Six Realms Office
Chapter 547 In the world on the other side, the fairy in the painting!
Chapter 547 In the world on the other side, the fairy in the painting!
The painting tells a story?Chen Yuan doesn't know, and can't know, because now he himself is also a part of this painting.
He was kicked out of the High Heaven Palace when he was crossing the crisis and fell into this place, but there is still a trace of heavenly luck connected. It seems that the High Heaven Palace spontaneously knocked him out of the Heaven Realm, and when the crossing is over, he will be pulled back again The dimension in which the heavens exist.
In Chen Yuan's mind, the two-dimensional world cannot move. The creatures here—or characters, exist in an absolutely static form. However, even in the [anime] industry that is popular on the earth, its essence is Just use the number of frames to make the static image into the illusion of movement, the real core has not changed, and the characters you see are actually still there.
Three-dimensional cannot touch two-dimensional, one-dimensional, and zero-dimensional.These three dimensions are extremely difficult to open up channels. First, the concept of time has been canceled in two dimensions, leaving only space and material representations; the first dimension has canceled the concept of space, leaving only material representations; zero-dimensional Then there's nothing, you can't even imagine it.
The children pulled Chen Yuan to bring him back from his thoughts.Looking forward, the village is already close at hand. When passing the houses at the entrance, as expected, these are only two-dimensional structures, not three-dimensional existence.
Since the people in the painting were born, they were endowed with everything they should know, and they lived in this world without feeling that there was anything wrong.Their common sense tells them that this is the way it should be.
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In a certain Taoist temple, there is an endless stream of tourists and guests. They come up to offer incense, but they are wearing very modern clothes, not the ancient ones.
The old Taoist smiled and told the pilgrims about the history of the Taoist temple, and spared no effort to promote the exclusive products of his temple, including some natural jade produced in Houshan, but because of its expensive price, many pilgrims shook their heads just looking at it , bluntly can't afford it.
Jade is indeed real jade, and the jade here has a great reputation in the entire Federation.The old Taoist didn't expect these pilgrims to be able to afford it, but everyone agreed after seeing it, so this is the fame effect.
Not long after, a master who was really not short of money came. After offering incense, he asked for his jade by name. The old Taoist stroked his beard slightly, and picked out a piece of good-quality uncut jade with satisfaction. Goods, everyone is happy.
A young Taoist priest ran in, sneaking up to the old Taoist priest: "Master, your uncut jade is the best natural jade, how much did you sell it for this time?"
"How much? Guess!"
The old Taoist groaned, grinned at a pilgrim who came in, turned around and grabbed the little Taoist's ear, and cursed in a low voice: "Money, money, money, we know money. We are Taoists. This kind of external things are so ugly. What to do again!"
"We are pure cultivators, and we must treat money like dung! Do you understand!"
The old Taoist made an appearance of "I am an expert". The little Taoist grinned at the ear, and when he heard the old Taoist say this, he immediately snapped back: "What money is like dung, you don't want it, master, just take this dung." Give it to me, I want dung."
"Go, go, you want dung, why are you so useless!"
"If you are not promising, you will be worthless. Master, you can just give me the dung, and I am not a disciple."
"Your master, I am going to take out the dung and exchange it for some treasures for blessings. This will show my piety and add a little more incense to our Taoist temple."
"No, no, master, this is dung, you can't buy anything!"
The veteran Daoist blew his beard and stared, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and stuffed them into the little Taoist's arms: "Take it away, your pocket money for this month!"
The little Taoist smiled openly: "Hey, thank you, Master!"
One old and one young were bickering, and there was a pilgrim asking who was enshrined in the Taoist temple. The little Taoist on duty hadn't spoken yet. The old Taoist immediately threw off the little Taoist and rushed directly to the pilgrim, saying flatteringly: "Hey Ah, you are asking the right person, Pindao was introduced by the 880th generation of Tianzun Dao, our Taoist temple is the direct descendant of the immortals, it is said that it was a long, long time ago, yes."
The old Taoist was spitting all over the place, but the pilgrim listened to him with a dazed expression, blocking his saliva from time to time, and kept saying, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it."
The little Taoist priest looked at his cheap master bragging about the past glory of his Taoist temple, and couldn't help curling his lips, thinking: How can this Taoist temple have such a long history? It was obviously built very late. , Immortal descendant, why don't you brag that Sanqing Tuomeng accepted you as a closed disciple?
My master is the kind of person who brags and doesn't write drafts. He has seen this kind of situation a lot. Anyway, if the master blows it away, the money he deserves is not a little bit, no matter what he blows up here. It doesn't matter.
