"Now I can tell you, how do you know that the immortal world sends people to the earth? Apart from this, what else do you know."

There was no one around, only the sound of sea water lapping against the rocks.

"I can't explain this at the moment, and I don't know exactly what happened. My ancestor told me."

Ye Hongyi looked embarrassed, not because she didn't want to speak, but because she couldn't explain clearly.

"Is the ancestor you are talking about the Great God Panwu?"

Liu Wuxie frowned and asked Ye Hongyi again.

"yes!"

Ye Hongyi nodded.

"How is this possible? Didn't Great God Panwu fall?"

Liu Wuxie was even more confused. Great God Panwu had already fallen after the First World War. Is he still alive in this world?

"That's just an outside legend. The ancestors just went to another place."

Ye Hongyi smiled bitterly.

"Where have you gone?"

Liu Wuxie asked eagerly.

He is a majestic Immortal Emperor, and it stands to reason that there are very few things in the world that he doesn't know about.

A lot of things have happened in the Xianluo Realm in the past few years, and even he can't explain them clearly.

"I left in Tianshu. Where I went, I don't know."

Ye Hongyi shook his head again.

Back then, there were many elders in the Panwu family who worked in the Fengshen Pavilion, and Great God Panwu was one of them.

"Since the Great God Panwu is not in the fairy world, how did your ancestor deliver the message to you?"

Liu Wuxie continued to ask, which was obviously contradictory.

"Burial in the Sky Coffin!"

Ye Hongyi pointed to the sky burial coffin.

When sneaking into the mortal world, Ye Hongyi didn't know who Liu Wuxie was.

Later, I went to Yongling Mountain and found the burial coffin left by my ancestors. After years of communication, I finally got in touch with the burial coffin.

With the help of Liu Wuxie, Ye Hongyi successfully collected the burial coffin.

The Heavenly Burial Coffin is the celestial weapon of God Panwu, and many of God Panwu's thoughts are imprinted in it.

It was these thoughts that made Ye Hongyi make the decision to let Jiao Ba stay in the mortal world to assist Liu Wuxie.

"Tell me about the origin of Fengshen Pavilion?"

Liu Wuxie nodded, Ye Hongyi's statement made sense.

For example, the Earth-Binding Lock he collected before had Yu Huang's thoughts left in it, asking him to return the Earth-Binding Lock to the Spirit Clan.

Ye Hongyi should have encountered the same thing when she obtained the Sky Burial Coffin.

"An ancient force, in addition to ruling the fairy world, the Fengshen Pavilion also exists in other planes."

Ye Hongyi's next words once again subverted Liu Wuxie's understanding.

Three hundred thousand years ago, the Fengshen Pavilion not only ruled the immortal world, but also established the Fengshen Pavilion in other planes.

"How much do you know about Shinto?"

Liu Wuxie calmed down her inner shock and continued to ask Ye Hongyi.

"The Shinto is illusory, and I don't know much about it for now, but I can tell you that the Year of the Era is coming, and the world will usher in great changes."

Ye Hongyi told everything she knew.

"What is the Year of the Era?"

Liu Wuxie asked again.

Although he is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, much of his knowledge in his previous life was imparted by heavenly beings.

When it comes to alchemy, weapon refining, cultivation, formations, and talismans, not many people in the world can surpass him.

Master Tiandao had never mentioned these ancient secrets to him.

"Thousands are years, ten thousand are yuan, and hundreds of millions of years are epochs. The fairy world is about to usher in the ninth epoch."

Ye Hongyi once again dropped a bombshell message.

Liu Wuxie had known about the Year of the Era for a long time, but she did not expect that she would be lucky enough to experience the Year of the Era.

One epoch is counted as one hundred million years. How many monks can live for more than one million years?

For monks, hundreds of millions of years are too far away, even out of reach.

And the fairy world!

It has gone through nine epochs.

In other words, the lifespan of the immortal world is approaching 900 million years.

Even if Xiao Wenfa has lived for more than 300,000 years, he is not even a child compared to the fairy world.

"What will happen in the Year of the Era."

Liu Wuxie took a deep breath and continued to ask Ye Hongyi.

These ancient families should have collected some information about the Year of the Era.

"I can't tell. Whether it's a thousand years, ten thousand years, or an era, there will be turmoil in the fairy world. It's been too long. I only know so much."

Ye Hongyi shook her head. These questions have also troubled her for a long time.

"Then do you know about the Four Realms of Refining Gods?" Liu Wuxie did not dwell on this topic and asked the next question.


Chapter completed!