The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 493 Fell down the Jianmu tree, severing the connection between heaven and earth

Humans in the mortal realm are searching for opportunities, while Luo Zu, standing at the pinnacle of the world, is also waiting for a chance to break the deadlock.

This is a rare opportunity. Even though Luo Zu is now omniscient in this world, how can he know things that do not exist?

As for how something that doesn't exist can affect this world, there are many possibilities: external skills, internal energy, concealment, erasure, and so on.

However, Luo Zu could now detect a trace and a purpose.

Only then did he relinquish his physical body in this world and transform into this Jianmu tree.

After the Jianmu tree was erected, it was to redefine the rules of this world, help the human race restore order, and regain the protagonist's former destiny.

However, this process will be complicated, tortuous, and full of hardships. The baptism of blood and fire can be considered minor matters. The real hardship is the denial of one's own situation, one's own identity, and one's own ideals.

Only by firmly believing in oneself and humanity, and having complete trust and earnest devotion, can such minor hardships pass by like a gentle spring breeze and drizzle, causing no pain and shaking one's resolve.

Waiting for someone...

Luo Zu's thoughts immediately stopped at this moment, and he stopped thinking about it.

It was as if something deep inside him was warning him, preventing him from delving any further into the thought.

Especially when it comes to certain key information, one should not think about it here, not even in the Great Luo Heaven.

Although he opened up the Great Luo Heaven, and many of the Great Daos within it were filled by him with the Great Dao of Existence, and there were already some wonderful Taiyi-like wonders in it, Luo Zu dared not say that he had truly achieved omniscience and omnipotence.

Therefore, Luo Zu was cautious during this time, and many of his thoughts would only continue for a reasonable period of time. Then, the superfluous and truly important parts would be invested in the primordial spirit world.

Before becoming a Golden Immortal, he would have thought that the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit was enough to neutralize external probes and allow him to freely recite the name of the Great Luo.

But as his cultivation deepened, he realized that his previous thoughts might have been intentionally created by certain beings, and even Golden Immortals could not arbitrarily recite the titles of Great Luo Immortals.

The Great Luo does not randomly check certain beings who recite His name. With their spiritual attainment, even if all beings in the world recite His name together, He can obtain all their information at the same time, and even deduce all the things they might say or do in the future.

Even if people do not recite their titles, all information in the world continues to converge on them, just as after Luo Zu attained the Golden Immortal realm, the Great Dao of his incarnation would continuously feed the ever-updating information of the Great Dao into his Dao Fruit.

They were practically feeding him the most advanced information in the world.

And Ronaldo is probably even better.

Having put aside his thoughts for a while, Luo Zu's gaze had already fallen on the group of people who were climbing the "Jianmu".

The name "Jianmu" was indeed passed down to Wang Ping'an by Luo Zu, and it was deduced from the current situation. It was not a memory that was forcibly added to him later.

Now that Luo Zu is "omniscient" in this world, he can easily collect all the information without missing a single detail. Therefore, Luo Zu can easily deduce the "future".

And predicting the "future" and controlling the "future" is naturally an easy thing to do.

Upon seeing Wang Ping'an and the others, Luo Zu also noticed the three patriarchs of the three religions waiting for them in the canopy of the Jianmu tree, as well as the group of sky demons surrounding the Jianmu.

He only warned them that they were courting death, but Luo Zu did not actually deal with these guys.

Although he wouldn't feel like he was losing face, these kinds of demons still had to be dealt with by the human race. If he overstepped his bounds, it would definitely affect the key to breaking the deadlock.

Anyway, he only planted this one "Jianmu" tree to guide the three founders of religion and Confucianism; he didn't do anything else.

"But it has also delayed my cultivation in a lot." Luo Zu sighed.

His consciousness was trapped in this world, and because of the special nature of this world, his original spirit and brain, which should have "transformed into the Dao," could only continue to reside in the sea of ​​his heart hidden within his main body and original spirit, and he was unable to promote "transformation into the Dao."

If he could do that, he would probably leave this world right now, instead of playing house here.

Despite his sighs, Wang Ping'an and the others had already climbed to the treetop within two hours and, after searching for a long time, finally met the Triangle Ancestor who had been waiting for them.

Upon meeting the three founders of the religion, some immediately burst into tears, while others on the spot requested the founders to vanquish the demons and restore order to the world.

Disappointment was evident in Wang Ping'an's eyes.

He wanted to see his grandfather, not some founder of the three religions, and he still remembered the conversation he overheard at home that night.

The three founders of the religions did not exist...

Therefore, he was somewhat conflicted at this moment. Was the patriarch of the three religions in front of him really the patriarch of the three religions? Or was someone impersonating him?

If that's true, then how much of his grandfather's and the swordsman's clone's identities are correct?

Although the young man has shed his naivety, he still retains a touch of innocence.

