Another millennium passed.
Han Jue opened his eyes, feeling happy.
After reaching the late stage of the Hunyuan Realm, he still needs to practice unremittingly, and strive to prove the Dao as soon as possible.
It has to be said that Primordial Demon God's talent is indeed terrifying, even at such a high level, he can still feel his progress.
Han Jue stood up and went to the 33rd floor.
A few years ago, Xuandu Shengzun notified him, agreeing that he would go to the Qiankun Palace to gather after the retreat.
After Han Jue entered the palace, Xuandu Shengzun immediately notified the other saints.
Other saints don't have such weird rules as Han Jue, and they can be summoned at any time. As for breakthroughs, they are as strong as they come, and they have already forgotten the taste of breakthroughs.
For them, the saint is already the limit, and it is difficult to go further.
Pan Xin also came.
When he saw Han Jue, he couldn't help being taken aback.
Han Jue has already restrained his divine light, revealing a peerless face, set off by the time-sinking Taoist robe, his temperament is aloof.
"It's you!"
He remembered Han Jue, when he was in Changhe of Sword Dao, he felt that this boy was very talented, and even wanted to take him in as an apprentice.
It turns out that the master of the hidden door is this kid.
etc!
His cultivation level at that time...
Pan Xin was shocked in his heart, but smiled on the surface.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, if it wasn't for what they saw today, Pan Xin wouldn't even be able to remember Han Jue.
Han Jue nodded with a smile. During the boring years, Pan Xin had given him a lot of fun.
He still remembered that Pan Xin was facing him in the long river of kendo, his shoulders were loose, and he didn't know what he was doing with his hands.
Pan Xin said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to be the master of the hidden door."
Han Jue said politely: "Senior's return is a blessing to Heaven, and Heaven will have to protect Senior more in the future."
Pan Xin smiled even more, thinking that Han Jue was very pleasing to the eye.
Xuandu Shengzun did not speak.
Emperor Xiao was thoughtful.
Nanji Tianzun glanced at the leader of Tianjue, and saw that his expression did not change, so he stopped thinking about it.
The reason why Pan Xin is happy is because Han Jue is showing his favor, and he has begun to fantasize about subduing Han Jue and ruling the way of heaven.
He knew very little about Han Jue's deeds after his enlightenment, and the saints naturally wouldn't say much, after all, it was somewhat embarrassing.
Han Jue's status is not based on flattery, but on fists.
Unable to revere Tianzun, Qiu Xilai, Donghuang Tiansheng, Li Muyi...
They are all stepping stones for Han Jue!
After the saints arrived, Xuandu Shengzun said: "With the addition of Pan Xin, the luck of heaven has increased greatly. Now there are two more holy seats. Today is to discuss the holy seat."
The position of sage is of great significance, and the sage of Xuandu must not be able to decide on his own. In fact, other sages can sense it even if he doesn't say it.
As the Dao of Heaven becomes stronger and stronger, the circle of saints in the future will inevitably form a circle to fight against each other.
Emperor Xiao took the lead and said: "It's time to give me a holy seat for the demons. From ancient times to the present, whenever the internal order of the Heavenly Dao is about to collapse, it is my demons who stand up and become the target of public criticism. "
Han Jue felt emotional when he heard it.
In this way, the demons turned out to be the scapegoat.
It's not a scapegoat, the demons have indeed done a lot of evil in order to attract hatred.
Qiu Xilai snorted and said, "My Western religion has had two holy seats since ancient times. Earlier, the Taoist ancestor had already cut down the Buddhist holy seat in order to appease your demons. Should I return it?"
Pan Xin said domineeringly: "It is because of me that there are two more holy seats. I am already a saint of freedom, and I must share one holy seat!"
His tone was beyond doubt, leaving no room for negotiation.
Other sages also began to scramble.
Han never spoke.
He no longer needs to fight for the holy throne.
No matter who it is, as long as you don't threaten him, if you threaten him, then you will be enslaved!
The saints began to scramble, fighting with each other.
Han Jue, Xuandu Shengzun, and Shi Dudao didn't intervene, and even Li Daokong and Fang Liang started to fight.
Li Daokong wanted to fight for the Yinmen, Li Xuan'ao approached him before, complaining that he was a saint, but he didn't repay the Yinmen, Xin Han absolutely dissatisfied with him.
Fang Liang is also fighting for Yinmen, if Yinmen doesn't want it, then give him Tiandaojiao, anyway we have to fight.
After listening for a while, Han Jue felt bored, so he got up and left.
Xuandu Shengzun did not stop him, and Han would never snatch it, which is a good thing.
After walking out of Qiankun Palace, Han never returned to Baiyue Xianchuan, but wandered outside the thirty-third layer of heaven, wearing the treasure of chaos, he was not afraid of being attacked.
When passing by Li Daokong's dojo, Han Jue saw two people kneeling in front of the gate, and one of them was Han Yu.
Han Jue appeared behind them and asked, "Long time no see."
The two were startled, and subconsciously turned their heads to look.
When they saw Han Jue for the first time, they were all amazed.
Tianyong turned his head to look at Han Yu, and suddenly found that Han Yu looked like Han Jue.
Han Yu also noticed this, why is this person so similar to him
He asked cautiously, "Are you?"
He couldn't see through Han Jue's cultivation, so he naturally lived in his descendants.
Han Jue smiled and said, "Can't you hear my voice?"
Han Yu seemed to think of something, his face changed drastically, he knelt down quickly, and said excitedly, "Ancestor!"
Seeing Han Yu kneel down, Tianyong followed suit.
Han Jue glanced at Tianyong, and found that the boy's eyebrows looked familiar, and after counting, he was actually the son of Emperor Tian'e.
Han Yu asked excitedly, "Why are you here?"
I see!
He looks so much like his ancestor!
No wonder the ancestors would save him, no wonder Li Daokong accepted him as a disciple, no wonder he met so many powerful people who treated him kindly without reason.
Han Yu has always been very confident about his looks, but after comparing himself with Han Jue today, he realized that he only inherited three or four out of ten.
Han Jue's face is so charming that words cannot describe it.
"Come and walk around, how are you doing?" Han Jue smiled and said with a kind expression.
For some reason, after breaking through 200,000 years old, Han Jue's mentality began to change.
Especially seeing the descendants in person, the mood became involuntarily happy.
Han Yu was flattered and began to talk about his own experience. He didn't deliberately talk about those difficult things. With Li Daokong around, it was indeed difficult for him to encounter a big crisis.
Tianyong quietly stayed aside, very curious about Han Jue's identity.
After chatting for a while, Han Jue left.
Han Yu was still very excited and couldn't stop the smile on his face.
He knew the existence of the ancestors, but this was the first time he saw the ancestors with his own eyes, and this feeling was extremely wonderful.
Tianyong asked curiously: "Master, who is your ancestor?"
Han Yu said, "Don't ask if you shouldn't!"
Tian Yong pouted.
hehe.
How mysterious it is, my mother is a saint who proves the way with strength, I have you pretending to be like this
Tianyong thought about it again, and he was indeed hiding this point.
There are many practitioners sitting in the saint's dojo, not as cold and silent as before.
An hour later, Han Jue returned to the Taoist temple.
I have to say that going out for a walk in person really improved my mood.
But only within the Dao of Heaven.
Although the Suiyue Shen Dao robe can resist the attack of the Dao, but what if you encounter an existence beyond the Dao
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!