Just as the little Taoist was thinking, he caught a glimpse of a painting on the left wall out of the corner of his eye. It was a landscape painting with a village in it. He vaguely remembered that his master once said that this painting was handed down by his ancestor What came down, the painting is the place where he attained enlightenment. This is a planet long, long ago, and the scenery depicted in it is extremely ancient. It is difficult to find this type of place now.
However, my master teacher can only believe five points in his mouth. Regarding the scenery depicted in this painting, the little Taoist priest really wants to take a look. He couldn't agree more, maybe he bought it from a street stall.
The little Taoist looked at the picture scroll, and was taken aback for a moment. In the village of the picture scroll, a black dot appeared. It was a villain, wearing clothes that didn't fit in with other villagers.
"Huh? Is there this person in the painting? Why don't I remember?"
The little Taoist stepped forward to look at the picture scroll, his eyes were fixed on the black dot, suddenly, the black dot moved, moved two millimeters to the left, the little Taoist suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise, and when he looked again Suddenly, a thunder sound exploded in his mind!
The little Taoist was scared to death, and shouted: "There are monsters!"
monster?
The old Taoist priest, who was telling the pilgrims about his family’s glorious past, turned his head and saw the little Taoist priest crawling over. He was half-dead with anger: "What are you yelling, monster? You still haven't woken up from your dream last night!"
"A real master! There are monsters!"
"Fart, monsters are myths and legends just like immortals, where are there any monsters now!"
The old Taoist said: "As soon as the federal army comes out, even the gods who can open up the world in mythology will be finished, and they will return to monsters."
He walked to the picture scroll, stared at a black spot suddenly, stepped forward to wipe it off, and said strangely: "Strange, is there this person in the picture?"
In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, the black spot suddenly enlarged, and it seemed to be walking towards him, and the figure gradually appeared. It was a short-haired human youth, wearing an ancient black short robe, with a golden strip wrapped around his left arm. Beaulieu.His appearance became more and more clear, the eyes that had been looking into the distance suddenly turned back, but they met the old Taoist's eyes directly!
Looking at each other, the young man in black suddenly laughed, while the old Taoist was stunned for a second, and then let out a scream like killing a pig the next moment.
"Oh my god! There are monsters!"
(End of this chapter)
The painting tells a story?Chen Yuan doesn't know, and can't know, because now he himself is also a part of this painting.
He was kicked out of the High Heaven Palace when he was crossing the crisis and fell into this place, but there is still a trace of heavenly luck connected. It seems that the High Heaven Palace spontaneously knocked him out of the Heaven Realm, and when the crossing is over, he will be pulled back again The dimension in which the heavens exist.
In Chen Yuan's mind, the two-dimensional world cannot move. The creatures here—or characters, exist in an absolutely static form. However, even in the [anime] industry that is popular on the earth, its essence is Just use the number of frames to make the static image into the illusion of movement, the real core has not changed, and the characters you see are actually still there.
Three-dimensional cannot touch two-dimensional, one-dimensional, and zero-dimensional.These three dimensions are extremely difficult to open up channels. First, the concept of time has been canceled in two dimensions, leaving only space and material representations; the first dimension has canceled the concept of space, leaving only material representations; zero-dimensional Then there's nothing, you can't even imagine it.
The children pulled Chen Yuan to bring him back from his thoughts.Looking forward, the village is already close at hand. When passing the houses at the entrance, as expected, these are only two-dimensional structures, not three-dimensional existence.
Since the people in the painting were born, they were endowed with everything they should know, and they lived in this world without feeling that there was anything wrong.Their common sense tells them that this is the way it should be.
--------
--------
In a certain Taoist temple, there is an endless stream of tourists and guests. They come up to offer incense, but they are wearing very modern clothes, not the ancient ones.
The old Taoist smiled and told the pilgrims about the history of the Taoist temple, and spared no effort to promote the exclusive products of his temple, including some natural jade produced in Houshan, but because of its expensive price, many pilgrims shook their heads just looking at it , bluntly can't afford it.
Jade is indeed real jade, and the jade here has a great reputation in the entire Federation.The old Taoist didn't expect these pilgrims to be able to afford it, but everyone agreed after seeing it, so this is the fame effect.
Not long after, a master who was really not short of money came. After offering incense, he asked for his jade by name. The old Taoist stroked his beard slightly, and picked out a piece of good-quality uncut jade with satisfaction. Goods, everyone is happy.
