Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Qingxuan left Zixiao Palace directly and calculated the time. It was time to go home and prepare lunch for Qinglian.

As for the matter of becoming a god, do I need to take the initiative to do anything now? No, I don't need to.

The affairs of Zixiao Palace undoubtedly have a huge impact on the ancient world and all living beings.

But precisely because it is so high-level, few people know about it.

It is impossible for a group of saints to publicize this matter everywhere, and they even have to keep silent about it to their own disciples.

After all, knowing more is not necessarily better.

They are not saints who are not affected by cause and effect. Knowing this will cause them to be entangled in cause and effect, which will increase risks and do more harm than good.

At most, it's just various hints.

In addition, when you know that you cannot avoid it, being timid is not the choice of a saint. Rather than being passive, you should seize the initiative into your own hands, each relying on their own means.

The real undercurrent will cause waves in places invisible to sentient beings.

Qingxuan was not worried about his disciples, let alone Tianhu. He just asked Long Ji to look after Kong Xuan and Jin Peng.

By the way, Dijiang still owes me money. He is my good employee.

Qingxuan returned to Shangqiu as if nothing had happened.

In the small courtyard, Qinglian sat on the swing and asked Longji to help push the swing.

Uh... Why does this picture always feel wrong? It will make people misunderstand that bullying has occurred, after all, Long Ji looks small and short.

Forget it, as long as they are happy, Qingxuan turned and went into the kitchen.

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Unlike Qingxuan's leisurely and calm demeanor, even Nuwa, who had been watching the fun from almost the beginning to the end, felt a little distressed.

Fortunately, she turned around and threw her troubles to her brother Fuxi.

It is true that she is the Holy Mother of the human race, but Fuxi is still the Emperor of the human race. It is good to have an elder brother at a time like this.

Taiqing returned to his own dojo. Because he was a taciturn person, even his direct disciple Xuandu did not notice anything unusual.

But Xuandu, who was sleeping soundly, was "kindly" woken up again and kicked out. He was told not to stay in the dojo, but to go out more often and communicate more with his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

Xuandu stood outside Shouyang Mountain with a bewildered look on his face. What was going on? The teacher himself was not a person who liked to be in the crowd, so why did he ask himself to join in the fun?

Xuan is not stupid. He gradually figures out what is going on. Something big is really going to happen.

I remembered that my teacher had used the Tai Chi diagram to do some deductions and to gain insight into the secrets of heaven.

And this time, the teacher had just returned from Zixiao Palace.

No matter how you look at it, the matter is extremely serious. It is impossible for an ordinary matter to involve Zixiao Palace.

"Teacher asked me to keep an eye on my fellow disciples from the Orthodox and Unorthodox sects. He can't be afraid that they will really fight, right?" Xuan Du muttered to himself.

Although there are many conflicts between the disciples of the two sects, especially the increasing number of disciples of the Jie Sect, the relationship between them is obviously much more distant than the original relationship between brothers and sisters, and is not as harmonious as before.

Even the conflicts among the disciples below had some impact on them, the direct disciples, and dilemmas sometimes occurred.

But after all, we have been brothers for several generations, and we should restrain each other. This kind of thing should not happen.

Xuandu raised his hand and scratched his head, then sighed, "Brothers and sisters from the two sects, can't you learn from my brother? Be quiet, there are so many things to do in the cultivation of Taoism, and you have to argue over and over again. Aren't you tired?"

But it was difficult to disobey the master's orders, so Xuandu decided to first find Junior Brothers Guangchengzi and Duobao to ask them what had happened.

The result disappointed Xuan Du. His two fellow apprentices were also at a loss and, like their own teacher, said nothing.

The only thing they had in common was that Uncle Yuanshi and Uncle Tongtian seemed to be in a bad mood, especially Uncle Tongtian. As his master's direct disciple, Duobao could clearly sense his master's anger.

In the Heavenly Palace, Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. With Daozu Hongjun as his backer, he felt relieved and his mood improved a lot.

He knew that this matter was a foregone conclusion and that Heaven would become a true Heaven.

The only thing that is a little regretful and unwilling is that all of this was not achieved by myself.

In the end, he still didn't accomplish anything and had to rely on the master, which made him feel a little frustrated.

Looking at the sister he brought back, he felt even more complicated.

However, he did not realize that his sister's mood was more complicated than his.

They were just ordinary people from ordinary human tribes and had never embarked on the path of cultivation. Practitioners were all existences that were beyond their reach and were just legends.

But overnight, his family was broken up, and his only relative, his own brother, suddenly turned into a strange and unattainable existence, the Emperor of Heaven.

She was terrified and at a loss as to what to do, but dared not show it. She hid all her emotions deep in her heart, secluded herself all day long, avoiding everyone.

Is the brother who used to be mine still my brother?

With the support of resources from Heaven, it is not enough to say that the level of cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. In the eyes of those with great supernatural powers, cultivation at a low level can be achieved at will and is not a difficult task.

It only takes a single thought to transform a mortal into an immortal.

