Wei Ziqing didn't know what Hongjun was talking about at first.

But......

Soon, Wei Ziqing's face changed.

"You mean ......"

He was still a little skeptical.

But Hongjun's words made him completely fall into contemplation.

"Lao Dao thinks, in this flood is hundreds of years, you should have also discovered it, the so-called Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor does not exist, some, just a Qingdi, don't you understand? Or rather, what are you still suspicious? ”

Wei Ziqing was silent.

Didn't you?

Originally......

The so-called Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor, is it just himself?

So why......

In your own memory, what memories will you have?

Could it be that these memories are just given to me?

But why?

If this is really himself, then why is there the fall of the Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor in his memory?

What the hell is going on here?

Yourself, where do you come from?

Battle of the Seven Saints!

Hongjun shot!

Fall on the ancient battlefield yourself!

Why is all this so complicated?

I don't understand, he doesn't understand all of them!

Wei Ziqing has never been so messy, his memory, his thoughts, have become a mess, even if he has reached the realm of quasi-saints, but this kind of thing, even he can't explain it.

It's like......

Everything is stuck in an endless loop!

He shouldn't be here, because it's the Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor here!

He should be here again, because he is the Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor!

"It's messed up, it's all messed up!"

Wei Ziqing muttered, he was still confused.

"Messy?"

Hongjun smiled slightly: "It's not anything else that's messy, it's your heart, calm down, when you calm down, all this, you will find that all this is actually not messy!" ”

Wei Ziqing looked up at Hongjun.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Time passes by minute by minute.

year.

Two years

Decade!

Or even a hundred years!

He finally opened his eyes.

At one opening, the confusion in his gaze was gone.

"Seemingly, you get it!"

Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing and said.

Wei Ziqing nodded: "Yes, I understand, it's not the heart that is messy, it's the self, everything seems so complicated, in fact, it's just back to the primitive!" ”

His gaze penetrated the dojo, as if he could completely catch the entire dojo: "The so-called Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor, in fact, is just me, all the stories were born by me, it is just a story written by me personally!"

"Good!"

Hongjun laughed: "Fellow Daoist, you have finally realized!" ”

"Thank you, ...... Daoyou"

Wei Ziqing thanked.

He was really thanking Hongjun.

If it weren't for him, he might never have understood what role he was playing in the midst of this desolation!

"That fellow Daoist, what do you want to do next?"

How?

Wei Ziqing was slightly distracted.

But soon, calm was restored: "How to start, how to end, isn't it a foregone conclusion?" ”

Hongjun nodded.

"So, which way is the Daoist still going to go?"

"There is no way, it is inevitable!"

Wei Ziqing nodded; "So, when the time comes, you still need to play a scene with Bendi!"

"Good!"

Hongjun nodded; "There are still 100,000 years before the ancient battlefield of this realm will be opened, and when the time comes, you still need to grieve your fellow Daoists......

"There is nothing wronged or wronged, for them, all this, I am willing, not to mention, Bendi is just ending here, it does not mean that everything is really over!"

"It's you, Hongjun Daoyou, where will you go after the ancient battlefield? Really, can't you incarnate into heaven?"

Wei Ziqing was puzzled!

In my memory, this conversation is still very clear.

But he didn't know Hongjun's future whereabouts, because he didn't know much about himself at that time!

Hongjun fell silent.

He looked at Wei Ziqing.

He asked for a long time; "What do you recommend?"

"It's easy to merge the way, the avenue is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine, as long as you are willing to make up for the one that escapes, the way is easy to merge......"

"But you're not supporting, are you?"

Wei Ziqing nodded: "Our limitations should not be only in this universe, but in a higher place, even the so-called master!" ”

Hongjun was still silent.

There was no answer.

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Wei Ziqing: "Fellow Daoist, do you know why I was left alone with the three thousand demon gods of Hongmeng back then?" ”

Wei Ziqing paused.

He really hadn't thought of this question.

Hongjun shook his head with a wry smile: "It was specially left by the Pangu Great God!" ”

"Why?"

But as soon as he said this, he shut up.

He got it!

"He's already seen it, hasn't he? Whether it's the invasion of the outer universe or the missing avenue, he's already seen it, right? ”

Hongjun nodded.

"That's my luck! Incarnate the Heavenly Dao, protect the Ninth Universe, and protect all things! Therefore, I have to embark on this path, as long as the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, the Ninth Universe will not be destroyed, however, the limitation is only like this, I must not be able to make a move at that time, otherwise it will cause the invasion of the Heavenly Dao of the Outer Regions, this is the rule......"

"However, isn't this a Taoist friend? You are the incarnation of Hongmeng Qinglian, and you are also the embodiment of the heart that gave birth to the true god of Pangu Hongmeng, and the so-called escape is not in the Taoist friend......"

Speaking of which, Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing.

sighed; "Everything depends on Daoyou!"

Wei Ziqing was silent.

Look at Hongjun.

At last, he stood up and bent down deeply; "Maybe this emperor is not qualified to represent the common people, but this emperor still has to thank Daoyou...... The peace of tens of thousands of epochs in the future depends on Taoist friends! ”

Hongjun shook his head: "It's just luck!" ”

Wei Ziqing opened his mouth, and finally fell silent.

Shipments?

What is Fortune?

It's all just a thought!

In the future, some people will think that they are for this common people......

But as everyone knows, it is not himself who is born for the sake of the common people, but Hongjun.

And yourself, just for your own woman and family!

The two stopped talking......

After a long time, Wei Ziqing spoke: "All the plans still need the cooperation of Hongjun Daoyou...... Please also hope that after Hongjun Daoyou incarnates into the Heavenly Dao, he can hide this matter......"

"Lao Dao understands!"

"So ......"

"Everything depends on Daoyou!"

Wei Ziqing left.

Before leaving, he glanced at Haotian......

"You, do it yourself!"

Haotian was a little puzzled......

It was also at this time that Hongjun's voice came: "Haotian ......"

Haotian hurriedly walked up and knelt down: "Dao Master!" ”

"How many years have you been with me?"

"It's been 30,000 years!"

"Thirty thousand years?"

Hongjun muttered: "Then, it's time to go out and practice......"

Haotian paused.

I don't know why the Taoist Master would go out to practice by himself at this time.

However, he still nodded hurriedly: "Obey the decree of the Dao Ancestor!" ”

What Haotian didn't know was that with the opening of his experience, the events that had been secretly plotting for tens of thousands of epochs slowly unveiled!

(End of chapter)