Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

The golden light penetrates the clouds and reflects the mountains and rivers. From a distance, it looks like passages connecting heaven and earth, leaving mottled light and shadow.

This is a majestic and majestic place, but unfortunately the mountains and rivers reflected in it are in devastation, and everything is broken into pieces as far as the eye can see.

On the top of the broken Mount Sumeru, a golden lotus platform hung in mid-air, with two figures sitting on it.

The long flute sound came out, but it was very ordinary. There was neither any vision manifested nor any Taoist rhyme.

It just reverberates purely and rhythmically, and dissipates between heaven and earth without any ripples.

The bamboo flute in Qingxuan's hand was made from a section of bitter bamboo, the top innate spiritual root, but at the moment he was playing it without injecting even a trace of mana.

Overlooking the mountains and rivers, looking up at the sky, the bamboo flute at the mouth is playing casually.

Qinglian was still sitting very upright. She was not enlightening and practicing at this moment, nor was she looking at the "beautiful scenery" he mentioned like Qingxuan did.

The corner of his eye was looking at Qingxuan without saying a word.

She didn't quite understand Qingxuan's thoughts. How majestic was the scene in front of her?

With their level of cultivation, it is just an ordinary scene that can be created in a single thought. There is really nothing mysterious about it, so how can it be worth immersing in it?

If you really like it, you can make it more full of the rhythm of the avenue at will, and you can watch it to your heart's content.

But Qingxuan never likes to do this.

Qinglian is not very interested in the scenery that Qingxuan talks about. What's so good about the mere beauty? You can see the essence of it at a glance, and there is no mystery at all.

However, Qinglian never refused when Qingxuan pulled her to do these things.

She was even more interested in Qingxuan's wonderful state of mind at this time. It was empty and quiet, but not empty and void. It was completely different from the emptiness that she had when she was enlightened and had no ego or thoughts.

She always felt that the ethereal feeling emanating from Qingxuan at this time was more fulfilling and calming.

It is not the emptiness created by absolute "nothing", but the peace that appears because it contains everything.

One is empty, the other contains thousands.

She liked the feeling that Qingxuan himself said was a "salted fish" state of mind, but she could never figure out the mystery behind it.

Moreover, Qingxuan said that she always looks at it from the perspective of enlightenment. She may understand it one day, but she will not really understand it.

This made her a little unconvinced. Could she not understand it?

Qinglian didn't speak. She looked at the person leaning next to her out of the corner of her eye and realized the peace. It seemed that this feeling was quite good.

In Qinglian's view, Qingxuan's desires are complex but shallow, and they are always easily satisfied.

I don't have as many ideas as Qingxuan, but my persistence in the avenue is definitely much deeper than Qingxuan's.

The sound of the flute stopped, but the previous scene had dissipated.

Qinglian frowned, glanced at the sky, raised her hand, and the power of the avenue flowed between her palms.

However, Qingxuan grabbed his hand and stopped him. Don't do such a meaningless thing.

Sure enough, Qinglian didn't understand anything about romance, poetry, and the like. After all, emotions such as sentimentality had nothing to do with innate sanctity.

It's good to enjoy such a state of mind occasionally. He always feels that everything is amiable, which makes him often fall into a state similar to the unity of nature and man.

In the dark, he always felt that he had caught something, but he couldn't fully understand it.

But no matter what, seeing Qinglian's rare confused expression made her feel very good.

Qinglian's slender eyebrows were slightly raised, Qingxuan quickly restrained his mind. Some people, even if they don't understand, will become angry.

Instead of looking at Qinglian, Qingxuan stood up and looked towards the east.

Some of the previous scenes were reflected in their eyes through the Dao's induction, allowing him and Qinglian to see some of the situations of the three clans.

At the same time, I also know that the three tribes have completely come to an end, and the ancient world will usher in peace and a new era.

Those guys from the three tribes actually did things that defied nature one by one. Qingxuan thought about it, shouting "man will conquer heaven", "God will let me prosper, God will go against me and cause him to perish", and he would kill them at every turn. God, shouldn't this be something that the time traveler protagonist in the novel would do?

