Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

This year, Han Tuo was thirteen years old.

In the lobby, Han Jue, Han Tuo and Qingluan'er were eating to celebrate Han Tuo's birthday.

Han Tuo was very happy, whether it was because of his birthday or other things, his little face was red with excitement.

Qingluan'er served Han Jue some food, and Han Jue held a wine glass and asked about Han Tuo's recent schoolwork.

Today's human race already has an educational structure, reading books from sages and taking exams to gain fame.

Han Tuo answered truthfully, and Han Jue could clearly see that his mind was not on that.

"Father, when is your birthday?" Han Tuo suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Han Jue said: "I don't remember it a long time ago."

"Why don't you remember? Where are your parents? They are my grandpa and grandma."

"I grew up without a father or a mother."

"ah?"

Han Tuo was stunned. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never cared about his father since he was a child, and only thought about cultivating immortality.

Qingluan'er chuckled softly and said, "Look at how hard your father has been since he was a child. You must respect him when you grow up."

Han Tuo nodded and said proudly: "I will become an immortal cultivator in the future, achieve immortality, and let you live forever together!"

"Tuo'er is so ambitious."

Qingluan'er touched Han Tuo's head with a loving look on his face.

Han Jue drank lightly and looked at the mother and son with a smile.

Not to mention, after practicing hard for 30,000 years, it is still very good to experience this kind of mortal world. It has a special feeling in my heart.

It's just that the life of a mortal is full of uncertainty, unlike practitioners who can control their own lives.

Three years later, Han Tuo turned sixteen.

Dongshou City is once again facing a crisis. An unprecedented wave of beasts has struck. Several neighboring cities have fallen. Rumors have spread into Dongshou City, causing people to panic.

The Lord of Dongshou City began to forcefully recruit soldiers. All boys over the age of fifteen had to enlist in the army, and Han Tuo also went.

It snowed heavily again, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole city was covered in white.

Han Jue came to the inn. This was his first inn in Dongshou City. He liked to come here on weekdays.

It's still the same location, in front of the second floor window, where you can watch people coming and going in the city.

Compared with the past, there are many fewer pedestrians on the streets in the city, and most of them are in a hurry.

"My little friend, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your hair has turned gray. Time is not forgiving."

A burst of laughter came, and the old Taoist priest whom Han Jue met for the first time when he came to Dongshou City came over, still minding his own business and sitting in front of Han Jue.

After so many years, Han Jue deliberately added a few strands of white hair to his head. Although he was still handsome, he was no longer young.

Han Jue smiled and said: "Senior is still as gray-haired as before."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Old rules?"

Han Jue nodded slightly.

The old Taoist priest poured the wine by himself, and then said with a smile: "My little friend is not an ordinary person, and his demeanor is not like that of an ordinary person. Even though Dongshou is about to destroy the city, you are still calm and calm. Could it be that you are here to transform?"

Han Jue asked in return: "What about you?"

"I am also a mortal, walking around the world and refining my state of mind."

"What realm are you crossing?"

"Dushen, my little friend should be Duxian. You and I are destined. One day you can come to my Qingtian Sect and pursue the great road."

The old Taoist priest pinched his beard and smiled, feeling quite proud.

Han Jue thanked him, his attitude was neither salty nor cold.

The two started chatting.

While they were talking and laughing, the roar of ferocious beasts came from outside the city, which was deafening.

The people on the street downstairs were so frightened that they fled in panic. Han Jue and the old Taoist priest were still drinking and laughing, talking about their respective experiences of traveling to the end of the world.

[Chen Yazi has a good impression of you, and the current favorability is 3 stars]

Han absolutely didn't pay attention to this prompt.

for a long time.

Chen Yazi stood up and left, leaving behind a sentence: "Life is full of shackles. If you want to break free from the shackles, you have to have no desires and no desires."

His words made Han Jue feel something.

No desire, no need!

This is the state that ordinary immortals want to achieve, away from cause and effect.

Han Jue was inspired rather than moved.

His way is not to have no desires and no demands, on the contrary, I want what I want!

If he wants to live forever, he pursues immortality!

In order to pursue what he wants, he will have stronger motivation to practice.

This is what many mortals do throughout their lives.

This is not bad.

"I've been hiding from the world for so long, isn't it just to be the strongest? After reaching the strongest, I can do whatever I want?"

Han Jue's eyes were again on the hurried people downstairs. He had a deeper understanding of his own way and gradually became firmer.

After so many years in the human world, he has seen everything that a mortal should experience, including birth, old age, illness and death, love and hate, life and death.

Every mortal is pursuing control of his or her life.

Han Jue is already a quasi-sage and is still pursuing this Taoist heart.

When he becomes a saint, he will do as he pleases!

Han Jue's eyes became firm.

My holy way, I want and I seek!

Han Jue entered samadhi and began to understand Jiyuan Avenue.

He is not afraid of being disturbed. Not to mention the mortals around him, even if the ferocious beasts outside the city attack, they cannot hurt him.

The calamity of Dongshou City lasted longer than before, the war was brutal and the killings continued.

Two years later.

Han Jue stood in the courtyard, bathing in the flying snow.

His Tao Fruit began to transform.

Transformation towards the Saint Dao Fruit!

Perhaps because of his determination in Dao, Han Jue's mana, which had been dormant for a long time, began to grow again.

A breakthrough is coming!

Han Jue began to hesitate whether to go back.

He had a hunch that it would take at least a hundred years to break through.

But when he thought of Qingluan'er and Han Tuo, Han Jue felt soft and decided to accompany them again.

For Han Tuo, UU read www. uukｎshu.net Han Jue changed his mind.

He had previously thought of suppressing Han Tuo's bloodline because he was afraid that Han Tuo would cause trouble for him and create a lot of karma.

Now Han Jue has figured it out.

Taking too much care will become a shackle and an obstacle!

Han Jue smiled freely.

[The Empress Houtu is entrusting you with a dream, do you accept it?]

A line of words suddenly popped up in front of Han Jue's eyes, and he silently asked: "Is there any danger in accepting it?"

[Three billion years of life need to be deducted, do you want to continue?]

continue!

【No】

Han Jue immediately decided to accept it.

What I want and what I want does not mean that I act blindly.

It's always better to be cautious, especially when the other person may threaten your life.

In a dream, by the Yellow Spring.

Han Jue bowed his hands to Empress Houtu.

Empress Houtu said: "The Heavenly Demon is coming. Killing the Heavenly Demon can gain merit. If the Yinmen wants to become the Qi Luck Sect, don't miss it."

Han Jue said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, the underworld is preparing to encircle and suppress the demon?"

"Well, they capture the demons and serve as ghost servants. Although these demons are cruel, they are not serious. In a sense, they are not scary."

"Where did the demon come from?"

"The actions of the demon saints can be regarded as acting in conjunction with the way of heaven. Through the calamity of the demons, a large number of people with great luck will emerge. After that, there will probably be a battle for the holy throne."

Empress Houtu showed worry on her face, and continued: "No one in the underworld is qualified to compete for the holy throne. I hope you can win it. If you are afraid of trouble, at least let the Yinmen win it. No matter whether it is a Taoist sect, this holy seat If you get it, or if another saint gets it, it will break the long-lasting balance."

Han Jue raised his eyebrows.

He holds Dao Purple Qi and Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hands, enough to cultivate two saints.

Fight again.

Besides him, wouldn't there be three more saints in the Hidden Sect?

I won’t argue, but you just come to my door?