Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

After being led to the heaven, Qingxuan noticed some subtle changes in the situation between heaven and earth.

He was not surprised by this, nor did he pay too much attention to it. After all, he would not be the one to have the most headaches anyway.

Qingxuan was studying the blank List of Gods in his hand, and at the same time he was also teaching Long Ji to practice and polish her foundation.

Attaining the Dao of Hunyuan is not an easy task. It is much more difficult than the alternative path to sainthood by creating the world and achieving harmony with the Dao.

As for comparing with real saints, it is really hard to say, because there are only a few saints, and each one has his own place.

Long Ji's own origin is indeed powerful and unique, even not inferior to the innate sacredness, but she is not the innate sacredness after all.

So far, in the ancient world, only Qingxuan and another person have achieved the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. In the end, Qingxuan did not pass on his Hunyuan Dao to others.

Firstly, it is difficult to prove that the fruit of Hunyuan Dao belongs to oneself.

Secondly, Qingxuan didn't want to see a group of guys who had achieved the Hunyuan Dao Fruit transcending into the prehistoric world and not being able to share the axe with him.

Qingxuan can benefit others, but he is unable to benefit others at the expense of himself.

Qingxuan was not worried about the potential of his own disciple, especially since Long Ji had such a firm belief in him.

She felt that she would definitely be able to attain the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. The reason was nothing else but what her master said, so she believed it.

Apart from Long Ji, Qinglian's affairs should be left to nature. Nowadays, Qinglian interacts with more and more people, although the change is not that big.

What gives Qingxuan a headache is that Qinglian is now quite different from the gentle and gracious person he expected her to be. She seems to be becoming more violent.

This made Qingxuan want to fire Dijiang, the ancestor witch, and drive out the great witch Yi as well.

After thinking about it, it seems that these two guys are the ones who advocate violence the most. They always use their fists to solve all problems, including the root of the problem - the person who caused the problem.

I am such a kind person, Qinglian’s violent tendencies were definitely not learned from me.

Qingxuan never thought that one day Qinglian would beat up someone outside and the other party’s parents would come to his house.

Who told him to be the older brother? Thinking of Fuxi and Nuwa, Qingxuan felt relieved.

Moreover, compared with Fu Xilai, Qinglian would not be like Nuwa, who wanted to hit her brother with a club.

Another point is that Qinglian is reasonable, so Qingxuan acquiesced to all this.

Anyway, this level of trouble was not really a problem and Qingxuan did not need to step in. Dijiang went over and beat the old man up without saying a word, and nothing happened.

Even the daughter of the Human Emperor, Chang'e, was beaten by Qinglian, but Qingxuan simply pretended not to see it.

Qingxuan did not spend too much effort studying the List of Gods. His own level was there, and he had plenty of means.

In just a few decades, Qingxuan returned the List of Gods.

Qingxuan was happy to have some free time. The only trouble was that Qinglian had not forgotten about the thunder tribulation. She had gone through several thunder tribulations before, so she became more and more obsessed with watching his thunder tribulations and was curious about why he didn't go through the tribulation.

And on this day, Qingxuan suddenly noticed a subtle change in the situation of heaven and earth. After calculating the secrets of heaven, his expression flashed with complexity for a moment. A ray of thought crossed the void and descended on the void somewhere near the coast of the East China Sea.

Looking down, I saw a ruined land filled with plague and death. It was shrouded in resentment. A small tribe that once had tens of thousands of people was now reduced to corpses.

No, there are still two living people, the rest are all dead.

Not only that, the remaining souls of the deceased were also taken away directly, preventing them from entering reincarnation.

The human race was scattered all over the place after the Lich-War War. This place is far away from the human realm and is not under the rule of the Human Emperor.

Qingxuan looked at this scene and frowned. He really didn't like such cultivators.

However, cause and effect, there must be a cause for every effect, and once the causes are in place, the effect is certain.

Qingxuan looked into the void and tried to find out what was going on, but he definitely didn't find anyone doing anything here.

So, this is really an inevitable coincidence.

Above the void, there was a monk with a strange appearance standing in the clouds. He was wearing a bright red robe, had a face as blue as indigo, red hair, three eyes, and was riding a golden-eyed camel. He was surrounded by a plague-like aura, which made all living beings instinctively fearful when they saw him.

Lü Yue, a disciple of Jiejiao and a Qigong practitioner from Jiulong Island, has cultivated the ability to poison plagues and has become quite famous.

"Huh? You managed to survive my plague. May I ask who you are, fellow Taoist?"

Lu Yue exclaimed in surprise and frowned as he looked at the young man below.

A young man protected a young girl, staring at Lu Yue who was standing in the air with red eyes.

Originally he had a handsome appearance, but he was undoubtedly an ordinary person.

But at this moment, this mortal young man naturally exuded an aura of nobility, and the clear and majestic power of merit emanated from him, like a blazing sun across the sky, dispelling the plague that shrouded the place.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak, Lu Yue's brows frowned even deeper.

