Chapter 291 Garden Creator
"crunch~"
The door was opened, and the Three Mao Patriarchs stood respectfully at the door, chanting: "Welcome to the Immortal Zhuming!"
"Okay, got it, let's go and don't get in my way."
Chen Zhu was too lazy to look at them, so he walked out the door and followed the sweet and sour pork tenderloin he had learned for ten years.
Ten years, a full ten years!
The chef has already married and had his third child, and the apprentice has started to take over the cooking.
"Brother, listen to my advice. You are not suitable for this line of work."
This is the first sentence Chen Zhu hears every day when he comes.
"I don't believe it anymore!"
Chen Zhu got started, turned on the fire, cleaned the pot, added the ingredients all in one go, and finally it was done.
The tenderloin here is still raw.
The chef sighed and said, "You are the most perseverant person I have ever met, brother. How about you try other cuisines and I will teach you for free?"
Chen Zhu's eyes lit up: "Okay!"
This teaching lasted another twenty years!
Still haven’t learned it.
The chef was about to retire, but Chen Zhu's appearance had not changed. He then realized that he had met a master.
So he was no longer impatient, but taught with an open mind.
But on this day, Chen Zhu did not pick up the pot or spoon, but stood up and said goodbye to the chef.
"Brother, from today on, I won't come here anymore."
Chen Zhu smiled slightly: "On this last day, I will cook you a bowl of rice. No matter whether it is cooked or not, or whether it tastes good or not, it will be regarded as settling the karma between you and me. How about that?"
"Are you leaving?"
The chef sighed and said, "It's time for me to retire. The world has been changing so much lately."
Chen Zhu said nothing, carefully made a dish of sweet and sour pork, then turned and left.
"Can you tell me where you're going?"
The chef asked, and the young man seemed to be becoming more and more ethereal.
"I'm going to a place with the word 'Western' in it. Now that the time has come, I should go and take a look even if I don't do anything. Otherwise, I will feel uneasy."
Some things must be experienced. After Chen Zhu left, the old chef looked at the sweet and sour pork tenderloin and still took a bite.
But it was this bite that caused him to come to the underworld after a hundred years of death, where he was faced with a sedan chair carried by eight people and the King of Hell himself.
"Brother, you are finally here. Please take your seat quickly. The City God Temple in Renjia Town has been vacant for you for a long time."
"I?"
The old chef was surprised and delighted: "Why should I sit in this position? I am just a cook..."
"Brother, don't be modest. You have eaten the food cooked by that person. Tell us how it tastes."
Memories came to mind, thinking of the uncooked sweet and sour pork tenderloin, the old chef looked at the ghosts and gods, and finally said:
“Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.”
"it is good!!!"
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When Chen Zhu returned to the prehistoric world, he discovered that nothing had changed in the past thirty years.
It seemed that the chat group had deliberately arranged this time, but before he arrived, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate.
"Hello, the chat group requests to talk to you."
Chat group?
Chen Zhu's heart moved, and he nodded to let the connection be made.
The next second, a figure appeared in front of him.
"Respected Master Zhuming, hello, I am the intelligence of the chat group."
"Oh?"
Chen Zhu looked at it leisurely: "Are you the chat group itself?"
After using it for so long, this was the first time that Chen Zhu saw the real body of this thing.
"I am not the chat group itself, but an intelligent code of the chat group. My master wants to talk to you about something through me."
"Oh?"
Chen Zhu stared at him curiously: "Why didn't your master come and talk to me in person?"
"My master is not available right now. This is the letter he left for you. Please make sure to hand it over to you."
After he finished speaking, Zhineng handed Chen Zhu a piece of paper.
There was no signature and no origin, but Chen Zhu smiled slightly after receiving it, and the cause and effect had been established.
He gently opened it and saw the following content on the letter:
"Dear Master Zhuming, when you entered the chat group, I could no longer stop you."
"I couldn't refuse Zhu Longzu's words, so I had to let this mistake continue to expand. Now, you are no longer restricted by the chat group."
