However, Chen Hao had a vague feeling that things were not that simple.
If the paper people are only very good at divination and fortune-telling, then why can't they leave the paper road, not see the natural world, and not be stained by the dust of the natural world?
This is also a mystery.
Regarding this issue, Chen Hao also asked many paper editors circumstantially.
The paper cultivators replied that they were other dimensions, just like there are other worlds in the world of cultivation, or some places form a world of their own.
Nothing surprising.
The paper road, which is only a dozen meters wide, is the whole world to them.
However, as we progressed, the Zhiguan Road became more and more spacious, from more than ten meters wide to tens of meters, hundreds of meters, and thousands of meters... When we finally saw the capital of the Great Zhi Dynasty, the official road had become as wide as the capital.
The city wall is as wide as thousands of miles.
Chen Hao calculated the distance from where he came from to the capital of the Dazhi Dynasty.
A total of eight thousand five hundred and forty-six miles.
It seems that the previous posters were right.
But he was riding a paper horse, chatting and walking with the paper repairmen, and it felt like a meal at most.
This is really the way to walk like in a TV show.
The screen editing is done in one go.
As for the natural environment on both sides of the official road, Chen Hao did not ignore it, but observed it along the way. However, despite the distance of nearly ten thousand miles, the natural environment remained the same without any changes.
The capital of the Dazhi Dynasty was grand and vast. Although it stood on the plain, the city wall was 10,000 meters high and thousands of meters thick, like a mountain rising from the flat ground.
Surrounding the city wall is a turbulent moat.
Chen Hao was surprised to find that the moat was actually real water, not water made of paper.
Aren’t paper figures most afraid of water and fire, seeing them as disasters?
In this regard, Zhi Fangming explained that the power of disaster can also be used to become a weapon to protect the capital of the Da Zhi Dynasty, just like Chen Hao can use the power of disaster with his body.
There was deep envy in his words.
Above the moat is a huge suspension bridge.
Suspension bridges are generally not open to the public.
Because Paper Man has only one capital and no other towns or villages, people do not circulate, and there is no shortage of food materials and minerals in the capital, so there is no need for trade or labor to go out for farming and mining.
However, the suspension bridge will also be open at different times.
The common people of paper figures are tired of staying in the capital all year round, and occasionally go out of the city to enjoy the scenery on the official road.
Although there is no scenery on the official road except the road.
As for the monks in the paper figures, they don’t need to walk on the suspension bridge, they just fly around.
Although Chen Hao can also fly, after all, there are mortal soldiers and horses from the Dazhi Dynasty coming, and they need to pass through the suspension bridge.
A group of people walked across the suspension bridge.
Chen Hao discovered that the suspension bridge was also made of paper. Because it was too light, it was blown left and right by the strong wind in the air above the moat.
It doesn't matter to practitioners. If ordinary mortals can't hold on to the railing, they will be easily shaken out.
If the paper man falls into the moat, he will not fall to death or drown, but he will soon be soaked by the water and vomit to death, and he will die horribly.
The person responsible for guarding the gate of the capital was also a monk. When he saw Zhi Fangming and others, he quickly bowed respectfully and opened the door to let them through.
Their eyes were secretly looking at Chen Hao.
After all, Chen Hao's physical features are particularly conspicuous among the paper figures.
Fortunately, Chen Hao was also someone who had seen big scenes, so he didn't look uncomfortable.
"Do you think of me as a special paper figurine...or a different kind?"
While walking, Chen Hao asked Zhi Fangming.
"paper man?"
Zhi Fangming said in surprise.
Chen Haodao: "What I mean is that you regard me as a special one among the same kind, or do you think of me as an alien, like a monster?"
Zhi Fangming mused: "Of course you are the same kind, but you are indeed special and different from us.
I don’t know how to describe you, you look very delicate, as delicate as a work of art in a portrait, you don’t look like real people like us, that’s about it.”
Chen Hao smiled and said: "It seems that I am the most handsome guy among you. No wonder Miss Zhi Huaihua wants to marry me."
Zhi Fangming said calmly: "For monks, what they cultivate is the great road. Appearance is just skin and not important. Although you are special, in our eyes, you are no different from others. If you have this idea, you are falling behind."
It’s a good ride.”
Chen Hao was not angry, and nodded: "That's a good thing to say, but to be blunt, do you have the right path?"
Zhi Fangming's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Chen Haodao: "Literally, you should have Mahayana monks."
Zhi Fang said clearly: "Of course."
Chen Hao said: "Can you ascend?"
Zhi Fangming stopped talking, and his face looked terrifyingly gloomy.
Chen Hao smiled and said: "I think this is the reason why your emperor wants to find me, especially me alive."
Zhi Fangming remained silent for a long time and said: "Actually, what I heard from you during this journey is that you don't admit that you are the same as us."
Chen Haodao: "Of course, I don't know what I look like in your eyes, but to be honest, don't be angry. In my opinion, you are just paper figures that were made."
Zhi Fang said clearly: "Paper man?"
Chen Hao said: "Yes, it's made of paper, just like this."
He took out a piece of white paper and made a little paper man out of it.
Zhi Fangming looked at the little paper man with a look of struggle on his face: "But we are obviously people, not paper, this is different..." Chen Hao said: "Then have you ever thought about why you are afraid of disasters?
That is, water and fire, isn’t this the characteristic of paper?”
As he spoke, a ball of flame came out of Chen Hao's hand, instantly burning half of the paper figurine, and then a stream of water came out, soaking the paper figurine into a ball.
Zhi Fangming looked extremely ugly, shook his head and said, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."
Chen Hao said no more.
The truth sometimes hurts.
The group of people passed through the city cave and walked into the royal capital.
I saw a prosperous scene inside, with skyscrapers lined up in rows, and the streets were busy with traffic and people coming and going, making it very lively.
On both sides of the road, there are restaurants, shops, teahouses, markets, alleys, gardens, arch bridges... There are also performers, stalls, jugglers, storytellers, strollers... everything that a prosperous city should have, a dynasty capital.
Everything you need.
Swish, swish... In the sky, from time to time, there would be monks stepping on flying swords or flying in the air, passing by, causing groups of children to laugh and chase them below.
A scene of prosperity.
It's just that everything is made of paper.
Paper figures, paper buildings, paper food, paper things... Chen Hao noticed that although the royal capital was bustling with people coming and going, it was as spotless as the official roads.
He didn't see any dust, anything dirty.
Nothing, not a trace.
Even the soles of passers-by's feet are clean.
Chen Hao suddenly felt strangely familiar with this feeling.
It's like going back to childhood and watching the story of the puppet cartoon Avanti.