According to Yu Zhenzi's words, and the memories of the Qinglei True Spirit that day, I am afraid that this blood-colored river is the sea of blood that poured down from the sky at the beginning of the Ancient Tribulation!

Such an idea is the "truth" that Ye Qingxuan has speculated based on everything he knows now, the ancient catastrophe!

But this idea is just Ye Qingxuan's personal speculation, after all, too much time has passed, and he himself has made a hasty conclusion based on everything in this dream world, which is obviously a bit inappropriate!

"Moreover, there are still many unclear points in this!" Looking at the purple shadow, standing on the duckweed, and going down the blood-colored river, Ye Qingxuan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, "First of all, it is the demon-like figure in the picture of the catastrophe, what are they, obviously those things are incompatible with this world from breath to shape!"

Secondly, according to these people and the pictures in these dream worlds, we can know that at that time, the Daomen really topped the world, even if the catastrophe came, the sects in the world would die, and among them, there must be only one sect of the Daomen who had the ability to survive the catastrophe!

But why, in the era that Ye Qingxuan crossed over, the traces of the rest of the sects could be found, but only the Dao sect disappeared so completely!

Finally, why in ancient times, there were so many terrifying existences that pushed open the immortal gate, but now, it seems that there is no one?

Was it the severance of the martial arts lineage, or was it the world itself that changed after the Great Tribulation?

What kind of changes have happened in this? ”

Such a question, Zai Ye Qingxuan's heart swirled endlessly, making him puzzled!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Ye Qingxuan thought again, in the teachings of his predecessor Qingxuan, who was taught by his master Taichu, there was no suppression and suppression of distracting thoughts, and the saying of dividing distracting thoughts has always taught himself to face up to and see distracting thoughts clearly, because it is you, you are it, if you are true and consistent, and firm the road, this can sharpen the heart of the Dao, and finally succeed!

And in the dream world of Yu Zhenzi, although his master Yuan Zhenzi also made the Taoist Yu Zhen firm his path and sharpen his Dao heart, he never said that he should face up to his distracting thoughts, but emphasized that he should suppress, classify, and differentiate, so that he could not interfere with his own statement!

Before, Ye Qingxuan had no time to take care of it, but now that he thinks about it, he seems to have tasted the difference!

Ye Qingxuan even faintly felt that his master's original concept was faintly more in line with the fundamental purpose of the Dao Sect than Yuan Zhenzi, a master who pushed open the Immortal Gate!

With another long breath, Ye Qingxuan shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Other people's things are always other people's, only what suits them and what they agree with is their own way!"

After thinking about this, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that his Dao heart was clear, and the madness in his heart seemed to have decreased a lot because of this, and even the distracting thoughts were clearly seen by him and dissipated a lot!

With a Dao call again, Ye Qingxuan once again put his mind into the world itself.

For some reason, after the purple shadow landed on the duckweed, there was no other shadow to hit the duckweed!

At the same time, in the long river of blood, those shadows never fought each other except for their own struggles and ups and downs!

On the contrary, the purple figure standing on top of the duckweed was floating and sinking towards the river of blood, as if the shadows who couldn't struggle frequently attacked!

Those shadows who had fallen into the river of blood were not only struggling at this time, but actually allowed the purple shadows to plunder.

This picture lasted for an unknown amount of time!

Because in this world, there is no sunrise and sunset, and Ye Qingxuan can't judge how many days he has stayed here!

He only knew that in order to fight the madness in his heart, he had reincarnated hundreds of times between closing his eyes and observing the river of blood!

After a long time like this, Ye Qingxuan seems to have a certain resistance to this strange world, and the situation that could make him crazy just by looking at it before will no longer reappear!

Now, Ye Qingxuan has made his own manufacturing to grasp the time, concentrate on sharpening the Dao Heart, and naturally he can fight and eliminate madness, and at the same time, the long-term study of the classics to sharpen the Dao Heart has made him recognize a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart!

Compared to when he first entered the ruins, the influence of distracting thoughts on Ye Qingxuan had almost been reduced to a minimum!

Even Ye Qingxuan knew in his heart that if he could really break this dream world, I was afraid that his Dao heart would reach a higher and more mysterious realm, and the troubles caused by distracting thoughts would naturally come to an end!

The reason why it is over, rather than completely cleared, is only because Ye Qingxuan is still a person, with seven emotions and six desires, even if he recognizes his distracting thoughts now, there will always be new distracting thoughts that cannot be born.

Unless one day Ye Qingxuan really becomes a "saint" realm in the Daomen, and can do everything with my heart, how to solve distracting thoughts will definitely accompany Ye Qingxuan to cultivate and practice martial arts for a lifetime!

It was also after thinking of this that Ye Qingxuan could understand why his own master Taichu had to say to Qingxuan that the path of cultivation was full of difficulties and obstacles, and the biggest enemy was himself!

"Yes, my Dao Sect is really cultivated, so I must pay attention to the firm path and sharpen the Dao heart!" Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan smiled again, "Come to think of it, there must be similar sayings among the other sects, that is!"

In the weird and cold world, the purple figure standing on the duckweed, due to the devouring of a large number of shadows, has become almost the same as a real person except for the transparent figure!

And with the passage of time, the river of blood washes away, and the duckweed under its feet has now become tattered!

On that transparent face, Ye Qingxuan actually seemed to see a trace of anxiety!

Ye Qingxuan, who had witnessed everything, could naturally understand what this shadow was anxious about!

As the blood river flowed, the purple shadow was carried to other river basins, and the shadows under the duckweed, each of which was above the figure, seemed to be different from this purple figure!

And if the duckweed under its feet is broken, it will inevitably fall into the river and become muddy again!

Only when the duckweed floats can we regain our senses and give it another try!

Maybe this purple shadow was really lucky, just when the duckweed under his feet was about to break, another duckweed suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!

That duckweed, both in size and completeness, is much better than the one under its feet!

And above that duckweed, there is a blue shadow, and when the two meet, the purple shadow naturally can't let go of the opportunity!

So the battle was inevitable!

Eventually, the purple shadow, by virtue of its cunning, finally overcame the blue shadow and ascended to the bigger, more intact duckweed!

Standing on top of the new duckweed, the purple shadow completely swallowed the blue shadow, and then the purple in his body inexplicably faded a lot, but the whole figure was more transparent!