"Returning to the master, it's not bad......"

Li Daokong began to talk about his experience over the years, and his face unconsciously showed pride.

After listening to it for a long time, Han Jue sighed: "Very good, worthy of being my most optimistic person." ”

Hearing this, Li Daokong's face flushed with excitement, he knelt down again, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your attention." ”

Han Jue asked, "Do you want to hear the sermon?" ”

Li Daokong nodded immediately, if it was other powers, he would disdain to listen to them, but Han Jue was different, this was the strongest in Chaos.

Without knowing the creator of the Dao, Li Daokong felt that Han Jue was the culmination of his cultivation.

Han Jue meditated, and Li Daokong meditated.

This dream of preaching lasted for 100 years.

When the dream ended, Han Jue opened his eyes and was full of emotion.

A new era is really coming.

The generation that was once sheltered by him has now become a powerful person who stirs up chaos.

That's nice.

Han Jue smiled, and then continued to cultivate.

The Qi of the Final Yuan in the Final Yuan Realm has already occupied eighty or ninety percent, and it won't be long before there will only be the Qi of the Final Yuan in the Final Yuan Realm, and there will be no more Hongmeng Qi.

The qi of those demon gods also gave birth to the chaos demon gods, and the total number reached two thousand nine hundred and forty-seven, and the rest were in the second dojo.

Han Jue decided that the future retreat period would be calculated as five million years.

Millions of years later, the final yuan realm is full of the qi of the final yuan, and there is no more Hongmeng qi.

Every million years, new creations emerge in the Final Metaverse, making Han Jue's cultivation constantly improving.

In a blink of an eye.

The five-million-year retreat has arrived.

Han Jue opened his eyes, and a trace of essence flashed in his red pupils.

Although the final Yuan Realm was still in the depths of his soul, he felt the heaviness.

In addition to the Three Thousand Great Dao that constituted the order, Han Jue found that the Final Metaverse Realm itself had also given birth to its own transcendent rules, which were related to the entire Ultimate Metaverse, and even he could not forcibly control them, if he interfered with this rule without authorization, the Final Metaverse would be shattered.

It's just that for him, the Creator, if he were an external enemy, he would not be aware of the existence of this transcendent rule.

Han Jue inexplicably thought of the transcendent rules of chaos, the rules that limited talent and creation in the underworld, so that his bloodline could not be passed on 100%.

The two are similar.

For the time being, Han Jue couldn't figure out what this transcendent rule was.

"Father, are you awake and come to talk? I've proven the supremacy of the Great Dao, and I'm really strong now! ”

Han Ling said excitedly, and Han Jue raised his eyebrows when he heard it.

Before, when this girl was a saint of the Great Dao, she comprehended a million imperial soldiers, but now she is not ten million imperial soldiers?

Han Jue was interested and said, "Come on, try it." ”

Han Ling smiled: "You have to be careful, even the second brother at the Chaos Festival in the simulated trial was easily swept by me. ”

Han Jue smiled.

The father and daughter enter a mock trial.

Sure enough, Han Ling directly summoned tens of millions of imperial soldiers, all of whom had her mana, which was equivalent to tens of millions of Dao supremacy.

Han Jue directly cast the Final Yuan Divine Annihilation and suppressed Han Ling strongly.

The whole process takes less than a breath.

Han Ling opened his eyes and let out a wail, showing his daughter's posture.

Han Jue smiled, "You still have to cultivate again." ”

"Hmph, my father is really competitive and never let me."

"This is the goal of your cultivation, if my father can't suppress you one day, I'm afraid you won't be by my side."

Han Jue said with a smile, hearing Han Ling's lips and denying it.

Han Jue smiled and asked, "Ling'er, you have been practicing for thousands of years, do you want to go out for a walk?" ”

Han Ling shook his head and said, "I've been there before, and I know that I have nothing to do with Chaos. ”

Hearing this, Han never insisted on it.