"I am Lü Yue, a Qigong practitioner from Jiulong Island and a disciple of Jiejiao. I didn't know you were here. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

Having said that, Lu Yue's eyes were indifferent, and he was even still trying to gather the souls bound by the plague and put them into his magic weapon.

Such behavior made the young man below silent, and then laughed in anger.

"Good! Good, what a great disciple of Jiejiao! You cultivate magical powers with living beings, and refine magic weapons with the souls of living beings. Are you a disciple of the Saint Sect? How is this different from the evil ways of the devil!"

When Lu Yue heard this, his face turned cold.

"How dare you speak nonsense about the teachings of my saint? Your words offend the saint and slander my Jie Sect. No matter where you come from, you must give me an explanation today! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving today."

"Is this how you, the Jie Sect, do things? Brother, is this your doctrine?"

The young man looked away and asked in a cold voice.

There was no response from the void, as if the senior brother he mentioned was not paying attention here.

Qingxuan turned his gaze to the side, and saw a young Taoist standing not far from him. Who else could it be but Tongtian, the leader of the Jiejiao sect?

The one who calls him senior brother is Haotian, the reincarnation of Haotian.

After Tongtian greeted Qingxuan, he stood there in silence.

Qingxuan had no intention of speaking. There was no point in saying more. He would not do such a thing.

Considering what Lu Yue did, Qingxuan really felt that it would be nice if he were slapped to death.

Tongtian's silence is really unwise.

But even his two elder brothers couldn't persuade him, so he had no interest in talking about those things.

There were thousands of rays of light in the sky and auspicious colors everywhere. It turned out that Lord Dong Mu had led a group of powerful men from the Heavenly Court to arrive here.

The coldness on Lu Yue's face froze as he saw the young man's face change and return to his true form as the Emperor of Heaven.

Although he was surprised, Lu Yue quickly calmed down.

So what about the Emperor of Heaven? How can the Heavenly Palace be compared with the great saints and religions, let alone the first great religion, Jiejiao.

"So it's His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. I'm sorry for being rude. I didn't know it was Your Majesty in person. Please don't blame me." Lu Yue bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly.

At this moment, divine rainbows descended from the East China Sea. They were the disciples of Jiejiao who had noticed the movement here.

Regardless of the character of the people of Jiejiao, they are impeccable in terms of loyalty, at least most of them are like that.

So even when facing the Emperor Haotian, they still stood on the side of their fellow disciples.

Haotian's expression calmed down, and he remained silent as he looked at the group of Jiejiao disciples who were pleading for Lu Yue.

He realized that although they were pleading for mercy on the surface, in fact these people were very confident.

With that attitude, if they don't "give face", they will resist without hesitation.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Saintly Religion, the Heavenly Court has no dignity at all.

Haotian's heart was chilled, he thought he was too naive.

Initially, he thought that his several senior brothers would help him. For the sake of Honghuang, everyone should work together to establish order between heaven and earth.

But he was disappointed, it was just wishful thinking.

But he only realized now that he still overestimated these saints and great religions.

He had never thought about it in the past, or he had always restrained himself from thinking in this direction.

The Saints' Sect is not only not a collaborator in establishing order in the ancient world, but is the biggest obstacle. They are the biggest destroyers of order, even worse than the remnants of the demon race.

They act without restraint and can manipulate the lives of all living beings at will. They can use tens of thousands of lives to refine treasures at will. Is this the order of the ancient world that Haotian wants?

Haotian looked at the disciples of Jiejiao coldly, then turned and left without saying a word.

Entering the cycle of reincarnation and experiencing tribulations to practice, I never expected that this first tribulation would be such a tribulation.

Haotian clenched his hands in his sleeves, and his eyes became increasingly profound.

Is my persistence and pursuit so ridiculous?

Dong Mugong was right. I was too conservative and shouldn't have so many concerns.

There was no order in the ancient world, or rather, there was only the order established by the saints and the great religions, but not the order expected by the Heavenly Court. Why should I worry about disrupting the order of heaven and earth?

In this case, it is better to completely reshuffle the situation and let the ancient order be destroyed and then rebuilt.

Destroy the order of the saints' teachings, and establish the order of heaven!

Yes, he was not capable enough. At this moment, Haotian admitted his failure and gave up his persistence.

He no longer thought about proving his ability to Daozu Hongjun. He realized that he couldn't do it.

After letting go of the pointless persistence, Haotian felt a reckless madness in his heart, as if he was ready to throw anything away.

The strong men from Heaven left with unhappy expressions, and a young girl was taken away by Haotian himself and returned to Heaven.

The disciples of Jiejiao returned victoriously. They called each other fellow Taoists and congratulated each other on their supernatural powers and magic weapons. They did not take the matter to heart.

Qingxuan glanced at Haotian and the other disciples of Jiejiao who were leaving, said goodbye to Tongtian, and left as well.

Only Tongtian was left standing alone in the void, with a deep gaze and silence.

"Ah~"

The figure then disappeared, leaving only a sigh lingering in the void, the emotions contained in it were complex and difficult to understand.