"The red dust refines the heart."

"rational."

Hua Wujue agreed with this idea.

Meng Xiaoying had a puzzled look on her face, and then she pondered for a moment:

"So, what are we going to do?"

The Black and White Impermanence smiled at each other, and then shouted passionately: "Wherever your heart desires...is your direction!"

Meng Xiaoying quickly covered their mouths: "Hold it, hold it for me!"

This scene made passers-by look sideways frequently.

Even though Meng Xiaoying didn't care much about this matter, she still felt a sense of shame and embarrassment.

It's like a psychopath wandering the streets.

And you're still with this psychopath...

The flowers are unaware and smile without saying a word.

Red dust refines the heart...

Over the past five thousand years, he has witnessed countless joys and sorrows of the world.

The real world is never manipulated deliberately.

Joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, happen every day.

He had already thought of it in his mind, but he couldn't tell it.

If all goes well, one year is enough.

Hua Wujue's eyes were deep, as if he could see through the void and time, and no one knew what he was looking at.

But somewhere in the long river of time, an old man stroked his beard with a smile, chuckled, and swung his rod, but the smile froze on his face, and the fishing rod broke...

The little kid next to him covered his mouth and widened his eyes, seeming to be extremely shocked.

"Master Hongjun, the fishing rod is broken!"

The white-haired old man was a little embarrassed and seemed a little speechless. He looked at the half-finished fishing rod in his hand and finally put it where it was. He seemed to be talking to himself or complaining:

"Do you have something to say nicely... Why did you break my fishing rod?"

"Alas, last time it was the boy named Xu, this time it's the boy named Hua, what sin have I committed... I have to stop fishing!"

The white-haired old man shook his head, then finally stood up from the long river of time where he had been sitting for a long time, and smiled softly.

"Ye, let's go, it's time for us to go take a look."

…

Shaoyang city.

Under a wall.

"Bai Wuchang and I can learn how to cook and make delicious meals for the Emperor in the future!"

Hei Wuchang patted his chest and said with a smile.

Bai Wuchang also volunteered: "Emperor only needs three days, and we will definitely become the heavenly chefs of the underworld!"

Hua Wujue laughed dumbly.

Why would the underworld need a chef? I've never heard of such a thing.

But he did not dampen their enthusiasm.

The world of mortals refines one's heart, and after a while of consideration, the family finally decides to integrate into the ordinary daily life.

In this way, you can better feel the emotions of ordinary people.

Black and White Impermanence naturally chose the profession of cooking.

As for the reason, it seems to be some kind of flattery, or perhaps to satisfy one's own greed.

Meng Xiaoying was a little dissatisfied: "Hey, you guys are too stupid, you chose the profession of chef, you don't need to put in any effort, you can just copy it, isn't this obviously slacking off?"

Bai Wuchang immediately smiled and said, "Xiaoying, you can't say that. Cooking is also something that deserves our attention. We can cook well if we put our heart into it, which shows that we have good talents."

Hei Wuchang also showed a smiling face: "Yes, Xiaoying, if you want, you can also be a chef."

The Black and White Impermanence were certain that Meng Xiaoying could not do it.

Because Meng Xiaoying's motor ability is very poor.

Not to mention the little things that happened along the way, the little shabby temple where she had lived for so many years was so dilapidated that she couldn't even do a little repair on it and could only cover it with thatch.

Meng Xiaoying blushed and snorted.

"I won't be a chef like you. If I want to be someone, I'll be a heroine!"

Meng Xiaoying said with heroic spirit.

Hei Wuchang: "Sister Meng is angry!"

Bai Wuchang: "Sister Meng is awesome!"

Hua Wujue suddenly realized something.

These terms don't seem to be used in this era.

And I don't seem to have seen anything similar in my memory.

Hua Wujue asked, "Where did you learn this from?"

Black and White Impermanence turned his head, stunned for a moment, then touched his head and said, "This one... To be honest, we don't know when it became popular."

"I just know that these words suddenly became popular in the underworld one day."

"It seems that I heard that the idiom of a certain powerful person in the heaven was learned by everyone."

"Because it feels easy to understand, and there is an inexplicable sense of smoothness."

The Black and White Impermanence looked on in agreement.

Because they really feel that these gimmicks are very useful.

It is easy to understand and remember very smoothly.

However, Hua Wujue frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

These words all originated from the Blue Planet and only came out in later times.

That was a thing of his time.

The World Tree has not turned into a blue planet yet, so how could such words come out?

unless…

Xu Changliang's face suddenly flashed by.

Hua Wujue was lost in thought.

Xu Changliang wouldn't exist in this era, would he?

But didn't the Emperor of Heaven succeed to the throne later?

Hua Wujue had heard about all the stories of the Heavenly Emperors throughout the ages.

And that later Hongmeng Heaven.

It is not the ancient heaven of this era.

Xu Changliang was clearly the Emperor of Heaven in Hongmeng Heaven.

I don’t know how far away it is from the present era.

There were at least ten generations of Heavenly Emperors in between.

Xu Changliang was an emperor of the same era as him.

How could it be here?

Unless he had already attained enlightenment in the ancient times.

And inherited the ancient heaven.

But this is too unbelievable.

Xu Changliang never mentioned these things. According to him, he had clearly always lived in the Hongmeng Universe.

Today's chaos.

There can't be him.

But the spread of these acronyms is definitely related to Blue Star.

If not Xu Changliang.

That can only explain a time node on a certain blue planet in the future.

Some people traveled through the primitive times.

As soon as this thought came to mind.

Hua Wu felt something was a little strange on his face. When did Blue Star's body become the standard for traveling across time?

It seems that almost every time travel is related to Blue Star.

I'm afraid the will of the World Tree still exists.

Could it be that the one who traveled through time was controlled by this will to repair some things?

Hua Wujue had some enlightenment in his mind.

When we first entered Hongmeng where the Blue Star was located, it took a very long time to construct the passage with six grinding wheels.

Now we know that the predecessor of Blue Star was the World Tree.

This one also has the answer.

However, there is currently no evidence to prove that the World Tree will selects travelers.

But at least it's certain.

The will of the World Tree cannot affect Hua Wujue

Because he has already transcended all will.

Even the original system could not compete with it.

It's like a being cultivated in the palm of your hand, gradually losing control.

"What about you, stupid guy? What are you going to do?"

Meng Xiaoying suddenly asked.

Black and White Impermanence also took pleasure in the misfortune: "Emperor, since this is a joint activity of our underworld, you should come as well!"

Hua Wujue came back to his senses, thought for a moment and then smiled: "Then I will also become one..."

"A bodyguard, right?"

…

Somewhere in the misty space.

In a place of divine splendor, a figure stretched comfortably and walked out while yawning.

"Old Man Hongjun's essence is good for bathing. There won't be such a good thing in the future."

But suddenly he stopped.

"The guy who blew my flute last time I didn't have time to look for him."

"I didn't expect him to talk about me again this time. Who is this guy? My flute is unique in the world."

"How did he get it?"

"Besides, my flute is clearly in my body."

The figure pondered for a moment, then looked in a certain direction with narrowed eyes.

"It's a bit difficult to deal with in the wild."

"I signed that stupid treaty with them, so I can't regret it so quickly."

The figure suddenly smiled again.

"Since I can't go, then my clone can go, right?"

Avatar ≠ Original Body

Nothing wrong!

The moment he set off.

All the guys in the prehistoric world were all scared at this moment!

The expression was filled with doubt and uncertainty. I tried to figure it out, but I didn't know where this feeling came from...

That mysterious feeling.

It seems... a little familiar.