Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Qingxuan retracted his fingers, and a ball of spiritual light flashed between his fingers, changing constantly, but clear as water. It only had spirituality, but no Taoist rhyme.

This is the spiritual light that was stripped away from the innate gourd vine, while its main body has retained everything of it and remains in its original place.

Qingxuan asked Long Ji to take the body of the innate gourd vine and plant it deep in the Lotus Sky, using fertile soil as the soil and watering it with the Three Lights Divine Water to restore its source that had been lost in the process of nurturing the Dao Fruit.

Since I have become his last disciple, my treatment will naturally change. After all, there are differences between close and distant relatives.

Even though his disciples were just registered disciples, he never treated them unfairly.

Qingxuan felt that, as a master, he should be considered qualified.

He will not haggle with his disciples. As an elder, he needs to be broad-minded. He can understand and educate the younger generations who are ignorant and guide them to respect teachers.

Although this Xiantian Gourd Vine is an existence equal to them, who made it come into the world later? If they were of the same generation, then they would have to settle accounts carefully.

The spiritual light of the innate gourd vine is shrouded in seven colors, hazy and pure like a newborn baby.

Without the majestic origin, all traces of the great way were stripped away by Qingxuan, and remained intact in the body, making the spiritual light like a blank sheet of paper.

However, the texture of this piece of white paper is top-notch. The ordinary qualifications that Qingxuan mentioned were based on the innate sacredness that was born with the Tao as a reference.

The rhyme of Tao permeates Qingxuan's body, the great Dao flows, and the sound of Tao utters from his mouth, which is in harmony with heaven and earth, enlightening him and helping him to truly nurture himself from within his spirituality.

After all, it is the spirituality of the top-level innate spiritual roots, and it is not easy to enlighten them.

Even if it is separated from the original body, the shackles of the spiritual root's existence form are still not something that ordinary people can break.

If it weren't for the fact that it was really inconvenient to trouble others, Qingxuan would have wanted to ask fellow Taoist Nuwa for help. In this regard, Nuwa's great way would be more effective.

Even Qinglian might be better at enlightenment than him, but Qinglian was not interested and unwilling to help, so Qingxuan was not in a position to speak, and at most he would just have to spend a little more energy.

Qingxuan sat on a cushion, with strands of the power of the Great Dao surrounding him.

The woman in green turned a deaf ear to this and just leaned lazily behind him. The two of them each went about their own business, yet they were extremely harmonious. They were doing completely unrelated things, and it didn't seem at all awkward.

Long Ji opened her golden dragon eyes wide and looked at the flashing light, raised her hand and poked it, being quite cautious.

The Xiantian Gourd Vine is the one she is most familiar with. Although she is not very satisfied with the Dao Fruit matter, the identity of the Xiantian Gourd Vine has changed now.

Will I be unable to ask the Xiantian Gourd Vine to help me in the future? Long Ji pondered in her mind.

However, this thought was fleeting. Long Ji shook her head and thought that her junior brothers and sisters should listen to the elder sister. The little gourd vine could still help her.

Moreover, Hulu Teng is much smarter than Junior Brother Jin Peng and others, and is as sensible as Gu Hou.

The spiritual light of the innate gourd vine trembled instinctively. It noticed the scorching gaze next to it. The full expectation in the clear golden pupil made it feel the heaviness of a mountain.

It knew very well how this little ancestor usually commanded his junior fellow apprentice.

He has reached the Hunyuan realm now, but he doesn't look like a great Hunyuan master. No wonder he has not grown taller.

On the other side, Tianhu Jinpeng and a few others were gathered together. As soon as the eldest sister Long Ji finished a paragraph of her sermon, she was taken away by the master, and then she took the gourd vine with her to plant.

The eldest sister told them that this was their younger sister, the master's last disciple.

Kong Xuan and the others were quite surprised that the master would accept another disciple.

They all knew what kind of person their master was. Many creatures in the ancient times wanted to become disciples of Qingqiu, but their master had never established a sect, nor had he ever expressed his willingness to accept disciples. So Wuzhiqi was directly thrown to Jinpeng for teaching.

