Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

On the coast of the East China Sea, the human race gathers.

After a long period of development, the scale of the human race has become quite large. In terms of the number of ethnic groups, it is no longer inferior to some great tribes.

It's just that the human race still lacks too much in the number of strong people, especially the top strong ones.

The first batch of innate humans created by the saint Nuwa are not bad at all, and Taiqing has passed down the golden elixir path, so the human race's path to cultivation is quite smooth.

However, time is still short, and it takes time to accumulate foundation. What the human race lacks now is the accumulation of time.

Countless tribes, large and small, are scattered in this area. Because of their own weakness, living in groups is the only way to survive.

Walking among this inconspicuous human tribe, curious glances would come from the surroundings from time to time.

Even if they conceal their Taoist aura, no one here would recognize them, but their aura as a powerful immortal cultivator can be seen at a glance.

No matter how well-covered the Taoist robes are, they still look more gorgeous than ordinary people's clothes.

Of course, Qingxuan felt that the reason for attracting more attention was because of someone who did not want to walk by himself.

Qingxuan didn't care about the looks from around him. Anyway, he was not a person who cared about other people's opinions.

Traveling around the world and understanding all things, Qingxuan and the others have traveled to many tribes. He found that Emperor Jun's celestial marriage did not have much influence within the demon clan. On the contrary, there were many imitations on the human clan. It was really interesting.

The human race is fragile and life is short. Birth, old age, illness and death are always common. Between life and death, there is the greatest ugliness, but also the most magnificent glory.

But in the end it returns to nothingness, to the absolute silence of life.

nothingness......

Qingxuan stood outside the crowd and looked at the noisy crowd in front of him from a distance. It was the funeral that this human tribe was holding for a respected old man in the tribe.

The ceremony is not complicated, it is quite simple. There is no coffin and the person is buried directly in the earth.

The human race was created from the soil of Nuwa, and then it also returned to the dust.

At the same time, this is also to prevent the corpse of the deceased from being destroyed, so that it can naturally return to heaven and earth and rest in peace.

The relatives of the deceased were crying aside, and the atmosphere of sadness filled the space.

The people around him bid farewell in silence, and the mud finally covered everything up.

Qinglian looked at all this, then lowered her head and looked at Qingxuan without saying a word.

On Qingxuan's body, there was a faint Taoist charm flowing, and the aura of silence and nothingness filled the air, blending between heaven and earth, but it was covered by Qinglian.

Innately divine, born and immortal, life, old age, sickness and death have nothing to do with him. This has been the case since he woke up from the primitive world.

He had forgotten death, but in his previous life, he had truly experienced death and felt the fear of his own existence returning to nothingness.

Greed for life and fear of death are the instincts of living beings. Existence and nothingness. The way you cultivate is nothing but your own body.

If you have truly experienced nothingness, you should have a deeper understanding of this Tao.

The same Tao will also have endless evolutionary forms, and my own Tao is not the manifestation of my mind. It turns out that in my heart, I have already left a sufficient impression that all things are empty.

In the past, the nothingness of death was the greatest fear and powerlessness in his heart as a living being.

But now, for him, nothingness is both a new beginning and the end of the old self.

Qingxuan raised his head slightly, smiled, then turned and left.

The aura on the body seems to be condensed and dispersed, seems to be empty and solid, flowing naturally, and the laws disappear, and a new and unique avenue is born from the eliminated void.

Qingxuan and Qinglian walked through the ancient world, not only among the human race, but also among all major ethnic groups.

The ancient world was vast, with countless creatures and endless ethnic groups.

For living beings who have achieved success in spiritual practice, the vastness of the ancient world is an insurmountable distance, especially for ordinary living beings.

Although most of the creatures in the ancient world exist to pursue the illusory avenue, even in all aspects other than monastic civilization, the development speed is particularly slow.

After all, when there is a clear path in front of them, creatures have no motivation to explore the path beyond it.

There is a road that leads directly to the top of the mountain, and the road is smooth all the way. Who would ignore the road and climb the cliffs and ridges to explore new roads?

The existence and prosperity of the monastic path have invisibly caused the development of other aspects to stagnate.

During the Yuan Hui period, the civilization development of various ethnic groups was primitive and simple.

However, even under such circumstances, each ethnic group and each region has formed its own unique civilization and customs.

Various unique ethnic groups have also formed in various strange places in the ancient world.

The two traveled around the world, traveling among various ethnic groups, and saw various ethnic groups. The book in Qingxuan's hand was constantly adding new chapters.

For Qingxuan, the mystery of creation between heaven and earth is an interesting thing.

For Qinglian, the beauty of the creation of heaven and earth is contained in it.

A complete world, a well-created ethnic group, everything is the great road.

At the same time, the nature of these different creatures all have the value of understanding and observing.

It is not difficult for her to comprehend the great avenue of heaven and earth. On the contrary, it is the nature of living beings that is unpredictable, which makes it the most difficult to comprehend.

Although she understands it, she does not understand it. She can understand and see through the Tao and principles within it, but she still cannot understand the things beyond the avenue.

Qingxuan sees everything with his eyes, and he also understands Qinglian's problem.

The rich nature of Tao makes the innate holiness close to the way of heaven and earth, but the self is not rich enough, because for them, it is a matter of course to be born according to the Tao and exist in response to the Tao.

Everything can be asked about the Tao, seek from the Tao, and return to the Tao, and the Tao can become everything.

On the contrary, creatures who are not sensitive to the great ways of heaven and earth will follow the nature of creatures more, and their ego will be particularly strong.

Qingxuan held a wooden comb in his hand and combed the green hair of the woman in front of him naturally, feeling peaceful in his heart.

He found that his understanding of the innate sacredness was also deficient, and his understanding of living beings was also biased.

Pangu!

This is the greatest god in the world, and there is no one closer to him.

However, I always seem to ignore that strange feeling.

Pangu, the being who was most qualified to represent God and Tao, never felt a sense of self-deficiency in his eyes.

When facing Pangu, he always felt that Pangu was too human-like, a living creature. In him, people could clearly sense the existence of personality. His self-intensity was not at all like that of innate divinity. Cool feeling.

I think it is natural to be indifferent to divinity, and to be weak in spirituality if I am strong in Taoism. The two are relative.

But Pangu was not like that, so that in his eyes, Pangu did not seem to be associated with the impression of being superior.

It turned out that I had misunderstood, and the existence of Pangu was proof.

If Taoism is strong, it does not necessarily mean that oneself will be weak. Why would one subconsciously ignore it?

Qingxuan tied the black hair in his hands into a bun, looked sideways, and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, any hairstyle is perfect."

Qinglian was flipping through the book and making corrections, frowning slightly.

The Quanfeng clan, the Wuchang clan, the Nie'er clan, the Wuxin clan...

Information about various strange ethnic groups appeared on the pages of the book. The words were written down by Qingxuan and the pictures were drawn by Qinglian.

Every time she writes, Qinglian has the Taoist charm flowing through her body. For her, it is also about enlightening the Tao and understanding the nature of living beings.