The time Haotian himself experienced as an ordinary person was too short, less than a moment compared to his entire life, so he did not notice these things.

At this moment, he was looking at the people who came with the Sky Fox.

Haotian was very happy that Tianhu could recommend a strong man to the Heavenly Court, especially since this man was a real strong man.

What puzzled him was that he had never heard of such an existence with such a level of cultivation close to the perfection of Daluo before.

Not only that, this Taoist was truly weird. His cultivation had reached the Daluo Perfection, yet he made a genuine quasi-saint like me feel that he was extremely dangerous.

How is this going?

Haotian realized that this Taoist's background was very unusual, with endless evil spirit surrounding him, which he had never seen before. However, the evil spirit on his body seemed to be innate, not the result of committing murderous sins.

The Taoist was wearing a black robe with blood patterns on it. He had a pair of red eyes and a stern look. There was a murderous aura between his brows. Behind him, there was a faint image of a sea of ​​blood.

Mosquito Taoist, black mosquito with blood wings.

The three brothers of Tianhu visited the Western Religion and practiced there for decades. During that time, Tianhu, according to the guidance of his master, found the blood-winged black mosquito that ran from the sea of ​​blood to the prehistoric land.

Of course, the blood-winged black mosquito is also a rebellious creature and is not someone who is easy to talk to.

The problem was that the three people he faced were all quasi-saints, and not ordinary quasi-saints, and he couldn't defeat any of them.

This made the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito realize that the prehistoric land was more dangerous than expected.

That group of Shuras could not do anything to him at all. Now it seemed that that group of Shuras were indeed too weak. No wonder he always got beaten in a fight with the Wu clan.

The Blood-Winged Black Mosquito wisely chose to accept the other party's kindness, because he found that not only could he not defeat any of the other party in terms of cultivation, but even the innate magical powers that he was proud of could not do anything to them.

It was as if the other party was more proficient in his own innate magical powers than he was.

Fortunately, the other party did not show any malice, but instead told him some things and allowed him to make his own choice.

Taoist Mosquito didn't know why the other party wanted to help him or what his intention was.

But he was sure of one thing which was true, that is, the ancient world was very unfriendly to him, because he was born with evil spirits.

In the netherworld, it is normal to see strong Shura and Witch people surrounded by evil spirits, so no one cares about this kind of thing.

When he arrived at the prehistoric land, he became the object of merit by slaying demons and eliminating monsters, and the other party did not deceive him about this.

This made Taoist Mosquito angry. He had done nothing, so how could he be used to gain merit? Obviously, the killer embryos of the Wu Clan and the Shura Clan were all recognized by the underground. No one dared to use them to gain merit, and they were the only ones who used others to gain performance.

After much deliberation, Taoist Mosquito decided to follow the Heavenly Fox to the Heavenly Palace.

According to Tianhu, he had some connections in the Heavenly Court and could help him get a full-time job in the Heavenly Court. With this, his status would be regularized and he would no longer have to worry about being exorcised by others. Instead, he could exorcise demons openly.

Taoist Mosquito was tempted, especially when he thought about the prosperity of the Shura and Witch tribes in the underworld, where they could act recklessly and no one would cause trouble for them, and they also had support from the backers.

Not only that, there is even a supply of resources for cultivation. He has never heard that the Wu Clan and the Shura Clan would pay wages.

It can only be said that Taoist Mosquito is too isolated from the news and knows too little about the prehistoric land. The objects of comparison he has always been have been the Witch Clan and the Shura Clan, which is why he feels that the treatment in Heaven is so good.

Otherwise, his first choice would probably be to go to Jiejiao.

Of course, without Qingqiu's intervention, he would have no right to choose at all.

Haotian hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, then he happily welcomed Taoist Mosquito.

What's wrong with being born with evil spirits? Those saintly disciples were not much better, so this was not a problem at all.

More importantly, Taoist Mosquito's identity is too innocent. Isn't this kind of talent the one that suits his heart the most? He can really be won over to become his own people.

Furthermore, this person is not a disciple of Qingqiu, but was recommended by Qingqiu, which means that he has some relationship with Qingqiu.

Not only did he get the talent, but he also gave face to Qingqiu. It was a win-win situation, a win twice. Why not do it?

There are so many vacancies in the Heavenly Palace for priesthood, and maybe they will be given to those saintly disciples who have been deified in the future. It would be more cost-effective to arrange a few important positions for our own people now.

There was nothing much in the Heavenly Palace except for a lot of empty seats. Haotian thought about it and was extremely satisfied. He showed his sincerity and gave a higher position to the god.

Taoist Mosquito was very satisfied when he saw this. The Emperor Haotian was very respectful to him. He was given such an important priesthood and preferential treatment as soon as he arrived. As expected, when Tianhu said that he had face in the Heavenly Court, he really did have face.

Both the host and the guests were delighted, and everyone was happy. The Heavenly Court gained a great general, and the position of Gou Chen was directly assigned to him by Haotian without any hesitation.