Du Feng looked at the portrait again. There was nothing special about it, so he followed the maidservant inside. Seeing the dazzling array of goods, he immediately became excited.
This was because the goods in this shop were too complete, to the point of being unbelievable. So they had almost everything that you could think of and couldn't think of. Not only were there rune papers, rune pens, and machine parts, but even women's hairpins, powder boxes, and embroidery needles.
The embroidery needles here were not spirit inscription needles, but real embroidery needles. This grocery store was also very strange. Not only did they sell embroidery needles, but they also bought embroidery works. It seemed that the price they offered was not bad.
What was going on? There were actually people doing embroidery in the dignified Gold City, and they even bought embroidery works. Wasn't the God Realm supposed to pursue strength? The stronger one was, the more respect one would receive. If everyone did something like embroidery, then who would fight against the Constellation Army, and who would exterminate the void creatures that invaded from time to time?
Not only that, there was a bigger threat, and that was the plane invaders. Don't think that the God Realm was very stable, and in theory, one could live forever. But there was a prerequisite, and that was that there was no problem with the plane. If there was a problem with this plane, the entire universe would disappear.
According to Du Tulong, Du Feng was the chosen one, and was of great importance to saving this plane. So he was not in the mood to look at embroidery, ink painting, and the like. He was thinking about how to improve his strength.
Wait, Du Feng was walking inside when he suddenly remembered something. The name Yuan Tian was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Where had he seen it before? He had not seen it in the lower realm, nor in the Heavenly realm.
He remembered that he had seen a book in the True Immortal Realm, and the author of that book was Yuan Tian.
He understood now, that Yuan Tian was once a cultivator of the True Immortal Realm, and then ascended to the God Realm. He must have made a name for himself in the God Realm, and his achievements surpassed the members of the original Gods, which was why he was worshipped by human cultivators. Although he did not know what kind of realm the Holy Lord they were talking about was, it was definitely higher than the God Emperor.
Otherwise, the governor of Golden City would not have allowed them to place the portrait here and worship it. Moreover, judging from the mustached man's tone, even his father, Qiu Daozhang, worshipped Yuan Tian. One must know that Qiu Daozhang was even more powerful than the City Lord of Golden City.
"Wait a moment, I'll look at that painting again."
Du Feng had already walked inside when he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at the portrait. There were two people in the painting. One was Yuan Tian, the other was Fang Yin. Yuan Tian drank from the gourd while Fang Yin stood with his sword by his side.
In the past, Du Feng had also seen some paintings made by experts. Generally, the more he looked at it, the more immersed he became, and then he would realize something from it. But how could this painting be very ordinary? It could also be understood as simple. There were no secrets hidden in it.
For some reason, he took out the "Interpretation of the True Immortal Realm" that he had bought in the True Immortal Realm, intending to open it and compare it. If he remembered correctly, there was an illustration by the author, Yuan Tian.
However, just as he took out the book, everything around him suddenly changed. Du Feng found that he was no longer in the grocery store, but in an empty space. There was a large rock, and a skinny young man was sitting there drinking.
That's right, this person was Yuan Tian, the revered Holy Lord.
"Senior!"
Since he saw him, Du Feng naturally could not miss this opportunity, so he took the initiative to greet him. But the strange thing was that Yuan Tian did not seem to see him at all. He continued drinking and chatting with Fang Yin.
Uh … Du Feng felt a little awkward. Perhaps Yuan Tian was unwilling to acknowledge him, so he went to chat with Fang Yin. This Fang Yin was the owner of the grocery store, so he should be easier to talk to. After all, he was a businessman, so it should be easier to communicate with him. Since the grocery store was opened there, this Fang Yin might still be living in the Immortal Realm.
But it was awkward again. Fang Yin also ignored him. It seemed that these two people really could not see him.
That's right, this was originally a painting, and everything in the painting was fake. In other words, the people in the painting could only see each other in the painting, and it was impossible for them to see outsiders.
Du Feng thought of a problem. He should have accidentally entered the painting with a wisp of his Divine Sense, and his body was still in front of the grocery store's screen. So he turned his head and looked back, trying to see if he could see out of the world in the painting.
Oh, it didn't matter if he looked, but he was shocked. Because he saw a person, a person he was very familiar with, and that was himself. At this time, he was standing there, not disappearing from the place, nor did he have any symptoms of coma.
He was staring curiously at the painting on the screen, and did not seem to know what happened.
What's going on, didn't my consciousness already enter the world in the painting? Why am I still in the same place? Could it be that I have two consciousnesses?
But that's not right. Du Feng thought about it again. Although he had been reborn once, his memory was preserved. The soul of the Seventh Prince had been destroyed, leaving only some remnant memories. Why was his own God Emperor at this time, not affected at all? Who was controlling that body? Was it Du Tulong?
This was the first time that Du Feng had such a big question about Du Tulong.
Because Du Tulong had great ability, he could have occupied Du Feng's body long ago, but he had never done so. Until this time, when Du Feng's Divine Sense entered the world in the painting and looked out from the world in the painting, he found a lot of different things.
Not only did he see that his body was different, but he also saw that the body of the maid next to him was different. That's right, the maid was actually not a human cultivator, nor was she from the Primitive God Race, but a mechanical puppet. A humanoid mechanical puppet, almost no different from a human.
Every frown and every smile had the charm of a human woman, and was even more beautiful than most girls, making people feel love and care for her. Most likely, many men who came to this grocery store would like the maids here. But how could they have known that those beautiful maids were actually ice-cold mechanical puppets?
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