Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years

Death of cause and effect, saint of sermons

The conversation between Ji Xian Shen and the others was heard by Han Jue, and he smiled.

It seemed that the Celestial race did not end in civil strife, and the god Ji Xian began to seek his own power in the human race.

Too bad, you turned away.

Hidden here is the strongest talent in the world!

Han really did not catch a cold with Han Tuo, but when Ji Xian Shen was so insulting, he suddenly wanted to promote Han Tuo.

After all, Han Tuo was also his son, he was famous in the immortal world, and Han Jue had a bright face.

Han Jue looked at Han Tuo.

This boy was cultivating in the hills of the city, and he had not been on the battlefield for five years. The main reason is because there has been no major crisis in the city's eastern defences in recent years, and several animal tides have occurred from the lowest scale.

The body purification techniques taught by Qing Luan'er were not bad, at least the people of the same age in Dongshou City, including the monks, were not Han Tuo's opponents.

Han Jue raised his hand and waved, a cloud of mana flying into Han Tuo's body unseen.

This group of mana would loosen the blood on Han Tuo's body, about one-tenth of a thousand, enough for Han Tuo to soar into the sky.

The reason for the incomplete release was because the bloodline of Demon God Hongmeng was too powerful, and he was afraid that Han Tuo would disappear directly and even make the saint worry.

On that day, Han Tuo suddenly felt relaxed and full of energy, and his cultivation became much smoother.

This year, Dongshou City came out of Tianjiao, named Han Tuo, who was less than 20 years old.

Ten years later.

With his own strength, Han Tuo swept away all the beast nests near East Shoucheng, and his fame spread in the nearby human city.

This day and night.

Han Jue, Qingluan'er, and Han Tuo were eating. Suddenly Han Tuo put down his plate, took a deep breath, raised his eyes to Han Jue, and said, "Dad, I plan to listen to you and leave Dongshou City to pursue immortality."

Qing Luan'er's hand holding the bowl slightly shook, and she smiled forcefully: "Tuo'er, have you thought about it, you can only rely on yourself when you leave the house."

He knows best what monasticism means.

Han Tuo went here and came back again, I was worried that he and Han Jue had already entered the lower ground.

Han Tuo took a deep breath and nodded seriously.

He looked at Han Jue.

Although he was already a famous human Tianjiao, his respect for Han Jue did not diminish at all, he always felt that his father was not simple, he had seen the world.

Han Jue asked, "This meal might be the last meal in our family. Eat well and drink well. Let's find a way. To my father, I only have two pieces of advice for you."

"Simple exercise, stay away from right and wrong."

"I am not a prisoner, and I will not be allowed to sin against me."

Han Tuo's heart was touched, his eyes were red, and he also knew that it would be a life change to go back and forth.

It was just that his heart at Dao could not be held back.

Han Jue hummed: "Don't be a child. Remember, tears are the most useless. If you cry outside, people will only think that you are a bully."

Han Tuo could only hold back his tears.

Tonight, the lights of the Han family home lit up.

Early the next day.

Han Jue and Qing Luan'er stood in front of the gate, watching Han Tuo leave.

Han Tuo turned his head after three steps, and finally disappeared at the corner of the road.

Han Jue was still a little emotional. He watched Han Tuo grow up. Now her son has grown up and is pursuing his own life. This kind of feeling was unprecedented. Yang Tiandong and the departure of Chaos Tiangu did not bring him such a feeling.

Right.

The original is different.

Qing Luan'er finally cried and curled up in Han Jue's arms.

The years keep passing.

One year later, Qingluan'er began to age.

Han Jue also accompanied him into old age.

Just like a normal mortal couple.

Fifty years later.

Old Qingluan was lying on the bed, weakly staring at Han Jue by the bedside.

He raised his right hand trembling, and said softly: "Suami..."

Han Jue asked, "Is there any desire left?"

"Don't worry, he'll get the Tao, if you and I have an afterlife, in reincarnation, he'll definitely come visit us."

"Nr ..."

Qing Luan'er slowly closed her eyes, with a friendly and hopeful smile on her face, and died in a smile.

Han Jue had a calm expression, no sadness, no relief.

Everything goes with the flow.

The next day, Han Jue dissolved the family and quietly left Dongshoucheng.

After leaving Dongshou City, he came to the mountain forest, took out Qingluan'er's corpse, buried it in the ground, and erected a tombstone.

The gray-haired Han Jue stood in front of the tombstone, which was carved with "My Wife's Tomb Qingluaner".

If Han Tuo came back the next day and saw the tombstone, he would be able to do so, but he was worried.

At this moment, a red fox came behind Han Jue and looked at him obediently.

Although a hundred years had passed, to Crimson Fox, it was only sleeping.

Han Jue seemed oblivious to his arrival, standing alone in front of the tomb, reminiscing about his life.

I have to say that even though life is short, there is pain and pleasure, and it may not mean anything.

But to Han Jue, the true meaning was eternity.

His love for Qing Luan'er was only for enlightenment, and it was not deep, even if Qing Luan'er died, his life would be considered happy.

Cause and effect will end.

"In reincarnation, I hope you can still ..."

Han Jue muttered to himself ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Before he finished speaking, he fell silent.

"Good."

Han Jue's right hand on his sleeve moved lightly, then turned to look at the red fox, and smiled: "Do you still recognize me?"

The red fox replied, "I recognize it."

Han Jue's white hair fell down like fine fur, his skin quickly recovered, and he became a peerless face again. His black hair was like snow, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. The birthday moon yin and yang appeared behind him, and the divine light shone like an immortal In the world.

The red fox stared blankly.

Han Jue looked at Qingluan'er tombstone and bowed, like a couple worshipped in the lobby a few decades ago.

"Let's go."

Han Jue turned around and left, walking in the sky step by step, as if there was an invisible cloud ladder under his feet, and a red fox flew into the sky, following behind.

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Baiyue Xiachuan's.

Han Jue and the red fox secretly moved to the Taoist temple, and through the sky puppet, he knew that the hidden gate had not changed much in the past hundred years, all the same, all the same, no students came to him.

Han Jue said, "From now on, you will train in front of the Taoist temple and do not walk carelessly."

The red fox was still in fear.

The fairy's here...

It felt like it needed a breath, and its cultivation base grew!

wonderland!

This must be a fairyland!

It nodded quickly, and thanked Han Jue.

Han Jue returned to the Taoist Temple and sat down at the 36th Rank Reincarnation Black Lotus.

He took a long breath.

This hundred years had made him feel over ten thousand years old, but it was not boring.

Han Jue called an email and saw the email that the hundred years life experience of applying for the application was real.

[Your son Han Tuo realizes the magical power of kendo and steps into the long river of kendo]

Han Jue's eyes became firm, and he muttered, "Sacred Tao, I'm here."

"Wise man, are you ready to meet that saint?"

The heart has been forged for a hundred years, and the Sacred Heart has been built!

Today's sermon, I want to and I ask!