In order to enter the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, Qing Xuan planned to go out with Qinglian to walk the wilderness and find something.

The current flood is still calm and thriving, but Qing Xuan always feels that this calm is as fragile as glass.

Naturally, the two disciples would not bring it, even if Long Ji looked very eager to accompany him.

Tianhu is much more sensible, explained to the two, and preached to the creatures of Qingqiu for hundreds of years, arranged everything and quietly left Qingqiu.

It should take a lot of time to leave this time, and even Qing Xuan himself is not sure when he will be able to come back.

Because this time there is a clear goal, the Twelve Grades of Fire Red Lotus.

Qing Xuan knew that this thing should be in the Netherworld Blood Sea, but he didn't know where the entrance to the Netherworld Blood Sea was, let alone the actual situation of the Blood Sea.

It's impossible to estimate how much time it will take.

Qingqiu doesn't have to worry too much here, there is a big array under him and Qinglian, with the top-grade innate spirit root five-needle pine and the top-grade innate spirit root acacia wood as the base of the formation, the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal is helpless.

As for Da Luo, it is estimated that there is no way to resist it, but the realm of Da Luo in the flood has not reached the point of being everywhere.

Sky Fox has refined acacia wood, and it can control the Great Array to a certain extent, and there is no problem for the two of them to protect themselves.

In fact, the biggest threat is the dragon clan, and with the relationship between the dragon princess and the oath of the great avenue of the imprisoned cow, it is not a big problem.

After admonishing the two disciples and arranging the follow-up practice, Qingxuan and the others left Qingqiu and marched to the north.

Qingqiu is located to the east of Buzhou Mountain, near the southeast.

And the place they wanted to go to was in the west, and after thinking about it, Qing Xuan felt that the entrance to the Blood Sea Netherworld was the most likely to be at the end of the west.

However, they planned to make a detour to the northern part of Buzhou Mountain, and then to the western border.

To the south of Buzhou Mountain, it is now the territory of the Phoenix clan, and to the west of Buzhou Mountain, it is under the control of the Qilin clan.

To the east of Buzhou Mountain, there is no absolute dominance at the moment, although the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan both have the intention of getting involved, and the Qilin Clan has no tentacles to reach over because they are separated from Buzhou Mountain.

On the contrary, it is not north of Zhou Mountain, and it is the least valued by the three ethnic groups.

Without him, this was once the nest where the fierce beast clan was entrenched, and it was the most seriously damaged, and the cave heaven and earth were destroyed eight or nine times out of ten, and the innate aura deteriorated, and it was the most barren place at the moment.

Qing Xuan didn't want to have a conflict with the three clans, although it was farther away, it was safest to take this path.

The vastness of the desolate world is difficult to predict even for the Qingxuan in the realm of Taiyi.

Even if it is possible to travel across space for a short time, just to travel from the south of the east to the north, the travel time will be calculated in thousands of years.

What's more, the two of them are cultivating the Tao of Heaven and Earth while marching, and they stop and go, but it takes a lot longer to take so much.

However, Qing Xuan had never found walking like this boring, but enjoyed it.

There is great beauty in heaven and earth.

For the creatures born in the wilderness, it may not feel anything.

But in Qing Xuan's eyes, this desolate mountains and rivers are all full of mysteries, and everywhere is better than those 5A-level scenic spots in his previous life.

It's a good mountain and a good water, and there is still a companion by your side, although it's a guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, that's pretty good.

Qing Xuan turned a green robe into a purple robe at this time, and with the power of the great supernatural power of easy rebirth, he concealed his true appearance and breath, even if he spied on the origin, he could not easily know his true roots.

And those who can avoid him to cover up and peek at its roots, needless to say, except for people with special abilities, are existences they can't provoke.

On the top of the high mountain, on the bank of the cloud cliff, the rising sun in the east breaks through the boundless sea of clouds, spreads out the glow of thousands of zhang, and a wisp of purple gas is sprinkled on the world with the meaning of the first birth.

Qing Xuan combed Qinglian's long hair with great interest, dressed in purple hunting, his expression was calm and peaceful, and in every move, there was a Taoist rhyme with him, and there was a faint flow of enlightenment.

The mind is accessible, the mind is in harmony with heaven and earth, the heart of the Tao is like water, and the sympathy between heaven and man.

Qinglian continued to play with the jade flute in her hand, sitting on the edge of the cliff, stepping on the clouds and mist, and the jade flute whimpered.

Sensing the strangeness behind him, he glanced back slightly and then withdrew his gaze, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

Along the way, Qing Xuan would fall into the realm of enlightenment from time to time, but even if they were connected to each other's hearts, she didn't quite understand what touched her Dao heart.

