Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years

Metamorphosis

After the formation of the Tiandao Qi Fortune List, the immortal world surged, and from time to time there were powerful sounds throughout the sky. This era was more prosperous than the eternal world before the calamity.

Han Jue felt that this was his compliment. Without him, the Heavenly Dao would have been destroyed by the Daotian Devil after it had restarted. Without her, the sages fought each other, and now the fairy world was still desolate.

Ughhhh!

Han Jue felt that he was very good.

In this way, another thousand years had passed.

Han Jue was getting closer to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's perfection.

There should be no problem breaking through before he was a hundred thousand years old, after reaching perfection, he could look forward to the saint realm calmly.

One step at a time.

Go very stable!

Han Jue opened his eyes and saw a figure kneeling outside the Taoist temple.

Murong Qi's.

This kid didn't come to see Han Jue alone for tens of thousands of years He came four years ago Because of OCD, Han Jue didn't immediately let him in, so he knelt for four years.

The door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened.

Murong Qi was startled, got up quickly, and walked quickly to the Taoist temple.

After entering the temple, Murong got up and bowed and saluted.

"What's the problem?"

"Master, I think .. I want to be like Uncle Su Qi!"

"imm?"

Han definitely could not help but look at Murong Qi.

Once, he believed and expected Murong Qi very much, but he was not qualified as a servant, and now Han Jue would never think about it.

Murong Qi was already at the six cultivation bases of the Profound Spiritual Yuan, and he was considered to have left quickly among the direct disciples, but he was unable to break through to Da Luo.

"Master, Uncle Su Qi is not to blame for this matter. I asked him and he did not answer. That's my guess. I'm guessing you have the ability to change your student's qualifications. No matter what I have to do, I can do that!"

Murong Qi said seriously, he is too excited to be strong.

Once he was the God of War in the Palace, but at the hidden gate, his talent seemed mediocre. Not to mention the other direct disciples, the few disciples mentioned had better talents than him.

Han Jue said, "You might die, I'm not entirely sure."

"I would die without regret. I'm sure you should have a plan like that. I am willing to sacrifice for the future of other students as an experiment. If it works, I'll pay for the hidden door and avenge you."

Murongqi replied very firmly. Han Jue would definitely not agree to move to another disciple. It would waste his energy, but facing Murongqi, he still softened.

If Murong Qi had increased his talent, he would have been more suited to being a hidden door master disciple than Tao Zhizun, who carried a hidden door banner.

"Are you ready?"

"All right!"

Murong was extremely excited and trembling.

Han Jue's eyes condensed, and Murong Qi's body instantly turned into flying ashes, leaving only a soul.

That sudden encounter made Murong Qi dumbfounded. Before he could react, Han Jue directly inserted him into the Hongmeng Realm.

In a corner of Hongmeng Realm, a hundred and seventy-three demon spirits were suspended together, and Su Qi had already brought along many demon spirits.

Han Jue had already decided which Chaos Demon God to choose during the conversation earlier.

War demon!

The Demon God who lives in war is perfect for the War God Murong Qi!

It could be seen that Han was really Murongqi's choice.

He wrapped Murongqi's spirit with his own mana and pushed it towards the demon war god spirit.

Han Jue-neng gave birth to the Demon God Qi not only because it was too easy to be free, but also because there were treasures in the Hongmeng Realm, such as Qi Hongmeng and the Rough Stone of Chaos. Combining many conditions, it was possible to give birth to the Demon God of Chaos. It's just possible.

When Murong Qi's soul fused with the Demon God of War, the pain he had never felt made Murong Qi roar, and Han Jue seemed to have yet to hear it, and continued to fuse.

For the past three hundred years, Murong Qi and the Demon God of War had only gathered together, and it took a long time to fully merge.

Before the demon god spirit, Murong Qi's spirit was extremely fragile, if not for Han Jue's protection, he could perish at any time.

The next step was to let Murong Qi adapt to the demon spirit.

During this process, Murong Qi had suffered tremendous pain.

other side.

The loss of Murong Qi attracted the attention of the other direct disciples. Li Xuan'ao took the opportunity to find Han Jue. After learning that Murong Qi had been sent by Han Jue for a secret mission, he stopped asking more questions.

"Secte Master, what do you think of the clan?"

Li Xuan'ao asked, his posture is extremely low.

Han Jue looked through his mind, this fellow only wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to him.

"Speak straight."

Li Xuan'ao was startled and hurriedly said, "I found that there was a saint behind the clan who was supportive, but the clan did not have the famous Da Luo, let alone a sage. I guess the saints who supported the clan were probably Emperor Xiao and Fuxi. Heaven and other sages who came and went alone, the clan gathered famous beings from heaven. This idea is very broad, and is recognized by heaven. The future is limitless, and hidden doors can be prearranged."

His ideas coincided with Han's really.

Han Jue suddenly recalled Murong Qi.

If Murongqi succeeded, it would be more suitable.

"I know this in my mind. The next group of disciples who have reached the limit of their talent can go to the clan."

"Salvist is wise! I have a relationship with the clan, so I can tell the clan patriarch first so that he can prepare."

"Ms."

Li Xuan'ao stopped talking nonsense and left respectfully.

It was impossible for the clan to resist the support of the hidden door, however, the hidden door was a holy power.

Just like Han Jue's previous life in ancient China, the sage sect was a family. When hard times come, families will invest everywhere. No matter which hero wins, the family will benefit and last forever.

The opponents of races like the Ming Clan and the Yao Clan would never become holy sects, as it was impossible to defeat holy sects, instead, they could rise higher if they received the support of a saint.

Han Jue continued to stare at Murong Qi.

Although he could double, his cultivation was still affected.

This was also an important reason why Han Jue did not want every disciple to turn into the Demon God of Chaos.

No matter how strong his students were, it was impossible to pursue him, he trained his students just to make himself more comfortable and to consider the future.

When Murong Qi turned into the Demon God of Chaos, the immortal world also changed drastically, and more and more great abilities were born, which alarmed the immortal world.

Li Daokong had always topped the list of Heavenly Fortune Qi, and the following rankings had changed. Fairy god Ji had also reached the top ten strongly. Power turns to luck.

Change every day, change in life.

Three thousand years have passed ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Murong Qi has finally adapted to the demon spirit, without the protection of Han Jue, and will not be swallowed by the demon spirit.

Han Jue was finally able to train quietly.

Before that, he looked at Han Tuo.

Han Tuo preached to his subordinate disciples. Today, Han Tuo had received hundreds of disciples, and his disciples were over a thousand, and none were mortal.

A good time!

He became increasingly adapted to the identity of the palace elders.

Han Jue looked at Han Yu again.

His expression became strange.

Um?

Why was Han Yu training next to Li Daokong?

Han Jue counted, Han Yu turned out to be Li Daokong's student.