Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

A green fairy lotus stood, with a woman sitting quietly in it.

The cyan dress she wore was elegant and delicate, her slender figure was like a lotus standing still, her cool temperament was ethereal and misty.

Her long hair fell down and spread on the lotus platform behind her. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and she was graceful and elegant.

Those eyes, as clear as melted water from snowy mountains, seemed to be able to reflect everything in the world and understand all mysteries.

At this moment, it only reflects a figure who is sleeping and has not yet awakened. The smile is natural and peaceful, just as inconspicuous as a ripple, but it is actually emerging in it.

Qinglian lowered her head slightly, looking at the figure resting on her legs. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she stretched out her finger and poked the other's cheek again and again.

However, Qingxuan, who was in a deep sleep, did not react at all.

"You only took half a step ahead of me, but I was the one who took the complete step first. I won." Qinglian said softly.

There seemed to be a hint of pride in the still cold voice, just like the gurgling stream flowing down a mountain stream, so calm, but with a little more liveliness.

The finger poked at that all too familiar face again, pinched the nose and pulled it, and the person who had not yet woken up just let himself be manipulated and endured the little prank.

There is no passage of time, it seems like eternity, and also like just a moment.

The woman in green occasionally whispered a few words, but most of the time she just sat there quietly.

But there is not the slightest air of loneliness about her. People say that one should walk alone, but she is not like that.

The flowers bloom in pairs, depending on each other from beginning to end.

They have been living together on the same path, walking all the way to this day, it's ordinary, but it seems natural.

Qinglian no longer teased the figure sleeping on her legs. She took out the bamboo flute made of bitter bamboo and placed it across her lips. The faint sound of the flute was in harmony with the Tao, naturally, in harmony with the Tao of heaven and earth, and also in harmony with the nature of all living things.

In the sound of the flute, there seems to be the sound of heaven and earth, as well as the voices of living beings.

At a certain moment, Qinglian put down the bamboo flute in his hand, turned his head and looked towards somewhere in the void, his eyes unconsciously softened a little.

"Master!"

From this empty land where nothing existed, another voice was heard. A long and faint river of time extended from outside the nothingness and connected with this nothingness.

A petite figure appeared there, with joy on her childish face and a hint of grievance in her golden eyes, but it was all washed away by joy in an instant.

Qinglian looked at his disciple running along the non-existent river of time, reached out to touch the silver hair, and smiled to comfort Long Ji.

Long Ji’s eyes curved into crescents, and she rubbed her head against Qing Lian’s palm with a silly smile.

The aura around her was peaceful, without any trace of ferocity anymore, and she looked harmless, not like a great Hunyuan being at all. Just like her appearance, it seemed that she had never changed.

The passage of time did not leave any trace on her body, her heart was as pure as glass, clear as ever.

"Master~"

As Long Ji swept over with the non-existent river of time, this piece of nothingness was connected to it, and the person who was resting his head on Qinglian's legs also opened his eyes at this moment.

From virtual to real, traces of things run through the long river of time, connecting the past and the present. His way is finally completed with the arrival of his disciples. His self once again completely returns from nothingness, and all the marks that once turned into nothingness reappear in the long river of time.

At this point, Qingxuan’s path has been perfected.

Above, a pair of eyes looked down, and a small silver-white head came closer.

Qingxuan smiled gently, raised his hand and touched Long Ji's head, then stretched out his other hand to poke Qinglian's face.

The eldest disciple obediently leaned his head forward. Qinglian raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Qingxuan.

"Still not getting up?"

Qinglian glanced at Long Ji, reminding someone to behave like a master, as the disciple was watching eagerly beside him.

Qingxuan smiled, stood up swiftly, stretched his body, and at the same time felt his own condition.

"It was me first." Qinglian said.

"..."

Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Qinglian, and nodded.

"Well, you win. I was counting on you to help me out."

Qinglian smiled faintly and nodded in agreement.

"Let's go back." Qingxuan said.

Qingxuan took a step forward and walked ahead.

Qinglian pulled Longji and followed.

A long river of time that did not exist was brought here by Long Ji.

At this moment, with the departure of the three people, no trace is left, it is all nothingness, and it has never truly existed.

This is a fork in the long river of time, and it is a future that does not exist in the ancient world.

In this future, all things will return to nothingness, and heaven and earth will return to nothingness.

And such a future turned into falsehood, turned into pure "nothingness", and evolved into someone's Tao fruit.

Qingxuan swallowed up and replaced this path of evolution. In the evolution of the ancient world, the possibility of all things returning to nothingness became a falsehood and had never existed since then.

It was a performance of Taoism in nothingness, leading to the fruit of Taoism of "nothingness", Qingxuan, Taoism becomes Taiyi.

Three figures appeared on the long river of time without warning. The imaginary river had disappeared. They stepped back into the world from another timeline that no longer existed and returned to the primitive world.

With their return, all the marks that were once swallowed by nothingness turned from virtual to real and appeared.

However, at this moment, few fellow Taoists have returned, and only a few have realized this.

Qingxuan and the other two walked out of the long river of time. Zhulong, who had been dormant in the long river of time, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. That little ancestor would never come to the long river of time to make trouble again. He could also sleep peacefully and recover, and he has been silent since then.

"Master."

Tianhu and Nvqing came forward and saluted respectfully.