"By the way, your fifth brother has passed on dozens of generations in the fairy world, do you want to go and see it?" Han Jue asked instead.

Han Ling looked at Han Jue and said, "Is my father going?" ”

"I still have to continue cultivating, and I don't know how many years it will take to get out."

"Then I'll stay with my father."

"You girl, okay, after my father breaks through, I will personally take you to travel to the ten thousand worlds and meet the descendants of our Han family."

Han Jue said with a smile, very satisfied with Han Ling's attitude.

Among the many children, only Han Ling has the same temperament as him, and has always devoted himself to penance.

Han Jue got up and went to visit the women, after all, they were all his Taoist companions, how could they be left out in the cold.

Decades later.

Han Jue left the second dojo and the ghost sent the god to Baiyue Xianchuan.

Before he came to the Taoist Temple of Fairy Xi Xuan, under the management of Han Luotian and Li Xuanao, the disciples of Baiyue Xianchuan were changed batch after batch, and Fairy Xi Xuan and Chang Yue'er have become extremely powerful people here.

On weekdays, no disciples rushed to disturb them, because Li Xuanao and Han Yutian felt that they had a good relationship with Han Jue, and strictly ordered the disciples not to be rude.

"Fellow Daoist, I can come in and talk about it."

In the Taoist temple, Fairy Xi Xuan, who was sitting on the futon, heard this, she didn't care at first, thinking it was an auditory hallucination, but after Han Jue repeated a sentence, she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and hurriedly said, "Come in." ”

The door opened, Han Jue stepped in, and the door closed.

Looking at Han Jue, who was as handsome as an immortal, Fairy Xixuan's eyes were a little trance-like.

When Han Jue saw her, he was also full of emotion.

Once she was a teacher and he was an apprentice, that period of youth has become extremely distant.

Fairy Xixuan regained her composure, as cold as when Han Jue first saw her, like a holy and perfect lotus flower, not to be desecrated.

"You may be seated."

Fairy Xi Xuan waved her hand, and a futon appeared in front of her.

Han Jue sat down and asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you for thousands of years, how are you doing lately?" ”

Fairy Xi Xuan replied: "In the dojo, it is naturally good, but now I don't have any worries, but I feel that Changsheng is a little boring. ”

"What, Daoist Xi Xuan wants to go down to earth to experience the sufferings of the world?"

"You're joking."

Fairy Xi Xuan shook her head and smiled.

She stared at Han Jue and asked, "Why haven't you come back for thousands of years, I thought you had forgotten Baiyue Xianchuan." ”

Han Jue said: "For you, thousands of years is a long time, but I have only retreated twice, as if I had two dreams. ”

When Fairy Xixuan heard this, she sighed in her heart.

What she sighed about was not Han Jue's view of time, but Han Jue's cultivation attitude, which was the same as when the two first met, and had not changed.

The two continued to chat, plain as water, but not embarrassed, anyway, Han Jue felt very comfortable.

Fairy Xi Xuan, like an old friend of his, did not change his attitude because of Han Jue's cultivation.

Looking at Han Jue's side, it is also Fairy Xi Xuan, she seems to be like this forever, without desire or desire.

After chatting for a few hours, Han Jue was about to leave, looking at the pretty face of Fairy Xi Xuan, his heart moved inexplicably, and said with a smile: "Do you have any wishes or needs, I will meet you, I can help you get whatever you want now, I will continue to retreat, and next time I come, it may be another ten thousand years." ”

When Fairy Xixuan heard this, she was stunned.

Han Jue was not in a hurry, waiting for her to make a request.

He noticed that Chang Yue'er in the Taoist temple next door was not there, and judging from the residual breath, he had been gone for tens of thousands of years.

He secretly calculated and found that Chang Yue'er had already become Han Yunjin's master, and she was still guarding the Han family, pretending to be a cultivator on weekdays, traveling to the fairy world, and being at ease.

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