Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

At the same time, on the long river of time, two figures swam upstream, walking through time at a leisurely pace.

Qingxuan looked back, smiled, and then glanced at the person next to him.

Beside Qingxuan, there was a burly figure. He withdrew his gaze from behind, curled his lips, and looked at Qingxuan with a squint.

"Why? Are you very proud?"

Qing Xuan nodded very honestly: "Of course."

"Ha~"

"I said you should tell Qinglian. She can't trust you."

Pangu remained silent and did not refute.

Qinglian and he do share the same origin, but it is obvious that Qinglian does not trust him.

In other words, Qinglian doesn't trust anyone at all, and even the concept of trust does not exist for her.

But the guy next to me is an exception.

Qingxuan looked at the silent Pangu and was in a good mood.

Although when he vaguely touched that ray of opportunity, he had a premonition that Pangu would appear in front of him again.

But Qingxuan was still a little surprised when this guy showed up without any warning. He came faster than he expected.

"You're not going to ask me anything?"

"Will it be useful to ask?"

Pangu grinned: "It's useless."

"Then why am I asking?"

"You have made progress. I thought you would ask me, like last time, why I gave this fortune and opportunity to you instead of Qinglian." Pangu laughed.

What he was talking about was the time when he gave the measuring ruler to Qingxuan when they first met.

Qing Xuan shook his head: "Because this opportunity and destiny are useless to Qing Lian, this should be my path."

Qingxuan actually had an idea a long time ago, which was to go against the long river of time and see where it ended.

The Dao of the ancient world has evolved from nothing to the present day. For Qingxuan, if he could fully comprehend its reverse evolution process once, it would be his best reference.

But he never did so, because the years he had experienced did not require it.

And the long river of time before that was too close to the source, and there were too many variables, especially at the end, and even before the end.

It was not until now, when Pangu said he would give him an opportunity, that he officially set foot in this place.

The opportunity Pangu mentioned was to take him back in time.

From this, Qingxuan became more certain of one thing, that he must have really touched that ray of opportunity, otherwise this guy would not have appeared.

The reason why he let Qinglian stay instead of going with him was that he left himself a way out.

This is his path, which is useless to Qinglian. Following the evolution of heaven and earth from nothing to something is Qinglian's way of comprehension. To comprehend in reverse is what Qingxuan needs.

There was no need for Qinglian to come along, but rather she should stay in the "present" and serve as an anchor for him so that he would not get lost, and could also help him if anything unexpected happened.

Should I say that I don’t trust Pangu that much?

That’s not the case, but such existence cannot be judged based on whether or not we trust human nature.

Pangu looked at Qingxuan and said nothing more. His figure gradually dissipated and disappeared.

Qingxuan didn't care about it. He could feel that he now had a sense of being integrated into the long river of time and was not rejected by the long river of time. This was the power left by Pangu that concealed his aura.

The long river of time is one of the most fundamental pillars of the existence of the great world. Because of its existence, there is the past and the present, the past and the future. It is one of the foundations for the establishment of all order in the great world.

Once the river of time is disrupted, order may fall into chaos or even collapse.

For this reason, the long river of time has always been a forbidden area in the ancient world, suppressed by Pangu's power.

Theoretically, Daluo can travel through the long river of time, and he indeed has the strength to do so, but in reality, Daluo rarely sets foot in the long river of time. They can withstand the erosion of the power of time itself, but cannot withstand the suppressive power of Pangu.

Qingxuan went upstream step by step. The last time he fought with Taoist Shichen, he also went upstream, but he still stayed in that short period of time, not daring to move rashly and disturb the power of time.

Qingxuan didn't walk fast. He was sensing the changes in the world itself and the reverse perception of evolution.

His figure gradually merged into time, and as his footsteps passed, there were endless years in the prehistoric world, and the aura on Qingxuan's body also changed accordingly.

It is impossible to remember the years, in the rolling tide, Qing Xuan's vague figure traces the traces left by evolution, going further and further away.

Finally, Qingxuan stopped. For him, this was a dividing point.

Going further back, there is no history of his existence.

A projection fell, and Qingxuan was like an invisible ghost, walking between heaven and earth, transcending time and not in the present moment.

Mount Buzhou holds up the sky, and its unshakable mighty power suppresses the wilderness and stabilizes heaven and earth.

Qingxuan felt a little dazed as he looked at the scene that lingered in his distant memory.

Landing on the hillside of Mount Buzhou, he entered the place of supreme fortune shrouded by the innate formation, and saw the green lotus standing in the Three Lights Divine Pool. Qingxuan's eyes were gentle.

The green fairy lotus is surrounded by chaotic energy and permeated with the power of creation. As it sways, endless laws of the great way are dropped, as if the heavens are evolving in it and all things are born within it.

The time point where Qingxuan's projection stood was exactly where the dividing line was.

In front of him, among the twenty-four blue lotus flowers, only one was in bloom.

The next moment, behind him, stood twin lotus flowers, but one was full and round, full of spirituality, like a flawless work of art, while the other one was obviously much weaker and was in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up no matter how hard it was knocked.

Qingxuan knew that it was himself. When his consciousness had just arrived in this ancient world, Qinglian separated part of its origin for him, which led to his birth.

Before that, there was no Qingxuan, only an ignorant twenty-four-grade green lotus of creation.

Walking up to the green lotus, Qingxuan raised his hand and touched the flawless lotus, but his hand did not touch anything.

Because what he had at this moment was just a non-existent projection, not a real arrival, and he didn't want to cause any abnormal movement in the long river of time.

Pangu only concealed his breath, allowing him to walk in the long river of time in a non-existent form, tracing back the process from the creation to the evolution of the heaven and earth, and observing the reverse evolution from nothing to something.

After looking at the green fairy lotus again, Qingxuan did not stop. He crossed the dividing line and continued to walk towards the more distant past.

As soon as he took a step forward, Qingxuan felt the changes. That was a world he had never touched before. There was no trace of his existence. Similarly, the evolution of the world had never left any trace on him.

Qingxuan's pace slowed down, and traces of the evolution of the Great Dao were imprinted on his body. Qingxuan's aura was changing every moment, becoming more and more vast and ancient. The Great Dao became more and more simple and authentic, closer to the origin, and the world became more and more empty, close to nothingness.

Qingxuan witnessed the birth of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes, the outbreak of the ferocious beast tribe, and also vaguely saw the figures of Hongjun and Luohou, as well as the alternative revival of Yang Mei and others.

In Qingxuan's eyes, the scenes of heaven and earth evolved in reverse, living things came into being and disappeared, the six directions were not divided, the five elements were mixed, yin and yang became one, the clear and turbid were mixed, and the Tao was not yet born.

Qingxuan stopped again and stood in the void. The infinity of heaven and earth was right before his eyes. The long river of time was almost coming to an end. Going further, there would be no more long river of time. That was Qingxuan's destination.