Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

After bidding farewell to Nuwa and returning to his dojo, Qingxuan asked Tianhu and other disciples to disperse.

Several people have gained something more or less during this trip. Except for Long Ji, they all need to retreat to digest the best.

Qinglian sits quietly aside, dressed in green clothes, ethereal and clear, as if she is detached from the world, not in the world of mortals, and independent from the world.

He was stroking an exquisite little clay figurine in his hand, with a calm expression and cold eyes.

Qingxuan said nothing, just watched quietly, while the disciple behind him lay on the futon and fell asleep.

Seeing Qinglian looking at her, Qingxuan nodded.

"No need to worry, I have everything."

Qinglian frowned and glanced at Qingxuan with some suspicion in her eyes.

"What about you?"

Although Nuwa made several dolls, they were all prepared for Qinglian.

"I don't need to be like this. You know, I just want to accompany you for a while."

Qinglian stared at Qingxuan for a long time, and finally nodded.

She could clearly see what Qingxuan was thinking, but she didn't say anything.

Qingxuan had rare worries in her heart. She was worried about many accidents that seemed impossible to her. If she insisted on doing so, she would not say anything.

Qinglian looked at the sleepy Long Ji again, Qingxuan raised her hand and tapped the latter's dragon horn.

"I can handle it. Now it's no better than we were back then, and there's no more danger in the chaos."

The most powerful remaining Chaos Demon God, Taoist Shi, was suppressed by Hongjun. Now the only known real Chaos Demon God is Taoist Yang Mei.

Even if Taoist Yang Mei can recover from his injuries and regain his former strength, Qingxuan will not be afraid and can face it alone.

Qinglian went into seclusion, and Qingxuan sat quietly in the dojo, wandering in the void.

During this period, Hou Tu came to visit him, and what he did was obviously a matter for the witch clan.

It seemed that everything was taken care of, and Hou Tu returned to the underworld without staying too long.

Following Fu Xi, Zhen Yuanzi, a great supernatural power, finally took the path of creation and harmony, using his own innate spiritual treasures as the foundation to evolve and realize the great path.

Unlike Fuxi, who had a saintly sister like Nuwa who personally took action to cover up his Qi, Zhen Yuanzi made a much bigger noise, attracting many people with great supernatural powers who still exist in the ancient world to observe.

Qingxuan never went there. The only time he went out was to the human realm.

The Yellow Emperor's meritorious deeds were complete, the destiny of the human race was at its peak, and the general trend was achieved.

After that, the Yellow Emperor abdicated, and Shaohao and Zhuanxu succeeded to the throne of the Human Emperor. The Kongtong Seal, a rare treasure of luck, condensed majestic luck, was nurtured by the general trend, and finally took shape.

And with this completely formed Kongtong Seal, Zhuanxu did an incredible thing.

Not only Qingxuan, but also several saints and many great supernatural powers were all drawn to the human realm.

Fortunately, no one intervened in the end. Only the acquiescence of several saints and the support of powerful beings involved in the human race made Zhuanxu's mission successful.

Jedi Tiantong!

Of course, it is not the separation of heaven and earth, the severing of immortals and gods, the retreat of the avenue, and the dispersion of spiritual energy as understood by later generations. It has nothing to do with the so-called Dharma Ending Age.

This ultimate heavenly power is actually based on the treasure of Kongtong Seal, and uses luck to make a fuss, trying to differentiate between immortals and mortals.

It strengthens the role of luck, involves cause and effect, and uses the luck of hundreds of millions of ordinary creatures to limit practitioners. This is its purpose.

In the past, the luck of luck can lead to the convergence of the general trend of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth all work together.

Although there is talk of luck backlash, it is not actually obvious.

Zhuanxu's borrowing of the supreme treasure Kongtong Seal greatly changed this point. Even Daluo Jinxian could not escape the involvement of cause and effect.

With the gathering of boundless luck, even an ordinary person can be protected, so that the great Luo people dare not act rashly and are prone to disasters such as the backlash of luck.

The strengthened power of luck prevents practitioners from arbitrarily interfering with ordinary people. This is a way for practitioners to differentiate between immortals and mortals.

After such a long period of development, the human race itself has many practitioners.

In the past, these successful practitioners were the cornerstone of the human race, the pillars of the human race, supporting the heaven of the human race.

But when the human race ushered in its heyday, the existence of practitioners was no longer just beneficial to the human race as a whole.

Moreover, the conflicts between practitioners and mortals have become increasingly prominent. Practitioners have gradually separated themselves from mortals, becoming aloof and not falling into the mortal world.

Power belongs to oneself. Personal strength can defeat numbers. One person's words can determine the future of a clan. For a clan, it is often a shackle.

After Zhuanxu did this, a line was drawn between cultivators and ordinary people. Whether it was directed at or unintentionally involved non-practitioners, one must think twice about it.

Especially when the fate of the ethnic group is gathered firmly and flows in an orderly manner.

In other words, if there is peace and prosperity and luck is prosperous, then the gods, gods, demons and evil spirits will all be in trouble, and no one dares to go against the trend.

It's really a great effort and courage, but it only takes the right time, place and people to make it happen.

Qingxuan made some calculations and discovered that the upgrading within the human race has accelerated as a result. The practitioners are gradually moving away from the core of secular power, and the practitioners are gradually becoming outsiders.

From the young monks who have just entered the path, to the Daluo Jinxian and even the quasi-sage, no one can escape the influence.

The prosperous ethnic destiny of the human race, coupled with the most precious treasure of luck, the Kongtong Seal, has created a unique human order in the human domain, covering the human area and many ethnic groups closely involved with the human race.

The embryonic form of humanity has emerged, and the human race has already won some of the leading roles in the world and has become a vague representative of humanity.

The general trend is like a surging river, and some people will be involved in it. How many people can truly transcend the general trend?

Qing Xuan sat quietly in the cave, instructing Long Ji on her practice, and quietly waited for Qing Lian to come out of seclusion.

The sage Nuwa is hidden in the cave and is not visible to the outside world.

Taiqing was in charge of furnace fire, refining elixirs, and did not care about foreign affairs. Even all the chores were left to his only direct disciple, Xuandu.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, Yu Qingyuanshi sat on the Taoist platform, looking back from the sky, silent.

Above the East China Sea, the Jiejiao Taoist Temple is visited by thousands of immortals. It is lively and prosperous, not inferior to the world of mortals. The luck is mixed, but it is also unstoppable.

With Qingxuan Dekong personally guiding the practice, Long Ji didn't show any signs of laziness, and she quietly retreated to realize the Tao.

Qingxuan threw a spirit fruit casually, and it was sucked by Gu Huan and fell into his mouth. It was equivalent to the perfection of Daluo. It also had the body of an indestructible ferocious beast and innate magical powers. Ordinary quasi-sages are no match for him either.

At this time, Qingxuan's eyes suddenly turned to the side, and in a flash, he appeared in the Qinglian retreat place.

The green lotus stands in the heavens, entwining the chaos, flowing with the rhythm of Taoism, and evolving into all kinds of mysteries.

At this moment, the rhyme of the Tao fades away, the great road converges, the lotus changes from reality to emptiness, many visions gradually return to silence, and the mysterious appears in the ordinary.

A petite figure curled up in the lotus platform, sleeping quietly.

Qingxuan's eyes brightened slightly, and he took one step closer.