The place where Hongjun lives is really not very good. The simple facilities cannot be simpler. The back hall of Zixiao Palace is probably not even forty or fifty square meters. A coffee table, a desk, two or three cushions, and behind him a huge Taoist character written by Hongjun, constantly emitting a mysterious light.

There is not even a bed in this place. Not to mention Chen Yuyang's Qingyang Temple, I guess it is not even as good as those immortal palaces with great supernatural powers. No wonder Hongjun seems extremely bored to stay in this boring world of the prehistoric world. He can't enjoy it or make fun of himself, so life is naturally boring.

Chen Yuyang had to live in this kind of place alone, and lived there for tens of thousands of years. I guess he could go crazy. That was why he made such an sigh. Some were worthless for Hongjun, some were mourning for Hongjun, and some were indescribable sympathy. His eyes looked at Hongjun became a little empty.

Hongjun laughed and said, "Do you think I'm boring?"

"Indeed!" Chen Yuyang blinked the corner of his mouth.

Hongjun laughed again and said, "Everyone has the meaning and concept of his existence. My existence is just to make up for the shortcomings of the way of heaven and educate sentient beings. Apart from that, there is no meaning. I am not like you. From the human world, I am used to prosperity and luxury, so I feel that this is already good!"

Chen Yuyang was shocked and said, "Do you know me?" Although he had already concluded that Hongjun must have known him, when he heard Hongjun telling his birth so simply, he was still a little surprised, confused, and unspeakable in this chaotic prehistoric time and space.

"Child, don't get angry, sit down and have a cup of tea! The endless years of the vast world do not care about this starry time!" As he said that, Hongjun stroked his beard and waved his hand. A pot of fragrant tea had appeared on the tea table. Chen Yuyang and Hongjun sat opposite each other.

Hongjun sat upright on the cushion, constantly tasting the fragrant tea, looking at Chen Yuyang's indescribable joy. Putting down the teacup, Hongjun laughed and said, "Child, relax! I can tell you some things when you relax, otherwise I will be afraid that you will demolish my hut!"

Chen Yuyang sneered and said, "This small and broken house, just demolish it! Will you care?"

Hongjun turned his eyebrows and said seriously: "Child, don't look at his smallness. In fact, the bigger his heart is, the bigger the world is. In my world, this small house is the whole world. If you tear it down, then the old Taoist will feel very distressed. Old people are passionate and will always be a little nostalgic!"

Hongjun's words were not like a joke, as if to be honest. Chen Yuyang had no choice but to sigh and tried his best to relax and said: "Some things you have to tell me, why did I come here? What do you want me to do in this chaotic prehistoric time and space?"

"The chaotic prehistoric time and space?" Hongjun laughed and said, "Do you think so?"

"Isn't it?" Chen Yuyang was excited and stood up, saying fiercely, as if he was about to turn against Hongjun. Hongjun immediately waved his hand and said, "Sit down, sit down, young man, don't be so angry, okay? Listen quietly to me, I'll tell you everything!"

Chen Yuyang sighed again, then sat down, looked at Hongjun and said, "You can say it!"

Hongjun nodded and said meaningfully: "Child, in fact, this is not a chaotic world." After hearing Hongjun say this, Chen Yuyang almost stood up excitedly again. Fortunately, Hongjun immediately said: "Yes, according to your time in the human world, this place is four million years earlier than the world you should be in. But it is not like this."

"What does that look like?" Chen Yuyang said angrily.

"After the Battle of the Gods, the old Taoist divided the earth and the prehistoric world and set the time ratio. Unfortunately, something happened again in the prehistoric world after that." Hongjun said with a bitter smile: "Or that such things are happening in the prehistoric world in every era, and it cannot be stopped!"

"Variables?" Chen Yuyang said coldly.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "It's not a variable, it's a fixed number in the way of heaven!" Chen Yuyang said inexplicably, "What does that mean? What does the prehistoric world in every era mean?"

Hongjun said: "You should understand the principle of prosperity and decline! Every era and every dynasty cannot continue to be powerful. This is a natural law and a law of heaven. This is the case in the human world, so humans in the human world, or in other words, the human world in your era has become the third era of human beings!"

"The Third Era?" Chen Yuyang was stunned.

"Yes, that was the third era, when human beings were extinct, rebirth, extinction, rebirth. This is the law of nature, this is the world of humanity, and the prehistoric world. So in the prehistoric world after the Battle of the Gods, the old Taoist sat down and these disciples were too powerful. The saint war occurred in times. Later, later, one time, the evil devil of Yuanshi finally used the world-destroying millstone. The old Taoist had no choice but to watch the prehistoric world being destroyed by them in this way!"

Hongjun drank a cup of tea, regardless of Chen Yuyang's shock, and then said, "The prehistoric world where you are now is already in the third era. In your previous life, the prehistoric world where the Tenth Prince of Jin Crow was in the second era, so you will feel that the time in the prehistoric world is in the confusion, but in fact he is not confusing!"

Chen Yuyang was surprised, completely surprised. According to the old Taoist words of Hongjun, he was in the third version of the prehistoric world, not the second version of the prehistoric world. The prehistoric world returned to chaos, the heaven and earth merged, and then Pangu was born again in chaos, and the sky was opened up again. This logic worked according to the truth, but when Chen Yuyang looked at the Hongjun in front of him, he couldn't understand it.

Hongjun seemed to see Chen Yuyang's doubts and said, "There is now a heaven behind Hongjun, and Hongjun is a thousand years earlier than Tian. In fact, this is not a legend, but a real thing. Heaven and earth return to chaos, and those evil disciples died in that battle, but only Hongjun will not die in the entire prehistoric land. The old Taoist has existed since the first prehistoric era. Heaven and earth return to chaos. The old Taoist was just beaten back to its original form, waiting for the prehistoric era to open in the second era, and then practice again, but the memory is still there, and the realm is still there. But the magic power has been destroyed, and the old Taoist has been in the prehistoric era for three epochs!"

"You are such a bug!" Chen Yuyang was silent for a long time before he said fiercely.hf();
Chapter completed!