Qingxuan looked at Tianhu's condition and didn't say anything. Although Tianhu had not recovered, it would be perfect if he could recover naturally.

"Nuqing, what are you doing?"

When Qingxuan's eyes fell on his closed disciple, he raised his eyebrows and pointed to a jade book on his waist. It looked very similar to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" he gave to Nuqing, but the similarity was only in appearance.

The young woman blinked her eyes, her gaze wandering, and then she said: "Master gave me..."

Qingxuan didn't want to take care of her anymore, it was too embarrassing.

Just keep the accounts, and do it privately. It is really disgusting to hang the account book around your waist.

We are so petty that people who don't know us would think that everyone in my Qingqiu clan is a petty person.

"Master, I have never said anything bad about you. I have always respected you the most." The young woman was still carefully expressing her loyalty.

Qingxuan slapped her in the face and was too lazy to talk to her.

The young woman covered her forehead with her hands, and her aggrieved look made her look like she wanted to be beaten, but she didn't look pitiful at all.

When she reached out to touch Senior Sister Long Ji's head, the latter avoided her with disgust and glared at her.

Gu Huo, who was pulled out by Long Ji at the first moment, followed behind Long Ji, pushed Nu Qing aside with a swagger, and followed closely behind Long Ji.

Now it can no longer defeat this evil-minded gourd vine, but the little junior sister is still not as good as the eldest senior sister. Long Ji is much more advanced than Nv Qing.

Nv Qing glared at Gu Huo, who had pushed her away by relying on the power of the senior sister, and gave it a small note of responsibility.

Kong Xuan and Jin Peng had not recovered yet, so they did not appear at this time.

Several masters and disciples of the Qingqiu lineage walked slowly and steadily between heaven and earth.

One of them achieved the Tao of Taiyi, and the other achieved the Tao of Taiji.

The two Tao fruits are interdependent and evolve into the Five Tai, with a self-contained beginning and end.

There are two people in the Hunyuan realm, Long Ji and Nv Qing.

The sage of heaven, the celestial fox who is in charge of the punishments of heaven and earth.

Alternative saints who have achieved enlightenment are Kong Xuan and Jin Peng.

Taoism and Buddhism flourished in the world, and in the human world, there were hundreds of schools of thought competing for glory, and Taoism spread throughout the world.

The reputation of the Qingqiu lineage faded, but it is still the most powerful lineage in the world.

"Congratulations to the two Taoist friends for finally achieving transcendence."

A Taoist in a white robe ascended from the mortal world to heaven, stopped and looked over, then spoke with a smile.

Qingxuan returned the greeting and exchanged a few words with him. Then the Taoist ascended to heaven and left. In the chaos outside the sky, the Zixiao Palace flashed by, but it never reappeared in the world and disappeared from then on.

The Three Heavens evolved above the Thirty-three Heavens, the realm of the Three Pure Ones, where the Tao hangs low over heaven and earth.

In the vast universe, in the silence, a myriad of phenomena are taking shape, like the arrival of spring after the passing of winter, when all things flourish and are full of vitality.

However, for Qingxuan, he no longer cares about these things. The prehistoric world is no longer the prehistoric world of a certain person. The fate of the prehistoric world concerns all living beings, and his interest in destiny makes decisions for them.

Where the future of the ancient world will go depends on the fate of all living beings. He no longer needs to worry about it.

The celestial fox went back to Qingqiu to recuperate, while Qingxuan and Qinglian wandered around the world, with a little tail following behind them.

The young woman followed him for a while, but she couldn't sit still and ran out again, not knowing where she was going.

Qingxuan wanted to visit a certain Pan, but this guy was very disrespectful and he never saw him, which made Qingxuan feel a little regretful.

As time goes by, the silent world gradually recovers and returns to its former bustle.

However, the excitement is for others and has nothing to do with him. He just likes to watch the excitement.

Somewhere in the human realm, in an ordinary attic, Qingxuan looked at Qinglian who had changed her green clothes into a red skirt. The exquisite and festive red color was not bad.

It’s just that Qinglian thinks the red color is too bright, so someone must have tricked her into wearing it to see for herself.

In the prosperity after the silence, nothing seems to have changed about them, they are still ordinary and yet they run parallel as a matter of course.

Two flowers bloom, growing side by side.

end......

PS: (It can be regarded as a final comment. I wanted to write a separate article, but it seems that Tomato cannot post it separately. There are risks if the number of words is too many, so I will make it short. The book has ended here. I feel subtle, happy, and melancholy. It seems that I am still a little reluctant, but there is no point in forcing it. This book has been written for almost a year, and it was interrupted for three or four months. It was almost abandoned. The words reached one million. As the first book, it is relatively lucky. Although the data is not very good, it is not bad. I am very grateful for the support of all readers. Thank you very much. The author himself knows that there are many problems with this book, whether it is the rhythm of the story or the various plots, etc. I have no experience. It is really lucky to have today. I have many bad habits. I hope I have really made progress. I am proud of the one million words I have finished the book, not the eunuch! Thank you for your support. This book is finished. As for the new book, it has not been decided yet. Spread flowers at the end, and shamelessly ask for free support for love. Goodbye to the new book, blessings! Sure enough, I am still reluctant to let it go... See you in the new book!)