Of course, although Qingxuan is also a time traveler, he has no intention of becoming a man who defies nature.

Without the halo of the protagonist, the three tribes dared to act like this. It was simply too long to live. It would be a good thing if the law of heaven did not kill them.

However, Qingxuan is a little curious about whether Tiandao has self-awareness, the outcome of the three clans, and whether Hongjun intervened.

In any case, the turmoil in the ancient world has completely subsided, and the changes in the world are continuing.

Qingxuan waited for a long time, but there was still no sound of Hongjun's voice in heaven and earth. This was somewhat different from what he knew.

Didn’t Hongjun become a saint after the battle between Tao and Demon, and then opened the Zixiao Palace to preach?

But now there was no movement at all. He could only sense the continuous changes in the wilderness that never stopped for a moment.

In the past, Dao Dao was a cold queen. Even if they were innately sacred and beloved by heaven and earth, Dao Dao was actually unwilling to pay attention to them, leaving only their unreachable backs for them to pursue.

But now, this world seems to be much closer to them, and they even have a feeling of being favored, no longer so far away.

This feeling is extremely obvious. There seems to be a light on the road ahead, leading them forward.

At the same time, the majestic destiny that the three clans had gathered in the past escaped and returned to the world. It seemed that the destiny of heaven and earth was gathering on its own in their hands, giving him the feeling that heaven and earth were all working together.

Practicing and enlightening in such a state, getting twice the result with half the effort is not enough to describe it. Is this because God is eager to push them onto the stage of the times and is giving them a small start?

Qingxuan didn't know whether it was only himself and Qinglian who had a lot of merits and virtues who enjoyed such treatment, or whether all innate saints were like this.

He guessed it was probably the latter.

The fate of heaven and earth is too mysterious. As Daluo, they still cannot touch its existence, but can only vaguely detect its flow.

For them, this is something that can still be described as illusory.

"It doesn't seem like it's right now. Anyway, we happen to have a lot of things to do, so let's stay in Mount Sumeru for a while."

Qingxuan said to the person beside him, Qinglian nodded and had no objection to this.

Mount Sumeru was destroyed, and it was no longer a paradise. The two of them had no intention of continuing to clean up the mess.

Because it is too troublesome, it must be time-consuming and labor-intensive, because it involves the foundation of the earth's veins, and it is not easy to sort out and repair.

Once you intervene, it may be difficult to get out at that time. It is better to choose not to participate in the first place.

The reason why they stay here is more because this is Rahu's dojo, the five wall-mounted battlefields of life and death.

They obtained Rahu's [Tao Heart Demon Seed] method from the twelfth-grade black lotus. This is not only a magical power, but also a method that leads to a path.

Although I don't plan to practice like this, I will definitely gain a lot from understanding it. Mount Sumeru is the best place.

Qingxuan really wanted to compare Hongjun's method of killing three corpses with this [Tao Heart Seed Demon], compare and contrast, and see the differences and similarities between the two.

The road always leads to the same destination through different paths, so we should be able to see a lot of things.

At the same time, there are remnants of other people's Taoism here. It is also a kind of practice to understand their Taoism to verify one's own Taoism.

Therefore, even if this is not a paradise, they still plan to stay for a while.

At the same time, they also have to spend time refining the spiritual treasures they just obtained. There are as many as four pieces, including two innate treasures.

The Qiankun Cauldron is more compatible with Qinglian, the God-killing Spear is refined by Qingxuan, as is the twelfth-grade Black Lotus, and the plain-colored Cloud Realm Flag is held by Qinglian.

Anyway, the spiritual treasures of the two of them are often the same as sharing.

Refining spiritual treasures and understanding the great ways within them can yield considerable gains.

In particular, these spiritual treasures are consistent with their origins, and their benefits to them needless to say.

In the wild world, time is the most worthless thing.

The withdrawal of the three tribes left the world of the ancient world silent for a long time, and then gradually became lively with the birth of an innate divine being to walk the ancient world.