"I'm very sorry. Due to your previous interference, the chat group has suffered a certain impact. We have to carry out a series of remedies, which cost a huge price. I would like to inform you of this."
"If you don't like the chat group, we can leave. If you like it, please abide by the rules and regulations. We will do our best to serve you."
There wasn't much content in the letter, but Chen Zhu understood why the other party didn't dare to come.
But in this heart, the other party calls himself "we" rather than a single individual like "I".
interesting.
Chen Zhu picked up the letter and tore open the space. He wanted to see what the other party was.
Who would have thought that after tearing it open, all that was left before my eyes was chaos.
There was nothing in this chaos but only a tiny bit of light flickering.
Only after Chen Zhu got closer did he realize that these lights were actually particles of the world.
Zhulong moved forward, and each particle of the world was smaller than a hair. When Zhulong got close, all the chaos was repelled away.
In the presence of the innate sacredness, all confusion will dissipate and the truth will be revealed.
In front of Chen Zhu's eyes was a dot of light that looked like the one in any other world.
As we got closer to the light spot, the light in that world began to dim, and our vision gradually adapted to the strong light, revealing the truth.
This is an ordinary world.
It is a bustling, technologically advanced society.
The letter was sent from here and landed in his hands?
Chen Zhu lightly tapped this world, broke through its defenses, and walked into it.
To his surprise, the population of this world is not large. The world's population is estimated to be only about one million.
The only things left running the city are robots.
He looked up and saw that everything here was dark due to his luck, which was indeed extraordinary.
He found the person who sent him the letter.
An intellectual lady, her face is calm and wise.
She sat in the garden, a garden in a small courtyard, with a swing swaying slowly amid the fragrant scent of flowers.
The woman was writing something on the book in her hand, and she slowly turned back:
"Welcome to the great god Zhuming."
"Are you the owner of the chat group?"
Chen Zhu stepped forward and realized that this was not an ordinary garden.
In each petal, there are eighty thousand cycles of spring and autumn.
There are three thousand worlds clinging to each green stem.
Not to mention the endless soil and sand, everything here is a microcosm of the world.
"I am the owner of the chat group. Technically speaking, I am its creator."
The woman stood up and put down the pen in her hand.
"Compared to Him, you are more human."
She took the initiative to break the topic and started talking about Zhulongzu.
"So, it was He who asked you to pull me in."
Chen Zhu admired the scenery in the garden and asked, "Are all the people here like you? Do they enjoy creating the world?"
Chen Zhu saw a watering pipe connected to several flowers.
That flower is...a level ten world!
And the so-called water flow, where is the water flow? It is clearly the luck.
The flower that gets more "water" will grow more lush and beautiful.
But this flower is made of blood.
“I don’t create the world for pleasure, but I shoulder my own responsibilities.”
The woman calmly stated: "Everyone here has his or her own responsibility. I create the world, and there are people who prune the world, and there are also people who pluck some flowers and take away some soil."
She pointed at the shadow cast by Chen Zhu as he moved and said:
"Now, the world you have obscured will lose its light and fall into eternal darkness."
"Where I am, there is no darkness."
Chen Zhu did not move, and a candle flame burned in the shadow, turning into a sun lamp.
"Haha, I'm just using a metaphor."
The woman smiled gently: "My name is: Shu, you can call me that."
"Ms. Book."
Chen Zhu moved away from where he was standing, and when he looked down, he realized that he had trampled countless worlds. "Every world here was created by me, one stroke at a time."
Ms. Shu gave Chen Zhu a pen and paper: "Can you help me see if there is anything that needs to be supplemented in this world."
Chen Zhu picked it up and took a look. He found that the world in the book was actually an infinitely superimposed character "回".
She said with interest: "The creatures in this world will find another world after breaking through their original world, but when they break through that world again, they will find another world."
“When they break through level after level, they are still in the world.”
"What if we break through the outermost Hui character?"
