With the appearance of Ming, the practitioners in the inn left one after another. Han Jue noticed that they were not afraid, but to watch the fun.
Millions of years have passed, and the power of fate is no longer as notorious as it was at the beginning. Because of doing many good deeds in this chaotic realm, it has left a good reputation instead.
On the top of the city, Huang Zuntian stood proudly, and beside him stood Patriarch Xitian, Li Daokong, Shi Dudao, Jing Tiangong and other fate-defining people.
The street below was full of figures, all looking at them frantically.
Huang Zuntian glanced around and said with a smile: "Today, only ten people are recruited for life. In addition to cultivating Hunyuan Daoguo, you must also have Chaos Merit, with a maximum of a hundred thoughts. I will lead the force of life to the next causal place and spread the news of Dingjie." Destiny is karma, to create peace for chaos, and to inherit the Dao!"
His voice was extremely loud, echoing in the city.
This city is not simple. The cultivators who can come here, no matter how poor their cultivation is, they are still in the realm of gods. Most of them are Daluo's cultivation, and the city owner is even a saint of freedom.
When Huang Zuntian's words fell, the whole city burst into cheers. .
Although Han Jue didn't witness it with his own eyes, his will saw Li Daokong smile.
It's been a long time, but the power of fate has changed. At first glance, it looks like a group of benevolent people working hard to save the world.
Han Jue didn't go out. He watched for a long time, and he still didn't leave the inn until the forces of fate left.
He could see that Li Daokong had completely returned to his heart, and he didn't want to return to the way of heaven.
Li Daokong is now a sage of freedom, and he is not far from the Dao.
Maybe this is the home.
The fate-defining person is not absolutely evil, it’s just that the concept of the Black Venerable was wrong at the beginning. The fate-defining person is the great luck and divine power, and it is the evolution of the supreme rule. If he was not tolerated by Chaos before, then Chaos has no qualifications. .
That's okay, everyone has their own way.
The same is true for Shi Dudao, with the same smile on his face as Li Daokong.
Han Jue shook his head and laughed, got up and left.
In the future, I will dream again when I have time, and if they change their minds, Han Jue will give it another hand.
For some people, fate is difficult to change, but for Han Jue, he is the one who makes it!
For the next period of time, Han Jue continued to travel through Chaos, and took a look at his disciples by the way.
Dao Zhizun, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi still follow Lao Dan, wandering in chaos, never having a fixed place.
Zhou Fan is also developing his own Avenue Tower, which has a good scale.
Most of the other disciples are in the Dao of Heaven, some pioneered the Taoism, and some promoted the Taoism. They are all walking on their own right path, active and not confused.
Han Jue met them one by one as a stranger, but Han Tuo didn't go to see them.
Han Tuo was under the guidance of the God of Punishment, so he was the least dangerous.
In the blink of an eye, more than 20,000 years have passed.
Han Jue returned to his Taoist temple and started a new round of cultivation.
Consummation is not enough.
His goal is to create Taoists, no, to create masters!
…
On the boundless ocean, Qingtian Xuanji sat meditating in the air, and the surrounding waves rolled up, as if to connect the sky and the sea.
Behind Qingtianxuan's body, there are three blue and red figures sitting in meditation, leaning against each other, surrounded by vigor.
Thousands of miles away, on the beach by the sea, Xiaoyaoxian held a broken shell and looked towards the direction of Qingtian Xuanji through the hole.
"This kid is almost ready."
Xiaoyao Xian muttered to himself, with delicate eyes.
"You have to arrange an opponent for him."
He casually crushed the shells into fly ash, grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it casually. The sand floated in the air, forming two large characters.
God's punishment!
"The five divine punishments are good opponents."
The corner of Xiaoyaoxian's mouth raised, and then disappeared in the same place.
As soon as he disappeared, Qingtian Xuanji in the distance opened his eyes, and his eyes were slightly bright.
"This guy is finally gone! He has been staring at me for so long!"
Qingtian Xuanji grinned, then ran away, and quickly jumped out of this world.
Traveling through the chaos, Qingtian Xuanji was in a happy mood, full of pride and arrogance.
"Dog thing, you have been instigating me to hate God's power and heaven. I really think I have no brains? I will be the first to trouble you when I practice it. You, some people are beyond your calculation."
Qingtian Xuanji realized that his speed was so fast that he was afraid that Xiaoyaoxian would catch up.
The direction he was going was the way of heaven.
Back to the Dao of Heaven guarded by Shenwei Tiansheng, how dare the little Xiaoyaoxian come to seek death
Qingtian Xuanji was looking forward to the scene where Xiaoyao Xian faced Shenwei Tiansheng.
I don't know if this guy dares to speak ill of Tiansheng again when facing the mighty Tiansheng
…
One hundred thousand years passed quickly.
Han Jue opened his eyes with a satisfied look on his face.
Even if he reached the cultivation base of the Supreme Dao, his practice speed has not slowed down, and one hundred thousand years is enough to feel the improvement of his cultivation base.
His eyes fell on the ancestor of Tianxu in front of him.
The ancestor of Tianxu has been in the Hongmeng Prison for 100,000 years, and he has not been enslaved yet.
The reason why he didn't kill Tianxu Patriarch was because Tianxu Patriarch didn't have any hatred with him, but the one he hated was Dao Patriarch, so there's no need to kill him, it's better to keep it as a thug.
Coincidentally, Han Jue also wanted to learn something about Taoist ancestor from Tianxu ancestor.
The cause and effect of the Dao ancestor cannot evolve, which makes Han Jue baffled.
Among the five creators of Dao, there is no Dao ancestor, but Dao ancestor is illusory, such existence has to be guarded against, especially the other party is inextricably linked with the way of heaven.
Even the Dao ancestor may be hidden in the heaven.
Han Jue began to check the email.
The circle of friends in these years is very lively, most of them are practicing and encountering opportunities, as if they are all sprinting for the chaos event.
Speaking of which, there are still more than five million years left for the Chaos Festival, which is still far away for the time being.
Han Jue is looking forward to the opening of the Chaos Festival. With Han Huang's potential, the first Chaos Festival is likely to evolve from a battle of arrogance to a battle of mighty powers.
At that time, I am afraid that only Daosheng sages will be qualified to compete for the Chaos Ten Ultimates.
at this time.
Han Jue seemed to feel something and looked up.
Someone else proved the way!
In the past one million years, there have been several Dao sages born, more than before.
This time, it proved that the existence of Dao was an acquaintance of Han Jue.
To be precise, it is a familiar breath.
Hibiscus tree!
It has been a long time since Fusang Shu left the penance to become a fairy mountain without authorization, and has been keeping a low profile, hiding in the edge of chaos to practice.
Han Jue's eyes fell on the hibiscus tree.
Today's hibiscus tree is taller than the entire heaven, with hundreds of millions of branches, and the flowers and fruits it bears are countless times larger than the stars, like an ancient sacred tree that existed since the birth of chaos.
"Um?"
Han Jue frowned.
The breakthrough speed of the Fusang tree had already surprised him, and he found that there was more than one kind of aura on the Fusang tree.
From the perspective of the chaos, he saw that the Fusang tree was actually absorbing the power of the Three Thousand Ways. Although it was very weak, it was indeed doing so.
Something is wrong.
Fusang tree didn't have such ability before!
Han Jue began to calculate, and found a long-lost powerful aura.