"how so……"

What Chen Hengzhi was most worried about was fulfilled. He hurriedly asked: "Who is the other party? No, what world is the opposite?"

When the old man heard this, his eyes were blurred, as if he was falling into memories: "I don't know, when the Taoist ancestor received a warning from the Heavenly Dao, a world of the same size as the prehistoric world suddenly came. The Taoist ancestor summoned all the holy people and went to another world to visit."

"I don't know what happened afterwards. I only know that after the Taoist ancestor came back, he ordered the army to be reorganized and prepared for war."

"The war broke out without warning."

"That battle was very difficult. Countless immortals and Buddhas fell, the Jade Emperor died, Zhen Yuanzi died, Kunpeng died, Tathagata died, and all the immortals and Buddhas died in battle."

"After fighting for countless years, the final battle began."

"The number of saints in another world is two more than my prehistoric world. The Taoist ancestor will not be at a disadvantage by fighting one against three."

"However, I don't know what method the other party used to assassinate the Taoist Ancestor, and forced him to explode."

"The other world is destroyed."

"The saints in another world tracked down to the prehistoric world, and in the end, all the saints died together and the world was broken."

"Nothing is gone."

"In that battle, there was no winner, and they all lost."

From the old man's words, Chen Hengzhi felt a faint sense of sadness.

Chen Hengzhi could imagine that in such a large-scale war, there were hundreds of millions of immortals and gods who died every minute and every second, how tragic it was.

Chen Hengzhi's heart moved and asked, "Didn't it mean that the saints will never die? They will eventually return to the disaster, right?"

“Yes, not.”

The old man nodded and shook his head again: "The saint's soul lies in the prehistoric way of heaven. The saints who are immortal in the world are immortal. However, the prehistoric way of heaven is gone, and the way of heaven is gone. It's not easy to come back."

"Of course, the existence of immortals and gods above the true immortal level, also known as the fourth-level immortality, theoretically, they all have one day back."

"As far as immortals are concerned, they can only live forever, not for eternity. Do you know why?"

Chen Hengzhi thought to himself, how could I know the secrets above these immortals? Thinking of this, he bowed and replied: "I don't know, so please give me a detailed introduction."

The old man stroked his beard and said, "I have been wandering in the heavens and the world for countless years. I have seen such a saying. I feel that the difference between me and the immortals is very similar."

"The first death, when a person stops breathing, then, he is physical death, medical death."

"The second death, when a person dies physically, but relatives and friends still remember this person. His name is engraved on the tombstone. This is social death for mortals."

"When spring goes and winter comes, everyone who knows him and remembers him slowly dies, no one remembers your existence again, and the tombstone is slowly corroded, and gradually no one comes to pay tribute."

"At this time, he will truly die."

"The world has nothing to do with him anymore."

"The above are the three deaths of mortals."

The old man paused and continued:

"And for practitioners."

"If a practitioner below the third level of immortality dies physically, he will basically die completely, and there is little chance of reincarnation and return."

"A cultivator in the third-level immortality realm still has the chance to seize his body after his physical death. After reincarnation, he awakens Su Hui, breaks the mystery in the womb, and lives a life of resurrection."

"However, for the immortals and gods in the fourth level of immortality, physical death is insignificant. They can be reincarnated and reborn, and they have no mystery in the womb."

"This is the difference between monks."

"The immortal gods in the eternal realm have a true spirit besides the soul. Even if the soul is scattered, the soul is wiped out, and the flesh and blood are gone. As long as the true spirit is still there, there is still a chance to return."

"The fourth-level eternal realm is divided into true immortals, celestial immortals, and golden immortals."

"There is still a fifth-level eternal realm above eternal life."

"The fifth-level eternal realm, also known as Daluo, or Dao Zun."

"Even if the existence above the Eternal Realm disappears, as long as there are still people in the heavens and all realms who remember his name, there will be a glimmer of chance of returning, but the chance is relatively slim."

"For example, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal in the quasi-saint realm, is a powerful existence in the fifth-level Daluo Perfect Realm. As long as the concept of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, still exists in the world, there will be a day to return after endless years."

"This time may be one year, ten thousand years, billion years, one catastrophe, or one hundred catastrophes, or one hundred catastrophes, or an infinite catastrophe."

After hearing this, Chen Hengzhi was completely shocked and died, and he still had the chance to resurrection. No wonder he was called immortality and eternity.

"I had no problem thinking that I could live for countless years before!!!"

Chen Hengzhi murmured to himself: "So that's what it is..."

He calmed down and asked, "Dare you ask me, who are you?"

Even Chen Hengzhi himself did not notice it, and he spoke to the old man much more respectfully.

Looking at Chen Hengzhi's dumbfounded and respectful look, the old man stroked his beard with satisfaction and smiled: "Old's body is a fragment that fell off the jade plate of creation, a small piece of fragment. By chance, he encountered an innate indestructible spiritual light. After being fused for countless years, spiritual wisdom was born, that is, old man."