Chen Zhu took the pen and suddenly had an idea, so he wrote a vertical stroke among all the characters of "回".
"I'll give them a direct path to heaven. Whoever finds it will have the luck to escape from it."
"No, I will add another word 'hui'. They will never know what they are like. They cannot break through the essence of the world and cannot walk out of the word 'hui' again and again."
Ms. Shu is a very interesting person. Chen Zhu became interested. "I think your job is quite interesting."
"Seeing the world in all its glory every day will never be boring."
"That's just for you. I'm actually tired of it."
Ms. Shu expressed Chen Zhu’s doubts: “This is the original intention of creating a chat group, to kill time when you are bored.
She said it calmly, flipping a page from the book and saying:
"This is the world of Bodhi Patriarch. It is also the world you long for. You can see the difference."
When Chen Zhu opened it, he discovered that the world in the book had changed.
There are no longer words on it, but real objects, which seem to be pulling the characters in the text out of the book.
"This world is transcending because of you, the Great God Zhuming."
It turns out that this is what is called transcendence.
Chen Zhu nodded: "Box world, I have heard such talk before, but this is the first time I have seen the real thing."
He once doubted his own world, but after reaching this point today, Chen Zhu realized that it was impossible.
There is an essential difference between the real world and the box world.
"So, may I ask Master Zhuming if you have any questions?"
Ms. Shu asked politely, "My gardener friend will come to my place to trim the flowers and plants later."
"In these worlds in the garden, my friend is called Death, the End, and so on."
"No hurry, just tell him to wait when he comes."
Chen Zhu asked her, "Do you know what the infinite level is?"
That is a very critical issue, and it is also a problem that has been bothering Chen Zhu.
"Infinite, the literal meaning is easy to understand, so I will not describe it any more. Then, may I ask the respected Lord Zhuming, are you willing to continue playing on these petals?"
This is exactly Ms. Shu’s purpose. To let Chen Zhu see the truth, he will naturally not want to make trouble in the chat group.
This can also bring her undisturbed "fun".
"I'd still rather play on the flowers."
Chen Zhu smiled softly: "Your garden may be good for fooling others, but it's probably not good enough to fool me."
He did not point out some of Ms. Shu's "concealment" and turned away.
Then, the world shrank again, and as the light became brighter, Chen Zhu began to move away from here.
The light spots in this chaos formed a nebula, and the time point did not belong to the present, but to the very distant future.
Only he can travel through time to get here.
He returned to the primitive world.
Not much time had passed in the prehistoric world at this time, and the conversation between Taoist Master Ran Deng and the Chaofeng clan could still be heard in the coffin.
"Roar, roar, roar! Woo, woo!"
Taoist Master Ran Deng: "You are right, but I can't go any further here. Let's leave right here and now."
As the coffin continued to shake, Master Ran Deng continued to move forward.
After passing Chaofeng's tribe, he came to a dragon territory.
It was seen that the dragon territory was completely different from that of other races. They originally lived on the sea, but the dragons did not simply find some caves.
Instead, he used crystals to cut into pieces of shining land and built a Dragon Court city on the sea!
The crystal ground is endless, extending to the invisible distance, and all kinds of buildings are built on the crystal.
Taoist Master Ran Deng's eyes lit up. He had never seen such a strange tribe.
Take the previous Chaofeng tribe for example. It was mainly a huge cave that served as the residence of the Chaofeng tribe.
And then nothing happened. All Chaofeng lived near the cave and in the woods.
But here, every dragon lives in crystal, and the ground is spotless when they walk.
This scene aroused the curiosity of Master Ran Deng!
"Fellow Daoist in front, please wait a moment!"
He called a cloud dragon that was about to fly away and asked hurriedly, "What are the origins of these square boxes?"
The yellow dragon flew over and was surprised to see that it was the human-shaped Randeng. It saluted and said:
"You may not know this, Immortal God, but these things are the imperial city buildings of my dragon clan. As long as there is a Four-Shedding Dragon Emperor, they are all built in this standard."
