
"What's good?" Han Jue asked.
Would you like to invite him out again?
Han Jue refused, he was unwilling to take the risk.
Jiang Yi's eyes burned and said: "Recently there are legends circulating in the immortal world. It is said that the Taoist door gods fell from the 33rd heaven and were left behind in the world. Anyone who obtained this treasure could step into the gods! "
Lordy!
Xianti was a first-rate powerhouse in the immortal realm, whereas the god realm was an inaccessible existence.
Jiang Yi, who had just stepped into the emperor realm, was still full of yearning for the higher realms.
Han Jue jokingly said with a smile: "There is only one treasure, how do we share it?"
Jiang Yi shook his head and said, "Who said there is only one treasure? Even if there was only one, who would say that it could only be used by one person?"
"You helped me find this treasure, and I helped you step into the imperial realm?"
"Your cultivation base must be stagnant, you can only continue to grow stronger when you step into the realm of emperors."
Han Jue asked curiously: "Is it true that Taiyi Golden Fairyland has reached Perfection, and no cultivation level will be strengthened anymore?"
His cultivation base grew stronger, as if it was never ending, he felt strange before.
Jiang Yidao: "That's natural. You have reached the limit of mortal spirits. How can your cultivation be strengthened, unless you ... Nothing else, it makes no sense to tell you this."
"Say, have you ever written a novel before?"
Han Jue asked, feeling anxious.
Half talking, dying!
Jiang Yi asked strangely: "What is a novel?"
"That's not important, brother, let's talk!"
"Unless you are an innate being, it is said that before the confinement of the gods, the world of immortals was more vast and boundless. It was a period without rules and without immortality. After the confinement of the gods, the Innate creatures were almost extinct. Is there too much trouble."
"My Golden Crow Protoss ancestor is an innate being."
So that's it.
According to the heritage of Chinese mythology, the older, the stronger.
Xingchen Hongmeng's body should be stronger than an innate being.
In other words, an endless increase in cultivation base was a good thing.
The stronger the talent, the more accumulation needed for each realm.
Talent has never been more than fast training!
“Tell me, what is a novel?” Jiang Yi asked.
Han Jue replied: "This is the story."
Jiang Yi asked strangely: "I didn't write the story. Few people in the fairy world write stories."
"Alright, then it's okay."
"So, do you agree?"
"Thank you for your kindness, sorry, I don't want to go."
Han Jue said with a regretful face that the God Realm is indeed interesting, but he did not want to.
Jiang Yi frowned.
Han Jue rejected it again!
This is the second rejection!
He can't stand it!
He was the invincible arrogant of the Golden Crow Protoss, who would not dare to give him so much face?
Jiang Yi coldly snorted: "Sima Yi, do you value yourself too much? I treated you sincerely, but you refused one after another. Could it be that you hate me?"
Han Jue waved his hand and said: "How could it be possible to befriend Jiang Yi with you? It was the blessing of my three lives, but I was shy, scared to death, and unwilling to take any risks. Otherwise, how could I hide here and become a little human god? His Eminence Tiandi invited me to the heaven court, but I also refused many times. I really don't want to take any chances. I'm just practicing with a calm mind."
Hearing this, Jiang Yi frowned and looked at Han Jue coldly.
Han Jue was nervous, was this person going to do it?
I don't know if I can hold it.
Do you want to admit it?
Can't be done.
Confession, this life has ended, and Jiang Yi will become a dog in the future.
and many more!
What am I afraid of?
This is the land of heaven!
Many thoughts flashed through Han Jue's mind, and he became more confident in his heart.
"It's okay to refuse me. Then you can tell me the novel. If I am satisfied, I will leave. I heard that there are many storytellers in the mortal world who tell timeless stories. " Jiang Yi suddenly smiled.
Han Jue frowned.
telling stories?
This is also good, at least to avoid conflict.
Han Jue immediately meditated, and Jiang Yi sat down with him.
After hesitating for a while, Han Jue decided to tell the Golden Crow story.
"The legend, the world is beginning to open, everything is in chaos, and all beings are confused. Two golden crows were born in a distant sun star, one named Donghuang Taiyi, the other named Dijun..."
Han Jue began to tell, this story was a great novel that he had read in his previous life.
Jiang Yi was expressionless, Han never noticed the trembling of his hands on his sleeves.
"The era is called Honghuang. After Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Junxiu became great masters, they left Sun Star and came to the wild lands. They united the living creatures on earth with their immensely powerful powers, collectively called the monster race. .."
Han Jue became stronger as he spoke.
I am not afraid of offending anyone, even if Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun really exist, they are gone.
Even Haotian and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had left, how could these two supreme monsters still be alive?
He had asked Emperor Taibai before, but once he knew Honghuang, Emperor Taibai did not reply.
Perhaps the history of the fairy world and Chinese mythology have similarities and differences, but they are not the same.
Jiang Yi quickly became fascinated.
Han Jue became even more excited as he talked about it, however, how great Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were.
To avoid suspicion, he did not mention the Heavenly Court.
In mythology, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi established the Heavenly Court. After the Lich fought, they died along with the twelve witch ancestors. Daozu reorganized the Heavenly Court and named Haotian as Heavenly Emperor, then Celestial Emperor.
Of course, it was just a wild myth and had nothing to do with this world.
After several hours of talking, Han Jue had just finished speaking.
Jiang Yi said with emotion: "What a demon emperor! Truly demon emperor! Dare to fight with heaven, dare to fight with the saints, even if you die, you must fight!"
Han Juedao: "They are indeed very heroic, but they are against the laws of nature, they have committed too many murders, and they cannot return to heaven."
These words were to please the saint in darkness.
The saint was supreme, perhaps he did not care about the mortal world, but Han Jue was afraid of it.
Jiang Yi nodded, he himself was not a bloodthirsty person.
Han Jue asked, "Are you satisfied?"
After hearing those words, Jiang Yi said meaningfully: "Satisfied, Sima Yi, you are not easy, no wonder the emperor protected you like that."
He stood up and looked at Han Jue.
"Your talent is not bad, but you are basically a coward, it is difficult to make a big thing, you can hide for a while, you cannot hide, one day, you must be born, at that moment, you must be born, the person you have left behind may have started to underestimate you, and I, I may have forgotten you."
"I'll be the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in your story, and you, no one will know you in future generations."
Leaving behind these words, Jiang Yi disappeared without a trace.
Han Jue scolded silently.
Nice pretense~www.mtlnovel.com~ So what if you are Donghuang Taiyi?
You're not dead!
I am not named, but I can live!
In Hongjun, Daozu Hongjun has been practicing humbly, surviving the first robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, and becoming the strongest of the prehistory once he was born.
That was Han Jue's goal.
He didn't need a name, just because he wanted to live longer.
Wait for him to be the strongest, he will also be famous!
Han Jue no longer thought about it, and returned to the Xiantian Cave House.
At this moment, Wu De Shenjun slowly appeared.
“The story is very exciting, but what is said is a demon court, without my heavenly court? This son is not very enlightened!” Wu De Shenjun muttered to himself.
Is someone there?
No one cultivates immortals so late!
Sure enough, the path to immortality cultivation was already rough and difficult, and it was normal for many people to fall on the path.