Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
A new saint of unknown cause and effect
For your Clan, Han Jue originally wanted to stay in the dojo, sometimes sending to perform tasks.
But as time went on, he found that the situation was a little uncomfortable.
Negative attitudes towards cultivation began to appear within the You Clan.
There were no deadly enemies, no goals, and boring exercises the entire time, causing many You Luo and disciples to start slacking off and even give up on themselves.
This also happened among the direct disciples, such as the Black Prison Chicken, Chaos Tengu, Zhou Mingyue, and so on.
There were very few disciples who did not slack off at all. In the entire hidden gate, except for Han Jue, only Li Yao practiced retreat. Others will sometimes stop practicing and relax.
Han Jue got up and left, thinking all the way.
Is precise?
Not everyone wants to pursue cultivation.
In terms of sight, the other disciple was inferior to Han Jue. From their point of view, the hidden gate was already invincible, with Han Jue in his head. Cultivation is not so important.
Besides, if you don't like to train, who can continue to train hard?
Just like reading in a previous life, everyone knows that reading is good and can change their fate, but how many people actually survive reading?
After returning to the Taoist Temple, Han Jue was still thinking about this matter.
Ten years later, all the disciples had awakened from the state of enlightenment.
Han Jue's voice suddenly echoed through the hidden door:
"The world of immortals pursues a sacred position, so naturally I have to pursue a hidden gate. There are nine seats in the heavenly saints, but I have more than nine hidden gates. If you have ambition and train hard, as long as you reach quasi-sage perfection, I'll have it all. The way to help you become a saint, the number of saints in the hidden gate depends on your efforts!"
As soon as he said this, the entire hidden door became an uproar.
Holy ones!
Millions of students were all excited.
If other saints said this, they would probably sneer, but from Han Jue's point of view, they all believed it.
For a while, there were many rumbles at the hidden gate, all discussing the matter, and many disciples instantly began to retreat.
Han Jue quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
These chicken blood waves are only temporary, after some time, the arousal will definitely decrease.
But it's also a future thing.
……
Spring goes to autumn.
A thousand years passed quickly.
Perhaps because there was nothing wrong, Han Jue felt that it was faster than before in this thousand years, as if he had a faint dream.
There were no winds and waves in Baiyue Xianchuan, and there were no contradictions.
Although the battle in the immortal world was endless, it had yet to spread to Baiyue Xianchuan, and most of the hidden disciples could feel peace and kindness for many years.
Why majority?
Just because there were still many disciples who wanted to leave, they felt strong enough or could not take a step forward, so they were unwilling to practice.
Today.
Han Jue called Han Sangtian and asked him to select a registered disciple whose cultivation level was unable to grow, and sent them to the Heavenly Clan.
Han Jue originally wanted to support Tian Ting, but felt no need.
The emperor of heaven has created a new heaven, what use is the old heaven for?
If the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Clan were to be supported, and the two powers were to fight again, wouldn't that be Sanqing's civil strife?
A few days later, the five thousand recorded disciples left, a third of them were Emperor Xian, and the rest were Golden God Taiyi.
Han Jue entrusted the dream to Fang Liang and Ji Xian Shen, and pulled the two into the dream at the same time.
Dreamland is a small forest near Shengzong Yuqing. When they saw Han Jue, they immediately bowed and saluted.
Han Jue said, "From now on, the vice head of the Heavenly Clan is Fang Liang, and the two of you will support each other, hold the Heavenly Clan alone, and compete for fate and luck."
Hearing those words, Fang Liang was stunned. He had long suspected that the hidden gate was supporting Lord Ji, but God Ji did not explain it, and he was not sure.
Now that he heard Han Jue's words, he was still very complicated.
Why don't you support my heaven?
After this thought came out, I couldn't ignore it.
Ji Xian smiled happily: "Of course you can. The burden on my body can finally be lightened."
Han Jue calmly said: "Fang Liang, don't be restricted by the Heavenly Court. The former Heavenly Emperor was still alive, and he had also established a new Heavenly Court. Be careful not to be harmed. The new era needs a new face. . Have higher expectations. It is just a stepping stone to your experience. Don't disappoint me."
A higher hope?
Could it be a saint?
Their hearts beat faster, and they all knew that Han Jue was a saint, and he was no ordinary saint in heaven.
Han really has his own way of proving it!
Fairy Ji had fiery eyes and asked, "But a saint?"
Han Juedao: "The way of heaven is not everything in my eyes. I hope you can follow me. Have you ever known where the saints of previous generations went?"
Both of them shook their heads, their faces curious.
Han Jue waved his sleeve straight away to dispel his dream.
Leave the rest to both for mediation.
Han Jue continued to train. He was only now in the middle of the Golden Elf Country, and he was still far away from the Saint of Freedom, let alone the Saint of the Great Dao.
Long journey!
Set a goal first, and reach Dadao Saint realm before the next disaster arrives!
……
Three hundred years later.
"I, please come to the west, and preach on the thirty-third floor after a thousand years. This sermon will select a future saint who will take over my sacred throne in the future!"
The begging sound from the west echoed throughout the sky and all of nature, and caused an uproar among living beings.
Holy place!
This time is different from the past. Looking for the West to give way clearly!
Han Jue, who was practicing, opened his eyes with a strange expression.
Want to abdicate from the West?
How could he abdicate in the final stages of his talent as a heaven saint, and he had yet to attain Perfection?
Han Jue felt that this brat would cheat again.
Suddenly he had a bold idea.
"I want to know who the heavenly saints are when the next disaster begins."
[10 billion years of life need to be reduced, whether to continue]
continuing on!
Nine figures appeared in Han Jue's mind.
Seeking the West, Li Muyi, Tianzun Antarctica, Li Daokong, Yitian, Huang Zuntian, Fuxitian, Dastiantian, Jinshen, and two unknown saints.
Han Jue had their message before his eyes:
Santian the Great: Heavenly Saints, Immeasurable Emperor】
Jin Shen: Heavenly Sage, Ancient Calamity Ruler】
Han Jue's expression was strange~www.mtlnovel.com~ The Lord of Heaven and Emperor Xiao have left, and I don't know if it came off or fell, Li Muyi suddenly returned to the heavenly saint's seat.
It was no wonder that Li Daokong became holy, although the surviving heaven became holy quickly, it was normal that he was the son of heaven.
Huang Zuntian's...
Han could only say two words.
Bian Niu!
Han Jue had stockpiled Huang Zuntian, and Huang Zuntian could have today, fully relying on his own efforts.
"Dead days are all sanctified, why did Han Tuo fall?"
Han Jue thought to himself, and continued to evolve: "I wonder what Han Tuo's cultivation level will be like when the next number of disasters opens?"
Involving its own cause and effect and unknown cause and effect, it cannot develop
Han Jue frowned.
What are the unknown causes and effects?
It seems like I will pay more attention to Han Tuo in the future.
Han Jue immediately looked around. He suddenly discovered that Han Tuo and Yitian had gone abroad and came to the central area of the fairy world to train in a mysterious place filled with ancient prohibitions.
There were the last pile of members of the Mighty Disaster Force here, all of which were thrown by Emperor Xiao. I don't know who put it up here.