"So strange?"
Randeng didn’t understand why anyone could think of living like this.
"What's so strange about that? We dragons have been like this since the beginning of time."
Yunlong had a proud look on his face: "My dragon clan dares to say that we are the oldest race. No one dares to compete with us. Even the Qilin and the Phoenix are not as old as us."
This is the point that the dragon race can be most proud of. They have had a legacy from the first immeasurable calamity to the present, which is far beyond that of other races.
"I see. I just don't know which lineage of the dragon clan this is from?"
The Taoist Master Ran Deng asked again, and Yun Long said happily:
"This is the famous Phantom Dragon lineage. To be honest, I also came here from the neighboring tribe to make a living."
"Of course, this is a branch of the Fantasy Dragon Clan. The real Dragon Clan is even larger than this one. It is known as the richest clan in this land on the sea!"
"Phantom dragon?"
Seeing that Master Ran Deng still didn't quite understand, Yunlong simply pulled him into the crystal.
"This phantom dragon is not a simple one. Do you know Jishen? The ancestor of this phantom dragon clan is Jishen's biological sister!"
Ran Deng was shocked. No one knew more about offering sacrifices to the gods than him. But Yunlong continued to speak:
“Not only that, this Huanlong Ancestor is also the granddaughter of Immortal Ancestor Qing Lao, the Immortal Ancestor Qing Lao who previously shouted: Follow the will to be a god, go against the will to be an immortal!”
It turned out to be such a big deal. Taoist Master Ran Deng hurriedly walked in: "Then I must take a closer look!"
In the coffin behind him, Chen Zhu was slightly stunned. This was fate. He actually came to Sister Qingying's territory.
As soon as the order came down from the Ancestral Dragon, all the dragons left their ancestral land and went out to develop their tribe.
In this Fantasy Dragon Tribe, there are actually not many dragons of the same generation divided by the Qingying Origin. Most of them are dragons from various places or other innate creatures.
This is a branch area, and most of the dragons are mixed-blood dragons. Looking around, most of the dragons have dragon aura but not dragon shape.
As for why this place can attract so many other ethnic groups, it is because of its characteristics.
Fantasy way!
When we came to the crystal, the illusion here became extremely strong, and Yunlong said:
"Get a cloud car!"
The next moment, clouds condensed here and turned into a cloud car.
"Did you see that?" Yunlong was full of satisfaction. "I don't know how many races want to join the Phantom Dragon Clan but can't find a way. Just this one move, don't you think it's amazing?"
It's really awesome!
Randeng was impressed. They boarded the cloud car and arrived at the big city as the crystals under their feet moved.
Then I saw four large characters appearing high above the city:
【White Crystal Dragon City】
The crystals here are mostly white.
So, what are the advantages here besides white crystal?
Of course, all the surrounding ethnic groups are moving here to trade.
Everywhere you look, you can see treasures from mountains and seas, and rare and exotic objects.
Randeng finally knew why he came here.
He was wholeheartedly seeking the truth, and here were many treasures for that purpose.
For example, there is a miscellaneous dragon dealer ahead, selling a purple tuber.
The outer skin of the tuber can be torn open, revealing pools of water condensed within the tuber.
Just taking a bite is like being in close contact with the waterway, and you can quickly gain insights.
In addition, there is another item sold by the dragon: temporary residence order.
This thing is actually very ordinary. It just allows you to live here for a period of time.
But this is the White Crystal Dragon City under the Illusionary Path. If you want the Divine Gate, you can get it with just a thought. Many creatures who come here are reluctant to leave.
Whether it is delicious food, beautiful dragons, or even any creature you can think of, it can all be transformed here.
It’s a pity that I can’t take it away, what a shame.
The Taoist Master Ran Deng was distracted and started to get excited here. He even came up with the idea of a goddess, which surprised Yunlong.
"Fellow Daoist, this is not possible now. You have no place to stay. Would you be caught moving in broad daylight?"
(End of this chapter)