Let me explain this in two ways.

Here Hua Wujue and his friends have crossed the mountains and arrived at a town.

The old ox walked past at a leisurely pace, and the cart behind it was pulled past.

Meng Xiaoying staggered and took the two leaves from her eyes, rubbed her eyes, and said dazedly, "Are we there yet?"

The old man with white beard was delighted when he saw this scene.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, little girl, but since you're the one who wants to join that chivalrous organization, why do you seem to be so relaxed all the way here, like you're on a parade?"

Meng Xiaoying replied consciously: "Is there any conflict between the two?"

White-bearded old man: “…”

Looking at Meng Xiaoying, he tilted his head and asked sincerely.

The old man with white beard suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to ask her.

So he turned his head and looked at Hua Wujue:

"Fellow Daoist, if we walk another ten miles, we will be able to complete your escort mission."

Hua Wujue raised his bamboo hat towards 껗, and then said calmly: "Well, after escorting the dart, we can end this trip."

The old man with white beard's eyes immediately lit up: "Then..."

Hua Wujue knew what the old man wanted to say, so he did not try to hide it: "Work for me in the underworld for a thousand years, and I can share it with you."

The white-bearded old man was stunned immediately.

The underworld has been working for thousands of years...

Good man, you know that his identity is a person of the long river of time.

The only person in charge of countless time.

They actually wanted him to work for the underworld for a thousand years?

"Why, you don't want to." Hua Wujue glanced at him and said, "If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. Then we don't have to go the same way next time."

The white-bearded old man's expression suddenly darkened.

Love has been waiting here for me!

He wondered why the other party was so slow and could resist opening his arms with such a valuable thing in them.

Even though I knew it was an unequal transaction.

The old man with the white beard swallowed his anger and said bitterly, "I've followed you for so long, it doesn't matter if I wait a little longer."

Hua Wujue smiled.

It is natural not to waste words when dealing with smart people.

A mere thousand years is just a short moment for him.

"Well, I won't let you do it in vain. I can give you the title of the underworld's steward." Hua Wujue said.

The old man with white beard was silent: "Is it possible or not? It seems that there is no difference whether you give it to me or not."

What kind of position is the steward of the underworld? It has no practical effect and no specific responsibilities. He is just a nominal elder.

Who knew that Hua Wujue nodded seriously: "There is a difference. If I give you this title, others will know that you are from my underworld."

The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, then he understood the intention.

"It seems that the situation in the underworld is really not optimistic."

The white-bearded old man sighed softly.

The fact that Hua Wujue could say this showed that the underworld was indeed extremely weak and dangerous at the moment.

Foreign aid is necessary to quickly replenish internal combat power.

Is there any fighting force more powerful than his long river of time?

"I agreed."

The white-bearded old man said solemnly.

Then he said with some regret: "The underworld shouldn't be like this..."

Hua Wujue's expression was calm: "But the fact is that it has already happened. What I can do is to let everything collapse and rebuild it again."

The white-bearded old man frowned, his eyes full of meaning: "I believe you understand better than me the price of disturbing the river. It may be that the original ripples are smoothed out and the new ripples are rippling."

Hua Wujue was silent, then suddenly laughed: "What does it matter? I have done what I wanted to do."

The white-bearded old man was stunned and immediately looked in that direction.

Meng Xiaoying was teasing Xiaotong with a sly smile on her face, but Xiaotong ignored her coldly and let the cattail grass scratch his face. However, he couldn't hold on in the end and sneezed.

"I understand." The old man with white beard suddenly became depressed: "But is it worth it for you to do this..."

The cost of changing time is far beyond imagination.

The original historical tributaries will be completely overturned.

Hua Wujue is a person who may not exist in the subversive history.

"I didn't know what I should do before." Hua Wujue shook his head gently: "But later I found that from the moment I came to the underworld, I couldn't leave."

"The underworld is my home."

"If everything can be beautiful, I hope my home will always be complete."

The old man with white beard stood in awe: "You are a real man."

"You...deserve everyone's respect."

Humans have seven emotions and desires.

There is a good side and a bad side.

As time goes by, it is impossible for us not to know what the ancient world will become like in the future.

But he can't change.

Or in other words, he cannot afford such a huge price to change future generations.

The old man with a white beard asked for no reason: "Can you really hold on?"

No one noticed.

Hua Wujue's complexion...is gradually turning pale.

Time will not allow anyone to change it arbitrarily. Anyone who changes it will be punished by time.

From this day forward countless epochs.

Changes and punishments due to him naturally lasted for countless eons.

Endless time was trying to wipe him out.

Let him completely leave this disturbed time.

Even the old man with white beard couldn't imagine enduring the killing power of countless eons alone.

So I had the idea of ​​doing it before.

It is because of knowing this.

Countless eons have wiped out his power, and he doesn't believe Hua Wujue can still compete with him.

"Oh, forget it." The old man with white beard sighed: "Since you have made up your mind, I won't say anything more."

The white-bearded old man came this time for a very important purpose.

That is... to persuade Hua Wujue to leave.

Now it seems that the Scripture is no longer necessary.

He was even pulled into the grand prologue of this change in history.

After that, the infiltration of foreign forces into the primitive world was extremely strong.

Isn't the so-called Honghuang program group simply the result of a weird invasion from outside the domain?

However, no one in the prehistoric world seemed to have pointed this out.

Or rather, Honghuang had long since forgotten the difference between the outside world and himself.

Coexist in harmony?

I'm afraid not.

Some smart people know that the outside world doesn't count, but it concerns the primitive world. Even if the primitive world is completely merged and swallowed up, they will not suffer any accidents.

Can you say it is…

The land on which their ancestors had lived for generations was no longer under their control.

They may want to resist.

But the strength is not enough.

After all, at that time, even Pangu's spirit body was controlled.

It has become the so-called "rules" of the Honghuang program group

"Old man, although my bones are old." The white-bearded old man smiled slightly: "But I am still as hard-boned as you."

(I don’t know if you understand this one, but the change of time has a price. In the original history, Meng Xiaoying and most of the people in the underworld were dead. Now, because of Hua Wujue, they exist again. As a price, Hua Wujue has to bear the backlash of all the changes.)

(Like the butterfly effect, it caused the long river of time to self-correct, but this correction force was borne by him alone.)

(The most important thing is that it is very likely that because of his interference, he never showed up afterwards...)