100 million years later, the blank realm has become lively, colorful and colorful, no longer as pale as before, countless heaven and earth distribution, up to the avenue to the top, down to the Da Luo Jin Immortal, are all opening up the world, adding a bit of 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 undulating.

Han Jueda sat on the edge of a cliff halfway up the mountainside, with a fog in front of him, and the high mountains and mountains on the opposite side loomed.

The treasure on his body faded to the divine light, a white robe, agitated with the wind, full of gray hair, scattered in the air, his face is still young and handsome, with blue hair, it can be described as a crane hair and a childish face, fairy wind bones.

"If you want to surpass the Creation Master, I don't know how long it will take, but fortunately, with the cultivation, the life span of the Origin has been increasing."

Han Jue opened his eyes, looked at the fog in front of him, and thought silently.

After the opening of the Endless Era, there were many changes, and what the sentient beings saw was the truly boundless world, while what he saw was the change in the basic rules of the Void Realm.

The sentient beings scattered the empty realm, and countless small creations scattered, causing the basic rules to produce some new creations, some of which Han Jue couldn't understand for the time being.

Perhaps this is a kind of self-defense ability in the Void Realm, just like the previous Hongmeng Demon God and the Ninth Chaos, which will unconsciously create trouble for the invincible in order to promote its own development.

Han Jue can only manipulate the basic rules now, but he can't really dominate the basic rules, and the real domination is that he can create and destroy the basic rules at will.

Maybe there will be a second creator master in the future, what Han Jue has to do is to maintain the heart of cultivation, let himself continue to become stronger, and never stop, instead of blocking the path of future generations, so as to consolidate his position, the failure experience of the first two invincible people has proved that this path is not feasible.

Of course, it's okay to take time to relax once in a while.

Just like now.

"Hahaha! I'll know Edgeworth! ”

A slightly immature laugh came, and I saw a young man flying out of the fog with a wooden sword, he was wearing clothes made of brown animal skins, his face was slightly dark, he looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his facial features were sword eyebrows.

The boy stood on the wooden sword and staggered, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Han Jue looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Eternal life, this kid's personality in every life is like this, but it's also interesting, it seems that even if it is the time and space reincarnation of the Fusang tree, it can't rub his nature, and the nature of the Hongmeng Demon God is still powerful."

Han thought silently as a young man in despair.

The young man's name in this life is Chu Xiaoqi, born in an ordinary family in the mortal world, because he is the seventh in the family and the youngest, so he was given the name Xiaoqi by his parents.

Chu Xiaoqi has longed to cultivate immortals since he was a child, so he ran away from home at the age of thirteen and wandered the world, and the result was naturally very bleak, first he was snatched away by the thieves to salute, and then he almost died in the mouth of the beast, stumbled, and wandered for a year, fell into the cliff when he was chased and killed by a certain spirit, and then met Han Jue, the 'immortal'.

The two have been getting along for half a year, Han Jue taught Chu Xiaoqi's basic cultivation method and swordsmanship, it took a month, Chu Xiaoqi barely learned, his qualifications are average, and his divine soul is still in a sealed state, so the qualifications completely depend on the reincarnated body.

In the previous ten thousand lifetimes, most of Chu Xiaoqi were mortal spirits, mediocre in his life, and he had also cultivated, the highest achievement of quasi-saint, and he was besieged and killed by the enemy as soon as he stepped into the quasi-saint, this matter has been talked about by future generations in that big world, of course, it is not a beautiful talk, but a joke through the ages.

Chu Xiaoqi's personality is extremely out of tune, most of the time lively, but occasionally very gloomy, which is completely different from Hongmeng's despair.

After flying a stick of incense, Chu Xiaoqi's only remaining spiritual power was exhausted, and he landed beside Han Jue, lying on the ground, panting for breath and sweating like rain.

Han Jue thought it was funny, he could lie down, but he had to kneel, his hands on the ground, and he stuck 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 was the first time in this life.

"Immortal, how long can your swordsmanship last?"

"It must have been a long time, are you a Jindan monk?"

"Legend has it that Brother Jindan can fly."

"How long have you been here?"

"Ahh I'm so hungry, can the immortals turn a roast chicken into a roast chicken for me, I'm too tired to hunt by myself, I don't want to open the valley yet. ”

Chu Xiaoqi kept chattering, obviously very tired, but he refused to shut up.

Han Jue smiled without saying a word, and with a wave of his right hand, a fragrant roast chicken appeared in front of Chu Xiaoqi.

Chu Xiaoqi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became alive and began to tear the roast chicken.

Han Jue wanted to refuse and let Chu Xiaoqi be self-reliant, but his heart was inexplicably soft.

It is also strange to say that he is too lazy to care about the suffering of his children, but he is extremely doting on this reincarnated grandson.

Hongmeng's despair is indeed very bitter, although he has done a lot of sin and deserves to die, but he has no one to teach him since he was born, and even before he died, he was still very confused, why didn't my father help me.

Hongmeng Despair is not intelligent and does not know how to communicate, but in his heart, Han Huang is his father.

After Chu Xiaoqi was full, he lay on the ground, stretched his waist, and then continued to chatter, falling asleep while talking.

Han Jue waved his hand, and a white robe was draped on Chu Xiaoqi's body.

He closed his eyes again and continued to cultivate.

Two years later.

Chu Xiaoqi successfully built the foundation, and his body bones were also a lot tougher, he was flying with the sword in the mountains and wilderness, constantly casting spells with both hands, chasing and killing a bird demon in front of him.

The bird demon looked like a golden eagle, with golden feathers and a wingspan of three feet.

Chu Xiaoqi's spells kept falling on the bird demon, causing the bird demon's feathers to fly wildly, and the blood flowed.

Eventually, the harpy broke its wings, chirped, and crashed between the cliffs.

Chu Xiaoqi took out a rope, this was a magic weapon, stretched it out as he wanted, tied the bird demon into a ball, and then carried it and landed in front of Han Jue.

"Hey, grandpa, am I good?"

Chu Xiaoqi smiled proudly, his hands on his waist, extremely stinky fart.

The reason why he is called grandpa is a gesture from Han Jue, Han Jue does not want to have the status of master and apprentice with him, and he can't always be called an immortal.

"It's okay."

Han Jue said without opening his eyes.

Chu Xiaoqi pouted, and then began to clean up the bird demon, after some tossing, in order to survive, the bird demon recognized Chu Xiaoqi as the master, and was given the name Chu Xiaoniao by Chu Xiaoqi.

When he heard the name, Han Jue's face twitched.

Night falls.

Chu Xiaoqi sat beside Han Jue, wanting to speak and stopping.

Han Jue opened his eyes and looked at the night sky, and a meteor streaked by, causing a trace of surprise to flash 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 ask, his voice was very small.

This immortal taught him for so long, but he didn't ask him for anything in return, so he felt that he was leaving like this, and he was a little sorry for the immortal.

What if the immortal didn't agree?

"Well, of course."

Han Jue's answer made Chu Xiaoqi stunned, he made up all kinds of answers in his mind, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so casually.

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