The long river of time is an inconspicuous tributary of time.
This is a tributary derived from the influence of the battle between the Divine Lord and the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" in the long river of time.
As time goes by, there is not much difference from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths where Ye Qingyun lives today.
It's just about ten years slower than the time of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Ye Qingyun took Ye Ziyun into this tributary of time, and soon found a pretty good place.
Whoosh!
With the sound of flying through the air, Ye Qingyun appeared on a small island carrying Ye Ziyun.
The island is really not big and you can see it all at a glance.
There are mountains on one side and flat land and beaches on the other side.
There is a relatively dense forest in the middle, which separates the mountains from the plains.
Ye Qingyun stood on the plain covered with green grass and looked around casually, showing a satisfied look.
"Not bad."
"Quite good."
Ye Qingyun threw Ye Ziyun in front of him.
The latter directly threw a dog into the mud.
The mouth was forced to eat a handful of grass.
Ye Ziyun spit out the grass from his mouth with a depressed look on his face, pulled out his tongue, and then looked at Ye Qingyun with a look of fear on his face.
In his eyes, Ye Qingyun seemed to be an extremely terrifying demon, and he even brought himself to such a place where the heavens and the earth should not work.
I'm just afraid that the worst will happen.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Ye Ziyun asked timidly, as if he wanted to muster up courage, but unfortunately it didn't work.
Ye Qingyun looked at this guy and thought of the arrogant and powerful posture of the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" back then, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
The contrast is really too great.
Ye Qingyun is naturally aware of Ye Ziyun's situation.
This guy had a shocking battle with the God Lord, which turned the ages into chaos, forcing the God to take the initiative to use the mysterious treasure, the small brass tower.
As a result, Ye Ziyun was beaten to the point where he lost all his memory and completely forgot how to use his own power.
Became this little kid.
The Divine Master was not much better either. Although he was not injured, the mysterious treasure, the small brass tower, was broken into pieces.
However, this is enough to show that the small brass tower is by no means an ordinary treasure. Otherwise, with the strength of the two guys, Ye Ziyun and the God Lord, even the treasure they refined with their own hands would be difficult to withstand for a moment.
Especially when you attack with all your strength, it is normal for you to turn into powder and cease to exist in an instant.
The small brass tower only turned into fragments and did not completely collapse.
And it looks like it can be repaired.
This is a bit abnormal.
In other words, the reason why Ye Ziyun became like this is because he suffered the most powerful blow from the God Lord using the small brass tower.
However, amnesia returns to amnesia. After all, Ye Ziyun is the incarnation of Ye Qingyun's thoughts of the Three Poisons, and the power he possesses is not weaker than Ye Qingyun.
At present, the power in Ye Ziyun's body is somewhat incomplete, and part of it was taken away by Da Mao.
But most of them are still in Ye Ziyun's body.
If he is allowed to recover his memory and remember how to use his own power, then Ye Ziyun will once again become a terrifying existence that is not inferior to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun brought him here, so he was naturally prepared for a rainy day.
This guy's potential threat is too great. It's better to leave it to anyone than to leave it to yourself.
And Ye Qingyun also wants to give it a try. Can Ye Ziyun completely get rid of the influence of the three poisons?
"From today on, you stay with me on this island, and you can do whatever I ask you to do."
Ye Qingyun said lightly.
"ah?"
Ye Ziyun looked around, with a sad look on his face.
.
"Oh shit!"
Ye Qingyun didn't waste any time and just threw him a bunch of things.
There is an axe.
There is a hammer.
There is a saw.
After all, they are just tools for working.
"Right now, go to the forest, cut down some trees, and build some houses."
"Remember to fight hard and don't mess around. If the house is not built well, I will make you cut down the trees again."
Ye Qingyun looked like a black-hearted contractor and said viciously to Ye Ziyun.
Ye Ziyun didn't dare to say anything, so he could only pick up the ax that looked almost as tall as other people.
I thought this ax would be very heavy, but I didn't expect it to be easy to pick up.
It's completely effortless.
However, Ye Ziyun did not care about the weight of the axe, but looked at Ye Qingyun doubtfully.
"Do you know me?"
"certainly."
"I don't remember who you are."
"Um...my name is Zhao Tiezhu, you can call me Patriarch Tiezhu."
Ye Qingyun said casually.
Another classic Tiezhu Patriarch.
It seems that Ye Qingyun has a special liking for this strange pseudonym.
"Ancestor Tiezhu?"
Ye Ziyun looked at Ye Qingyun with some suspicion.
"But those people before, they seemed to call you Shi Qingyun."
"You heard wrong."
"All right."
Ye Ziyun had lost his memory after all, and now he was no better than a mentally retarded person. After being fooled by Ye Qingyun, he had no choice but to chop down the tree with an axe.
Ye Qingyun stood on the beach, looking at the endless sea in the distance, and his mind was very calm.
After all, the future has not happened yet, so there is no need to worry too much.
Moreover, according to "Ye Qingyun" in white, although the person he is destined to meet in the future is difficult to deal with, his future self is not helpless.
At least the small brass tower should be the key.
For seven consecutive days, Ye Ziyun worked hard.
Fortunately, he could not use up all his strength and was not tired. Otherwise, if it were a normal person, he would have collapsed from exhaustion after half a day.
It's just that the craftsmanship of building a house is a bit stretchy.
After working hard for seven or eight days, we built three crooked and ugly wooden houses.
To be continued...