Chapter 240 Special Attribute: Fear of Sister

After Zhao Gongming finished this, he walked down the platform, found an empty space with no one around to brush off the dust, then sat cross-legged and said to Baipao Hongjun as if nothing had happened: "Please send me into the illusion, and these things in my hand."

Although he could not bring the entity into the illusion, he could ask Baipao Hongjun to generate corresponding things for him in the illusion, which was also considered bringing it in.

Otherwise, the immortals would be naked after entering the illusion, which would be too undignified.

Baipao Hongjun stared at him in silence.

Zhao Gongming remained calm.

The small world had been rotten to the point of complete chaos, and any supplement from the outside energy was very precious. In this case, Baipao Hongjun took the initiative to tell him that he would not extract his power, obviously to keep this power for other uses.

But for him, nothing was more important than his three sisters. He hoped that in the near future, when the three sisters broke free from the illusion and woke up, they would stand up and bow to him 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 the little power that Zhao Gongming has seized in the outside world, then the immortals will most likely be on the verge of extinction. How long can his little power help the immortals survive?

He is not afraid of Baipao Hongjun getting angry because the breakthrough point for the immortals to break the dilemma lies in him. He is the God of Wealth. He has only been outside for two days and has gained a power that Baipao Hongjun wants to calculate.

Not only was he not afraid, but he also remembered his previous doubts. He stared at Hongjun's eyes and said word by word: "Daozu, there is something I don't understand."

White robe Hongjun slowly said: "What is it?"

"What do you plan to do next?"

White robe Hongjun's eyes moved away from Zhao Gongming's face and looked into the endless darkness. He was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "Cooperate with the humans in the main world and let everyone leave here."

"What about after that?"

"Deepen cooperation, strive for freedom, and establish an independent country that belongs to us." White robe Hongjun answered without hesitation, "Let everyone restore the good life they had in the prehistoric world."

"So, what about after that?"

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

White robe Hongjun frowned slightly, and he realized that Zhao Gongming seemed to have another meaning. After thinking for two seconds, he said coldly: "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 accordance with the Tao!"

In accordance! In accordance! Tao! No!

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

Zhao Gongming had already prepared to anger the white-robed Hongjun before this roar. In his heart, the anger of the white-robed Hongjun was indeed frightening, but compared to this anger, he cared more about the truth.

The white air wave visible to the naked eye hit the white-robed Hongjun, messed up the corners of the white-robed Hongjun's clothes, knocked down the immortals under the high platform, and broke the concealment of a person.

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

The expression of the black-robed Hongjun was still frozen in the teasing when he was watching coldly. After a few breaths, he reacted and belatedly restrained the expression on his face. The murderous intent on his body surged up, and instantly froze Zhao Gongming's thoughts.

Zhao Gongming looked at him stiffly.

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

"He is still useful."

Who is talking.

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

Who am I.

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Zhao Gongming gradually couldn't hear the conversation between the white-robed Hongjun and the 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 the difference was between himself and the air around him, the stone slab under his feet, and the cross screwdriver in his hand.

Until a certain moment, the mental restraint suddenly disappeared. Zhao Gongming came to life again, bent down and took a deep breath, as if he was rescued from drowning.

"Remember your words."

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

Zhao Gongming watched his back melt into the darkness.

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

"No, but also."

The white-robed Hongjun's face was calm.

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

This time, Hongjun in white robe did not answer. He stared into Zhao Gongming's eyes and said, "You should 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 Hongjun in white robe would not answer any more questions.

The invisible force pulled his thoughts down. A second before he was about to enter the illusion, he heard a vague word.

"It's in line with my heart."

Zhao Gongming opened his eyes suddenly, and 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 with tea: "Brother, how is your trip?"

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

"They are playful. When you didn't come back for two days, they ran to the master." Yunxiao pursed her lips, "You don't look very good. Did you encounter something unpleasant?"

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

Yunxiao sat down next to Zhao Gongming.

"Brother, I'm not an outsider."

Zhao Gongming nodded.

"I did encounter some things this time. Listen to me."

After a cup of tea, Zhao Gongming told Yunxiao about his experiences and his guesses.

"It turns out that the Daozu we usually see is just an incarnation. No wonder he talks more than before the catastrophe." Yunxiao paused, her face became serious, and she said to Zhao Gongming: "You don't need to worry about what Daozu wants to do. He will never hurt us."

Zhao Gongming said angrily: "But."

"Brother, listen to me." Yunxiao said earnestly, "You were on the Conferred God List because you were too busy. This time you dared to question Daozu directly. You are really getting bolder and bolder. What if something happens to you? What will you do to our three sisters? Do you want to drag us down again?"

Zhao Gongming hesitated immediately.

"This"

"What is this, don't think about these things anymore!"

"Okay."

Zhao Gongming lowered his head in the face of Yunxiao's scolding and persuasion. He dared to confront Hongjun in white robes in person, and he could also slap Yuanshi Tianzun's face, but he couldn't get past Yunxiao.

"In the future, you must discuss things with me first."

"Oh"

"By the way, I have gifts for you."

"These look like cups, what is this?"

"Cross screwdriver"