The life simulator of the strange world

Chapter 153 "Mirage Picture"

[After 880 months, your "King Kong Indestructible Body" has slightly improved, and you find that there are more and more residents in the sea city]

[After 120 months, you forgot that you were leaving the sea city, and you successfully integrated into the sea city]

[Four thousand and one hundred and twenty two months later, Wu Chenzi entered Haishi again and was ordered to take you away, you are no longer able to leave Haishi]

【You were forcibly taken away and you died at the age of 20】

[Life Summary: Lifespan: 1, Experience: 2]

[Simulation total score: 3 (bad)]

[Optional Simulation Rewards]:
[The Five Realms of "The Immortal Body of King Kong"]

"It took 2916 months to step into the fifth level and the fifth level, which is 243 years. If you want to step into the sixth level and the fourth level, wouldn't it take more than 700 years?"

For more than 700 years, even a pig can become refined.

"It's not really that time is completely static here, it's still flowing slowly. I'm afraid the outside world will only have a month or two in Haishi for more than 200 years, otherwise Wuchen would not be able to appear again."

Zhu Qi's situation is different from other people's. He doesn't need to really invest more than 700 years, he just needs to keep simulating in this almost static time of time and space. Even if the cost of 700 years, or even 1000 years, he can fully pay.

"Calculating carefully, the seventh floor is at least 2183 years old, the eighth floor is at least 6561 years old, and the ninth floor is 19683, which is close to 2 years."

2 years, even the real Great Saint Realm and True Monarch do not have such a long lifespan, so it is almost impossible for Zhu Qi to use "King Kong Indestructible Body" to step into the peak level of body training.

Then Zhu Qi simulated it twice more, but the result is self-evident. The long time of 700 years will completely reduce him to a member of the mirage, and he will never be able to leave, and his cultivation will be put on hold infinitely.

Wow, it started raining outside again.

Zhu Qi took out the scroll painting, in which an old cow was lying on the ground and dozing off.

"Seal!" Zhu Qi pointed the old cow in the painting with his finger, and released the old cow with the four styles of seal inherited by Tianzhenjun.

"Your dear father! Zhu Qi!" As soon as the flying sickle landed, it raised its horns high and yelled at Zhu Qi: "Hurry up and turn me back into your old man. Before your dear father, I still had at least one pair of hands. Now I can't fart." No, your mother!"

Zhu Qi raised his foot and kicked the cow's butt, and Fei Lian howled miserably: "You dare to kick me, your dear father! Zhu Qi, I will kill you! I tell you that even the king of heaven and I will not be able to save you today! I want to fuck you to death! Huatian is here and I will do it together! I said it!"

The old cow was kicked into the yard, and the patter of rain fell on him, and he got up with a flying sickle cursing, and suddenly his body trembled: "Huatian?"

That bull face squeezed out a very humane flattering smile, and it lay down in the rain and shouted loudly: "Brother Huatian, I was just joking about those words just now, hahaha~, I was joking with your descendants ! What Lao Tzu said about doing is doing work, not doing it on the bed."

Fei Lian found that Zhu Qi was standing in the room looking at him quietly, and immediately whispered: "Hey, brother, hurry up and plead for brother and me, Hua Tian is small-minded, I just said that I want to fuck him, maybe he will kill me Painted as a whore!"

Zhu Qi asked curiously, "Do you know where this is?"

"Nonsense, of course I know, isn't this place in the painting... Uh, so Huatian isn't here?" Fei Lian's eyes widened in surprise.

"Sure enough," Zhu Qi nodded.

He had guessed the special features of this place before, and when he failed to visualize the sky in the simulator just now, his guess became more and more certain.

This is a world in a picture!
Because it is the world in the painting, the time here is stagnant and will not pass.

Because it is the world in the painting, all the people here are afraid of water droplets, and the water will melt the ink.

The reason why you can't take the things here is that it may be stained with ink, so that you can completely integrate into this world.

And why Ge Changqing and others fell in love with the person who devoured the dead, Zhu Qi guessed like ink droplets gathered, but this is just his guess, and there is no way to verify it.

One person actually drew a vivid world and was able to live and survive normally, but what happened here turned what should have been a fairyland on earth, a place of immortality, into a Shura hell.

"Huatian is not here!" Fei Lian raised his head and yelled "Moo", he glared at Zhu Qi: "You dare to kick me, I will fuck you now!"

"You don't feel anything is wrong here?" Zhu Qi asked strangely.

Since this is the world in the painting of Tianzhenjun, will the flying sickle be melted by the water here, or swallowed by ink?
"It's just rain..."

Flying sickle jumped up abruptly, rushed into the room, and vigorously shook off the water stains on his body.

"Hurry up, seal Laozi into the painting!" Fei Lian shouted anxiously at Zhu Qi: "If you don't hurry up, Laozi will melt!"

"What do you know?" Zhu Qi asked.

"Father, you are still asking so much nonsense at this time, I am about to die... Huh? The effect is so weak?" Fei Lian was surprised: "I thought I was going to die soon, so according to this, I will not die for at least three years. It seems that Hua Tianzhen is no longer in this world, hahaha, when I get rid of Zhu Qi, you bastard, I will rule the world and bite off the heads of Baisheng one by one, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Looking at the old cow with a big villain face, he smiled strangely, Zhu Qi reminded: "Three years, is it enough for you to kill all the saints in the world?"

"Grass!" Fei Lian flicked the bull's head: "Zhu Qi, I just made fun of your father with you, don't take your father's seriously, quickly seal me in the painting, or I will die!"

Zhu Qi has long accepted Fei Lian's swearing mantra: "Tell me what do you know in this world? Tell me, and I will immediately seal you into the painting."

"Your dear father, threaten me, I am Fei Lian..." Fei Lian muttered a few words, and after quietly raising his head to glance at Zhu Qi, he whispered: "If I guessed right, this should be Hua Tian Even though the one who painted his own father was a jerk, I have to admit that he is a genius, and he dared to draw it."

Zhu Qi nodded, he was able to encapsulate the terrifying flying scythe in the painting, and he was still able to control it easily after an unknown number of years, Huatian Zhenjun's strength is indeed extremely strong.

"At the beginning, I heard that Huatian painted a lot of paintings, and this painting was especially famous back then."

Fei Lian said: "This painting should be called "Mirage Picture""

"Back then, there was a mirage dragon among the dragon clan in the East China Sea. Pavilions, towers and pavilions appeared out of thin air within a radius of a hundred miles when the mirage exhaled. Use wax to make candles, and when you get married, light the candles like a fairyland on earth."

Fei Lian curled his lips: "Huatian knew about this matter. Huatian directly hit the door and took away the mirage. After that, he used the mirage to grind ink and drew a "Mirage Picture" that is called a fairyland on earth."

(End of this chapter)