She can feel that Qing Xuan's heart is peaceful and tranquil, giving people a sense of transparency, no delusion, natural nature, ethereal and unstained.

But this kind of etherealism is different from the absolute purity of her falling into the state of enlightenment, which seems to be blank, but it gives people a feeling of fulfillment, which she does not understand very well.

And Qinglian has a faint intuition that what she lacks seems to be contained in it, not what the Great Dao lacks, but some kind of transformation of the origin.

I don't understand, Qinglian doesn't force it, Qingxuan often says "go with the flow", but there is some truth in it.

Qing Xuan naturally combed Qinglian's long hair in his hands, and the illusion of reality in his eyes was disillusioned, and between the changes in his mood, there were many mixed memories.

It was a memory of his previous life, and along the way, he gradually realized something, and often touched the memory of his previous life.

Taiyi cultivates himself, restricts everything in his body, carries it on his own avenue, and masters everything in himself.

Unlike other creatures in the wilderness, everything about him began in the lower reaches of the long river of time.

He has never given up his past life, he has given up everything after him, is he still himself?

The perfect self should carry everything about itself, and if it is missing, it is incomplete.

The time spent in the flood wilderness is undoubtedly countless times that of the previous life, but the memories of the flood are very monotonous, and there is really not much to talk about the experience.

On the contrary, the short life of only twenty-five or six years in the previous life has more experiences, ups and downs, and it is not as peaceful and happy as this life.

A trace of enlightenment is integrated into the heart, and the causal line that extends itself is constantly constricted, blending into its own avenue, and the breath on its body is more complete and natural.

After a moment, the clarity in his eyes was restored, but the avenue had improved slightly.

Shaking his head, he continued to pull the long hair in his hand into a bun, which was originally something that could be easily done with just a spell, but Qing Xuan liked to do many things with his own hands.

The process is perhaps more important to him than the result.

Importantly, it will give him a real sense of being alive and feeling that he really exists.

Maybe it's because of the Great Dao, he always has a kind of trance where everything is empty and everything is nothing, which is a very bad feeling.

Qing Xuan also knew that this was the impact of his own avenue being full, because his avenue was on the edge of existence and non-existence.

If one is not careful, even the very existence of the self will fall into nothingness, and his avenue walking is too extreme.

However, as long as one's own avenue is completely complete, this stage of being affected by the avenue will pass.

Putting away the wooden comb, Qing Xuan sat down beside Qinglian and looked sideways at the people around him.

At this time, Qinglian was seriously competing with the jade flute in her hand, frowning slightly.

There is no doubt that Qinglian's comprehension is unusually high, and she learns everything quickly.

Her playing skills are impeccable, without the slightest omission, and the music is melodious and beautiful.

But......

"Only pure skill, without the slightest emotion." Qing Xuan commented with a smile.

Therefore, it is not infectious, and it cannot be shaped.

The way of vocal music is difficult for Qinglian to understand, which Qingxuan did not expect, but it is not surprising when he thinks about it.

Innate beings, especially congenital sacred, have a strong Taoist nature, indifferent emotions, and are reasonable.

Qinglian was silent, and she could see that she was not very happy.

Qing Xuan took the jade flute from his hand and put it across his mouth, the flute sound was long, the same tune, but it gave people a completely different feeling.

The manifestation of its own vision, in which an emotion pervades, arouses the emotions of living beings, resonates with them, and the artistic conception is self-contained.

Vocal music should be born to convey information and express appeals, otherwise it is just pure sound, but not vocal music.

However, for Qing Xuan, this way is just entertainment to pass the time, that is, Qinglian, and he insists on competing here.

It is estimated that it is too easy to comprehend various avenues on weekdays, and suddenly encountering something that cannot be learned, and it will be ironic.

He naturally also faintly felt that Qinglian seemed to be looking for something that was missing from her avenue, wanting to make her avenue further transform.

Suddenly, Qing Xuan stopped the movement in his hand, squinted his eyes slightly and looked down, his gaze passed through the sea of clouds surging under his feet, and landed somewhere.

"An innate sacred, cultivated as just stepping into the Taiyi realm." Qinglian, who also noticed its presence, said softly.

As he spoke, he took the jade flute in Qing Xuan's hand and put it away, and looked at Qing Xuan with the meaning of inquiry.

Qing Xuan nodded: "Then go over and say hello, there are too few innate sacreds born now, and the flood is too big, and it is quite rare to encounter them." ”

The point is that the other party's cultivation is much lower than the two of them, and he can't pose a threat at all.