What is the experience of simulating a fairy

How would we know?

The ancestor waited for a while, and his face showed an expression of regret that was hard to hide:

"It seems that you are still the same as me, unable to comprehend the Dao...

"Go ahead."

He stretched out his hand, ready to push Shen Lue and others out of this mysterious space.

Shen slightly scratched his head:

I must know this...

The ancestor of Hongjun's combat power as a dungeon NPC was too high, which affected the balance and safety of the game. In order to ensure my good experience, the dog planner took Hongjun away.

But why did the ancestor Hongjun ask this?

Could it be...

For hundreds of years, the ancestors have always been puzzled about the reasons for his accidental fall, hard to let go, and eventually become obsessions?

He may be waiting for someone who can find out the truth and tell him.

Then if I got it right...

Will He give me the ultimate power to control the Three Realms?

But the problem is:

The ancestor Hongjun was the ruler of the prehistoric world. He only understood the mysterious and mysterious terms such as heavenly path, great road, and Tai Chi Yin and Yang. It might be difficult to explain it clearly to him.

At this time, the ancestors are already running power.

Shen Lue could clearly feel that the soul was about to be forcibly returned to his body.

Before he could think about it, he hurriedly stopped loudly:

"Wait!"

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The six saints looked at Shen Lue at the same time, and the Lord Tongtian looked terrified, and quickly lowered his voice to remind:

"Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing.

"Although my master has only a ray of remnant thoughts left, his power is still not comparable to us, and the master's state is not very stable, in case he angers him..."

Tongtian didn't think Shen Lue knew the truth.

He guessed that Shen Lue was probably desperate to get the power to completely control the Three Realms, so he was desperate to deceive the ancestor.

How can Master be so cheating!

Nuwa did not directly question, but seriously asked:

"really?"

"Do not worry."

Shen Lue passed a confident look, then patted her chest.

Hearing what he said just now, Old Ancestor Hongjun's slightly dull eyes seemed to move a lot, and he stared at Shen Lue with burning eyes:

"In that case...

"Seventh Sage, you can sit here and talk to the poor Tao, and the others can retreat."

Shakyamuni, Maitreya and others looked at each other:

What the hell is Baoqing Fangzhu doing?

Although they wanted to stay, Hongjun's ancestors didn't go against the decree, and everyone had to bow their hands respectfully: "The Lord Na Hongjun...We will leave."

Hongjun gently waved his hand and sent them out of this space.

When the Master Tongtian opened his eyes again, his soul had returned to his position, and the Zixiao Palace was in front of him.

The other saints also opened their eyes.

Only Shen Lue remained motionless, did not leave the state of meditation, his soul stayed by the ancestor Hongjun.

Hehe~

Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his beard and laughed a few times:

"This Baoqing workshop owner, in terms of the ability to speak out, among all the saints, I am afraid that he deserves the first place?"

Tongtian sighed directly:

"What do you know?

"When the master of Baoqing Square comes out again, he may have been recognized by the master and become the new co-master of the Three Realms, brother brother, if you really have the ability and courage...

"You can wait until then and repeat what I said just now."

Humph!

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his contemptuous attitude was beyond words:

"Then let's wait and see."

......

In the dark and mysterious space, only ancestor Hongjun and Shen Lue remained.

"sit down"

Hongjun raised his hand, and a plain futon appeared in front of him.

Shen Lue was not polite: "Thank you, World Honored."

The ancestor Hongjun folded his hands on his lap, and looked unexpectedly behaved:

"The Seventh Sage just said that he knew the reason for the fall of Poor Dao, so I dare to ask the reason...

"Avenue?"

Shen Lue quickly sorted out his thoughts:

For NPCs like Hongjun, game planning is the supreme existence, invisible and intangible, but can easily determine the life and death of these paper men.

So planning = avenue, nothing wrong!

According to Hongjun's concept, that is to discipline him.

"Yes."

Shen slightly nodded, and asked mysteriously: "Besides the punishment down the road, can anyone else make you fall?"

hiss--

The ancestor Hongjun kept rubbing his beard:

"It seems that the ideas of Pang Dao and the Seventh Sage coincide, but Pang Dao still can't figure it out. Why should Dao punishing me?

"Have you been in charge of the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years,

"What unforgivable sin did Pin Dao commit?"

Shen scratched his head slightly.

That's not...

Just because your combat power is too strong, it affects the balance of the strength of the game dungeon, and it also makes the dungeon potentially dangerous, so it is enough to plan to scrap it...

But how can I explain this to my ancestor and convince him?

Shen Lue knew:

This is the final test of the copy of "The Origin of the White Snake".

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, the ancestor Hongjun began to urge:

"Fellow?

"I wonder if you can give pointers to the poor road?"

"Ah...Okay." Shen Lue recovered, already having a general idea.

He raised his hand and wiped it in the air:

Huh--

Shen Lue condensed into a pair of images with a fiery red sun in the center, surrounded by many planets, which looked like the solar system.

"Ancestor, the sun is the center of heaven and earth. You should be clear about this, right?"

"of course."

Hongjun nodded:

"It's just that the world is ignorant, and the lay people in the world mistakenly believe that the sky is a place, so many jokes have been made for this."

Shen slightly smiled with satisfaction, and then asked:

"So how much does the Blessed One know about the Dao?"

"It's just fur."

"In that case, has the Lord ever thought that the great road in your eyes may be like the world in the eyes of the layman, far from the truth?"

He first instilled the psychological hint of "You are actually ignorant" in Hongjun, and let him fall into self-doubt.

Compared to the mysterious avenue, you are a fart!

Do you think you are amazing?

Put down your figure!

Sure enough, Hongjun frowned slowly:

"This......

"There is indeed the possibility of what you said. Poor Dao has cultivated countless calamities, but it is still difficult to understand Dao."

Shen Lue quickly hit the iron while it was hot.

With a wave of his hand, another simulated picture of mana formation appeared:

In the universe, a small meteorite is affected by gravity, resisting the burning of the atmosphere, and suddenly falls to somewhere on the earth.

KUANG——

In an instant, a hapless village was reduced to ashes.

The picture turns.

The surviving villagers prepared all kinds of animal sacrifices and prayed to the heaven for sacrifice, hoping to forgive them for their sins, and not to punish them again.

Shen Lue pointed to the villagers dancing the sacrificial dance in the picture and said:

"Dare to ask the Lord.

"Meteor falls into the mortal world. Could it be that a certain god saw the villagers in this village commit a crime and did it deliberately?"

Hongjun smiled and shook his head:

"of course not.

"This is a natural reason, and it has nothing to do with whether these mortals are at fault. Ordinary people have always been like this. When they see everything they think it is the so-called providence..."

Speaking of this, Hongjun was suddenly stunned.

The space is quiet.

Shen Lue withdrew his mana silently and ended the conversation: let the old man experience the rest completely.

Old Ancestor Hongjun's eyes slowly widened:

Could it be that......