-robed Hongjun gave the white-robed Hongjun a deep look, then glanced contemptuously at Zhao Gongming, who was still breathing heavily, and then turned around and walked into the thick darkness.

Zhao Gongming watched his back disappear into the darkness.

Zhao Gongming gasped and said, "You are not Taoist ancestors."

"No, but yes."

The white-robed Hongjun's face remained calm.

Zhao Gongming asked: "What did you just say?"

Baipao Hongjun didn't answer this time. He stared into Zhao Gongming's eyes and said, "It's time for you to enter the illusion. Sanxiao is waiting for you in your dojo."

Zhao Gongming was silent for a few seconds and then slowly closed his eyes. He knew that Baipao Hongjun would not answer any more of his questions.

An invisible force pulled his thoughts down, and a second before he was about to enter the illusion, he heard an illusive word.

"It suits my heart."

Zhao Gongming opened his eyes suddenly, but in front of him was a harmonious scene of green water and green mountains. He was no longer in the real world.

A fairy in a white dress came from the side carrying tea: "Brother, are you okay with your trip?"

Zhao Gongming nodded slowly: "Where are Bixiao and Qiongxiao?"

"They are playful. When you come back after two days, they ran to the master." Yun Xiao pursed her lips, "You don't look good. Did something bad happen to you?"

Zhao Gongming hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether he should tell Yun Xiao what he had encountered and his speculations, because this would bring his troubles to Yun Xiao.

Yunxiao sat next to Zhao Gongming.

"Brother, I am not an outsider."

Zhao Gongming nodded.

"I did encounter something this time, please listen to me."

After a cup of tea, Zhao Gongming told Yunxiao what he had experienced and his speculations.

"It turns out that the Dao Ancestor we usually see is just an incarnation. No wonder he talks more than before the Great Tribulation." Yun Xiao paused for a moment, her face became serious, and she said to Zhao Gongming: "You don't have to do what Dao Ancestor wants to do, he will never do it. It will harm us."

Zhao Gongming said angrily: "But."

"Brother, listen to me." Yun Xiao said earnestly, "You were on the list of gods because you were too busy. This time you dare to directly question Taozu. You are getting more and more courageous. What if you have something wrong with you? , what do you want us three sisters to do, do you want to drag us down again? "

Zhao Gongming suddenly hesitated.

"this"

"This, this, this, this, don't think about these things again in the future!"

"All right."

Zhao Gongming lowered his head under Yun Xiao's scolding and dissuasion. He dared to confront Baipao Hongjun, and he could also knock Yuanshi Tianzun's face down, but he could not pass Yun Xiao's test.

"Whenever you encounter something in the future, you must discuss it with me first."

"oh"

"By the way, I have a gift for you."

"These look like cups, what is this?"

"Philips screwdriver"