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 suspicious.

But Hongjun's words made him completely fall into deep thought.

"The old Taoist thinks that in this prehistoric world, you should have discovered it too. The so-called Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor does not exist at all. Some are just a Qing emperor. Don't you understand? Or, what are you still doubting?"

Wei Ziqing was silent.

No?

turn out to be……

Is the so-called Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor just himself?

Then why...

What memories will appear in your own memory?

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

But why?

If this is really me, then why would the death of the Holy Emperor of Hongmeng Qinglian in my memory?

What's going on?

Where did you come from?

Battle of the Seven Saints!

Hongjun takes action!

I fell on the ancient battlefield!

Why does all this become so complicated?

If you don't understand, he doesn't understand either!

Wei Ziqing has never been so messy. His memories and thoughts have become a mess. Even if he has reached the level of a quasi-saint, even he cannot explain such things.

It's like...

Everything is in a vicious circle!

He shouldn't be here, because the one here is Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor!

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

"It's messy, it's all messy!"

Wei Ziqing murmured, he was still confused.

"Is it messy?"

Hongjun smiled slightly: "What is messy is not something else, but your heart. Calm down. When you calm down, all this will be found that all this is not messy!"

Wei Ziqing looked up at Hongjun.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Time passes by minute by minute.

One year.

Two years

ten years!

Even a hundred years!

He finally opened his eyes.

Once opened, the confusion in his eyes had disappeared.

"It seems that you understand!"

Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing and spoke.

Wei Ziqing nodded: "Yes, I understand. It's not the heart, but the self. Everything seems so complicated, but in fact, it's just the primitive thing that all return to!"

His eyes penetrated the temple, as if he could completely hold the entire temple in his eyes: "The so-called Hongmeng Green Lotus Holy Emperor is actually just me. All the stories are born by me. It is just a story I wrote myself!"

"good!"

Hongjun laughed: "Fellow Taoist, you finally realized it!"

"Thank you fellow Taoist..."

Wei Ziqing thanked.

He is really thanking Hongjun.

If it weren't for him, he might never have understood what role he was playing in this prehistoric world!

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

How to do it?

Wei Ziqing was slightly lost.

But soon, calm returned to the point: "It's the end of the matter anyway. Hasn't it been a foregone conclusion?"

Hongjun nodded.

"So, fellow Taoist still has to go on which path?"

"There is no way, this is inevitable!"

Wei Ziqing nodded; "So, at that time, fellow Taoist will need to have a play with this emperor!"

"good!"

Hongjun nodded; "The ancient battlefield in this world is about to open for 100,000 years. At that time, I still need to feel wronged with fellow Taoists..."

"There is nothing wrong or wronged. For them, I am willing to do all this. What's more, this emperor just ends here, which does not mean that everything is really over!"

"It's you, fellow Taoist Hongjun, where will you go after the ancient battlefield? Take it seriously, will you be able to transform into the way of heaven?"

Wei Ziqing is puzzled!

In my memory, this conversation was still very clear.

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

Hongjun fell silent.

He looked at Wei Ziqing.

Asked for a long time, "What is your suggestion?"

"It is easy to merge the Tao, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Dragon is four nine, as long as you are willing to complete the escape, the Great Dao is easy to merge..."

"But you don't support it, right?"

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

Hongjun was still silent.

No answer.

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

Wei Ziqing was stunned.

He really never thought of this problem.

Hongjun shook his head with a wry smile: "It was specially left by the great god Pangu!"

"Why?"

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

He understands!

"He has seen it long ago, right? He has seen it whether it is the invasion of the universe or the lack of avenue, right?"

Hongjun nodded.

"This is my luck! Incarnate in the way of heaven, protect the ninth universe, and protect all living things! Therefore, I have to embark on this path. As long as the way of heaven is not destroyed, the ninth universe will not be destroyed. However, the limitation is only so. At that time, I will definitely not take action, otherwise it will cause the invasion of the external heavenly path. This is the rule..."

"But, isn't this a fellow Taoist? You are the incarnation of Hongmeng's green lotus, and it was also transformed by the mind of the true god Hongmeng that was nurtured by Pangu. The so-called escape from it is not just about the fellow Taoist..."

Speaking of this, Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing.

He sighed, "It depends on fellow Taoists!"

Wei Ziqing was silent.
To be continued...