Reflect the world

Chapter 1220 The World Is Just a Big Dream

Zhuang Zhou and Zulong sensed this scene at the same time, but their reactions were quite different. Zulong was expressionless and didn't care.

The dragon race itself is a natural species, not entangled in reality and illusion.

Regardless of whether Hongjun exists or not, they will not be affected much.

It can even be said that after Hongjun disappears, it will be better for the Dragon Clan, because there are no high-ranking people above their heads, and the Wulong Clan can walk more freely between heaven and earth.

Zhuang Zhou was different, Zhuang Zhou inevitably showed a sad look on his face.

In the process of Hongjun replacing the past myths and legends, it is inevitable that myths and legends will be intertwined. The heirs of various schools of thought have a part of mythical color, and illusion and reality are intertwined in a certain sense.

The founders of each of the hundreds of schools of thought are mythical, such as Lao Tzu, Zhuang Zi, Mencius, Sun Bin, Lu Bu, Bai Qi, the king of the ages, Xiang Yu...

The unreal and the real are intertwined in a sense.

There are more illusory characters like Dugu Qiubai, the magician Pang Ban, the demon girl Wanwan, Xiao Li Feidao, Baiyun City Lord...etc.

After Hongjun borrowed a fake to seek the truth, these illusory characters were given reality at the same time, manifested in the real world, and left related inheritance, but no one can be sure whether they are real or illusory, the only one who can What is certain is that they have left a strong and colorful stroke in the world. Every character has left an indelible mark on this world. They are all the most legendary characters in this world.

Moreover, most of the characters communicated with Zhuang Zhou, and only shared the same nature with Zhuang Zhou. Of course, Zhuang Zhou got rid of this entanglement between reality and illusion when he became the main god, but other people did not. If no one exerts influence, at this time 90.00% of the characters will be entangled in the real and the unreal and then die completely, only a very small number of people may survive.

Zhuang Zhou has already seen people like Lu Bu Xiang Yu, who have illusory halos rising from their bodies, which greatly affects their power. They have had real identities and origins in the real world, and the impact is not so great , and the bodies of characters like Kong Xuan, the demon clan, are disappearing, looking at the sky in disbelief, and faintly understanding at the last moment of death.

"Is this kind of time what I want to see?"

Obviously Hongjun has disappeared from the world, and the greatest enemy has been defeated, but Zhuang Zhou can't help talking to himself, feeling a faint sense of emptiness in his heart.

Zulong looked indifferent: "I don't know what you are struggling with? But those things are meaningless. What is real is real, and what is illusory is illusory. If it exists, it is real, and if it does not exist, it is illusory."

"Existence is real?"

Zhuang Zhou muttered to himself, feeling a light shining in his heart, but he still couldn't grasp it.

"Isn't it?" Zu Long said firmly, looking at Hongjun who was gradually disappearing, and said solemnly: "Even if Hongjun is indeed a piece of history fabricated by nothingness, when he really appears in this world and is real After doing the corresponding things, the history it is in is real, and even if we have defeated it, it will still not change."

"I see!"

Zhuang Zhou suddenly realized that Zhou Sheng's unceasingly fluctuating blue-green light spots gradually became fixed for a while.

"Existence is reality. Since they already exist, why bother with reality and illusion?"

"Ridiculous!"

Zulong snorted, not knowing what Zhuang Zhou was talking about, but Zhuang Zhou's voice became louder and brighter, and the divine light flowing around him became stronger and stronger.

"Cultivators are always pursuing to go against the sky, why bother with reality and illusion, since you want them to stay, then do it, are you not capable enough? You are enough to do this easily, why bother Be scruples, whether he is real or illusory, I am comfortable looking at it, and I am happy looking at it..."

Although he didn't know what Zhuang Zhou was talking about, the owner of the figure who was also at the level of the main ancestor god clearly knew what Zhuang Zhou was struggling with.

Hearing this passage, Zhuang Zhou's whole body burst into shock, and the constantly vibrating divine power reached its peak, turning into a circle of invisible ripples, centered on him, and gradually spreading to the entire longevity world.

The invisible ripples rushed through the magic cave first, and the trembling bodies of Lu Bu and Zhang Sanfeng trembled at the same time. The violent conflict between reality and illusion did not ease their spirits at the same time, and they escaped the killing of death.

Wu Xing's ripples continued to move forward, and when they passed by Kong Xuan, who had almost completely turned into a mass of scattered light spots, the broken light spots condensed again, and Kong Xuan's voice reappeared, but Kong Xuan's eyes seemed a little At a loss.

"Am I dead?"

Compared with the previous earth-shattering battle at the level of the ancestor gods, this time the changes are silent, and only the most top-notch figures can perceive and feel it.

This invisible change has changed the fate of many people, but no one knows about it, and Zulong above the sky sees all this completely, looking at the fluttering wings around him but has gradually lost his spirituality.

He laughed at himself: "Saints don't die, thieves don't die. You have fulfilled your promise very well."

Zhuang Zhou forcibly suppressed the conflict between reality and illusion in the entire longevity world, or perfectly disintegrated it.

Existence is justified, and all living beings don't need to think about it. The mystery of Zhuang Gong's dream of butterflies.

It's just that no one knows that an existence who has just become an ancestor god is quietly burning.

All the divine power, all the divine powers are maintaining the balance of the Longevity Realm. In a sense, Zhuang Zhou has died, and there is only a butterfly in the world.

On this day when the sky changed, Zhuang Zhou who became the ancestor god who turned the whole battle situation fell silently.

Zulong quietly watched the flying butterfly go away, lost all spirituality and divinity, and the existence with the power of the ancestor god almost really turned into a flying butterfly.

It's just that this butterfly is a little special. The remaining god-level rules and brand marks on her body prevent her from being attacked by most of the world. He is also between illusion and reality, and no one can truly touch it. I can see it, but probably only in my dreams.

He fell into dreamland, and his dream was the whole world.

"does it worth?"

Zulong muttered to himself, as if he was asking himself, and that flying butterfly, but you were destined not to get an answer.

That butterfly just fluttered its wings and blinked away.

Zulong didn't look too much, but turned his eyes to Longdao, to the Red Dragon King and Ji Ning in the Forbidden Sea.

(End of this chapter)