However, the three patriarchs were also waiting for Wang Ping'an here. It was because they were of the same origin and attracted each other, and also because Wang Ping'an had been adopted by Luo Zu. He could be said to have gathered the attention of the two origins of this world. Such a special existence naturally attracted their attention.

However, Wang Ping'an simply stood quietly to the side, without making any contact with them.

However, they are not in a hurry. The key is to descend from the heavens to the mortal realm, make contact with these human elites, and then eliminate the demons and vengeful spirits in order to overthrow the Heavenly Gang and escape this realm.

Originally one with the Vengeful Gu God, they were later tainted by the consciousness of Luo Zu. Naturally, they did not want to waste their lives in this world. They also yearned for the vast primordial wilderness and wanted to truly become independent individuals and attain the Golden Immortal realm.

Even surpassing the past.

"Young brother, do you have something to say?" The Buddha's voice transcended the crowd and reached Wang Ping'an's ears.

He just shook his head. He had nothing to say. He didn't understand what was going on here, and he felt like a stranger to his grandfather.

He suddenly felt like an ignorant child, at the mercy of others, feeling depressed and frustrated, yet with nowhere to vent his frustration.

After all, the current state of the world doesn't allow him to vent his frustrations.

He then ignored the three founders of the religion, only slightly raised his head, and continued to look upwards, trying to pierce through the tree canopy to see another realm that might exist.

And he could almost see a pair of eyes watching him.

Suddenly, he came to his senses and realized that he was no longer in the original canopy, and his companions were not with him either.

"Has it been two hours already?"

However, there was no sign of their companions anywhere around.

Splash!

The sound of smoke flowing by echoed in my ears once more.

Then a palace appeared before his eyes. Before he could see the gilded characters on the palace plaque as the smoke and clouds slowly dissipated, the palace's indistinct gate suddenly burst open.

Instead of spitting him out, it swallowed him into the palace.

"Da Luo..."

Although there was no immediate dizziness, he still felt lightheaded, as if he had spun around 108,000 times.

He looked around, at the walls of the palace, then at the dimly lit ceiling. He couldn't tell if it was a palace or a world unto itself; he simply couldn't tell.

However, he did not wander around the palace recklessly. He only used his eyes to see, his divine sense to perceive, and his body to sense. He did not even dare to exchange the spiritual energy of this place with the true qi in his Yang God.

After standing there silently for a quarter of an hour, there was finally a slight movement in the hazy clouds.

He is the founder of the three religions.

They actually came here.

Wang Ping'an lifted his leg, but then put it down, not chasing after them.

"Where is this?" Wang Ping'an wondered.

However, the figures of the three founders of religions have been obscured by the gray clouds and mist, and their whereabouts can no longer be seen.

"This is the Great Luo Heaven..."

A voice suddenly rang in Wang Ping'an's heart.

"..." Wang Ping'an became wary and ignored the strange voice.

"This land was opened up by your grandfather."

Wang Ping'an felt more energized by those words.

"Is my grandfather here?" Wang Ping'an called out softly.

He now knows that his grandfather is incredibly powerful, so these words are actually a test, a test to see if the voice is indeed his grandfather's.

"Yes." The response was also decisive.

Disappointment flashed in Wang Ping'an's eyes.

This answer indicates that the voice did not belong to his grandfather.

But at the same time, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

His grandfather is here; if you can find him, you can ask him many questions.

So he finally started moving.

With light steps, his body passed through the white and gray mist, chasing the direction in which the three founders of the religion had disappeared.

He could feel his feet firmly planted on solid ground. In his divine sense, the floor was flat and the surrounding spiritual energy was abundant. Only the ceiling was invisible, intangible, and imperceptible, as if this place was not a palace, but a vast world.

It seemed that after observing and comparing, he hadn't gathered much information, and his doubts were growing.

After walking for about half an hour, he felt like he was going around in circles, but the moment he had this thought, the view suddenly opened up before him.

The hazy mist suddenly dissipated, revealing a figure.

"Grandpa?!" Wang Ping'an was both surprised and delighted. He recognized the man and called out to him instinctively.

"Peaceful." Luo Zu was not surprised.

Because he already knew that Wang Ping'an was coming, but he was not brought here by Luo Zu, but by the main consciousness of the vengeful Gu in this world.

"Grandpa..." Wang Ping'an wanted to cry but couldn't, wanted to laugh but didn't know how, and could only stand there blankly, unable to move forward or backward.

Luo Zu beckoned him closer.

Many things are complex, such is human nature, and even more so for powerful immortals.

The Vengeful Gu God was being used against Luo Zu. Although he was powerless to resist, he did not want to suffer in silence.

He would certainly do his best to complete the tasks assigned by the important figures, but he also wanted to leave himself a chance to survive.

"Ping An, go and cut down the Jianmu tree to sever the connection between heaven and earth."

Looking at the dull-witted young man before him, Wang Ping'an, whose core was actually a vengeful Gu, Luo Zu slowly uttered these words.

(End of this chapter)