"The Jade Plate of Creation...The Innate Immortal Spiritual Light..."

These tall words popped out of the old man's mouth, which shocked Chen Hengzhi to jump up. In his previous idea, this old man might have been transformed from the remnant soul of a fairy god in the prehistoric world. But he knew that he was so big that he was so big.

As if he heard Chen Hengzhi's voice, the old man sneered: "Another immortals and gods have the ability to travel through the world at will? Should you look for the coordinates of the world and locate the world anchor? Is it a cabbage to travel through the world?"

"hey-hey……"

Chen Hengzhi smiled awkwardly. What the old man said was that although the system functions look simple, they are not something ordinary immortals can do at will.

However, why did this old man choose himself for no reason?

Chen Hengzhi made a self-spoken look that he was not the kind of peerless genius who was in the billions, but just an ordinary person who was a little handsome and a little money.

Could it be... to take yourself as a puppet... to take over the body?

Thinking of this, Chen Hengzhi looked alert, looked at the old man and asked loudly: "What is the purpose of choosing me as a host? Should I treat me as a puppet and reborn in the future?"

Hearing this, the old man blew his beard and glared: "Bastard, what qualifications do you have to let me take over my body? You are so despised by yourself too much! Besides, as the spirit of magic weapon, why do I become a human?"

"Besides, even if I want to take over the body, I will not choose a mortal like you. There are countless divine bodies and holy bodies in the heavens and all realms. Choosing any one is much stronger than your mortal body."

"Mortal! You feel so good about yourself!"

The old man scolded and made Chen Hengzhi lower his head.

Regardless of whether what he said is true or false, Chen Hengzhi actually didn't mind. After all, it may be difficult for a mortal to travel around the world in his life. However, he has traveled around nearly ten worlds in the heavens and seen different customs and humanities. Even if he was taken over and his wisdom was destroyed, his life would be enough!

This wonderful and magnificent decades of life are much better than a mortal living a life of chaotic life. Even if you die, you will not lose.

Chen Hengzhi thought about this and quickly bowed and said apologetically: "I think it's a mistake for me, please forgive me."

The old man stroked the white beard on his chest, with a bleak expression and sighed: "I chose you as the host, it was purely a coincidence, and there was no so-called conspiracy. Of course, it was not meaningless."

"The old man's incarnation system allows you to continue to do tasks. The purpose is very simple. It is to collect the origin of the world. The old man can also repair the body with it in order to repeat the list of innate treasures."

"Also, I hope that we will cooperate with each other and win-win situations, and the host will work hard to practice transcendence, and collect the origin of the world and reproduce the prehistoric world. I can also take the opportunity to return to the ranks of innate treasures."

"What? Reappearing in the prehistoric world?"

Chen Hengzhi jumped up after hearing this: "Don't, senior, you should choose another talent. This goal is too grand. I don't have such great ability."

The old man glared: "You kid are just too salty, not at all motivated! Think about it, recreate the prehistoric world and become the ancestor of Tao and the master of the world, how glorious! He is one of the few sage figures in the heavens and all worlds."

Chen Hengzhi hesitated, he hesitated.

Although the old man said the scenery was so beautiful, he could of course imagine it.

But is this so easy to do? Not to mention anything else, there are definitely people who don’t want to see the reappearance of the prehistoric world again, and there are still many such people.

Besides, were the enemies of the prehistoric era really dead? Even if they were really dead, wouldn’t they still be reborn?

Even Da Luo may come back, so what about the saints.

Thinking of so many unknown enemies, Chen Hengzhi's scalp became numb in an instant.

The old man seemed to see his hesitation, and as if a perverted uncle seduced the little loli, he said, "I have the inheritance of countless powerful people in the prehistoric world, the inheritance of the saints such as the Three Qingshu, Cunti, and Guiyin. "Taiqing Immortal Art", "Yuqing Immortal Art", "Shangqing Immortal Art", and the Three Thousand Great Ways of Hongjun Daozu. Boy, are you really not slandering?"

"hiss……"

Chen Hengzhi's toothache instantly.

On one side are the legendary magical powers of immortals.

On one side is the unknown enemy hiding in the darkness.

He thought about it all the time, and this was really a high-risk and high-reward job.

Damn, I've done it!

If a person dies, his eggs will be facing the sky, he will never die for thousands of years!

"I did it!"

Chen Hengzhi felt ruthless and said, "Seniors have said this. If I try to stop me from doing anything, I will be too ignorant."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Boy, this is almost the same. You work hard to practice transcendence and enlightenment, and help me collect the origin of the world by the way. I work hard to restore the treasures. Let's work together to make progress together."

"Okay, boy, if you have nothing to do, I will fall asleep. Now I am in a bad state and being exposed for a long time will not help me recover."

Chen Hengzhi nodded and asked, "Senior, what kind of treasure is the Zhuxian Sword I obtained?"
To be continued...