Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

In the North Sea, two figures appeared in an ordinary temple.

Qingxuan looked at the statue being worshipped, then looked at the empty thrones on both sides, then turned and left with Nuqing.

"Nu Qing, I have almost explained the Dao of Hun Yuan to you. Moreover, you have been with Long Ji and have already understood the Dao of Hun Yuan. Now, there is nothing that I need to teach you. You should go on your own path."

Qingxuan turned around and looked at his disciple Nuqing who was following behind him, and spoke.

The young woman withdrew her gaze from the back and was stunned for a moment, but she was not surprised.

"Disciple, please obey your master's orders."

The young woman bowed and left without any further delay.

Nu Qing undoubtedly had the shortest time as a master and apprentice.

But before I entered the door, I accompanied Long Ji and listened to her teachings a lot.

Now that Qingxuan is personally giving him guidance and supplementing his knowledge, he can just figure it out on his own from now on.

Compared to other people, there is already a path laid out under her feet, and this path itself even touches that threshold.

Qingxuan looked calm as he watched his last disciple transform into a beam of light and disappear into the distance.

Although I didn't gain much from the conversation with Jie Yin and Zhunti, I did gain something at least.

Given his current state, it is already difficult to gain a little bit.

"Walk around with me?"

Qingxuan suddenly spoke, turning his eyes to his side.

Beside Qingxuan, a figure stood there quietly, as if it had always been there, very naturally.

Qinglian glanced at Qingxuan and nodded slightly.

"Didn't Long Ji follow you?" Qingxuan looked behind Qinglian, and the little tail was gone.

"She went into seclusion to practice." Qinglian said casually.

Qingxuan nodded. It was most likely that Long Ji was captured by Qinglian and forced to go into seclusion. After all, this eldest disciple was not very diligent in his practice, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to go into seclusion to practice.

Qingxuan seldom restricted her, but Qinglian often took Long Ji to practice in seclusion.

"That Taoist priest Yang Mei, who travels in the ancient world, with his level of Taoism, I'm afraid he will be able to notice some clues." Qinglian said again.

"It doesn't matter. It makes no difference whether you can see it or not. It's only a matter of time anyway. Besides, things have come to a point now where the die is cast. We have no choice but to stick together." Qingxuan stretched and responded casually.

He was not surprised to see Taoist Yang Mei wandering in the ancient times.

Taoist Yangmei’s Taoism is not much weaker than theirs, it’s just that he can’t see the way forward for his own path.

Given his level of cultivation, if he still cannot see through some things in the ancient world at this point, it would be underestimating him too much.

Especially at this point in time, everything is right in front of us.

Taoist Yang Mei was wandering around in the prehistoric world, but he was actually trying to comprehend the great principles of the prehistoric world.

"Won't he think you're deceiving him then?" Qinglian blinked, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked.

"Why did I lie to him? I didn't say anything to him. It was Daoist Hongjun who was reminiscing with him. I wasn't even a bystander. If you blame me who wasn't there, it would be too unreasonable, right? If he wants to argue, he can go find Daoist Hongjun. What does it have to do with me?"

Qingxuan didn't care and said seriously.

When Qingxuan saw Taoist Yang Mei, there was one thing he was extremely sure of: there must be some things that Hongjun did not tell Yang Mei.

Specifically, Hongjun probably did not tell Taoist Yangmei about the axe light left by Pangu that ran through the entire ancient world.

Otherwise, Taoist Yangmei would definitely not stay in the prehistoric world, and it is even possible that he had a battle with Hongjun.

How could it be like now, actively fitting in with the ancient world and establishing a connection with the Way of Heaven?

Qinglian smiled but said nothing. To her it was just a casual remark.

Qinglian looked at the North Sea again. In her eyes, she could see the evolving Glazed Pure Land. Even the saint's cover-up could only cause some interference and could not completely cover up the aura.

"I'm afraid Haotian's goal will fail."

"Are you talking about Princess Longji from Heaven?"

Qinglian nodded and frowned. This name was very similar to Long Ji.

Qingxuan certainly knew that Princess Longji had entered the Conferred God Realm to experience the tribulation, but he did not delve into the specific reasons why she entered the tribulation.

The path that Haotian arranged for his daughter would naturally not be to go through the calamity of the Conferred Gods.

Unfortunately, the path he arranged had long since gone out of his control, and Long Ji was caught up in the calamity of the Conferred Gods and was listed on the Conferred God List.

As for what path Haotian originally arranged for his daughter? It was the Glazed Pure Land, but unfortunately, she could not get what she wanted, and was instead trapped in the calamity of the Conferred God and could not escape.

"I don't know which Taoist friend's hand was behind this, but the compromise between Haotian and the Western Church and the evolution of this Glazed Pure Land must have been noticed and implicated this Heavenly Princess."

Being a princess in heaven is such a high-risk job, as she always seems to be dragged into trouble.

What Haotian did was disliked by a certain Taoist friend, so he made a slight move to disrupt the path Haotian had paved for his daughter and led her into the Tribulation of the Conferred Gods.

As for who made the move, Qingxuan didn’t know. It’s not that he couldn’t know, but that he didn’t want to know. It had nothing to do with him anyway.

I'm afraid Haotian himself has his own doubts about his goals, but they are only one or two.

Moreover, Haotian could only swallow his anger and bear the loss in this matter, and there was nothing he could do.

Qingxuan remembered that this princess of heaven, Long Ji, not only fell into the calamity of being deified, but also had a tragic life. Not only was she deified after her death, but she also had a marriage with Hong Jin, and finally was given the title of Red Luan Star God.

"Hong Jin..."

Qingxuan raised his hand and did a brief calculation. On the surface, this person seemed to have no background, very ordinary, and even had no master background.

Such a person is actually related to the Princess of Heaven?

Thinking about the story of Yao Ji, she also married an ordinary man like Yang Tianyou.

No matter how you look at it, this is a warning to Haotian not to do anything tricky, the meaning is obvious.

The matter of the Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli had indeed touched their sore spot.

Qingxuan put down his hand and shook his head. This matter had nothing to do with him anyway.

While Qingxuan was deep in thought, Qinglian patted his shoulder and pressed it with his hand.

"Ok?"

Qingxuan looked at the person next to him in confusion.

Qinglian stared at Qingxuan, blinked, and said nothing.

Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything. Then he squatted down slightly and carried him on his back.

"Let's go, walk around, and visit a few fellow Taoists."

Qinglian had no objection to this. She didn't really care about such a trivial matter as where to go.

It was just that Qingxuan had a rare sense of urgency, but now he had calmed down, his mind was empty and quiet as still water.

Qingxuan took a step forward, and the two figures disappeared from there.

Qingxuan decided to go to the underworld first to see the evolution of the underground.

After that, I will go to Zixiao Palace to reminisce with fellow Taoist Hongjun and calculate the time. Maybe I can even serve as a witness for the two Taoists to prevent them from fighting and damaging the relationship.

Taoist Yangmei should be realizing it soon, and he must be very excited.

Somewhere in the ancient world, Taoist Yangmei was walking step by step between heaven and earth. At this moment, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and he faintly smelled a hint of danger.

"You old thief Hongjun, how dare you deceive me? There is such a thing hidden in the prehistoric world... You didn't even tell me, damn it!"