Their eyes met, and the two of them were snuggled up tightly. They had the same smile on their faces, without the slightest fear. They were so calm and unperturbed.
At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes. They forgot about life and death, about the cycle of life and death, about sorrow and joy, and even the mighty tribulation lightning above their heads was no longer a waste to them.
Even the great Dao of heaven and earth that countless cultivators had been pursuing all their lives had been thrown to the back of their minds.
He had no desires and was transcendent.
Two mysterious Taoist connotations enshrouded their bodies at the same time.
This Taoist connotation was so peaceful and gentle, as soft as water, but as heavy as a mountain. It connected heaven and earth, ran through the untainted land, and was not affected by time and space.
This was Ling Chuxi and Huangfu qingjue's Dao heart. Although it was a Dao heart, it was also a daoless heart.