A young Taoist priest ran in, sneaking up to the old Taoist priest: "Master, your uncut jade is the best natural jade, how much did you sell it for this time?"
"How much? Guess!"
The old Taoist groaned, grinned at a pilgrim who came in, turned around and grabbed the little Taoist's ear, and cursed in a low voice: "Money, money, money, we know money. We are Taoists. This kind of external things are so ugly. What to do again!"
"We are pure cultivators, and we must treat money like dung! Do you understand!"
The old Taoist made an appearance of "I am an expert". The little Taoist grinned at the ear, and when he heard the old Taoist say this, he immediately snapped back: "What money is like dung, you don't want it, master, just take this dung." Give it to me, I want dung."
"Go, go, you want dung, why are you so useless!"
"If you are not promising, you will be worthless. Master, you can just give me the dung, and I am not a disciple."
"Your master, I am going to take out the dung and exchange it for some treasures for blessings. This will show my piety and add a little more incense to our Taoist temple."
"No, no, master, this is dung, you can't buy anything!"
The veteran Daoist blew his beard and stared, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and stuffed them into the little Taoist's arms: "Take it away, your pocket money for this month!"
The little Taoist smiled openly: "Hey, thank you, Master!"
One old and one young were bickering, and there was a pilgrim asking who was enshrined in the Taoist temple. The little Taoist on duty hadn't spoken yet. The old Taoist immediately threw off the little Taoist and rushed directly to the pilgrim, saying flatteringly: "Hey Ah, you are asking the right person, Pindao was introduced by the 880th generation of Tianzun Dao, our Taoist temple is the direct descendant of the immortals, it is said that it was a long, long time ago, yes."
The old Taoist was spitting all over the place, but the pilgrim listened to him with a dazed expression, blocking his saliva from time to time, and kept saying, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it."
The little Taoist priest looked at his cheap master bragging about the past glory of his Taoist temple, and couldn't help curling his lips, thinking: How can this Taoist temple have such a long history? It was obviously built very late. , Immortal descendant, why don't you brag that Sanqing Tuomeng accepted you as a closed disciple?
My master is the kind of person who brags and doesn't write drafts. He has seen this kind of situation a lot. Anyway, if the master blows it away, the money he deserves is not a little bit, no matter what he blows up here. It doesn't matter.
Just as the little Taoist was thinking, he caught a glimpse of a painting on the left wall out of the corner of his eye. It was a landscape painting with a village in it. He vaguely remembered that his master once said that this painting was handed down by his ancestor What came down, the painting is the place where he attained enlightenment. This is a planet long, long ago, and the scenery depicted in it is extremely ancient. It is difficult to find this type of place now.
However, my master teacher can only believe five points in his mouth. Regarding the scenery depicted in this painting, the little Taoist priest really wants to take a look. He couldn't agree more, maybe he bought it from a street stall.
The little Taoist looked at the picture scroll, and was taken aback for a moment. In the village of the picture scroll, a black dot appeared. It was a villain, wearing clothes that didn't fit in with other villagers.
"Huh? Is there this person in the painting? Why don't I remember?"
The little Taoist stepped forward to look at the picture scroll, his eyes were fixed on the black dot, suddenly, the black dot moved, moved two millimeters to the left, the little Taoist suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise, and when he looked again Suddenly, a thunder sound exploded in his mind!
The little Taoist was scared to death, and shouted: "There are monsters!"
monster?
The old Taoist priest, who was telling the pilgrims about his family’s glorious past, turned his head and saw the little Taoist priest crawling over. He was half-dead with anger: "What are you yelling, monster? You still haven't woken up from your dream last night!"
"A real master! There are monsters!"
"Fart, monsters are myths and legends just like immortals, where are there any monsters now!"
The old Taoist said: "As soon as the federal army comes out, even the gods who can open up the world in mythology will be finished, and they will return to monsters."
He walked to the picture scroll, stared at a black spot suddenly, stepped forward to wipe it off, and said strangely: "Strange, is there this person in the picture?"
In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, the black spot suddenly enlarged, and it seemed to be walking towards him, and the figure gradually appeared. It was a short-haired human youth, wearing an ancient black short robe, with a golden strip wrapped around his left arm. Beaulieu.His appearance became more and more clear, the eyes that had been looking into the distance suddenly turned back, but they met the old Taoist's eyes directly!
Looking at each other, the young man in black suddenly laughed, while the old Taoist was stunned for a second, and then let out a scream like killing a pig the next moment.
"Oh my god! There are monsters!"
(End of this chapter)
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