Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 131
Dao Mahayana Lectures, If Destiny Comes In The Next Life
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When he came to the Fusang Tree, Han Jue noticed that Murong Qi had returned. He sat under a tree and thought hard.
The Black Hell Chicken was napping on a tree and farming during the winter. Xun Chang'an sat on the edge of the cliff and looked up at the sky. It was unknown what he was thinking, but his back was covered with an aura of worry. Han Ju looked up. There are three suns in the sky. The two little Golden Crows could not enter but were unwilling to leave. They're really persistent.
When Murong Qi saw him walking, he hurriedly stood up and bowed.
Han Jue nodded slightly.
Murong Qi came and asked nervously, "Grandmaster, can I ask for your guidance?"
"What's that?"
“From all the Taoists in the world, which is the strongest? Dao Sword?”
"There is no strongest Dao, only the strongest martial cultivator."
"Grandmaster, I feel I'm no match for the Dao of the Sword."
Murong Qi looked worried. Recently, he often went on missions. He discovered that his combat abilities could not compare to a legendary prodigy. He even felt mediocre.
Han Jue asked calmly, "Then, what Dao do you think suits you?"
“I'm not sure.”
“Then go and learn. There were various spells in the Jade Pure Sect. When you find one that suits you, come to me. I'll guide you personally. ”
"Thank you, Big Master!"
Murong Qi was very surprised. He quickly bowed and left.
Han Jue looked at the Fusang Tree. The tree is very tall. The Eternal Earth Pumpkin Wine on the tree was not bad either, but he did not know when it would bloom.
After watching for a while, Han Jue returned to the cave residence and began cultivating the ninth level of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique!
A year later.
In the large and spacious prison hall, tens of thousands of true cultivators were still cultivating
The hall was filled with demonic aura that constantly gnawed at their spirit energy. Cultivators could only cultivate and fight tenaciously. They're suffering.
Xing Hongxuan and Fairy Xi Xuan were also cultivating
Most of the time, the cultivators did not communicate, as if they were in seclusion.
The explosion!
The hall door suddenly opened and a burly body figure appeared. It was none other than Fiendish Arhat.
Fiendish Arhat swept his gaze over the cultivators in the hall and slowly said, “You still have half a year. If you want to join the Demon Path, you can report to the evil cultivators outside the hall at any time. In half a year, the Devil's Welcoming Ceremony will begin. Anyone who is unwilling to give up will become a victim to a True Demon!”
With that, he turned around. "Wait on! I am willing to become an evil cultivator! ” A middle-aged man shouted and stood up.
The cultivators around him looked at him furiously.
One of them drew his sword and wanted to kill him.
Streams of demonic Qi appeared out of nowhere and blocked the sword before wrapping around the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was surprised.
The other cultivators were unable to contain themselves when they saw this.
"I'm also willing to join the demon's path!"
"Me too!"
"Senior, please protect us!"
“I don't want to die. Sorry, everyone!”
“Daoist colleagues, we have tried our best. We absolutely cannot refuse!”
More and more cultivators stood up.
The disciples of the Pure Jade Sacred Sect were also agitated.
Daoist Nine Cauldrons said in a deep voice, “The disciples of the Pure Jade Sacred Sect can only die fairly and honestly. We can't submit to the devil!”
After hearing this, the disciples looked at each other. In the end, none of them stood up.
Xing Hongxuan called out her storage ring, but Han Jue did not reply. He could only sigh.
In the current situation, Han Jue could not help them.
Even if he came personally, he could not cross mountains and oceans in a short period of time.
Five months later.
Murong Qi visited Han Jue and said that he had found a suitable Dao for himself.
Han Jue walked out of the cave where he lived and brought him to sit under the Fusang Tree.
The Sword of Understanding Dao also had fun.
The Black Hell Chicken opened his eyes and looked at them curiously.
“Grandmaster, I think my Dao weapon is a spear, or a long weapon. However, cultivators rarely used long weapons. Long weapons were more suitable for battles in the mortal world. ”
Han Jue was not surprised. He was indeed the Divine Palace War God.
Most of the Gods of War used long weapons, both in myth and in the mortal world.
Han Jue waved his hand and cut off the branch of the Fusang Tree. He used his spirit energy to cut it into a wooden spear and handed it to Murong Qi, saying, "From now on, this is your spear."
After catching him, Murong Qi was stunned. He didn't mind, but he was very surprised.
The Fusang Tree was Han Jue's most precious treasure. It even attracted two suns. This tree is truly divine. Han Jue actually cut off the branch for him ...
No one else gets such treatment!
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"Grandmaster, this ..." Murong Qi hesitated.
Xun Chang'an hurriedly said, "Master, you can't do that!"
Han Jue glared at him and said, "Are you going to help me reassemble that branch now?"
Xun Chang'an felt ashamed and could only give up.
“Today, I will preach the true meaning of heaven and earth to you. Let's see if you can understand Mystical Power or your own Dao technique. ”
Han Jue continued to speak as Yang Tiandong quickly sat down.
A Mahayana cultivator was giving them a lesson. Such treatment was not something that even the elites of the Heavenly Immortal Manor possessed!
Han Jue started talking. His voice was unfathomable, causing Murong Qi and the others to quickly enter a state of understanding and contemplation.
They did not hear what he said clearly, but Han Jue's voice had a power that allowed them to enter a meditative state quickly and even increase their comprehension!
Explosions
The hall door opened and evil cultivators rushed in. Fiendish Arhat's voice rang out, “Send them to the Devil's Welcome Sacrifice Altar. Kill anyone who fights!”
The true cultivators panicked.
Huang Jihao was the first to stand up. He coldly snorted. "I want to see if you can laugh till the end!"
He was the first to step out, not letting the evil cultivators touch him.
The others stand. Daoist Nine Cauldrons, Xing Hongxuan, and Fairy Xi Xuan did the same.
Daoist Nine Cauldrons laughed as he walked.
"The disciples of the Pure Jade Sacred Sect are all good!"
His words erased the fears of the disciples of the Pure Jade Sacred Sect.
Everyone felt their blood boiling.
Death is not something to be afraid of! Xing Hongxuan noticed that many of the evil cultivators around him were cultivators of the straight path who had previously given up. He could not help but look down on them.
He sighed. “My husband, we will be husband and wife in the next life.”
"Your husband is Elder Han?" Fairy Xi Xuan asked.
Xing Hongxuan also stayed at the Mountain Cultivating with the Diligent of Being Immortal, but the two of them did not interact much.
Xing Hongxuan replied, "Yes."
“Maybe there is no hope in the next life. When you reincarnate, he may already be an immortal. ”
Xing Hongxuan was feeling depressed. Fairy Xi Xuan's lips curved slightly. Her smile is so smooth.
Guan Yougang walked over and said, "Junior, before I die, I have something to say that I've been holding it for a long time ..."
"Not listening." "I…"
“Senior Brother, if fate comes in the next life, I will be your Senior Brother. I will protect you and repay the attention you have shown me in this life.”
At this moment, nearly twenty thousand true cultivators walked out of the hall.