My room has an arbitrary door

Chapter 1347; Start, or end?

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

but……

Soon, Wei Ziqing's expression changed.

"You mean to say..."

He was still a little skeptical.

But Hongjun's words made him fall into deep thought,

"The old Taoist thought, it's been hundreds of years in this prehistoric age, and you should have discovered that the so-called Primordial Qinglian Saint Emperor didn't exist at all, and there was only a Qingdi, don't you understand? Or, you What are you still doubting?"

Wei Ziqing was silent.

There's none?
original……

Is the so-called Primordial Qinglian Saint Emperor just me?

Then why...

In my own memory, will there be more memories?
Could it be that these memories are only for myself?
But why?
If this was really me, then why would there be the fall of the Primordial Emperor Qinglian in my memory?
What the hell is going on?

Where did he come from?

Battle of the Seven Saints!

Hongjun shot!

I fell on the ancient battlefield!
All of this, why has it become so complicated?

I don't understand, he doesn't understand anything!

Wei Ziqing had never been so messed up before. His memory and thoughts had become a mess. Even if he had reached the quasi-sage realm, even he couldn't explain this kind of thing.

just like……

Everything is caught in an endless loop!
He shouldn't be here, because here is the Primordial Qinglian Sage Emperor!
He should be here again, because he is the Primordial Qinglian Saint Emperor!

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

Wei Ziqing murmured, he was still confused.

"Is it a mess?"

Hongjun smiled slightly: "It's nothing else that is chaotic, but your heart, calm down, when you calm down, all of this, you will find that all of this is actually not chaotic!"

Wei Ziqing looked up at Hongjun.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Time, one minute and one second passed.

One year.

Two years
ten years!

Even a hundred years!
He finally opened his eyes.

After opening it once, the confusion in his eyes has disappeared.

"It seems that you understand!"

Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing and said.

Wei Ziqing nodded: "Yes, I understand. It's not the heart that's in trouble, it's the ego. Everything looks so complicated, but in fact, it's just going back to the original!"

His eyes penetrated the ashram, as if he could take the entire ashram into view completely: "The so-called Primordial Qinglian Saint Emperor is actually just me. All the stories were born by me. It is just written by me myself It's just a story!"

"good!"

Hongjun laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you finally realized it!"

"Thank you fellow daoist..."

Wei Ziqing thanked him.

He was really thanking Hongjun.

If it weren't for him, he might never understand what kind of role he is playing in this prehistoric world!
"Fellow Daoist, what do you want to do next?"

how to do it

Wei Ziqing was slightly absent-minded.

But soon, calmness was restored: "However it started, it will end. Isn't the matter already a foregone conclusion?"

Hongjun nodded.

"So, fellow daoist, are you still going to go that way?"

"There is no way, this is inevitable!"

Wei Ziqing nodded; "So, when the time comes, you will need to play a show with the Emperor!"

"good!"

Hongjun nodded; "The ancient battlefield in this world will be opened in 10 years, and by that time, I need to wrong my fellow Taoist..."

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

"If it's you, Fellow Daoist Hongjun, where will you go after the ancient battlefield? Seriously, is it possible to become the Dao of 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 the time!

Hongjun fell silent.

He looked at Wei Ziqing.

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

"It's easy to join the Tao, the Dao is fifty, and the Tianyan is four or nine, as long as you are willing to make up for one of the escapes, it's easy to join the Tao..."

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

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

Hongjun remained silent.

no answer.

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

Wei Ziqing was stunned.

He really hadn't thought about this question.

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

"why?"

But as soon as the words came out, he shut up.

He got it!
"Has he already seen it? Whether it is the invasion of the outer universe or the missing avenue, he has already seen it, right?"

Hongjun nodded.

"This is my luck! Incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, guarding the Ninth Universe, and preserving all living beings! Therefore, I have to take this path. As long as the Dao of Heaven is not destroyed, the Ninth Universe will not be destroyed. However, the limitation is only In this way, I must not make a move at that time, otherwise it will cause the invasion of the heavens from the outer domain, this is the rule..."

"However, don't you have a fellow daoist? You are the incarnation of Hongmeng Qinglian, and you were also transformed by the heart that gave birth to Pangu's true god, Hongmeng. The so-called escape from one of them is not on the fellow daoist..."

Having said that, Hongjun looked at Wei Ziqing.

Sighed; "Everything depends on fellow daoists!"

Wei Ziqing was silent.

Looking at Hongjun.

Finally, he stood up and bowed deeply; "Perhaps this emperor is not qualified to represent the common people, but this emperor still wants to thank fellow daoists... The peace of tens of thousands of epochs in the future depends entirely on fellow daoists!"

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

Wei Ziqing opened his mouth, and finally fell silent.

Luck?
What is luck?

Everything is just in Hongjun's thought!
In the future, some people will think that they are for this common people...

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

And myself, just for my woman and family!

The two stopped talking...

After a long time, Wei Ziqing said, "All the plans still need the cooperation of Fellow Daoist Hongjun... Please also hope that Fellow Daoist Hongjun can hide this matter after he becomes the Dao of Heaven..."

"The old man understands!"

"So……"

"Everything depends on Daoist friends!"

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 hurried up and knelt down: "Master!"

"How many years have you been with me?"

"It's been 3 years!"

"3 million years?"

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

Haotian was stunned.

I don't know why the Taoist would go out to practice by himself at this time.
However, he nodded quickly: "I would like to obey the Taoist decree!"

What Haotian didn't know was that with the opening of his experience, the events that had been secretly planned for tens of thousands of epochs were slowly lifted!
(End of this chapter)