They once thought that the master would no longer accept disciples, but they never thought that they would have a little junior sister.

However, when they realized that this new junior sister was the innate gourd vine who had been with the senior sister Long Ji for many years, they felt relieved.

This spiritual gourd vine is indeed unique and has an amazing origin.

But they never thought that this gourd vine would really take shape one day.

Tianhu and Kong Xuan felt the pressure. With the background of this little junior sister, it might not take long for her to suppress their senior brothers. Especially since this gourd vine had been with the senior sister for so long, who knew if her personality would be the same as hers.

If this is true, they, as senior brothers, will lose face. How to maintain their dignity as senior brothers is a big problem.

It's not shameful to be suppressed by the eldest sister. After all, she is the eldest sister, and it is reasonable.

But if I am suppressed by Junior Sister again, it will not be good if the news gets out.

Seeing Jin Peng so happy, Kong Xuan was speechless. Did he think that he was finally not the youngest anymore? Could he be the senior brother?

Don’t you even look at the background of this master’s last disciple? He is the most similar person to their two masters in the prehistoric world.

"Jin Peng, if you don't work harder, you will have to have another senior sister in the future." Kong Xuan hit his younger brother without any hesitation.

"???"

Jin Peng looked at his elder brother in confusion. His master's disciples did not make such a clear distinction between personal succession and name registration. He was the first to join the sect, so how come he had an extra senior sister?

Kong Xuan looked at the senior sister Long Ji in the distance, and decided to give his younger brother some advice. He whispered to himself, "This little junior sister has been with the senior sister for so long. Do you think her personality will be like the senior sister's?"

Jin Peng was silent. He wanted to say it was impossible, but what did his master say? A man who keeps company with ink will become black. No, that's wrong. A man who keeps company with vermilion will become red.

Jin Peng's expression also became serious. He also felt that his senior brother's authority was crumbling.

No, this is his last chance. Being a closed disciple means that he will no longer have fellow disciples. It seems that he must hurry up and practice in seclusion.

Wuzhiqi was unable to understand the feelings of his master and two uncles. He was in a very peaceful state of mind now. He was now a man who had seen the world.

He had seen all the saints in the ancient times at once, the most powerful one among the disciples of the saint sect, and he had called them "uncle master" one by one. He was no longer the casual cultivator who occupied a small piece of land and called himself the king of the mountain.

It’s just a new junior uncle, it’s not a big deal, he is a junior anyway, having one more junior uncle means more support, it’s a good thing.

He didn't understand why his master and uncles looked so serious. Based on his understanding of the Qingqiu lineage, the internal harmony of Qingqiu was quite harmonious, because the master hated intrigue within the sect the most.

Wuzhiqi practiced the [Eight-Nine Profound Art] silently. The aura on his body kept changing, flowing out different Taoist rhymes.

Now, he has mastered the [Eight-Nine Profound Art], and his own foundation has become more powerful.

No wonder everyone wants to become a disciple of a saint. This kind of Taoist inheritance cannot be compared with the fortune gained through hard work. Not only does it suit him, it also makes him feel clearly that he is getting stronger.

Now, at the same level of cultivation, he is confident that he can beat three of his former selves.

There is a big difference between having a top-level Taoist inheritance or not.

I heard from my master that the grandmaster gave the [Eight-Nine Profound Art] to the Chan Sect, and that there would be a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect who would practice this method just like him, and that the other party was a son of destiny blessed by the great power of heaven and earth.

This method can be given to anyone at will.

Of course, what really affected him was that his master Jin Peng threatened him that if he failed to become the number one disciple of the second generation, he would fight him for another three hundred rounds.

Why don't you become the first disciple of your generation? Wuzhiqi thought.

However, Wuzhiqi did not refute his master. The first disciple of the second generation? What's the difficulty?

So what if he was in a great position? He didn't think he was worse than others.

His goal is not to be the number one disciple of the second generation. He has no interest in bullying others.

The arrogance in Wuzhiqi's bones has not been eliminated, it's just that it has become more restrained now.