One hundred million years later, the blank field has become lively and colorful, and it is no longer as pale as before. Countless heavens and earth are distributed, from the avenue to the top, and down to the Daluo Jinxian, all of which are opening up the world and adding vitality to the endless era.
In a big world, in an inconspicuous small world among hundreds of millions of small worlds.
Under the blue sky, the green hills are rolling.
Han Jue sat in meditation on the edge of a cliff halfway up the mountain, with a thick fog in front of him, and the high mountains on the opposite side were looming.
The treasure on his body has faded, and he is wearing a white robe, fluttering with the wind, and his gray hair is scattered in the air. His face is still young and handsome, and with the gray hair, he can be described as a childlike face with white hair and a fairy spirit.
"I don't know how long it will take to surpass the master of creation. Fortunately, with the practice, the original life span has been increasing."
Han Jue opened his eyes, looking at the thick fog ahead, thinking silently.
After the opening of the Endless Era, many changes have taken place. What sentient beings see is only the truly boundless world, but what he sees are changes in the basic rules of the blank field.
The sentient beings spread across the blank field, and countless small creations spread out, resulting in some new creations in the basic rules, some of which Han Jue could not understand for the time being.
Perhaps this is a self-defense ability of the blank domain, just like the Primordial Demon God and the Ninth Chaos before, it will create troubles for the invincible unconsciously, so as to promote its own development.
Han Jue can only manipulate the basic rules now, but he can't really dominate the basic rules. The real domination is to be able to create and destroy the basic rules at will.
Maybe there will be a second master of creation in the future. What Han Jue has to do is to keep his heart of practice, to make himself stronger and never stop, instead of blocking the way of future generations, so as to consolidate his position. The first two The failure experience of the invincible has proved that this road is not feasible.
Of course, it’s okay to take time off to relax once in a while.
Just like now.
"Hahaha! I know how to control the sword!"
A loud, childish laugh came, and a young man flew out of the fog with a wooden sword. He was wearing clothes made of brown animal skins, his face was slightly dark, and he looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. However, the facial features are sword eyebrows and star eyes.
The boy stood on the wooden sword and wobbled, as if he was about to fall off at any moment.
Han Jue looked at him and smiled.
"In the past, this kid's personality has been like this every life, which is interesting. It seems that even the time and space reincarnation of the hibiscus tree can't wear away his nature. The nature of Primordial Demon God is still powerful."
Han despaired of the young man, thinking silently.
The young man was named Chu Xiaoqi in this life, and he was born in an ordinary family in the world. Because he was the oldest and the youngest in his family, he was named Xiaoqi by his parents.
Chu Xiaoqi longed to cultivate immortals since she was a child, so she ran away from home at the age of thirteen and wandered around the world. Naturally, the result was very dismal. First, she was snatched by bandits to salute, and then she almost died in the mouth of wild animals. She stumbled and wandered for a year , fell into a cliff while being chased by a certain spirit, and then met Han Jue, an 'immortal'.
The two have been together for half a year. Han Jue taught Chu Xiaoqi the basic cultivation methods and sword control. It took a month for Chu Xiaoqi to barely learn it. His aptitude is average, and his spirit is still in a sealed state, so his aptitude depends entirely on reincarnation. body.
In the previous ten thousand generations, most of Chu Xiaoqi was a mortal spirit. He lived a mediocre life and had also cultivated. The highest achievement was a quasi-sage. He was besieged and killed by his enemies as soon as he stepped into the quasi-sage. This incident has been talked about in that big world until now. Tao, of course, is not a good talk, but a joke through the ages.
Chu Xiaoqi's character is extremely out of character, lively most of the time, but occasionally gloomy, which is completely different from Hongmeng's despair.
After flying for a stick of incense, Chu Xiaoqi's remaining spiritual power was exhausted. He landed beside Han Jue, lying on the ground, gasping for breath, sweating profusely.
Han Jue thought it was funny, he could lie down, but he had to kneel with his hands on the ground, sticking out his tongue, like a dog.
However, this posture is somewhat similar to Hongmeng's despair.
In the previous reincarnation, Han never appeared in Chu Xiaoqi's life, this is the first time in this life.
"Immortal, how long can your sword control last?"
"It must have been a long time, are you a Golden Core cultivator?"
"It is said that Jindan cultivators can fly."
"How long have you been here?"
"Ah! I'm so hungry, can the immortal give me a roast chicken, I'm too tired, I don't want to hunt by myself, and I don't want to live without food."
Chu Xiaoqi chattered non-stop, obviously very tired, but refused to shut up.
Han Jue smiled without saying a word, and with a wave of his right hand, a roast chicken overflowing with fragrance appeared in front of Chu Xiaoqi.
Chu Xiaoqi's eyes lit up, and he started to tear the roast chicken with his hands.
Han Jue wanted to refuse and let Chu Xiaoqi rely on himself, but his heart softened inexplicably.
Strange to say, he didn't bother to care about the suffering of his children, but he doted on this reincarnated grandson extremely.
Hongmeng's despair is indeed very bitter. Although he has done a lot of sins, he deserves to die, but no one taught him since he was born. Even before he died, he was still very confused, why his father didn't help me.
Hongmeng is hopeless, his intelligence is not high, and he doesn't know how to communicate, but in his heart, Han Huang is his father.
After Chu Xiaoqi was full, he lay down on the ground, stretched himself, then continued to chatter, and then fell asleep while talking.
Han Jue waved his hand, and put a white coat on Chu Xiaoqi.
He closed his eyes again and continued to practice.
two years later.
Chu Xiaoqi succeeded in building the foundation, and his body is much stronger. He is flying with his sword in the mountains, casting spells with both hands, chasing and killing a bird demon in front of him.
The bird demon is like a golden eagle, with shiny golden feathers and a wingspan of three feet.
Chu Xiaoqi's spells kept falling on the harpy, causing the bird's feathers to fly and blood to flow.
In the end, the bird demon broke its wings, uttered a cry, and fell into the cliff.
Chu Xiaoqi took out a rope, which was a magic weapon, stretched out at will, tied the bird demon into a ball, then lifted it, and landed in front of Han Jue.
"Hey, grandpa, am I good?"
Chu Xiaoqi smiled triumphantly, with his hands on his hips, extremely stinky.
The reason why he was called Grandpa was Han Jue's gesture. Han Jue didn't want to have the status of master and apprentice with him, and he couldn't always be called a fairy.
"It's okay."
Han Jue said without opening his eyes.
Chu Xiaoqi pursed his lips, and then began to clean up the bird demon. After a lot of trouble, the bird demon recognized Chu Xiaoqi as his master in order to survive, and was named Chu Xiaoniao by Chu Xiaoqi.
Han Jue's face twitched when he heard the name.
Night fell.
Chu Xiaoqi sat beside Han Jue, hesitant to speak.
Han Jue opened his eyes and looked at the night sky. A shooting star flashed by, causing a flash of surprise in his eyes.
How did he come to this mortal world
"Grandpa, I want to go home and have a look, is that okay?" Chu Xiaoqi couldn't help but asked in a very low voice.
The immortal taught him for so long, but he didn't ask him for anything in return, so he felt a little sorry for the immortal by leaving like this.
In case the immortal disagrees, what should he do
"Well, of course."
Chu Xiaoqi was stunned by Han Jue's answer. He thought about all kinds of answers, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so casually.