Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

On the long river of time, a green lotus blooms and floats downstream like a lotus boat.

A man in blue sat lazily in the middle, his eyes slightly closed, the aura around him becoming quiet, almost non-existent.

The figure sitting cross-legged at the source looked at the green lotus floating downstream, his eyes twitched, he raised his hand and waved, a ripple spread over, directly blew it away and disappeared from his sight.

He seems to be leisurely and needs to be cleaned up. It's better to out of sight out of mind.

"..."

Qing Xuan was very depressed. He was on his way to take a break. Who did he offend? This old plate actually flew away from him.

He didn't know how long he stayed in that damn place. It was such a dead silent place, which was really boring. Meditation and enlightenment made him feel a little tired.

Considering the fluctuation of my own aura, I should make some adjustments.

But now he realized that he had missed his stop. This was not the point where he entered the long river of time. He was blown downstream, with a difference of at least two or three hundred years.

Although, compared to an existence like him, two or three hundred years is actually so short that it can be ignored.

The green lotus dissipated, Qingxuan stood on the long river of time, raised his hand and calculated, well, it didn't matter.

He straightened his clothes, and the dead air on his body dissipated, and the indifference in his eyes also disappeared, just like the earth returning to life in spring after a cold winter, warm and peaceful again, just as before.

Qingxuan took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the long river of time. The scene in his eyes changed, and there was a slight error in time, but it was still this place.

At the same time, a pair of eyes opened and looked at him. Qingxuan smiled and his heart became calmer.

"Master."

Below, a small silver-white head popped out, and Long Ji, the eldest disciple who was giving Gu Hou a bath, came over.

Qingxuan looked around but did not see the figure of his closed disciple Nuqing, but with a slight sense, he knew her whereabouts.

It seems that during the time he was away, this last disciple finally learned from his mistakes and became more courageous. He practiced much harder and his speed of practice also increased a lot, which made his guidance worthwhile.

After touching Long Ji's head that came closer to him, Qingxuan walked to Qinglian and sat down, breathing a sigh of relief.

Although his way of cultivation was close to nothingness, he himself did not like nothingness. The empty chaos wore away his humanity and was boring and uninteresting.

Qinglian stared at Qingxuan, frowned, and after looking him up and down, she looked away without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Qingxuan stretched out one hand, and the power of the Dao surged in the palm of his hand, evolving various laws of the Dao. It vaguely condensed into figures standing among them, filled with different Dao rhymes.

"I was invited by someone to visit his collection. It took me some time, but his taste is average. The place is not really interesting, and you may not like it either."

Qinglian turned his gaze to the Dao rhyme that Qingxuan simulated with the power of the Dao. His eyes lit up slightly, and Dao runes appeared one after another, deducing the Dao.

Finally, Qinglian nodded: "The great ways of the Chaos Demon Gods all have their own mysteries, but for us, they are no longer worth comprehending. They are not as good as you and me."

She said this as a matter of course, not arrogantly, she was just stating a fact.

She had fought head-on with Taoist Yangmei, and after Taoist Yangmei recovered, his strength was even stronger than those Chaos Demons who were "conquered" by Pangu.

Taoist Yang Mei was also unable to defeat her. She had a clear enough judgment of the strength of these Chaos Demon Gods and was not very interested in comprehending them.

What's more, their path to Hunyuan is very different from the Hunyuan state that the Chaos Demon God was born with.

At this stage, there are not many people who can serve as references.

Qingxuan nodded, dissipated the Taoist aura in his hand, moved his position, and leaned behind Qinglian. He didn't say much, just closed his eyes and rested.

At the same time, he was also deducing the changes in the general situation of heaven and earth during the time he was away.

Qinglian has never cared about these things and probably won't pay too much attention to them, so there is no need for him to ask.

Anyway, he has the final say on such trivial matters.

During the dark times, Daxia was buried into history. Dynasties changed and Dashang was established. Later, the capital was moved to the present capital city of Chaoge. In a blink of an eye, Dashang already had hundreds of years of history.

Is it this time already?

The coin thrown by Hongjun is about to fall to the ground. The matter of conferring gods will be soon.

During these days, the prehistoric land was not too peaceful. As the matter of deifying spread among the upper-level cultivators, the situation became much more complicated.

The closer the time gets, the more nervous the person who is destined to be calamity will feel.

The intertwined auras of the saints have thrown the mysteries of heaven into chaos, with the flow of luck and trends mixed in, making it obscure and difficult to understand.

Huh? Qing Xuan's heart moved slightly, and he was quite surprised. He found that the two Taoist friends from the Western Sect seemed to be doing something interesting.

Evolving the Pure Land, is it intended to create several alternative people who have attained enlightenment in one fell swoop?

As expected, these two fellow Taoists are still positive and enterprising. They have a heart that yearns for progress, are willing to delve into research, and are willing to work hard. Not bad.

Moreover, what the Western Cult did was quite like a move of sacrificing the chariot to save the king. It was very decisive and courageous, and it actually attracted the little golden crow Lu Ya.

Yi chased after Lu Ya, but to no avail. After hundreds of years, he finally lost him. It turned out that this guy hid in the Western Religion and was protected by the Western Religion.

The witch clan was not good at deduction, and they were deceived in the end.

Not only Jinwu, the Western Church has also recruited many strong people, which is quite interesting.

It’s a pity that Lu Ya’s cultivation level is a little low.

He did see some of the plans of the two fellow Taoists from the Western Church, but he had no intention of interfering.

For Qingxuan, fellow Taoists who are willing to study and do practical things are the most popular.

As for the right and wrong of this, let us discuss it among fellow Taoists.

In order to seek the truth, the innate sacred beings will do whatever it takes to achieve the truth.

What surprised Qingxuan a little was that he vaguely saw the figure of a fellow Taoist among them, Dong Mugong.

This former leader of the male immortals returned to heaven after his resurrection.

Zhunti and Jieying, do you really intend to compete with the Three Pure Ones in this eastern land?

“Absorbing the thoughts of all living beings to evolve the Pure Land is indeed somewhat mysterious, but the possibility of suffering backlash from the power of all living beings is also greater. It is indeed an unorthodox path. As a saint of the Heavenly Dao, you want to be contaminated by the power of humanity. The Great Dao cannot be free.” Qinglian spoke calmly and commented on this.

"They already share the same fate with the Way of Heaven, and to them, it makes no difference if it is related to the Way of Humanity. They don't care about it."

"You have many creditors, so you are not worried?"

"That's right." Qing Xuan paused and continued, "Besides, the boundaries between the three paths are not that clear. The coexistence of heaven, earth, and man is the general trend. This is not bad, especially when that time comes... Hehe, then the two Taoist friends can do more work and take on more responsibilities."

Qinglian's eyes turned slightly, he glanced at Qingxuan out of the corner of his eye, and remained silent.